Chapter 114: What year is it?

Qiong Yu Daozi waved his hand, looked at the dead silence of Luoyan City, and said, "Have you ever known what happened here?" ”

The demon general of the Great Returning Realm was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't help but secretly slander in his heart, but he didn't show the slightest hint on his face, and arched his hand: "Your Highness, I just arrived here, and I don't know what happened in this city. ”

"The gods of the Sun-Destroying Land are really slack," Qiongyu Daozi sighed, his clear eyes revealing a compassionate look, "Demons and evil are rampant in the Sun-Destroying Territory, and tens of thousands of living beings in this Luoyan City have been executed once, but the perpetrators have not even left a trace, which is really hateful." ”

A monster from the Upper Realm of Truth stepped forward and sneered: "His Royal Highness Daozi is really kind-hearted, even if he is not a person from the Yuanyan Realm, he still cares about this vast life, which really makes us admire it to the extreme. ”

At this time, Luan Jia had already fallen on Qingluan's side, and the continuous flattery lingered, Qiongyu Daozi always had a friendly smile on his face, nodding slightly from time to time, and his eyes showed a faint arrogance just right, which completely demonstrated the Daozi style of the Supreme Sect.

Gu Hang walked to Ji Yuenian's side, looked at Yu Yan and Wang Yueyang who were fainting on Qingluan's back, and said blankly: "Senior Brother Ji, what's wrong with Senior Sister Yu and Senior Brother Wang?" ”

Ji Yuenian glanced at Qiong Yu Daozi strangely, and then turned his head, shook his head towards Gu Hang, and said, "It's okay." ”

Nodding as if he didn't understand, Gu Hang peeked at the star-studded Qiongyu Daozi not far away, and said with envy: "I never thought that this young Daoist was actually His Royal Highness the Daozi of the Thunder True Sect, and his status was noble enough to compare with His Royal Highness the Holy Son within the Six Mountains of the Taiyu Holy Sect. Such a high-ranking person, it is difficult to even meet him on weekdays, but Senior Brother Ji seems to know him, which really makes the junior brother admire. ”

At this moment, Yu Yan and Wang Yueyang woke up one after another, and got up on Qingluan's back one after another, their eyes full of confusion.

"I have always known Senior Brother Ji, so this time I can take this blue feather bird to destroy the ancient city of the sun."

Under the kind invitation of the demon general, Qiongyu Daozi's voice came from afar, making Yu Yan, Wang Yueyang, and Gu Hang stunned at the same time.

Senior Brother Ji actually met His Royal Highness Daozi within the Thunder True Sect!

However, after thinking of Ji Yuenian's Xuanxin Ghost Bloodline that ignited the Four Grades of Heart Fire and his identity as the undetermined Holy Son, this matter does not seem to be too difficult to understand.

Within the time that Qiong Yu Daozi came over, countless pictures had already been made up in the depths of the minds of the three people.

"Wang Yueyang has seen His Royal Highness Daozi."

"Yu Yan has seen His Royal Highness Daozi."

The blue-haired girl bowed her head slightly, and the courtesy was thoughtful.

Yu Yan would never have thought that not long ago, His Royal Highness Qiongyu Daozi casually killed a python beast and almost sent her directly to reincarnation.

Qiongyu Daozi sat on the left side of the Azure Crown Feather on top of Qingluan's head, waved his hand and said, "The Taiyu Holy Sect has a lot of contacts with the Thunder True Sect, and a few junior brothers and sisters don't need to be polite. ”

Ji Yuenian also flicked the black sleeved robe, sat down on the right side of the azure crown feather, his mind moved slightly, Qingluan's huge wings flapped slightly, and under the blue light, he gradually crossed the dilapidated ruins below, and walked in the direction of the ancient city of destroying the sun.

Luanjia, who carried many demons and ghosts around the Shouyan Mountain Range, also followed, but he was always hundreds of zhang behind Qingluan, in order to show his respect for Qiongyu Daozi.

Luoyan City returned to dead silence, and there was silence between the ruins and broken walls.

A vast and majestic floodlight figure appeared, looking down at the tens of thousands of living beings who had died tragically, smiling coldly, under the roll of the sleeve robe, endless divine power surged out, taking all the flesh and blood bodies of those living beings in one place.

In just a few breaths, the flesh and blood of tens of thousands of living beings completely condensed into a huge blood ball containing crimson brilliance, which was directly contained in the sleeve of this figure.

Destroy the sun and revere the land of God.

