"Jiu Siwuer, your cultivation is too low to get close to it! But, with the Prosperous Father, now, let the Prosperous Father take you there."

Luo Tian’s rolling voice was like thunder, every word was absorbed into Lin Hao’s heart.

What he was referring to was of course the illusory world at the last nine Fushan Mountains, and it was also a coffin in the last hundred levels of the illusory world at the Demon Mountains.

As for who is in the coffin?

Lin Hao didn't know.

"The Three Thousand Great Dao, the ancient Taoist master's realm, only you can explore it yourself."

"Remember, my demonic path inherits and enfeoffs all heavens!"

"If you hold this thought, you can reach the sky."

When Luo Tian's words fell, he suddenly took Lin Hao forward.

The moment he stepped in front of him, the black winds were howling around him, and the black winds from the outside world were filled with evil and destruction. I am afraid that even if the immortals approached, they would instantly be destroyed.

But, who is Luo Tian?

Is it the third generation of demon master of the ancient demon immortal sect?

How could he be afraid of these black winds?

As the black wind whistled, Luo Tian waved his sleeves and said, "Jiu Si Wu, follow me and open the way for you for your father."

After the words fell, he waved his sleeves, and an indescribable aura directly shocked all the black winds in the foreign world.

Luo Tian is in front! Lin Hao is behind! One is the father! The other is the son! He protects Lin Hao.

Just step forward step by step.

Looking at Luo Tian who was blocking everything for him in front of him, Lin Hao felt a sense of family affection in his heart for some reason.

Logically speaking, Lin Hao was just lying on Luo Jiusi's bones, and he was not Luo Jiusi at all. But for some reason, when he saw Luo Tian blocking everything for his son, he suddenly envied Luo Jiusi.

He envied him for having such a father.

Over the years, Lin Hao has never felt fatherly love.

Whether before falling?

It was still after falling to Earth that he had never felt family affection.

His father?

Mother?

Who is it?

He didn't even know.

Even his name "Lin Hao" was given the name Lin Hao by his master after he joined the Ten Thousand Medicine Sect of the Southern Region.

Now that Lin Hao suddenly felt deeply moved when he saw Luo Tian being discussed by the disciples of Liufeng for his son.

"Who is my father?"

“If he is still alive?

Will he care about me like this?"

Lin Hao murmured and looked up at the sky and thought.

"Jiu Siwuer, you are about to step into the ancient illusion of the last level of the sky, follow me closely."

Luo Tian in front suddenly said loudly.

Lin Hao nodded quickly.

Under Luo Tian's protection, the two walked towards the nine Fushan Mountains step by step.

As they kept approaching the nine talisman mountains, suddenly, the illusion in front of them turned into an ancient battlefield. This battlefield was extremely majestic, with nine blood-colored suns hanging in the sky, the earth was vicissitudes and countless broken marks. On this ancient battlefield, there were thousands of monsters and some immortal corpses that they didn't know at all.

Some immortals have red gold all over their bodies, while others have blue light all over their bodies, while others have huge bodies like a mountain.

"Jiu Siwuer, what you see is the earliest projection of the ancient world of the Demon Immortal Ancient Sect. It is not real, but it is not false! Everything is in your own thoughts."

As Luo Tian fell, the two of them had appeared on this vast ancient battlefield.

After the two of them entered this ancient battlefield, the ground suddenly trembled around them, and cracks that were dozens of feet long spread from the earth. Immediately afterwards, in the void, shadows of immortals flew towards them in terrifyingly.

Those immortals, some demons, some people, and demon fairies who exuded endless majestic aura! They seemed to hate outsiders like Luo Tian and Lin Hao. When they saw him, their father and son, they immediately exuded a violent aura and rushed over directly.

Lin Hao only felt that the blood in his body seemed to have frozen. Facing the countless immortals and demons in front of him, he had already lacked the courage to accumulate spiritual power.

However, Luo Tian, ​​who was standing in front of him, suddenly roared: "Who dares to deal with my third generation of demon masters as the first battlefield of the ancient world?

Hum! Overestimate one's own abilities!"

As he finished speaking, Luo Tianyi pointed his hand.

This finger directly made the ancient illusion in front of you tremble. The magnificent power collapsed in an instant when countless demons flew over! Strong! It is truly powerful!! These immortals in the ancient illusion were killed by Luo Tian’s finger! How mighty! Lin Hao was completely stunned when he looked at this scene! This is the demon master of the ancient demon immortal sect! This is the real magical power! Kill tens of immortals with one finger.

"Jiu Si, follow us as your father!"

"Take a way for you for your father!"

A great voice came from Luo Tian's mouth again.

Lin Hao felt for the first time what protection is and what warmth is.

With a "hmm", Lin Hao followed Luo Tian tightly.

Luo Tian's shadow like a god kept pointing out and killing the demonic immortals, human immortals, and demon immortals in the ancient illusion that came around! Those immortals could not get close to Luo Tian at all. No matter who they were, they would die! Walking all the way! The immortals fell! Only Luo Tian took Lin Hao and stepped through the nine talisman mountains step by step! The first! The second! The third... In Luo Tian's magic of heaven, in the blink of an eye, he took Lin Hao to the ninth talisman mountains! The nine golden mountains composed of runes represent the last nine levels of the demon mountain.

Now, under Luo Tian’s leadership, they have arrived at the 99th floor.

As Luo Tian arrived with Lin Hao, the ancient battlefield where nine suns were hanging suddenly disappeared, and then a vast ocean appeared with no end! Above that ocean, a white-haired old man was sitting calmly on the water, fishing there! He just sat there, no breath emitted from his body.

"Forehead?"

When Lin Hao saw this scene, he was not only stunned.

He originally thought that the last level of Fushan Illusion should be the most dangerous, but he never expected that an old fisherman would suddenly appear?

Who is this old man?

How could it appear in this ancient illusion?

Just as Lin Hao was thinking so strangely, Luo Tian suddenly walked towards the old man, and then bowed slightly! This bow made Lin Hao stunned! The third generation of demon master of the ancient demon immortal sect actually worshiped the old man in this ancient illusion?

What's going on?

?

"I want to take my son Jiusi over."

Luo Tian finally spoke.

"This is not in line with the rules!"

The old fisherman didn't look back and said coldly.

"I am the third generation of demon lord, the last one of the ancient demon immortal sects."

“This is still non-compliant.”

The old man said again.

"Myer Jiusi, I heard the sound from the coffin. Isn't that okay?"

Luo Tian suddenly said.

When Luo Tian said "that coffin", the old fisherman suddenly turned his face and an old book-like face appeared in front of Lin Hao.

One of his pair of cold eyes that were as cold as the abyss of hell, looked at Lin Hao tightly.

"He, really heard it?"
Chapter completed!