This scene caused the disciples of Bodhi Mountain present to take a breath, and their eyes were full of endless fear.

A disciple left quickly and informed the elder.

"presumptuous"

Finally, the elder of Bodhi Mountain was alarmed, stood up and saw the strangely dead disciple of Bodhi Mountain, immediately furious, shouted to the gray-robed youth.

However, the gray-robed young man ignored the reason and wandered in the direction of the Bodhi tree.

"stop"

Behind him, the elder of Mount Bodhi shouted in anger and anger, and reached out a big hand, the space shattered, and descended on the gray-robed youth's head, the power of terror permeated, like a mountain, to suppress the gray-robed youth.

If the gray-robed man feels something, he raises his hand, and a gray air current winds between his palms and fingers, and touches the elder.

Bang!

The elder vomited blood and flew out, crashing a mountain.

The disciples around Bodhi Mountain looked at the gray-robed young man in shock. This person is so terrifying that the elder of Bodhi Mountain is not an enemy in a round.

This elder, at any rate, is a holy monarch who has the same realm as the opponent.

The face of the injured elder changed drastically, because his palm was covered by a layer of weird gray weapon, and the vitality in his body was fading fast, all being absorbed by the gray mist entwined in his hand.

With a solemn expression, he quickly urged Dao Huo, his arm quickly covered with a layer of flame, and the gray air current was madly burning.

Puff puff puff!

However, this gray airflow condensed and did not disperse, and the death aura spread, without fear of the flame burning, and still swallowing his vitality while being wrapped in flames.

"This, how is it possible?" The elder's expression changed drastically, and a chill came out of his heart. What kind of strange energy is this, even Dao Huo can't get rid of it.

The breeze moved slightly, and the Xuanwu Pill Sage appeared in front of the elder, frowning, and then his palm was covered with fire, helping him to drive away the gray air current entangled in his palm.

The Taoist Fire of Xuanwu Pill Sage was much hotter than the elder's Taoist Fire, and the gray air current evaporated within a few strokes.

The elder who had saved his life had lingering fears, and he looked at the gray-robed youth again with a touch of deep fear.

The gray-robed youth who was heading towards the Bodhi tree suddenly stopped, but didn't say anything and moved on.

Xuanwu Pill Sage glanced at the gray-robed young man with a serious face, looked at the surrounding disciples of Mount Bodhi, and said: "Keep away from him."

Seeing the gray-robed youth behaving so arrogantly, the disciples of Mount Bodhi suddenly thought of the deeds of the Tianjiao activities in various parts of the Central Region in the recent period, their eyes widened and their hearts trembled.

This gray-robed youth, shouldn't he be one of the arrogances of the upper realm?

All the disciples were far away, but their eyes were on the gray-robed youth.

The gray-robed youth had already arrived in front of the Bodhi tree under the gaze of everyone, and looked calmly at the old tree in front.

Three seconds after "meeting the predecessor", the gray-robed youth spoke politely, breaking the tranquility here.

"Junior of the Cursed World" Bodhi Patriarch spoke, giving a glimpse of the origin of this person.

"Senior is really not a person from Ten Regions" A strange color flashed in the gray eyes of the gray robe youth.

"Why come here"

"The junior came all the way, in order to ask for something, I hope the senior will complete it," the gray-robed youth said calmly.

Bodhi ancestor said: "What do you want to ask for, I don't have what you need here."

The gray-robed youth said very seriously: "Yes, half of the life of the senior, the junior wants it."

As soon as these words came out, a terrifying pressure enveloped the boundless space. This was the anger of the Bodhi ancestor. The Xuanwu Pill Sage stood in the void and did not speak, but his eyes were sternly staring at the gray-robed youth, his breath was heavy.

The young man in the gray robe is not good.

Bodhi Patriarch’s cold voice resounded through the void: "Do you know what you are talking about."

The majestic old tree glowed all over, countless branches swinging, spraying green clouds, but without the peaceful atmosphere of the past, there was a little fierceness in the air.

The words of the gray-robed youth made the Bodhi ancestor angry. Half of his life origin is equivalent to half of his life. Moreover, it is detrimental to the foundation of future practice. Even if you enter nine days later, your life can only stop under the deity.

There was a suffocating coercion in the air. If this person is not a genius from the upper realm, and has a killer's skill close to him, just relying on the disrespectful words of the gray-robed youth just now, the Bodhi ancestor would have shot it.

"roll"

After a little while, the ancestor Bodhi lowered his face and shouted coldly.

Although facing the two great saint kings, the gray-robed youth's face was as calm as ever, saying: "Senior, I sincerely ask for half of the origin of life, and hope it will be fulfilled."

The gray-robed youth's words were extremely sincere, but he had forgotten that what he wanted was the half-life of the Bodhi ancestor, and it was useless to say it sincerely.

"If you want to understand the rules of life, you can't rely on external forces." Bodhi Patriarch's tone was cold.

He is a sacred tree, innately masters life, two rules of wood. Ancient books have records. If the warrior can obtain the life origin of the ordinary sacred tree, he can understand the rules of life. If he is lucky, he can also comprehend the other life origin of the ancient tree. rule.

The ancient Bodhi tree is very rare and rare. The essence of heaven and earth was born. There are only a few of them. The people of Bodhi's ancestors were ingested by people and died.

Therefore, Bodhi Patriarch was very angry.

The gray-robed youth had eyes flowing with mist, staring at the ancestor Bodhi, and said seriously: "Yes, my second grandfather used the life origin of the predecessors to comprehend the two rules of life and wood. Therefore, the predecessors are still perfect. Me."

boom!

When this statement fell, a terrible storm was immediately set off on the sky. A shadow of an ancient tree occupies the entire sky, looming, releasing a mighty breath, causing the mountains to resonate, and the sun and the moon dimmed.

The ancestor of Bodhi was angry. The first time he was so angry, it turned out that he had a tribe who was taken into account by the tribe of the gray-robed youth. This was a blood feud.

Now, the gray-robed youth from the lower realm came to him and asked him to contribute the origin of his life, which raised the anger of the Bodhi ancestor to an unprecedented level.

The ancestor Bodhi looked gloomy, and said with endless coldness: "It turns out that you cursed the world also used to attack my people back then."

The gray-robed young man seemed to have not felt the anger of the Bodhi ancestor, and continued: "I still hope that the seniors will achieve it."

The ancestor of Bodhi sneered again and again and was angry. He thought of his fellow clan members, who had been deprived of the source of life by the warriors of the cursed world, and could no longer bear it. Long, headed towards the gray robe youth.

"Senior, do you really want to kill the younger generation?" A helpless look flashed across the gray-robed youth's eyes.

The gray-robed youth is not the opponent of the Bodhi ancestor, but he is not afraid of the latter's attack. A gray decree flies out of his eyebrows, and a gray haze is flowing on it, and a strong dead air fills the space.