"Two Dao brothers, it's been a long time since we said goodbye last time!" said the Falling Wind Holy Son with a smile, greeting the Hengyu Holy Son and the Abyss Holy Son.

Compared with the four new holy families, on the surface, the relationship between the three holy places is more harmonious, but this is just the appearance, in private, there are not a few who fight openly and secretly, it can be called a torrent and an undercurrent, but it is not known to outsiders.

Hearing the Falling Wind Holy Son say this, the Hengyu Holy Son and the Abyss Holy Son glanced at each other, and then they both laughed.

Hengyu Holy Son said: "I haven't seen him for a few years, and Brother Luofeng Dao is still so polite, which makes this Holy Son very flattered. ”

"Brother Hengyu Dao, are you referring to Brother Luofeng Dao's hypocrisy as always?" said the Holy Son of the Abyss with a smile.

"Hypocrisy, is there any?" Hengyu Holy Son pretended to be stupid and shirked: "Brother Abyss Dao, you said this, and it has nothing to do with me. In case Brother Luofeng Dao is angry, you must bear it alone, and you must not implicate me. Otherwise, I'd be upset. ”

"Brother Hengyu can rest assured, this holy son has always done things alone, and he will never be the same as someone, one in front and one on the back. Patting his chest, the Holy Son of the Abyss swore solemnly.

"Who is someone?" asked Hengyu Saint Son in confusion.

"Brother Hengyu Dao, this is your mistake, if someone is not you, could it be me?" said the Holy Son of the Abyss.

The Son understood. The Holy Son of Hengyu bowed his head and said, "It means that it's not you, it's not me, but who is it?"

……

Between the two, singing and harmonizing, ridicule and ridicule, full of tacit understanding. If you don't know, you must think how harmonious the relationship between the two is.

In fact, otherwise, the performance of the two would not be so obvious, and it is clearly a forced tacit understanding.

Listening to those words in his ears, the smile on the face of the Falling Wind Holy Son remained unchanged, as if he had long been accustomed to such a scene, and said lightly: "The two Daoist brothers are still so humorous. ”

"Brother Luofeng Dao, you are clearly very angry, but you use the excuse that this Holy Son and Brother Dao of the Abyss are humorous, which is really hypocritical. Shaking his head, Hengyu Holy Son said casually.

The Luofeng Holy Son said disapplausively: "It turns out that Brother Hengyu Daoist you think so, it seems that this Holy Son is wrong, but it doesn't matter, after entering the ancestral road, see the true chapter again." ”

"Oh, it seems that Brother Luofeng Dao is prepared!" Hengyu Holy Son said slowly, raising his eyes and looking behind Luofeng Holy Son.

In an instant, there was a familiar figure that could not be more familiar, and entered the sight of the Hengyu Holy Son.

When that figure came into sight, Hengyu Saint Son was stunned for a moment, almost thinking that he was hallucinating, and then his face suddenly changed, unbelievably very.

"Jiang Feng!" Hengyu Saint Son said in a deep voice.

He had dealt with Jiang Feng, but the experience of dealing with him was not pleasant in any way, and when he saw Jiang Feng again, all kinds of things from the past involuntarily emerged from the depths of his mind, making Hengyu Holy Son's face look ugly in an instant.

"Jiang Feng?"

Hearing Hengyu Holy Son say these two words, a look of surprise flashed across the face of the Holy Son of the Abyss, and even though he raised his eyes to look at it.

The three of the Purple Moon Holy Maidens are all familiar faces, so there is no doubt that that unfamiliar face is Jiang Feng.

"Is he Jiang Feng?" said the Abyss Holy Son in his heart.

This is the first time that the Holy Son of the Abyss has seen Jiang Feng, but it has in no way hindered the Holy Son of the Abyss from being familiar with Jiang Feng, recently, Jiang Feng has been in the limelight, even if they are the Holy Sons in the Holy Land, they cannot be compared.

"Something is wrong. The Holy Son of the Abyss muttered to himself.

At the time of the battlefield outside the territory, the biggest loss was the Lingyun Holy Land, in terms of the style of the Falling Wind Holy Son, even if he didn't kill Jiang Feng, it would definitely make Jiang Feng pay a heavy price.

Who would have thought that the Falling Wind Holy Son would actually come together with Jiang Feng.

Such a scene is too strange and incredible, not only the Hengyu Holy Son is incomprehensible, but the Abyss Holy Son is also incomprehensible.

"Hengyu Holy Son, don't come unharmed. Jiang Feng said expressionlessly.

The reactions of the Hengyu Holy Son and the Abyss Holy Son were all taken into Jiang Feng's eyes, and their respective reactions were all expected.

"What do you say?" asked Hengyu Saint Son in a cold voice.

Jiang Feng smiled indifferently and said, "What does your life or death have to do with me?"

"Huh?"

On the forehead of the Hengyu Holy Son, the green tendons jumped violently, and he said sharply: "Jiang Feng, you are seeking your own death, this Holy Son will treat you as the whole!"

Last time I said goodbye, the Holy Son of Hengyu remembered the humiliation deeply, but because of the ancestral road, he has been unable to do anything.

Now that Jiang Feng took the initiative to send it to the door, how can he grasp such an opportunity?

"Hengyu Holy Son, that person is the Jiang Feng you mentioned?" Behind Hengyu Holy Son, a figure slowly walked forward, staring at Jiang Feng from a distance, and asked.

"It's him. Hengyu Holy Son nodded.

