Ancestor, I was going through a tribulation, but I was accidentally exposed on the live broadcast!

At this critical moment, a fly whisk fell from the sky and stood directly in front of them.

It’s the ancestor!

An Yan happily struggled out of Li Qingxuan's arms and looked up at the sky.

Sure enough, an angry An Wu appeared in front of them carrying Yuan Kong, and An Yan immediately rushed towards him, "Uuuu, Ancestor, you are finally here. If you don't come, I will go see the King of Hell. "

I have been worried and scared for a long time, and only now I dare to vent it out when I meet the person closest to me.

"It's okay, no one can bully you when the ancestor is here." An Wu patted her shoulder gently and comforted her with a few words, but his eyes were fixed on Yun He, who looked astonished.

Yun He stared at them in astonishment, then looked at the intact formations around him, with a very shocked look on his face, "This, this is impossible, how did you get in?"

"Huh, don't worry about it. You should worry about yourself." An Wu was really angry this time. He didn't expect that Yun He dared to attack An Yan without killing them all.

This time, he didn't plan to let Yun He go.

Yun He saw the murderous intent in An Wu's eyes, and felt something bad in his heart. He rolled his eyes slightly, and suddenly pointed behind An Wu and shouted: "Master!"

Then, taking advantage of An Wu's dazed moment, he immediately threw out the last life-saving magic weapon left to him by his master without hesitation.

A huge bamboo hat immediately appeared in front of everyone, spinning quickly in front of everyone. Circles of threads immediately flew out of the bamboo hat and flew straight towards Anwu.

An Wu frowned. The aura in front of him was clearly left by the powerful golden elixir. However, it seemed that it had been used too many times, and there was not much left of the spiritual power left last time.

Thinking of this, Anwu slowly stretched out his hands, and a huge suction force poured out of his hands. Slowly, the speed of the spinning hat became slower and slower.

Finally, with a soft chirp, it turned into a small palm-sized bamboo hat and lay quietly in the palm of Anwu's hand.

An Wu raised his eyes and looked forward. Yunhe, who had just planned to take advantage of this opportunity to escape, was now being blocked by a huge black dragon.

It turned out that the little dragon had also moved the moment Yunhe started to move. It roared and swooped down from the sky, blocking Yunhe's path at an extremely fast speed.

"No, it's impossible!" Yun He looked at the little dragon who was glaring at him with a trace of disbelief in his eyes. How could such a noble animal as a dragon be so obedient?

Yunhe took a step back slightly. He knew that it would be difficult for him to escape from here today. After pondering for a while, he suddenly turned around and faced Anwu:

"Let's discuss it. From today on, the grievances between us will be wiped out. You don't want to trouble me anymore, and I will never come to you again. How about that?"

He had a good idea. He should stabilize Anwu temporarily and wait until today. After all, it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge in ten years, let alone a group of immortal cultivators like them.

However, this time he had touched Anwu's bottom line, and Anwu would never give him another chance.

Seeing that An Wu didn't answer for a long time, Yunhe's face became more and more ugly. He secretly pinched his palm, and there was a thunder in it.

He secretly stole it from his master back then. It is said that it is very powerful and cannot be used easily. Once used, the land for several miles around will probably be razed to the ground.

Yun He hesitated in his heart, should he use it or not?

He stared at Yuan Kong fiercely and shouted at him through gritted teeth: "Do you really disagree with my proposal?"

There was silence all around, An Wu still didn't speak, just stood facing him with his hands behind his back, but from his expressionless face, Yun He still understood what he wanted to express.

"Okay, okay!" Yunhe said two good words in a row, and slowly opened his hand as if he had finally made up his mind.

Since death is inevitable anyway, he might as well grab a few more helpers so that he won't be alone on the road to hell.

"Hahaha!" Following a few devilish laughters, the thunderbolt was instantly thrown into the sky by Yunhe using his spiritual power.

"No!" An Wu noticed his intention, but it was too late to stop him. He could only mobilize all his spiritual power to protect An Yan and the others.

"Bang bang bang!"

The violent explosion shocked everyone around the mountain, "Oh my God, was it an earthquake just now?"

"No, I felt it was thunder."

"I felt like it was both an earthquake and thunder."

There was a lot of discussion, but no one knew exactly what happened.

Yunhe, the culprit, had been blown into powder and disappeared in this world, not even a dregs was left.

"Uh!" An Yan shook her dizzy head and felt her ears were still buzzing. She didn't see clearly what happened and was knocked unconscious.

"Are you okay?" A clear voice came clearly into her ears through the noisy buzzing, and then a burst of spiritual power penetrated directly into her body.

The cool feeling made An Yan feel much better immediately. She looked at Li Qingxuan gratefully and said, "Thank you, I'm fine."

After saying that, she suddenly thought of Anwu, and hurriedly raised her eyes. Fortunately, Anwu was standing not far from her, staring intently at the sky, not knowing what she was looking at.

"Ancestor, are you okay?" Although he didn't look like he was okay, I still felt uneasy unless he said it himself.

An Wu shook his head slightly. Although the power of the Jingtian Thunder was indeed very powerful, fortunately, Yunhe who used it was not skilled enough and could not fully exert the full power of the Jingtian Thunder. Otherwise, they would be doomed today.

Seeing him shaking his head, An Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief. She looked around and saw Xiaolong carrying Yuan Kong, but the old man was nowhere to be seen.

"What about the old man?" She asked An Wu curiously.

"Dead!" Anwu's tone was indifferent, as if he was saying that the weather is nice today.

Well, An Yan was stunned for a moment, but she was a little confused. As a good and law-abiding child, she had never experienced such a thing.

But it seems that since contacting the ancestor, everything has become somewhat normal again.

"Then what should we do now?" We can't call the police, right? There wasn't even a body found here, so the police would probably think she was mentally disturbed.

"Go back." An Wu reached out and waved to Xiaolong, and then waved to Li Qingxuan, who was still standing there.

Anwu closed his eyes and recited a few words silently. A breeze suddenly blew from the ground, blowing away all the breath that had just been left here. Then he turned around and took everyone away.

At the same time, in a certain cave, an old man with a gloomy appearance suddenly opened his eyes with enlightenment, a puzzled expression on his face.

Just now, he seemed to have sensed that his unfilial disciple was actually annihilated? ?