readx; At this time, on the top of an endless cliff, a group of tall buildings with golden splendor, dragons and tigers, and scales are like a fierce beast, firmly rooted on it. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The cliffs are surrounded on all sides by an abyss, and the abyss is foggy, and the thick light mist firmly encloses the entire huge mansion. There was no road before the mansion, and the only way to the outside world was a huge rope bridge that stretched as far as the eye could see. Observing through the mist, it looks like a black straight python, leading far into the unknown distance.

The mansion is extended, majestic and atmospheric. A long, ancient, and deep momentum slowly emanated from it, like a fierce tiger, like a reckless bear. The sky above the mansion was even more smoky.

This smoke is different from the dense fog in the abyss of the canyon, but a cloud of green qi similar to the substance, between the rolling and flowing, faintly forming the pattern of a giant bear.

This giant bear is tall and fierce, and extremely strong. The bloody mouth is big, and the fierce giant palm seems to be waving, as if it can bite out the sky and tear a hole alive!

Just by looking at it, people can't help but feel awe, insignificance, trembling, and eager to fall to the ground and bow down.

This group of qi is the "bottom qi", it is an ancient family, after hundreds of millions of years, there have been countless immortal masters, and its essence, qi, and spirit are gathered and condensed.

This "confidence" is an ancient symbol of a family, and it will never condense this qi unless there have been countless powerful sages, and it is a symbol of family heritage.

The formation of "confidence" is exquisite, and the pattern condensed by "confidence" is even more exquisite. People who practice martial arts are born with a fierce and spicy spirit, so the patterns formed by the condensation of their essence, qi and spirit are often wolves, insects, tigers, leopards and other fierce beasts.

Under normal circumstances, the more powerful the condensed beast, the stronger the heritage of this ancient family. For example, an ancient family that has condensed into a mastiff pattern, and a family that has condensed into a wolf warrior pattern, often does not need to do it directly, just look at the appearance of this "confidence", the family of the mastiff pattern. I can no longer have the slightest idea of fighting with the wolf warrior pattern family. Because as soon as you look at this "confidence", you will know that the heritage of this family is far stronger than yourself.

This is the use of "confidence", which can sometimes be used by soldiers who can surrender without a fight.

So. The presence or absence of "confidence" determines whether a family has a foundation, and the appearance of "confidence" determines whether the family has a strong heritage.

Now in the mansion of the Southern Wilderness Bear family, above the mansion is a fierce beast giant bear, and the magic is monstrous. The ferocity is infinite, and it is by no means comparable to ordinary mastiffs and wolf warriors, which is enough to show the strength of its heritage and the power of the family!

At this time, it was already night, but the entire mansion of the Southern Wilderness Bear family was brightly lit, comparable to daylight. There is no dark corner of the huge mansion with a huge radius of 10,000 hectares. In the mansion, there are five steps, one post, ten steps and one sentry, and the lowest level of guards. They are all cultivators of the seventh or eighth layer of the Spirit Transformation Realm, and the high ones even have the peak of the Void Breaking Realm, and there are even great masters of the Transformation Realm!

It is enough to show that the strength of the entire Southern Wilderness Bear family is outstanding, far beyond the ability of ordinary families.

At this time, the huge mansion, which was originally magnificent, brightly lit and full of people, was gloomy. Everyone in the mansion lowered their eyebrows and was solemn, and the atmosphere was indescribably depressing.

"Whoever has the courage to kill my Jin'er! Who can kill my Jin'er! Whoever is so bold should quickly find out for me! I will let the murderer who killed my son be cut with a thousand knives, cramped and stripped away, and relieved the hatred in my heart!"

At this time, the Xiong family was in the main hall of the mansion. A voice of great majesty, but unconcealed grief and resentment, came out.

This sound was like the roar of a giant bear, which made the periosteum of the person who heard it painful, and even the guards who were lowly cultivated, looked like they were crumbling. It shows that the person who speaks has strong skills.

And listening to this earth-shattering shout, all the people in the entire Southern Wilderness Bear family couldn't help but be shocked, and the clouds on the door were even thicker. The entire Xiong family is extremely depressed, and it seems that they want to suppress life to death.

In the main hall. An old man with silver hair but a skin like a baby on his face sat on a huge chair carved from incomparably hard golden silk nan heavenly wood. The majesty is incomparable, and it is unparalleled.

The old man didn't move, but the air around him seemed to be stagnant, making people feel indescribably heavy and heavy. And with the old man's breathing, invisible columns of qi around him kept gushing out. If the people who are close to the front can be horrified to find that the power of each wisp of this wisp of qi is comparable to that of a spirit-level superb flying sword, the momentum is unparalleled, and it is shocking!

Anyone standing in front of this old man has a sense of humility, self-shame, and far inferiority. It's as if this old man is a god on high, and everyone else is God's servant and God's slave!

This mighty old man is not an outsider, it is the head of the Southern Wilderness Xiong family, the father of the dead Xiong Shaojin, Xiong Wutian!

At this time, this majestic old man, like a god in heaven, who could not be disobeyed, had a face full of sorrow, grief, and annoyance.