This god is hidden in the shadows, and has not appeared in front of people for a long time, but at this time, he suddenly appeared in Luoyan City to ingest the flesh and blood of living beings, which is really strange.

The figure of the god of the ancient city of destroying the sun gradually faded, and in that place of light and shadow, the last thing that dissipated was his eyes glowing with divine light.

The gaze was extremely cold and indifferent, making people tremble and shudder at the first sight.

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Taichu ancient city, Anyang City.

"Eldest son, the Ji family is now in turmoil and is on the verge of destruction, when will you return?"

Ji Bugui sat alone in the ancestral shrine in the apse of the Zhenhai Palace, looking at the many ancestral spiritual seats enshrined on it, with a sad expression.

The noise came from all around, but he still knelt in place, as if he hadn't heard it.

Not long after, Ji Luoyang walked in with several Ji family descendants, and he couldn't hold back the excitement on his face at all, and yelled at Ji Bugui: "Get out!" I'm going to see if there's a Yuan Stone hidden behind these spiritual positions! ”

Ji Bugui turned his head suddenly, looked at the extremely fierce Ji Luoyang, and said angrily: "The Ji family's treasury has been looted by you, and at this time, you still want to overthrow the ancestral spiritual position!" If this continues, how can the Ji family exist! ”

Ji Luoyang stepped forward, kicked Ji Bugui out of a few feet away, raised his head and laughed: "The Anyang Ji family is thousands of blood relatives, and now there are only seven people left, you still talk to me about the Ji family!" Someone, move all these spiritual positions for me! ”

Several Ji family descendants behind him responded one after another, walked up quickly, and moved those spiritual positions down one by one.

Ji Luoyang is the only creature in Anyang City who has entered the realm of Xuan, and those who disobey have already been killed by him, and now the few people left are all strong in martial arts, and everything is based on Ji Luoyang's horse.

The corners of Ji Bugui's mouth were dripping with blood, and while looking up at the top of the hall carved with the pavilion immortal palace, he muttered in a low voice: "If the ancestors of the Ji family had spirits, they would have appeared and punished this presumptuous rebellion!" ”

"Who do you say is a rebel!" Ji Luoyang walked over, his face hideous, "The Ji family has declined like this, is it because of me?" ”

"Rebellion is always rebellion," Ji Bugui lay on the cold palace bricks, barely turned his head sideways, and looked at Ji Luoyang's eyes full of mockery, "The ancestors of the Ji family are on top, what is the use of you deceiving yourself so much?" ”

Ji Luoyang subconsciously glanced at the spiritual positions that had been removed, and under the shame and anger, the evil was born to the side of the guts, directly covering the Xuan Qi in his palm, and slashing towards Ji Bugui's head!

Blood splattered.

The bodies of those Ji family descendants trembled slightly, and they didn't dare to look back at all, but they moved those ancestral spirit positions more and more quickly.

After a while, a descendant of the Ji family looked frightened and stammered, "Elder, move ...... Can't move! ”

Ji Luoyang's cold gaze glanced over, making the Ji family directly kneel on the ground in fright.

"Elder, you really can't move!" Several other descendants also knelt down, cold sweat oozing from time to time on their foreheads.

Ji Luoyang looked up, and most of the hundreds of ancestral spirit seats had been removed at this time, revealing a picture scroll hidden behind the ancestral hall.

It's just that there is still a spiritual seat directly below the scroll that has not been moved, and there are only three characters engraved on it.

Seasons are destined for life.

The only ancestor in the Ji family who had cultivated to the realm of the Divine Sea Containing Spirits.

Ji Luoyang struggled to recall the record of this ancestor, his brows furrowed.

After a few breaths, he seemed to have made up his mind, his face turned ruthless, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Give me a sword to cut!" ”

"Elder, spare us! In the records of the Ji family's classics, this ancestor is unpredictable, if he moves his spiritual position without authorization, I am afraid that he will not die well! ”

Ji Luoyang sneered, pulled out a long sword with his backhand, and stabbed straight into the neck of a Ji family's descendant: "If you don't listen to my orders, you will die now!" ”

For Ji Su's spiritual position, Ji Luoyang was still a little jealous in his heart, and if it was not necessary, he would never want to move it in person.

The rest of the Ji family's descendants turned pale, and there was no other way, so they trembled and raised their long swords and slashed towards the top spiritual position.

Suddenly, everything in the ancestral hall was still.

The sigh of the ancient vicissitudes of life was directly imprinted into the depths of everyone's hearts.

"It's like a world away, things are not people. What year is it? ”