Rumble!

The blood directly passed through the center of his eyebrows and bombarded the Xishui River outside the ancient city of Taichu!

The water rushed and roared, and the waves of water infected with blood light soared into the sky with a loud noise, but they could not approach the majestic walls of the outer city of the ancient city of Taichu at all.

The Sinking Snow Land stood quietly in place, the snow-white divine power quickly dissipated, and the brocade and snow robe she wore was also shattered inch by inch, and after a few breaths, her jade-like flawless divine body was completely displayed in front of the eyes of countless living beings.

"It's beautiful!"

"This is the Sinking Snow Land Divine Spirit, this is the Earth Divine Divine Superior!"

"Original...... Gods can also be blasphemed. ”

After a moment of boiling, there was silence and dead silence.

Hundreds of thousands of living beings looked at the jade body of the Sinking Snow Land from the inside out.

"Ji Yuenian, I want you to die!"

The girl raised her head suddenly, and her resentful gaze looked straight at Ji Yuenian.

At this time, many blood-red cracks had appeared on its jade-like snow skin, and these cracks were constantly expanding, and it seemed that they would completely burst open at any time.

Under the slight opening of its sandalwood mouth, a white rainbow ran out, carrying the unstoppable power of the mighty righteous god and true spirit, and rushed towards Ji Yuenian.

Rumble!

The blood-colored sword burst completely, strangling the god body of the Sinking Snow Land into countless pieces, and in her last consciousness before falling into darkness, she faintly saw the young man take out a snow-white ball of light, which was very casually blocked in front of her.

It was a long time ago, the Divine Power Condensation Pill that he condensed with the Divine Power of the Three Sources, but now this Divine Power Condensation Pill was covered with a trace of pitch-black streaks, engulfing all the snow-white light rainbows that he had finally spit out.

"No, I will curse you at the cost of the shattering of the true spirit!"

The terrible and resentful screams became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared completely, but a very small black flower imprint emerged from nothingness, directly imprinted on the center of Ji Yuenian's eyebrows.

The land of Shenxue gave up the opportunity to preserve the remnants of the righteous gods in exchange for a vicious curse on Ji Yuenian.

"This curse is a bit troublesome, but it's not unbreakable, I'll ...... it for you afterwards"

Ji Suming frowned slightly, and before he finished speaking, he saw that a twelve-petal golden lotus brand appeared in the center of Ji Yuenian's eyebrows, directly devouring the pitch-black flower, leaving no trace of existence.

"This god's methods are very clumsy, and there is no need for the ancestors to intervene." Ji Yuenian looked inexplicably at the place where the Shenxue Land Divine Body was shattered, and spoke softly.

"Yes, it seems that your luck is like that of me back then, and you also have many adventures," Ji Su's eyes showed a little appreciation, "Only in this way can you break through your cultivation to a higher realm." Every great power that has been cultivated to a successful level used to be a person with many adventures, and if it weren't for the luck and adventures, the vast majority of living beings would almost never be able to cultivate the real power. ”

At this moment, more than twenty creatures from the realm of returning to the truth ascended to the sky one after another, walked under the two of them, and saluted respectfully: "I have seen the ancestor. ”

"I've seen Ji Yuenian's son."

Ji Yuenian killed Chen Yanyang of the Divine Sea Spirit Realm within the Sun Destroying Territory, and this matter had almost spread throughout the Yuanyan Realm, and under the oral tradition of several Ji families who survived a hundred years ago, more than a hundred Ji family bloodlines have now been known, and this person is the pending Holy Son of the Third Mountain Range of the Taiyu Holy Sect, Ji Yuenian.

"Let's go."

Ji Suming frowned slightly, waved his sleeve robe lightly, and a divine light that appeared out of thin air directly rolled all these people back to Anyang County.

Ji Yuenian handed over the two snow-white balls of light and the spirit ghost clothes that he had just taken to Ji Suming, and said, "The matter of stealing beams and changing pillars with the origin of his divine power to collude with the divine seal still needs to bother the ancestors. ”

Ji Suming lowered his gaze, looking at this dark ribbon of brilliance, and his eyes also showed a little amazement: "Your divine thoughts are really amazing, if this thing is done, the newly born Taichu gods will be no different from your clones, and the mysteries in it are really indescribable." ”

"I still need to thank the ancestors, if there is no cultivation of the ancestors in the Divine Sea Spirit Realm, this matter will never be possible in a short period of time." Ji Yuenian knew that Ji Suming needed to take action in person, so naturally he would not attribute it all to himself.