And while he was talking, because he was too angry, he slapped his palm towards the armrest of the Taishi chair next to Jin Si Nan Tianmu, and suddenly this Jin Si Nan Tianmu, which is known for its hardness and is difficult to cut off even a little bit of a flying sword at the spirit level, was actually interrupted!

Next to the old man was a middle-aged steward in a green shirt with a frightened face. He was already silent, and after hearing the old man's order, he quickly nodded his head and said, "Yes, the head of the family!

Xiong Wutian was left alone, sitting on the wide Taishi chair, the expression on his face was grief-stricken, sometimes cloudy and uncertain, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After the middle-aged steward stepped down, he wiped the sweat from his forehead again and again, and his heart suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Originally, he was reporting to Xiong Wutian, the head of the family who had just come out of the customs, that the young master had issued a heavenly killing order to hunt down a disciple of the Little Star Dojo, and along the way, he told Xiong Wutian about the recent expansion of the Star Dojo and the faint rise of the Star Dojo, as well as the suppression policies of other imperial families such as the Great Chu Empire, the Great Zhou Empire, and other imperial families on this small dojo.

was asking Xiong Wutian, since the young master issued a heavenly killing order to hunt down and kill the disciple of the Xingchen Dojo, should the Xiong family directly send someone to destroy the little-known Xingchen Dojo at once, suddenly Xiong Wutian's complexion, which had been as calm as water, changed drastically!

actually smashed his favorite Taishi chair made of golden silk nan Tianmu with one palm, and the momentum of the whole person changed instantly. Become tense and ruthless. It seems that as long as he disagrees, he can immediately kill the person who makes him unhappy.

This sudden change frightened the middle-aged steward, who thought that there was something wrong with his speech, which made the head of the family so angry.

However, when Xiong Wutian's face was grief-stricken and extremely annoyed when he said that his son Xiong Shaojin had died, the middle-aged steward was stunned for a moment.

However, years of experience with the head of the family taught him that at this moment, he must not show the slightest panic, otherwise, he is likely to be used as a punching bag, or even be killed on the spot in a fit of anger.

So in a panic, he hurriedly took the order and walked out.

But even if he came out at this moment, the middle-aged steward Xiong Wen was still a little dazed at this time.

Is the young master dead? The young master is dead? Xiong Wen thought in disbelief over and over again in his heart.

The descendants of each big family, the head of the family will divide a wisp of the spirit on the son and the young lady, once they encounter an accident, the head of the family will immediately sense it clearly.

So just now, since the head of the family, Xiong Wutian, said that the young master Xiong Shaojin was killed, it definitely means that the young master is dead. Otherwise, Xiong Wutian, the head of the family who has always been unsmiling, scheming, and no one can peek into his thoughts, would definitely not be so out of shape just now.

But Shao Xiong Shaojin died like this, Xiong Wen really couldn't believe it.

Not to mention the various magic weapons on the young master's body, that is, the sixteen nine-layer and first-class dead guards under him, as well as the eight first-level and second-level guards of the Void Breaking Realm, but they are all veterans who have experienced a hundred battles and are extremely experienced, with such a group of subordinates, how can others easily kill the young master?!

"Steward Wen, I just replied to you about whether or not to destroy the stars dojo, did the head of the family speak?" Just when Xiong Wen was surprised, an old man with a two-handful mustache and a shrewd face next to him probed over, and asked Xiong Wen with a flattering face.

"I said Yuan Er, when has this happened, you are still thinking about that broken dojo, now that the heart of our family master, the young master, has been killed, how can you still be in the mood to pay attention to this little thing?!" Xiong Wen yelled at the old man Yuan Er angrily.

Then he didn't pay attention to the other party anymore, and directly ordered the guards next to him: "The heirloom master ordered to go down and send eight thousand elite soldiers overnight to rush to the Phantom Cloud Thousand Realms to guard the main exits of the Phantom Cloud Thousand Realms." As soon as someone comes out, carefully check it. The focus should be on the Great Chu Empire, the Great Qin Empire, the Guangling Yun Family, and so on, which are not on good terms with us, only they have the strength to kill our young master! As soon as there is a clue, report it immediately, even if the head is gone, we must find out the fierce beast that killed the young master!"

"No, even those young masters, young masters, young ladies of the empire, princes, and princesses who seem to be good friends with us must be checked one by one! If we can't find out, I'm afraid that our heads will all be moved!"

At this time, he had already recovered the majestic appearance of the Xiong family's chief steward, and in one breath, he conveyed several orders.

"Yes!" the guard hurriedly bowed down to receive the order, not daring to delay for a moment.

Something happened to the young master, this is a big thing!

All of a sudden, the entire behemoth Southern Wilderness Bear Family was completely nervous. It is like a sharp sword that is about to be unsheathed, and when the murderer who killed the young master Xiong Shaojin is found, he will immediately attack and kill it!

"Steward Wen, who do you say has the courage and ability to kill our young master?" At this time, Yuan Er, the old man who had just been refuted mercilessly by Xiong Wen, came up again at this time and asked with some curiosity.

"I don't know who killed the young master, I just know that no matter who kills the young master, he will definitely die without a place to be buried, and regret that he has come to this world!" Xiong Wen looked at the endless night sky, and said with a ruthless look in his eyes. (To be continued.) )