Great Zhen Imperial Dynasty, Yanjing!

In the main hall of the East Factory headquarters, Liu Gang looked at a factory guard in front of him.

"Lord Governor, Yan Yanyun left Yanjing alone and headed towards the west, although he thought he had escaped everyone's eyes and ears, but he was still seen by a hundred households!"

The factory guard said respectfully.

"Yan Yanyun, Yan Qiuyu's son, it seems that he is still haunted by Yan Qiuyu's death and has gone to find Yan Wushu!" Liu Gang frowned.

"My lord, do you want to get it back?" said the factory guard solemnly.

Liu Gang frowned and thought for a while.

"Don't use it for the time being, I'll talk about it after I report to the queen!" Liu Gang shook his head.

At the same time, Meng Wenruo also got the news.

"My lord, this Yan Yanyun, obviously went to find Yan Wushu to come back for revenge, but do you want to arrest him?" an official said respectfully to Meng Wenruo.

Meng Wenruo frowned and pondered, and finally, took a deep breath, shook his head and said, "No, let him go!"

"Ahh

"First, you have no way to prove that he must have come back to Yan Wushu to take revenge, and there is no reason to arrest him. Second, even if it's true, it's not our foreign minister's turn to intervene

Hand, this is a matter within His Majesty's clan!" Meng Wenruo said in a deep voice.

"Yes!" the official could only be helpless for a while.

At the same time, several highly respected people from the Yan clan also went to the palace and saw Zizi.

"Empress, we have already restrained them, but I didn't expect Yan Yanyun to be so bold! Let's arrest him back as soon as possible!"

Road.

Zizi shook her head and said, "You don't have to be nervous, Your Majesty has already considered all this, let him go!"

"Huh?" Everyone was at a loss.

Forty-five years later! Zhongshenzhou! Dugu Family! Sword Shrine!

Yan Wudi held the Heavenly Sword, fighting against the nine masters, and all around, countless children of the Dugu family watched quietly.

"Groan!" "Groan!"..................

As soon as the Heaven Mending Sword came out, huge sword lotuses suddenly bloomed in all directions, and as soon as the sword lotus came out, it spewed out endless sword light and went towards the siege of the nine masters.

The nine masters of swordsmanship are also extremely strong, and the complicated swordsmanship is even more convenient in these nine people. The nine masters of swordsmanship are superb, but it is a pity that Yan is invincible in front of him

Stronger.

Standing in the group of sword lotus, the whole person is like a sky-high sword, which makes people daunting.

"Bang!"

The sword lotus erupted, and more than 3,000 sword lights knocked out the nine masters.

"Groan!"

At the throat of each master, there was a long sword, and the long sword did not take a step closer, only stopped at the throat of the nine people, and made a burst of sword sounds.

Exhale softly! Yan Wudi smiled slightly.

"Bang!"

The sword qi exploded, and the divine sword fell into the sword mound.

The nine masters are all defeated!

The nine masters looked at each other!

"Dugu Yijian, meet the master of the family!"

"Dugu Erjian, meet the master of the family!"

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"Dugu Nine Swords, meet the head of the family!"

The nine masters bowed, and at the same time, the children of the Dugu family from all directions all bowed up.

"Meet the head of the house!"

Standing high in the air, Yan Wuyi's face showed a hint of excitement.

"Uncle Chuan, I succeeded, I have finally been recognized by everyone!" Yan Wudi muttered to himself excitedly. It was when Yan Invincible was excited.

Outside the Dugu family, there was a man who was embarrassed and looked like a beggar at this moment.

The man's hair was disheveled, his face was mixed with blood and plaster, and his clothes were in tatters.

"Dugu family?" the man looked at the stone tablet on the side, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Who's coming?"

Suddenly, a bang sounded, and the two gatekeepers of the Dugu family suddenly blocked in front of the beggar man.

"I want to see Yan Wudi, I want to see Yan Wudi! He's my brother!" the beggar finished and fainted.

Yan Wudi?

"Go and report to the master!" said one of the gatekeepers at once.

"Hmm!"

One of the children rushed into the house quickly, while the other gave the beggar a breath of true anger.

When the beggar awoke again, he was lying in a very spacious hall.

The beggar opened his eyes, looked around, and suddenly saw Yan Wushu standing on the side.

"Brother, brother!" the beggar cried out.

"Yanyun, why did you come here, what's the matter with the injuries on your body?" Yan Wuyi frowned.

"Brother, Dad is dead, Dad was forced to death by Yan Chuan! You want to avenge Daddy!" the beggar cried.

"What?" Yan Wudi's face changed.

"Dad was forced to death by Yan Chuan!"

"Impossible!" Yan Wushu exclaimed.

"It's true, brother!" said the beggar, grieving.

Yan Wudi's face was extremely ugly.

"How is it possible? Uncle Chuan forced my father to death? How is it possible? Yanyun, you tell me clearly, what the hell is going on, explain it to me clearly!" Yan Wushu was anxious.

Yan Yanyun sorted out his thoughts and told Yan Wushu everything from beginning to end.

Yan Wuyi's hand was clenched tightly, and his face turned pale for a while.

"Brother, brother!" Yan Yanyun shouted.

"Yanyun, you recuperate first, and in ten days, I will go back to Yanjing with you!" Yan Wudi's face was gloomy to the extreme. "Hmm!" Yan Yanyun nodded.

