262 Heritage

At this moment, it seemed that eight small suns were burning, and the dazzling golden glow rushed into the night, condensing into a figure in the air.

In this hidden place, a gray-haired old man opened his eyes from the closed eyes, and the chaotic old eyes looked into the air.

The figure condensed in the air was Meng Jinlian, as if her own figure had descended, and she said: "The evil seed will arrive in Qianqiu City soon, no matter what, it will be left behind, and the corpse will be broken into ten thousand pieces." ”

As soon as Meng Jinlian's words were finished, they turned into bits of light and dissipated, and the surging light in the Eight Great Dream Sacred Flame Orders all converged back and became calm.

"That Ouyang Yan, who broke my great-grandson's arm, is actually coming, it's really not the right time. The gray-haired old man's chaotic eyes swelled with mist, like a chaotic luster surging in his old eyes.

Ouyang Yan's arrival at this time made him feel embarrassed.

He is one of the living fossils of the Dream Family, and he has been in retreat for a long time, as if he is escaping from the world, and has been guarding the Dream Family's most important Great Dream God Fire Order.

"Becoming an immortal, becoming a Taoist, becoming empty, becoming true has just left the front foot, this Ouyang Yan's back foot is about to arrive, it seems that I can only let my dreamer later life solve this trouble. "The white-haired old man, the living fossil of this dreamer, has been saying such a sentence for a long time.

The names he uttered were all characters who stomped their feet and the earth trembled in Qianqiu City.

Especially Meng Chengxian, who is the contemporary head of the Dream Family, is also the father of Meng Wuxian.

The influence of the dreamer in Qianqiu City is self-evident.

It can be said that the entire Qianqiu City is his dreamer, just like Dongfang City is the emperor of the people.

The dreamer once came out of "God." "It's the God of Dreams, a saint who has been born, and he is also the God of Dreams.

The influence of the Dream Family is so great that even the current Human Emperor has to be polite, if it weren't for Ouyang Lie is the uncle of the Dream Family, I am afraid that the Human Emperor would be worried about the Dream Family.

After a while, the white-haired old man of the Dream Family spread the news in a secret way.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't leave his body, using himself as an eye, and running the big array that guarded the Great Dream God Fire Order, he would have wanted to go out in person and kill Ouyang Yan easily.

That's why he sighed that Ouyang Yan didn't come at the right time, just when the powerful person of the Dream Family was not at home.

When this news reached the ears of the dreamer, who could currently be called a young Tianjiao, they all showed impatient expressions.

In a large courtyard planted with exotic flowers and plants in the dream house, a shadow is dancing with a sword.

Her sword dance was extremely light, like a dancing butterfly, without any killing intent, and hundreds of beautiful butterflies still lingered around her and danced with her.

Hearing the report from others, she stopped dancing with her sword, and in an instant all the butterflies that were haunting her scattered, as if frightened.

She is the daughter of Meng Chengkong, named Mengjiangnan, as her name suggests, Zhong Lingyuxiu, with a faint aura of steaming, fair skin, willow-like eyebrows, big eyes that are fluttering, and wearing a pale red long dress, like shrouded in smoke and rain, unusually attractive to people's eyes.

"Ouyang Yan, who cut off one of Brother Wuwu's arms, is actually coming, which really makes me want to wear it. Meng Jiangnan's words seemed to miss his lover, but the anger surging in his face made people dare not look at him directly.

"Yes, Miss, this is the words handed down by the fifth grandfather, and he will be broken into thousands of pieces. The old servant next to him nodded yes, and there was no emotion in his words.

"Once the innocent brother fell, he was completely defeated by him, and the shame of breaking his arm, how could he not repay it. Meng Jiangnan clenched his teeth, waved the long sword in his hand, and with a bang, a brilliant sword light rushed like thunder, directly blasting a thousand-pound stone pier a hundred steps away into pieces.

"Now that the old men are not in the house, the fifth grandfather means that you brothers and sisters will join forces to complete this task. The old servant replied.

"Of course. Meng Jiangnan nodded, and a sneering light bloomed in her eyes, which was incompatible with her image of such a temperament.

At the top of a mountain peak in the mountain behind the dreamer, the same message came from the mouth of an old servant to the ears of a young man on the top of the mountain.

He is Mengxu, the son of the second master of the Mengjia family.

The Mengjia family is an outstanding spirit, and the resources for cultivation can be called massive, and the children cultivated are all like dragons and tigers, which can be called young Tianjiao.

If it weren't for the dream of Wuxian, he would have been born" Dream Wheel Divine Eye. This advantage, these cousins of his, all of them are no different from him in terms of qualifications.

"The person who can cut off the innocent arm has already become a dead man in my eyes. When Mengxu heard the news, he clapped his hands, and his eyes bloomed with boiling battle intent.

He stood proudly on the top of the peak and did not move, like a big stone, and the majestic breath diffused out between his words, rushing and rolling like the Yellow River.

"Young master, you must not underestimate the enemy, the master is not at home now, the fifth grandfather means that he hopes that your brothers will join forces to kill him. The old servant replied, kindly reminding.

"Of course, a person who can not die under the eyes of the Immortal Dream Wheel God, and can also cut off one of the arms of the Immortal, how can I despise it, but attach importance to it. Mengxu nodded and shouted softly.

He stood up, full of momentum, like a towering mountain, and said, "I'm going to look for the fourth brother, and it seems that these boring cultivation days will become interesting." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped down from the top of the mountain in vain, and in the middle of his strides in the air, a brilliant divine light appeared at his feet, forming a sword of light and shadow, carrying him like a sword immortal into a streamer of light.

When he came to a volcano, a figure standing proudly in the crater also looked back.

This figure, not afraid of the terrifying flames burning in the crater, the whole person seemed to be a fire dragon, his eyes looked at it, and saw the dream of falling the volcanic peak, and a small smile appeared on the face of the young man.

He is known for his endless dreams, and he is the only Tianjiao among the descendants of the Dream Family who cultivates the divine soul, and the pure yang aura on his body is extremely amazing.

This is not an ordinary volcano, but one of the sacred places of the dreamers, the "Divine Fire Spirit Abyss." "Yes

Here, a radius of ten miles is blocked by a large array, and the majestic power of pure yang is rushing and rolling here, like a morning sun, which makes people feel extremely warm, and their souls tremble in their bodies.

The strength of the dreamer's heritage is indescribable, and it is worthy of being a "god." "The family.

In addition to the Divine Fire Spirit Abyss, there are also ancient wells and spiritual springs, and there are even more holy places that outsiders don't know about.

The place where the older antiques of the dreamers retreated, no one knew what kind of holy place it was.

But there's no denying that it's a much rarer place.

Such a majestic family, of course, has created a dream family, and there is no mediocrity.

Seeing Meng Xuan coming, Meng Wuya showed a faint smile and said, "The second brother is here for Ouyang Yan's business." ”

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