Invincible BOSS System - Chapter 857

Chen Xinglie’s three feet landed on Tongtian Peak, and a quaint courtyard appeared in front of them.

The gate of the courtyard opened automatically, with a creaking sound, with a strong historical atmosphere, it seemed that the gate was opened and it was not just the courtyard that was pushed open.

There are also all kinds of history drifting on the long river of history.

“come in.”

The previous voice sounded again, and the three of Chen Xinglie stepped into the courtyard.

Mo Antian’s expression changed, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

There is a sense of Taoism here, and it is not clear whether one is going to live or die.

But if I don’t step into this courtyard, I’m afraid I won’t know in this life whether I can return to that blue planet.

There is a towering tree in the center of the courtyard, swaying its branches in the ice and snow, adding a green and a vitality to this pale world.

An old man with white beard and hair dressed as a Taoist priest is now closing his eyes and sitting cross-legged under this towering tree.

A whisk was placed on Lao Dao’s knees, as pale as the surrounding ice and snow.

The veteran figure seems to have a faint feeling of wanting to merge with this world.

The strength of this old way is unfathomable!

This is the feeling that the Devil God felt after seeing the old way.

The old way in front of me is even more terrifying than it was two hundred years ago!

Even though he has made great progress in these two hundred years, he still feels a dangerous breath of dying in this old way.

“You’re back.”

Lao Dao opened his eyes, two divine lights shot out from his eyes, piercing Chen Xinglie.

However, Chen Xinglie did not dodge, nor did he have any intention to dodge in his eyes.

He knew that this old way would not hurt him. If the old way really wanted him to die, there would be no need to save him two hundred years ago. At that time, Tiandao would definitely kill Chen Xinglie on the spot.

When the two divine lights were about to come into contact with Chen Xinglie, they turned into starlights and shattered suddenly, dissipating between the heaven and the earth.

“Thank you senior for saving your life back then!”

Chen Xinglie bent over and arched his hands, and said respectfully towards the old way.

The old Dao had a smile in his eyes and a somewhat satisfied look.

Looking at Chen Xinglie, he said leisurely: “You don’t have to thank me, the old way of coming to this world is just an order from that person.”

The Demon God was taken aback, and such a terrifying old way of strength was only ordered by that person.

The figure in the old Daokou, the demon **** buried deep in his memory, suddenly appeared in his mind.

It was a terrifying man, looking like a middle-aged man, but the breath on his body seemed to have spanned thousands of years, coming from the long river of history.

Biting the tip of his tongue, a sharp pain came, and the devil regained his consciousness.

That man was too terrifying, he just thought of the figure in the depths of his memory, and he almost fell into an illusion.

“Dare to ask Senior, who is that?”

Chen Xinglie looked at the old way and asked.

The old Dao did not immediately respond to Chen Xinglie, but stretched out a hand, bent his five fingers slightly, and made a calculation.

The five fingers keep beating, seeming to be spying on a secret.

The three of them looked at the mysterious old way, and they didn’t interrupt his movements with interest.

Just standing in place, looking at the old Tao quietly, waiting for him to stop his movements.

After a long time, the old way stopped to calculate.

There was a more intense vicissitudes of life in his eyes, as if after just a short period of calculation, the years had put a heavy stroke on him.

“You have a lot of questions, I will explain them to you one by one.”

“The time has come, you have the right to know many things.”

The old man spoke, picked up the whisk in his hand and waved it gently.

A faint light curtain flew out of the dust and gradually turned into a semicircle, covering the entire peak of Tongtian Peak.

Obviously, this is to isolate some existing probes, so as to isolate whoever probes.

All the people present knew that besides the Dao of the day in this world, who else is worthy of the old Dao?

“First, you are wondering if you can return to that world.”

The old Dao looked at Mo Antian, Chen Xinglie and the Demon God were both taken aback. Obviously, they didn’t expect this old Dao to be the first to choose Mo Antian to solve their confusion.

Even if Chen Xinglie had already said about his troubles before, the old way still chose to help Mo Antian first.

Mo Antian nodded, waiting for the next words of Old Dao.

“Difficult, if you return to that piece of heaven and earth, the end result will be death.”

The old Dao sighed slightly, and said with some sigh.

Mo Antian’s expression changed, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

He stared at the old Dao, and said gloomily: “You are lying to me, I am a child of the Demon Dao, and the Demon God Luohu is my ancestor. If I return to that world, who can do nothing about me!”

“You are from the Dao Sect, are you worried that after I go back, it will affect the Dao Sect, that’s why you say that!”

Mo Antian’s expression was full of madness, he didn’t believe the old way at all, and his words were full of accusations.

Chen Xinglie was taken aback when he heard this. Is this guy Luo Hu’s descendant?

I am grass! Who is Luo Hu?

Rumor has it that the first Demon Race was the Demon Ancestor!

Even if it was the so-called Demon God of the Demon Realm around him, in terms of seniority, I am afraid that in front of the Demon Ancestor Luohu, he was only a descendant of the Demon Dao.

The premonition in my heart is right, this Demon Antian is indeed a descendant of Luohu Demon Ancestor!

The demon **** on the side also blinked, and this was the second time he heard the word Luohu!

Who is this guy called the Demon God!

“Don’t be anxious, listen to the old ways and finish.”

“You are not a descendant of Luo Hu, but a ray of his mind.”

“Luo Hu practiced a practice called the Demon Disintegration Dafa tens of thousands of years ago, which is to divide his soul into tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of independent consciousness bodies.”

The old Tao slowly recounted these things that only existed in myths and legends in the past, and Chen Xinglie listened with gusto.

The Demon God was also dumbfounded. In the old way of telling, he knew who this so-called Rahu Demon God was.

That is definitely a terrifying existence, even if it is himself, compared to him, I am afraid it can only be regarded as a disciple and grandchild of the devil.

Mo Antian’s face was dim, and there was no divine light in his eyes, only a deep loss and deathly silence.

In the old way of telling, his Mo Antian is just one of Luo Hui’s countless soul clones.

And Luohu’s cultivation method of the disintegration of the demon is to swallow and merge again after the soul splits into countless individuals, until more than half of the soul individuals merge into one.

Luo Hu’s consciousness will be awakened again, as long as all soul individuals are swallowed, Luo Hu’s strength will go even further.

That is truly on top of the peak, one step further!