Yan Chuan took the ministers to dream of the fiftieth year of heaven!

Beneath a city.

Yan Chuan took the six people to look in front of him.

A magnificent city, its size is larger and more magnificent than the first city in the world in the sealing realm, the Great Zhou City.

Unfortunately, the city is only in ruins.

You can vaguely see a broken stele erected not far away, and the word 'Qindu' is written on the broken stele.

"Qin Capital, this is the capital of your previous life?" Bai Ditian said curiously.

Everyone immediately took a closer look.

Past life?Yan Chuan's past life?Everyone has followed Yan Chuan all these years and vaguely knows some things about Yan Chuan.

This is the capital of the previous life, the capital of Qin?

"Yes, it's a pity, after I died, this place turned into a pile of ruins, and it was even burned by demonic fire, and the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi was in chaos!" Yan Chuan sighed slightly.

As he spoke, Yan Chuan took a step and flew into the sky, passing all the way, overlooking the four directions! The six people followed closely.

In the vast city, there is no figure at the moment, and everything looks depressed.

Gradually, the seven flew into a ruined hall.

Yan Chuan looked at the corner that was no longer formed, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This is the place where his wife in the previous life, Zhen Rou, died.

"Zhen Xiong?" Yan Chuan's eyes were cold.

None of the six dared to interject, and waited quietly for Yan Chuan, until Yan Chuan's mood calmed down, and then Yan Chuan stepped out, flew out of the Qin capital, and flew to another place.

It was in the mountains.

The foggy mountains make it difficult to see inside.

After flying for a while, Yan Chuan and the others landed on the top of a mountain peak.

In front of me, surrounded by mountains, there is a desert, but the desert here is black sand.

Yan Chuan's eyes narrowed. You know, this is the place where Yan Chuan's body was buried in his previous life, it wasn't like this back then, how did he become like this?" "Seven souls, seven ghost cultivators, quack quack, ghost cultivators dare to run around in the yang? It just so happens that the ancestor and I lack a few yin ghost puppets, and I am worried that I can't find a high-level ghost cultivator!"

You've already sent it to the door?" suddenly an abrupt voice sounded.

Immediately after, from a mountain forest not far away, a huge black curtain rushed up to the sky, and a strong aura oppressed.

In the dark curtain, a ten-zhang tall cultivator, but this ten-zhang cultivator is extremely ugly, and his face is full of pus. At this moment, he rushed towards everyone arrogantly.

Yan Chuan didn't move, and Huo Guang took a step abruptly.

Huo Guang flipped his hand, and there was a blood-red spear in his palm, and on the spear, blood was raging.

"Look for death!"

"Boom!"

A shot was stabbed, and a storm suddenly rolled up around it, and the storm was blood-red, as if it also had endless blood.

"Huh, how could it be?" exclaimed the Ten Zhangs Evil Cultivator.

A skull popped out of his palm and blocked it.

"Boom!"

The skull exploded with a bang, and the spear pierced the evil cultivator's chest with a single shot.

"How so?" the cult roared.

But at this moment, the gun was retracted, and then slashed down.

"Boom!"

The cult smashed into the earth. A huge crater was knocked out of the ground.

The seven looked down on the evil cultivators. And the evil cultivator was completely confused!

Is this ghost cultivation?

His chest was shattered, his whole body was seriously injured, and the ghost cultivator had no power to resist at this moment!

The evil cultivator knew that he had planted it this time, and he had hit the iron plate, and he wanted to cry without tears for a while.

"A few, seniors, I, the kid was offended before, and there are a lot of seniors!" said the evil cultivator sadly.

"I remember, there were a hundred giant mountains in the distance, how did it become a black desert?" Yan Chuan asked in a deep voice.

"Ahh

"Say!" Yan Chuan said in a deep voice.

"Yes, yes, senior, there was nothing here, but one day a sword cultivator came, and under a sword, a mountain peak was split, and at this time, a feng shui master came out

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A huge deep spring, a dark spring swallows everything around it, and then the gate of the underworld closes, leaving a land of black sand!" the cult explained.

"Xu Fu? Zhen Rou's master, it turns out that he has been guarding my tomb!" Yan Chuan said to himself.

"Do you remember, who is that sword cultivator?" Yan Chuan said with a cold face.

"Oh, I remember, the feng shui master seemed to scold him, his name is Zhen Xiong, yes, Zhen Xiong!" the evil cultivator recalled.

"Hahahahaha!" Yan Chuan laughed, and there was a chill in his voice.

Zhen Xiong, don't even want to let go of his own corpse?

"Let's go!" Yan Chuan snorted coldly.

He turned around and left with the crowd.

And the evil cultivator was also at a loss when he saw everyone leave like this.

"I can't stay here, it's too terrifying, I have to leave immediately!" the evil cultivator struggled into the mountains and forests.

Yan Chuan and the others flew all the way.

Yan Chuan's face was gloomy, and everyone was silent, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

"Your Majesty, where are we going now?" asked Liu Jin.

"Go back first, I heard Zizi calling me, it seems that Yanjing was born, Zhen Xiong, I will come back, when I return, it will be your death!" Yan Chuan said in a tone

Icy cold road.

"Yes!" the crowd responded.

"Return to the Dynasty!" Yan Chuan made a gesture, and everyone disappeared suddenly.