The speed of the Golden Light Saint Son was very fast, almost to a kind of limit, and the entire sky seemed to have only that golden thread left.

Seeing that the Golden Light Holy Son actually fled, Lu Zifeng also sighed at this time and did not speak.

Opportunity, he has already given.

Because the Golden Light Holy Son had a relationship with him, and because the ancestor of the Golden Light Holy Land was an old friend with him, Lu Zifeng gave him this opportunity.

However, it is clear that the Golden Light Holy Son did not cherish this opportunity.

Escape.

In front of him Lu Zifeng, no one could escape.

At this time, Lu Zifeng made a move.

With that adult's order pressed on his head, Lu Zifeng couldn't do it even if he didn't want to.

What's more, although this Golden Light Holy Land has a friendship with him, the friendship is not good enough to that extent.

Therefore, Lu Zifeng shot out mercilessly.

At this time, Lu Zifeng drew his sword.

His sword was terrifyingly fast, a cold light flashed, and a brilliant white light was already shooting out.

The speed of this sword light was extremely fast, as if it was moving, there was not even a shadow, and Lu Zifeng just swiped lightly in the air.

This sword light had already slashed behind the Golden Light Holy Son.

There was a cutting sound, and I saw that in the sky, the golden dot was also split in two at this time, cut in half, and fell from the sky.

Golden Light Son,

Die!

After Lu Zifeng slashed out a sword, he had already predicted this ending, so he also directly put away the sword and turned his head to leave.

On top of the Three Holy Immortal Luan, the purple-robed old man stood there the whole time, not daring to move, until he saw the Golden Light Holy Son being cut in half by a sword, the purple-robed old man let out a sad cry, and then drove Luan to find the body of the Golden Light Holy Son.

"Done?"

Lu Zifeng returned to the immortal boat, Gu Zhun sat there and glanced at him.

Lu Zifeng immediately nodded: "Lord Hui, the Golden Light Holy Son is dead." ”

"Well, sit down. ”

Gu Zhun nodded, and then stopped asking, for Lu Zifeng, an old subordinate who had followed him since ancient times, Gu Zhun was very relieved.

......

On the other side, the team of the Golden Light Holy Land was advancing in an orderly manner, and at a certain moment, on top of one of the Luanjia, in a room, there was a sudden sound of grief and wail.

A woman looked at the jade pendant in her hand, her face pale.

This jade pendant is a piece of blood jade, and when the jade pendant is cracked, it means that the owner of the essence blood has lost its vitality.

The Golden Light Holy Son is actually dead!

Above Xianluan, the saint's eyes instantly turned red.

"Who is it! Who is it! This seat must take revenge!"

The Golden Light Holy Maiden felt a crazy killing intent in her heart.

She and the Golden Light Holy Son grew up together in the Golden Light Holy Land in Xizhou since childhood, and they were childhood sweethearts, and when they grew up, the two of them were successively crowned Holy Sons and Holy Daughters, and if nothing happens in the future, they will become partners and jointly manage the Golden Light Holy Land.

However, all of this is shattered today, and the Golden Light Holy Son is actually dead!

And he died in the Eastern Wilderness.

Right under your own nose!

If it weren't for the Holy Son's blood jade jade pendant really cracked, the Golden Light Holy Maiden would not have believed all this.

She swore that no matter how strong that enemy was, since she dared to kill the Holy Son, then she would definitely avenge the Golden Light Holy Son.

The Golden Light Holy Maiden thought, and then, she walked out of the house, and according to the instructions on the jade pendant, the team of the Golden Light Holy Land came to the last place where the Golden Light Holy Son died before he died.

Here, the Three Holy Immortal Luan is still here, the old man in the purple robe has just found the two corpses of the Golden Light Holy Son at this time, and he is about to look for the Holy Maiden at this moment, when he turns his head and looks, he sees that the Holy Maiden's team has appeared here.

The purple-robed old man hurriedly walked over.

"How did the Holy Son die?" the Holy Maiden asked directly, her voice low.

Then, the purple-robed old man described the scene that had just happened to the holy woman.

After hearing this, the Golden Light Saintess immediately looked gloomy and was about to drip water.

According to the description of the purple-robed old man, there were two people who made the shot.

The name of one of them seems to be Gu Zhun.

Two Eastern Wilderness natives.

"Good look, good look, dare to kill my Holy Son of the Golden Light Holy Land, it's really a good means, the Eastern Wilderness has really become more and more bold over the years, Gu Zhun, I won't punish your nine clans in the future, and the name of my Golden Light Holy Maiden will be written backwards from now on!"

The Golden Light Holy Maiden directly hated.

It's just that what she doesn't know is that if the Golden Light Holy Son is still alive now, then I'm afraid she must remind the Golden Light Holy Maiden not to avenge him.

Because the opponent is too strong, even their Golden Light Holy Land is not a one-in-one general.

As for the purple-robed old man, it was because he had never seen Lu Zifeng, so he didn't tell Lu Zifeng's identity to the saint.

I'm afraid that if the Golden Light Holy Son is resurrected now, the first thing he will do is to slap this purple-robed old man to death.

Looking for Lu Zifeng for revenge?

Isn't that harmful?

It's just that the Golden Light Holy Son is afraid that he will never have this opportunity again.

......

At the same time, Gu Zhun's Streamer Realm Boat had already sailed into the territory of the Great Yan Dynasty, and it was less than half an hour away from the imperial capital.

Even Song Qingyun and the others stood on the immortal boat, and they could already see the outline of the imperial capital of the Dayan Dynasty.

Looking at the scene of the imperial capital, Song Qingyun and the others couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

It is worthy of the imperial capital of a dynasty that has developed for tens of thousands of years!

That's a huge scale!

And in the haze, above the imperial capital, there is a rich purple qi shrouded, like nine dragons entrenched, this is the emperor's qi.

The Great Yan Dynasty was suppressed by dragon energy, and it was really not a lie.

Song Qingyun: They can be regarded as an eye-opener today.

Even the old turtle couldn't help but sigh twice.

"I can't imagine that there are such good things in a poor place like the Eastern Wilderness, dragon qi! I haven't seen it for many years, this thing of dragon qi, even for an old guy like me, has a lot of benefits, if I find an opportunity to extract these dragon qi, maybe I can refine the remaining Xuanwu bloodlines in my body, and the benefits are endless!"

The old turtle couldn't help but say.

It can also be heard from his words that this dragon qi must be a good thing.

And so it is.

Dragon energy, also known as imperial energy.

The Nine Realms have always been born very little, as long as the Emperor's House can give birth to such a trace.

The dragon qi is precious, and enveloping a dynasty can ensure the prosperity of that dynasty for thousands of years.

If the dragon qi is operated well, it can even resist the indiscriminate bombardment of a true god.

At the same time, dragon qi is indeed a good thing to tonic, just imagine, condense the luck of a dynasty, can it be bad?

The old turtle's greed is also understandable.

It's just that Gu Zhun was not polite at this time, and kicked it directly.

"Donghuang is already poor, you kid is still greedy for other people's dragon energy, be a person. ”

was kicked and scolded by Gu Zhun like this, and immediately, the old turtle was directly kicked over, which made people cry and laugh.