Mysterious I came a billion years later

Chapter 1320 Oppression
Compared with the joy and calmness on one side of Lin Tian, ​​the Diming Saint Ancestor on the other side was the opposite.

"What! Lord Diming Holy Ancestor! You! What did you bet on?" Shan Lao stood in front of Diming Holy Ancestor and roared crazily, his breath and saliva almost spraying on Diming Holy Ancestor's face.

Saint Ancestor Di Ming, who was originally holding the tea calmly and wanting to take a sip, was frightened by Shan Lao's sudden roar. It was not because he was frightened by Shan Lao's loud voice.

But he was frightened by Shan Lao's courage. Who gave him Shan Lao such courage? Or what gave Shan Lao such courage that he dared to roar at a being who was half a step to the peak of the Holy Saint? Spray?

Holy Ancestor Di Ming gently put down the tea lid and took down the tea cup.

Holy Ancestor Di Ming, who originally wanted to imitate Holy Lord Xuan Fei and waste some time drinking tea, finally managed to save up some good mood and sentiment, was suddenly wiped out by Shan Lao's roar.

But Holy Ancestor Di Ming was not in a hurry to slap the old man to death. After all, he was already a senior figure in Tianbaoshan. He had to have a legitimate reason to slap this guy to death.

Besides, Holy Ancestor Di Ming is now very curious about the reason why Shan Lao dared to commit such a crime, and he is curious about the reason why Shan Lao did such a thing.

This curiosity was greater than Saint Ancestor Di Ming's desire to punish Shan Lao.

So, Saint Ancestor Di Ming, who had put down the tea set, waved his hands, dusted off his robe, and stood up from his seat.

He showed a smile that he thought was very bright, looked at Mr. Shan and asked with a smile, "Lao Shan, who gave you the courage to talk to me like this."

And this scene fell in Shan Lao's eyes. From the moment Saint Ancestor Di Ming stood up, he seemed to be shrunk countless times, or in other words, Saint Ancestor Di Ming was enlarged countless times.

The smile shown by the Diming Saint Ancestor formed a huge bloody face in the sky.

Although he still had a smile, the lifeless and desolate feeling made Shan Lao shudder.

At the same time, it also calmed down Shan Lao's boiling blood.

In an instant, Shan Lao's cold sweat soaked his back.

Shan Lao began to think about what he was doing now.

How could I be so reckless?

Recalling the world before a stick of incense, I was still mining the best immortal sources with the disciples of Tianbaoshan. Although I looked embarrassed while working hard, I saw the smiling faces of the disciples who got the immortal sources. Very beautiful.

But at this time, a loud voice came from the sky: "Shan Lao, come to the meeting hall."

The sound echoed through the Immortal Source Veins. Shan Lao raised his head in response and recognized the voice of the Diming Holy Ancestor.

Just when he was about to leave, he found that all the Tianbaoshan disciples were looking at him with wide eyes.

Those eyes were full of all kinds of worries.

When Shan Lao saw these eyes, his heart was suddenly filled with strength. Even if he would be punished by the Tianbao Holy Sect for the crime of deceiving the public in the future, he would die without regrets.

He looked back at the owners with worried eyes one by one, nodded at these lovely disciples, and told them not to worry too much about themselves. I will come back as soon as I go, and you can continue to mine with peace of mind.

Then he took a step forward and flew towards the meeting hall of Tianbaoshan.

I saw the Diming Saint Ancestor who was summoning a whirlwind to play.

Natou then bowed to Holy Ancestor Di Ming, but an invisible force stopped him on his knees and prevented him from bowing down.

"Okay, I don't like these vain etiquettes. I want to be simple. From now on, I just need to cultivate myself well and avoid red tape. I'm not that guy Xuanfei." It turns out that Diming Saint Ancestor didn't like this kind of flattery and bowed down. The red tape prevented Shan Lao from worshiping him.After all, the Holy Ancestor of Diming has never worshiped the saints, but has always respected them with Taoism.This is his own pride.

Then Holy Ancestor Di Ming finally succeeded in playing with the whirlwind and summoned the kind of tea that he saw Holy Master Xuanfei drinking before.

When he first came to Tianbao Mountain and saw Holy Master Xuanfei drinking alone, he didn't have the nerve to ask for a drink.

Now that Holy Lord Xuanfei has finally left, he is the only one in Tianbaoshan, and he can finally have a cup of tea without being disturbed by anyone.

Saint Ancestor Di Ming suddenly felt better.

By the way, the old man was also pleased with his eyes.

Originally, I just wanted to ask Shan Lao to prepare the outer space of Tianbao Mountain, where he would have a new gambling battle with Emperor Lin Tian in ten days.

But because of the good mood brought by this tea, Holy Ancestor Di Ming decided to explain to this old man a little more about his battle bet with Lin Tian.

I happily finished the adapted version of Di Ming Shengzu, telling the story of how he cleverly coaxed a somewhat silly Emperor into betting his own half-step Holy Immortal Artifact, and then had a decisive battle ten days later.

After finishing speaking, he paused for a moment, waiting for Shan Lao's shock and appreciation, but instead he saw Shan Lao whose eyes were wide open and speechless.

And Shan Lao's hands were trembling slightly.

Holy Ancestor Di Ming laughed. He did not expect that this old man would be so supportive. He was so surprised that he was speechless.

Then I’m afraid the next step will be for Shan Lao to be praised as much as the sea water.
Holy Ancestor Di Ming nodded, feeling that he should take another sip of tea at this time to be more perfect, so he lowered his proud head.

Just when Holy Ancestor Diming lowered his head to ask for the tea from the river.

Shan Lao walked quickly to the front of Holy Ancestor Di Ming. He was very fast and very quick, and he stepped in front of Holy Ancestor Di Ming in a few steps.

After shouting the first sentence, Shan Lao saw that he seemed to have stunned the Holy Ancestor Di Ming.

But then Shan Lao became afraid.

The bloody face in the sky seemed to be real, constantly attacking him with an invisible murderous aura and power.

It almost pressed Shan Lao into the ground.

At this time, Shan Lao swallowed nervously and found that as if he was frightened by fear, the temperature of his body suddenly rose to a limit, almost burning all the water in his body.

And that face was getting closer and closer, and gradually Shan Lao felt that his whole body was about to be crushed.

Holy Ancestor Di Ming stopped smiling, and the feeling of being about to be crushed disappeared from Shan Lao's body in an instant.

Shan Lao's knees weakened when he could no longer hold up, and he fell to the ground. He placed his head on the ground with his hands and kept breathing heavily.

Holy Ancestor Di Ming watched all this expressionlessly.

Cold and powerful.

(End of this chapter)