Chapter 509 Six Ancestors

Hong Yu and his son, Yan Xianzi, the little thing and the dead mouse, practiced and walked to the ultimate of 99. As they kept moving forward, they gradually felt that the breath in these ninety-nine paths became more and more miserable. Obviously, as they approached the ancient trees of life, the war here became more and more tragic, and the cultivation itself became higher and higher.

"Oh, my God, the little boy said, this white jade ancient road will not be straight to the beginning of heaven and earth, will it?" The little thing in Yan Xianzi's arms poked out a fluffy little head, looked around, and whispered.

Yan Xianzi has no immunity to the cute appearance of the little thing, and she hugged her all the way.

Now, these three and two beasts have been here for many years, and the breath in the air is very old.

"It's not that far away. The ninety-nine ultimate, I heard before, was in the last mythical era." Hao Hongtian said lightly.

The other two beasts are clear in their hearts.

"Oh, the mouse said, in fact, what I am most concerned about is that the six ancestors of the Hong family, his mother, knows that they haven't appeared yet, and I don't know what the hell is in the manuscript." The dead mouse stood on Hong Yu's head and shouted.

"It's already here." Hong Jitian suddenly stopped moving forward. Suddenly, there was a strong murderous intention on his body. He turned around and looked at Hong Yu and smiled faintly. "Yuer, the six ancestors of the Hong family have come. Be ready for battle. This will be the most test for you."

Have the six ancestors of the Hong family come? But Hong Yu did not feel it at all, which shows the strength of the six ancestors of the Hong family. If he hadn't met his father first, he was afraid that this battle would be really troublesome. He couldn't even feel it when they came. Such a battle really made people tremble.

Hong Yu nodded, and his chest burned with a fierce fighting spirit in an instant. Hundreds of feet of death knives buzzed and trembled on his head, killing awe-inspiringly.

"Little brother..." Feeling the strong fighting spirit revealed from Hong Yu, Yan Xianzi was vaguely worried. You know, their enemy is the sixth ancestor of the Hong family. As the ancestor of the first family in ancient times, its strength is completely conceivable.

"Sister Fairy, it doesn't matter. I've never been a flower in the greenhouse. I can't grow up without experiencing extreme battles." Hong Yu took care of a wisp of green silk in front of Liyan Fairy's forehead and grinned.

"Hmm." Fairy Yan nodded gently.

Brush!

Hong Yu let go of Fairy Yan and rose directly to the sky. He frowned at the vast void. Until now, he still did not feel the breath of the six ancestors of the Hong family.

After slightly lifting his breath, Hong Yu suddenly shouted: "The six ancestors of the Hong family, come out. Haven't you always wanted to kill our family? Now, I'm coming!"

Hong Yu's voice went straight to the sky, shaking the void and echoing in the ninety-nine channels.

As Hong Yu's roar fell, six figures suddenly appeared in front of him and rushed here quickly. In the blink of an eye, he came to Hong Yu. The six ancestors of the Hong family were so powerful that they stood in front of Hong Yu, and Hong Yu felt as if six mountains had moved in front of him.

"Hum, the legendary people of the Hong family are good, and they have grown up well." One of the six people nodded to Hong Yu, "The only thing that makes people dissatisfied is that they are so reckless that they don't even pay attention to the six ancestors of our Hong family."

With his eyes slightly staring, Hong Yu shook his head and said lightly, "Our department and your six ancestors will eventually be unable to escape a battle. The early war and the late battle are all the same."

At the bottom, Hong Jitian, Yan Xianzi, dead mice and little things saw that the six ancestors of the Hong family had appeared, and they all rose to the sky and stood beside Hong Yu. In an instant, the three and two beasts all entered a state of battle.

"Six stupid old fools, get out of the way, little boy, it's awesome." The little thing held up its furry claws and muttered to the six ancestors of the Hong family.

The dead mouse also turned into a vigilant mouse the size of a house, holding its tail tightly on the mouse's claws, which looks powerful and funny. It waved its tail a few times and shouted, "The six old bastards of the Hong family, get out of me. If you don't roll, you're welcome."

Listening to the best words, a trace of anger appeared on the faces of the six ancestors of the Hong family, but they finally endured it and did not attack. The eldest ancestor of the Hong family was dressed in a blue robe, with white beard fluttering, and fairy bones. His thin hand suddenly stretched out his thin hand: "Hand over the ancestral secret of the Hong family, "Demon Slayer" For the sake of the Hong family at the same time, we can spare you to die and go back to Hong's house for a hundred years.

Looking at the big hand stretched out by the ancestor of the Hong family, Hong Yu shook his head and said lightly, "You six people, together with Hong Qixiao, deceived the endless years of the Hong family. They really don't deserve to be the ancestors of the Hong family. "The Demon Slayer" was assigned to me by the ancestors. It belongs to me. Why should I give it to you? You."

"What, Yuer, "The Devil Slayer" was originally assigned to you by the ancestors?" Hong Jitian beside him looked at Hong Yu with in surprise when he heard the words.

"Hmm." Hong Yu nodded, "I'm actually the object of the specific cultivation of the ancestors of the Hong family. "The Demon Slayer" is his last words to leave for me."

"Haha, it seems that I stole Demon Slayer in the past. It turned out that it belonged to my son. In this way, I, Hong Jitian, am not a sinner of the Hong family."

Hong Jitian looked up to the sky and laughed and was very happy. Although he stole "Demon Slayer" for Hong Yu, over the years, he finally felt guilty and stole the Hong family's treasures. From a moral point of view, it was ultimately unspeakable.

However, now all the guilt in his heart has dissipated, because "The Demon Slayer" is originally Hong Yu's thing!

suddenly, he looked cold, and his eyes looked at the six ancestors of the Hong family in front of him like two substantial swords, almost penetrating their souls: "The six ancestors of the Hong family, you are really shameless. What do I care about you with my son's things? I have been foolishly chased and killed by you for so many years. Because of my guilt, I dare not resist too much and can only run for my life. However, all this will become a thing of the past!"

Hong Jitian, who took off the burden of his heart, is more than twice as powerful as before: "In the past, I was also a cultivation genius of the Hong family. Now, I want to fight with you! Let's see how strong my combat power is!"

"Nonsense, boy, don't talk nonsense here!" The six ancestors of the Hong family roared on the spot and shouted at Hong Yu, "The Demon Slayer is the treasure of the whole Hong family. How can it be yours alone?"