Outside the bedroom, the sun was bright.

Wang Changji walked past the collapsed door and walked into the courtyard.

Walk past the corpse of the orange cat.

Tachibana had a pair of brown eyes, and was staring at the sky motionless at this time.

Push open the courtyard door and walk out of the small courtyard.

It had been a long time since he had been out of the yard in such broad daylight, and the more people there were, the more uncomfortable the world became. Everything is no different.

He raised his head, looked at the bright skylight, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Shame on you!"

A sturdy old man walked in front of him, and asked with his head and face, "Is Changxiang in your courtyard?"

Of course, he remembered that this person's name was Wang Lianshan, the patriarch of the Wang clan of this generation, his father.

Wang Changji looked at this person and did not speak.

"I'm asking you!" the old man felt that his majesty had been provoked, and he raised his hand to fan it.

His hand had just been raised.

Wang Changji's hand was already pressed on his heavenly spirit.

Wang Lianshan froze in place, but his hair and his flesh and blood suddenly had a flowing quality, "flowing" down from his body, and merging into a puddle beside him. Such a sturdy old man, a cultivator of the Zhou Heaven Realm, instantly only had a skeleton pestle left in place.

Smack, smack!

The skeletons also fell apart.

Someone saw this scene from a distance and shouted in horror: "The patriarch is dead! The patriarch is dead! Wang Changji killed the patriarch!"

"What?"

"How so?"

"Damn!

"Worshippers, please!"

The peace of the Wang clan was shattered, and they fell into a clueless chaos and panic.

There were already people holding weapons and slowly surrounding Wang Changji.

There were also angry descendants who took the lead, carrying a wooden stick and rushing towards Wang Changji.

The world is noisy and chaotic.

Wang Changji watched all this happening in front of him, still very calm.

He took a step, met the past, and went against the flow of people.

He spoke, but his voice didn't fluctuate, and he didn't care if he could be heard—

"Let me bring justice to you. ”

......

In the fourteenth year of Yongtai in the Zhuang calendar, Fenglin City, Qinghe County, one of the three surnames, the Wang family, was wiped out.

......

Fenglin City is located in the southeast of Zhuangguo.

As the capital, Xin'an is located in the middle of Zhuangguo and radiates the whole country.

Almost at the same time that the monk from Feilai Peak killed himself with his sword, a burning candle extinguished itself without wind in a secret room somewhere in the headquarters of the Anti-Criminal Division in Xin'an City. It was a candle that blended with the host's life soul.

When the host dies, the soul fire is extinguished.

The monk on duty here immediately got up, pinched the trick to unlock the formation seal, and looked at the bronze mirror at the corresponding position of the soul fire.

The mirror fluctuated for a while, but in the end there was no response.

The monk did not hesitate, and after trying to contact Feilai Peak from a distance without success, he immediately turned around and rang the small bell hanging in the middle of the secret room with his hammer!

Clang!

The bell echoed, and the message reached the shrine as soon as possible, but the sound did not come out of the secret room.

Flying Peak is attacked!

At this time, the temple was carrying out a sacrifice ceremony to the ancestor of Zhuangguo.

Guojun Zhuang Gaoxian has been practicing in the palace in recent years, and he has not looked at things for a long time.

Presiding over the sacrifice is the Minister of State Du Ruhui, an old man over 100 years old.

His face was pale, but his hair was black.

After getting the information, he didn't even understand the sacrificial clothes, he only took off the crown casually, and with a step on his feet, the mountains and rivers suddenly turned, and he was thousands of miles away!

Nothing was left in the same place, except for the fluctuations of spatial change.

This is the end of the world!

This kind of scene has been seen many times, but the officials present are still excited. It's just that because of the sacrificial occasion, I don't dare to speak out.

This is Zhuang Guo's Dinghai Shen Needle!

Since the Minister of State Du Ruhui came to power, relying on rare supernatural powers to reach the end of the world, ignoring the southeast and northwest, overpowering the four corners of the world, the inner town is unstable, and the outside is bullied by strong neighbors.