"It's kind of interesting!" the man squinted and smiled, and said, "This person will be handed over to me Tang Yuan to deal with." ”

The number of Holy Sons and Holy Maidens in the Lingyun Holy Land was a total of four, and in the Blood Jade Holy Land, there were a total of three Holy Sons and Holy Maidens, and this monk named Tang Yuan was one of the foreign aides invited by the Blood Jade Holy Land.

Hearing Tang Yuan say this, Hengyu Holy Son smiled slightly and said, "Then I will rest assured." ”

"Rest assured, the Son will not live long. Tang Yuan said, extremely conceited.

At the same time, in the flying palace of the Star-Moon Holy Land, there was also a young monk who walked to the side of the Holy Son of the Abyss, this person was a foreign aid invited by the Star-Moon Holy Land, named Mo Chen.

"This matter is really a bit incomprehensible. Mo Chen said, referring to the matter of the Falling Wind Holy Son inviting Jiang Feng.

The Holy Son of the Abyss felt the same way, and muttered: "It's really weird, but the Holy Son of the Falling Wind has never played cards according to common sense, so what calculations does he have, unless he takes the initiative to expose it, otherwise, it is difficult to understand." ”

"This is playing with fire, have you ever thought that you will play with fire**?" snorted coldly, Mo Chen said.

The Holy Son of the Abyss laughed and said, "If the Holy Son of the Falling Wind is not sure, how can he play with fire?" But although I can't understand this matter, in the final analysis, it is just a matter of profit. ”

There is no eternal enemy in this world, and the only eternal thing is profit.

The words of the Holy Son of the Abyss are exactly such a meaning.

Mo Chen was thoughtful, and after a while, he said: "What I'm worried about is the plot of the Falling Wind Holy Son, since he went the opposite way to invite Jiang Feng, there is no doubt that the plot is not small." ”

"Each by his own means!" said the Holy Son of the Abyss disapprehensively.

The Holy Son of the Abyss felt that, as the Holy Son of the Falling Wind said, the true chapter was seen on the ancestral road, no matter how big the Holy Son of the Falling Wind had, he had to speak with his strength after all.

If the strength is not good, the so-called ambition will only be a joke!

An invisible confrontation affected the three flying palaces, and time passed, about two hours or so, and the void here trembled.

Everyone raised their heads, and looked at the sky almost uniformly, and saw that the clouds there were slowly dispersing towards both sides in a seemingly messy but extremely orderly way. It's like there's a big invisible hand that's pushing away the clouds.

A pillar of golden light descended, illuminating this slightly dim space as if it were day, the golden light was dazzling, and in the very center, it was like a small sun hanging from it, even if it was a real person, it was impossible to look at it directly.

It wasn't until dozens of breaths later that the golden light slowly faded away, and it was clearly visible, and in the middle of the scattered clouds, a road lay there.

"Zulu?"

Someone whispered, and at this moment, the breathing became irrepressibly heavy.

That is the ancestral road, also known as the road of the saints, the ancestors of the three holy places have walked this road one after another, no one knows the origin of this road, and no one knows the past of this road.

It was a dusty past, but today, that past will be unveiled with the opening of the ancestral road.

"There is no suppression of the rules of the Great Dao?" another voice came out, very surprised.

Except for that dazzling golden light, Zulu appeared, everything here was ordinary, but it was a holy miracle, and such an ordinary thing was counterintuitive.

Everyone looked at each other and pondered.

Immediately, I saw a figure move, and in the void, pulled out a white light, stepped away, and in an instant, it was to step on that road.

It was the Holy Son of Hengyu, he was the first to move, and he was full of spirits.

Then came the Holy Son of the Abyss, almost at about the same time, and also embarked on that path.

"Brush ......"

Following these two people, one after another figures went across the sky, and the flesh crossed the sky, such a scene was not spectacular.

"It's time for us to act. With a wave of his hand, the Falling Wind Holy Son said.

The words fell, and the Falling Wind Holy Son stepped out, soaring upward, and the three Purple Moon Holy Maidens followed closely behind, acting separately.

Jiang Feng was the last to act, and by the time Jiang Feng stepped on the ancestral road, there were already people who followed this road and went deeper.

"The ancestral road is indeed a road!" Jiang Feng said silently.

That feeling of being down-to-earth, endlessly real, but such a road, lying across the sky, is very strange.

The Divine Consciousness was released at this moment and swept over, but it was only a distance of about a few hundred meters, and it was as if some kind of barrier had been set up there, and Jiang Feng's Divine Consciousness could not penetrate through it at all.

"Strange!" Jiang Feng frowned.

In terms of the strength of his divine consciousness, his mind moved, sweeping thousands of miles. But on this road, it is only a few hundred meters away.

"Let's go!"

However, he couldn't wait for Jiang Feng to think about it, and the voice of the Falling Wind Holy Son sounded again.

The people of the Blood Jade Holy Land and the Star Moon Holy Land were very impatient, rushing to get there, compared to it, the Lingyun Holy Land had become the backward side, and the Falling Wind Holy Son urged loudly, but he didn't want the benefits on the ancestral path to fall into the hands of the Blood Jade Holy Land and the Star Moon Holy Land.

The three of the Purple Moon Holy Maidens had the same idea, and immediately surrounded the Falling Wind Holy Son, and quickly moved forward, chasing after the two holy land people in front of them.

"How can it be a road?" Jiang Feng muttered, many doubts surging from the depths of his heart!