Chapter 1171: Destroy with One Kick!

Among the imperial shrines of the Dakun Dynasty.

The ancestors of the Dakun Dynasty are enshrined here, whether they are alive or dead, they will leave a soul card to worship here.

Da Kun Tianzi led many strong men, looking at the ancestral hall with horror on his face, the bursting soul cards!

If the soul card is broken, it means that the person above it is dead.

"The second generation of the Emperor of Da Kun Hu Yanlie died!"

"The third generation of Da Kun Emperor Hu Yanxun is dead!"

"The fifth generation of the Emperor of Da Kun, Hu Yanlei, is dead!"

“......”

"The first generation of the emperor of Da Kun, Hu Yanzhuo, is dead!"

With a crackling sound, the highest-ranking soul cards in the top row of the ancestral hall all burst.

"Dead...... Dead ......"

Da Kun Tianzi Hu Yanqing showed disbelief on his face: "How is this possible, how is this possible, how can the old emperor die!"

The first generation of the emperor is the one who founded the Dakun Dynasty, and his strength is also known as the first person in the Dakun, and he is closest to the legendary powerhouse of the Emperor Throne Realm.

Now even his soul card is broken.

"No, I don't believe !!"

The Son of Heaven of Da Kun roared again and again, his expression was full of anger and cruelty: "Check, check it for me, even if I use my Da Kun strength, I will have to break the body of the thief into pieces!"

"Whoa!"

Behind him, more than a dozen powerful voices echoed one after another, and then they were about to rush out.

"Boom ......"

And at this moment, one foot fell from the sky and stepped towards the Dakun Palace, like a giant splitting the ground.

All kinds of screams suddenly sounded in the ancestral hall, and some people tried to rush out, but how could they be in time.

It was really too big, and it directly enveloped the entire Dakun Palace.

The Da Kun royal family, all destroyed!

The only dozen or so martial saints left in Da Kun died!

In the void, Ye Chen slowly withdrew his right foot, and looked at Wu Gaomin, the purple-clothed old man with a shocked face on the side, with a calm expression: "This kick is regarded as a gift from Ye to Ying!"

......

In Dongzhang Village, the sky is getting brighter, and the sun is rising from the other end of the mountain, trying to shine the sun on the whole earth.

However, against its backdrop, Dongzhang Village is bleak, with ruins and broken walls everywhere, and ashes from the fire.

Lao Zhangtou took hundreds of people from Lin'an County who fled to Dongzhang Village and began to renovate their temporary residences.

It's miserable!

This is the only thought left of the old man.

He didn't sleep all night, and first led people to search from house to house, trying to find a living mouth, but all he saw was cold and familiar corpses.

In other words, only their father and daughter survived in the entire Dongzhang Village.

And the hundreds of people who came over were so frightened that they were already starving and weak.

There was no way, he had to find some food somewhere else, but fortunately, in Zhang Yuanwai's mansion, there was still half a warehouse of stale grain, which could be regarded as a temporary solution to everyone's food problem.

For refugees, as long as there is a stutter and a place to live temporarily, it is satisfied.

But what to do next.

Old Zhang Tou doesn't know anything!

After many catastrophes overnight, he was numb, and the only thought in his mind was to live.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at his daughter who was sitting at the entrance of the village looking at the north in a daze, looked at the half of the cake in his hand, and walked over hesitantly: "Girl, eat some." ”

Cuihua was unmoved, like a stone carving, and only after a while did she say quietly: "Dad, did you say that the wood will come back?"

Through the accounts of the refugees who escaped, she has completely accepted the so-called wood, which has immortal means.

"Yes, he'll be back. ”

Looking at his daughter's longing gaze, Lao Zhangtou only felt that his nose was a little blocked, and after a few words of comfort, he turned around to arrange something else.

"Wood !!"

The daughter exclaimed.

He subconsciously looked back and saw his daughter standing up and running happily towards the road at the entrance of the village.

In that place, I saw a young man in a green shirt with white hair standing slowly, smiling, and moving in the wind in a green coat.

"Wood!"

After Cuihua approached, she was excited and wanted to hug Ye Chen, but then she seemed to remember something, but she stopped her steps.

She knew that the person in front of her was not the wood in the past, but the immortal in their mouth.

And she is not worthy of immortals.

Ye Chen smiled faintly, walked over and patted her shoulder gently: "I'm relieved that your father and daughter are okay." ”

Cuihua's eyes darkened, and then she looked at Ye Chen in a daze, and said with a smile: "You really recovered your memory?"

"Not bad. ”

Ye Chen bowed his head slightly and said, "My surname is Ye Mingchen, and I ended up here because I was injured by the enemy. ”

"Enemy?"

Cuihua's face changed slightly, and she seemed to be nervous: "Is your enemy very powerful?"

Although she hadn't seen Ye Chen's methods, but her father called him an immortal, wouldn't the enemy's family of the immortal also be an immortal?

"It's fine. ”

Ye Chen smiled and shook his head.

"Immortal ......"

"Eun Gong ......"

At this time, many refugees in the village who were ragged and yellow-faced and thin-skinned rushed over, and when they were less than ten feet away from him, they all knelt down and were extremely grateful.

If Ye Chen hadn't rescued them on the way to Lin'an County, I'm afraid they would have died a long time ago.

"Everyone, please. ”

As soon as Ye Chen's hand was raised, everyone found that their bodies stood up uncontrollably, and their hearts became more and more shocked.

He swept his gaze, looked at the helpless and sad faces, and couldn't help but sigh lightly: "Your family died in the war, Ye is very sympathetic, but it will be different from now on." ”

The next moment!

Wu Gaomin descended from the void above the ground.

Ye Chen glanced at Wu Gaomin and said, "This is an immortal of the Da Luo Dynasty, I know the Son of Heaven of Da Luo, Da Luo is about to attack Da Kun in an all-out way, I believe that after Da Luo unifies Da Kun, he will treat you well." ”

In the face of his comfort, no one squeaked, just looked at Wu Gaomin with disbelief.

Meeting everyone's eyes, Wu Gaomin nodded slightly and said: "The old man can guarantee that he will not oppress you and others when my Daluo army enters the country, and my Daluo Tianzi will be diligent and love the people, and will treat you well, and will also redistribute the land, give you and other policies such as cattle cultivation and tax exemption......"

There was a burst of cheers from the crowd.

Ye Chen silently looked at it in his eyes, he was not a saint, for these ordinary people, this was all he could do.

Fortunately, along the way, through communication with Wu Gaomin, he learned that the Da Luo Dynasty was different from Da Kun, and he believed that after these people in front of him became the people of Da Luo, they would have a better life.

......

Zhang Ji iron shop, a temporary shantytown.

Ye Chen glanced at the ruins around him, and a look of embarrassment flashed in his eyes.

He had lived here for nearly a month, and when he didn't wake up, he didn't think of this place as his home.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but bow heavily to the old Zhangtou father and daughter: "Thank you for taking care of you all these days!"

(End of chapter)