Ji Suming shook his head, no longer spoke, but directly placed a divine light spirit curtain on his side, and said: "I will take the Taichu Divine Seal here, and refine your Lingyi Ghost Clothes into it through the origin divine power of the Sinking Snow Land, and during this time, all the affairs of the Taichu Territory will be in charge of you." ”

Ji Yuenian was silent for a while and said, "Good." ”

The yin qi of heaven and earth lingered out, and when Ji Yuenian fell into the county town of Anyang, the place where Ji Su's fate was located in the extreme sky had turned into a ball of black and white light with a radius of hundreds of feet, and a huge whirlpool flowed out on it, swallowing the heaven and earth vitality in the Taichu territory madly.

"I've seen Ji Yuenian's son!"

"I've seen Childe!"

There are more than 100 Ji family bloodlines of men and women, all kinds of people, at this time, seeing Ji Yuenian wearing Moyuan cloud pattern robe slowly falling, no matter what he thought in his heart, his face showed respect.

Although these people have never heard what Fang Cai Ji Su said, they are in the status of Ji Yuenian...... There is no one in the Ji family today who can compete with it.

"Excuse me," Ji Yuenian landed on the stone bridge in Anyang City, and his quiet gaze slowly swept over the people of the Ji family with different expressions, "Where is Ji Luoyang?" ”

Thump.

"The eldest son! Please spare my life! ”

Ji Luoyang's face turned pale, and he walked out from behind several people from the Ji family who had returned to the realm of truth, and actually knelt directly under the stone bridge.

Ji Yuenian lowered her gaze, looking at Ji Luoyang, who was kneeling on the ground and trembling, and everything from a hundred years ago appeared in front of her one after another.

The long-standing title of this "eldest prince" now sounds like a world away.

The rest of the Ji family all looked at the majestic elder in disbelief, shocked and inexplicable.

Ji Yuenian shook her head slightly and said, "What are you guilty of?" ”

At this time, cold sweat was already oozing from Ji Luoyang's forehead, and he said in a trembling voice: "Eldest son, please spare my life!" I used to be greedy for profit, and when the Ji family was the weakest, I deserved to die! ”

Ji Yuenian was a little smiling for a while, and waved his sleeves and said, "I didn't call you here for this matter. ”

"What?" Ji Luoyang seemed to come back from the ghost gate, raised his sleeve and wiped the sweat on his forehead, and looked at Ji Yuenian on the stone bridge blankly, "The eldest prince ......"

"Does the Zhao family still exist now?" Ji Yue brushed his sleeves and said softly, "Old Master Zhao...... Zhao Xingyan, has he ever passed away? ”

Zhao Xingyan, the one who brought Zhao Yinyue out of the remnants of the moon spirit.

At the beginning, Princess Aoli's true spiritual memory was covered up, and Ji Yuenian didn't notice this half-crazy and half-stupid old master of the Zhao family, but now he wants to come...... There must be clues about Ao Li in this Zhao family master.

There is even a glimmer of possibility, through Zhao Xingyan, revealing the scene in the depths of his memory, which Ji Yuenian has been a little puzzled about.

Under the white moonlight, Zhao Yinyue was fiddling with some wood carvings that had never appeared in the records of Beiju Luzhou, and Ji Hong was shocked to call these wood carvings "evil gods that have never existed".

But Zhao Yinyue called those wood carvings "Arhats".

"Eldest prince, now there are only two major families left in the ancient city of Taichu, the Ji family and the Zhao family, and the old master of the Zhao family seems to have disappeared for many years, and I don't know if he is still in the world at this time." Without Ji Yuenian's permission, Ji Luoyang was still kneeling on the ground at the moment, but his frightened expression was much more relaxed.

"Follow me to Zhao's house immediately."

Between Ji Yuenian's sleeves, he stepped up from the stone bridge, and a mysterious qi directly rolled Ji Luoyang, who was in the upper realm of truth, to his side.

"Yes, eldest son!"

Ji Luoyang nodded again and again, knowing that he had saved his life, and his heart was relieved.

Before leaving with Ji Yuenian, he turned around, put on a majestic face, and said to the Ji family: "You wait here, before I return with the eldest prince, no one is allowed to leave Anyang County without permission!" ”

"Yes, Grand Elder."

The sparse voice of Ying He came up, and it was obvious that Ji Luoyang's performance was extremely unbearable, which made these Ji family bloodlines reacquaint themselves with this "guardian of the truth".

Fuliu City, Zhao family.

This city was built decades ago and was specially used to house the Zhao family.

In the western corner of Fuliu Castle, the gray river flowed under the rocks, a few crows fluttered their wings and climbed the rotten dead branches, and the old courtyard was already overgrown with weeds, apparently no one had come to clean it for a long time.

"Pick up the snow and look for flowers, burn the lamp to continue the day......"

The old and hoarse voice came intermittently, and an emaciated old man lay on the dilapidated wooden couch, looking up at the hundred-zhang black and white ball of light above the heavenly dome of the ancient city of Taichu, and muttered in a low voice.