Wen Tian held the blood-colored dragon nail whip, his figure flashed, and he had stepped into the capital, looking at this city that was both familiar and unfamiliar, and an indescribable emotion welled up in his heart. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

There is joy and sorrow, but more anger is there.

At this time, the dragon nail whip in his hand was already a hundred feet long, and it hovered in the air like a blood dragon, which made people feel terrified.

Although it is not an earth-level weapon, nor is it a heaven-level weapon, the invisible deterrent power on its body at this time is simply stronger than that of a heaven-level weapon.

Because it can easily penetrate the body of a god realm powerhouse, let alone an earth-level weapon, even an ordinary heaven-level weapon, I am afraid it will not be able to do it.

"Kill!" The generals of the ancient domain roared wildly, slaughtered into the capital with blood-stained blades, and killed together with those cultivators of the Ji family and the soldiers of the Red Moon.

For a while, there were roars, roars, and loud sounds, and the smell of blood that was so rich that it was extremely rich instantly enveloped the entire capital, staining the void and the earth with blood.

After several teleportations, Wen Tian was already standing in front of the palace, and he didn't pay any attention to the hissing sound coming from behind, looking at the newly built palace in front of him, his eyes flashed with murder.

At the same time, Ji Zhuoyang was in the Golden Dragon Hall, suddenly verbose, and his face was extremely pale.

However, the next moment, viciousness flashed in his eyes, and his voice was full of coldness: "If you want to kill me, it's not that easy!" ”

"My Red Moon is a big country in the central government, how can it be easily destroyed, I will not be defeated." In the end, he roared even more hideously.

At this time, the whole palace seemed very strange, it was an extremely quiet weirdness.

It's as if this palace has turned into a dead palace, revealing an incomparable strangeness.

Wentian frowned, his eyes were puzzled, and the next moment his consciousness spread out and he sensed it.

Soon his complexion changed drastically, because in his perception, the palace of Nuoda was now empty, and only the familiar aura in the hall was hidden.

This aura that made him feel familiar was none other than Ji Zhuoyang.

"Lin Wentian, I am the Son of Heaven of Akatsuki, and I am undefeated! If you want to kill me, I'll send you to hell first! ”

Just when he was puzzled, suddenly, from the depths of the Golden Dragon Hall, there was a roar like rage.

"Buzz!" As soon as its roar came out, the entire palace erupted with a strong blood light, and I saw a magic circle full of strange runes, instantly surrounding the entire palace.

"Huh?" As soon as this magic circle came out, Wen Tian changed color slightly, but he quickly recovered.

Because with his current strength, he is not afraid of any conspiracy, it can be said that he is now the first person in this world.

His expression turned cold, and a powerful aura burst from him.

As soon as this breath came out, the void in all directions trembled violently, and even the entire magic circle shook rapidly, as if it was about to collapse because it could not withstand his strength.

"Suppress the Heaven and Crush the Tower!" He looked domineering and let out a deep sigh.

"Bang!" A strange gas came out of his hand, it was immortal qi, it was the power of the ancient supreme race immortal.

The immortal qi condensed rapidly, and instantly condensed a small tower, although this small tower only had one layer, but the aura that leaked from its body was incomparably supreme.

"Break it for me!" He shouted, and the tower in his hand was sacrificed by him in an instant.

The small tower rushed into the air in an instant, and it buzzed even more, slowly spinning, exuding wisps of strange power.

These strange powers seem to be immortal powers, but they are a little different, this is the power of suppression.

As soon as this power came out, the entire barrier surrounding the palace was like encountering a nemesis, clicking, clicking, and there was a burst of shattering sounds.

Sensing that the enchantment was about to be shattered, Ji Zhuoyang's expression in the main hall changed greatly, and panic flashed in his eyes, but the next moment, he saw that his eyes were extremely vicious, and his face was extremely hideous.

"Today is either your death or my death!" With a bang, he rushed out of the Golden Dragon Hall, his roar carrying boundless hatred and a touch of madness.

He Ji Zhuoyang was originally a high saint, the emperor of the red moon, and he only needed to move his fingers to make tens of millions of mortals disappear in an instant.

When he was born, he was destined to be different from mortals, because he was a royal child of Akatsuki, and he not only had the blood of the Tianyun Haiji family on his body, but also had the royal blood in this mortal world.

The two bloodlines on his body made him destined to be above mortals, even some disciples of the Ji family in the Tianyun Sea had to bow to him.

Because if you want to become the emperor of the Tian Yuan Continent, you must be born in this heaven and earth, and your body will be contaminated with the breath of this realm, and you will be connected to the fortune of this realm.

It is also for this reason that the saint of the red moon and the emperor of the Ji family can only be a disciple of the local Ji family to ascend the throne.

No matter how strong the disciples of the Ji family in the sea of heavenly clouds are, no matter how talented they are, they will not be able to become the saint of the red moon.

It is said that this is related to the fortune of the One Realm, and it is said that people born in the Tian Yuan Continent have a causal line with this realm.

Although this causal line is not noticed, there have always been rumors in the Sea of Heavenly Clouds, and this is related to the prosperity of the human race.

Otherwise, with the strength of the Ji family in the Tianyun Sea, a disciple with an eight-star talent in the lower realm would be ten or a hundred times stronger than Ji Zhuoyang, so why bother to support the second prince, Ji Zhuoqing.

"Bang!" The seemingly incomparably strong formation, under the power of the Heaven and Earth Tower, was finally shattered.

But at this moment, Ji Zhuoyang rushed out of the Golden Dragon Hall.

Well? It's just that when Wentian saw him for the first time, he couldn't help frowning between his brows.

Because of Ji Zhuoyang here, his hair was unkempt, and his face was as eerie as a ghost, especially his pupils were bloodshot, giving people a chilling feeling.

Not only that, Wentian could feel a madness in him, which was a madness that would rather die together than give in.

"I am the son of heaven in the red moon and the emperor of the Ji family, you are just an ant, and you want to kill me."

"The great Ji Zu, the descendant Ji Zhuoyang, beg the ancestor Ji to appear and help the descendants to kill the rebellious ministers and thieves in front of him."

He looked crazy, his eyes were blood-red, and he looked up to the sky and yelled.

Immediately afterwards, he showed a strange smile to Wentian, and his hand suddenly waved, and with a bang, he saw a large amount of blood gushing out of his hand.

In an instant, the entire sky above the palace was shrouded in blood, exuding a smell of blood that was so thick that it could not be dissolved.

With so much blood, how many people do it take to accumulate it, is this the blood river that the people of the entire palace have turned into?

Wentian's face was extremely gloomy, and he shouted: "Ji Zhuoyang, you are simply not as good as a beast." ”

I wanted to slowly torture the person in front of him to death, but at this moment, the murderous intent in his heart was monstrous, and he wanted to slap the other party to death with one palm.

Rumble! His eyes contained an astonishing hatred, and he rushed out frantically, as if he didn't want to let the person in front of him live another moment.

"The heritage of my Ji family's royal family, only the emperor knows, and today I will sacrifice my Ji family's blood with your life." Ji Zhuoyang yelled.

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