It is almost the existence of the spiritual pillar of the military and the people of Zhuangguo.

I can't remember how many times, and halfway through the matter, Du Ruhui got out and left.

There is no other reason, it's just that Zhuang Guo is too weak and needs him too much!

Du Ruhui left, and the officials of the Ministry of Rites stepped forward to hold the crown and continue the unfinished sacrifice.

The major affairs of the country are only worship and Rong.

The minister of state who was in charge of the sacrifice left the scene because of the incident, but the sacrifice could not be stopped.

......

Du Ruhui stepped out, but did not appear inside Feilai Peak.

Because of a powerful force, it shook the space and cut off his path. So that he can only appear outside the Flying Peak!

The fight on Feilai Peak had already been reflected in his eyes so clearly, but he couldn't go any further.

As soon as Du Ruhui's eyelids were raised, he saw the stone archway in the sky that seemed to be virtual and real, and recognized that it was the virtual shadow of the ghost gate.

Only the ghost gate that penetrates the two worlds of yin and yang can be enough to lock the space here and limit his proximity.

It was a premeditated ambush!

The vertical pen peak has been cleared, the Yuheng peak has fallen, and the Feilai Peak is the most likely landing point for him. In an emergency, it may be the only place to land.

To the northwest, black smoke rose and condensed into a sword-wielding giant ghost.

Roar!

The roar continued.

Southeast, northeast, southwest, north, south, west, east, in all directions, there is a huge ghost in the form. or fangs and claws, or wrapped in chains, each fierce and powerful, as if holding up the ghost gate in the sky together.

Let that mythical archway be like substance.

Dry ghosts, Kan ghosts, Gen ghosts, earthquake ghosts, Xun ghosts, leaving ghosts, Kun ghosts, and ghosts, eight ghosts lock the dragon array!

Du Ruhui suddenly fell into the formation, but he didn't panic, he only looked down at his feet in mid-air, frowned and asked, "Old ghost Ouyang, could it be that Lingxiao Pavilion is also involved in this matter?" Ye Lingxiao didn't hurt you, but just played a scene with you?"

Without waiting for the other party to answer, he added: "Impossible." There's no way this kind of trick can fool me. Ye Lingxiao can't break through the level in advance in order to cooperate with you, you can't give that level of benefit!"

"I haven't seen her for decades, but the little doll is still so confident!"

Wisps of black smoke, as if rising from the depths of the earth, gathered into a huge skull at Du Ruhui's feet.

The black smoke skull's mouth closed one by one, and he laughed strangely: "You are indeed not easy to deceive, so the old man and Ye Lingxiao really fought each other, and I really suffered a heavy blow! However, the old man sacrificed the stand-in puppet before he set off, and the injuries were all on the stand-in puppet." Otherwise, no matter how strong the child surnamed Ye is, how can he hurt me?"

"It turned out to be a legendary treasure like a stand-in. Du Ruyan didn't mind being called a little doll, in terms of age, the other party was indeed several rounds older than him, nodded and said, "No wonder so." ”

"You have an internal response in this sect, do you think the old man doesn't know? Although the stand-in puppet is precious, it can not only break Ye Lingxiao's retreat, delay his pace of breaking the realm, but also make you relax your vigilance. It's not worth it!" The Great Elder of the White Bone Dao, Ouyang Lie, smiled strangely, and seemed to be very proud: "Let you children also know the old man's methods!"

He certainly deserves to be proud. Looking at the surrounding countries, Ye Lingxiao is a Tianjiao-like figure, while Du Ruhui has always been far-reaching, and his wisdom and strength are equally famous. They have always been the only ones who have made others suffer, and it seems that only Ouyang Lie has suffered at the same time.

Seeing that Feilai Peak was about to overturn, he was also in an evil formation, and others took advantage of it. The situation in the entire Sanshan City and even Qinghe County is in jeopardy, and it will even affect the entire Zhuang Kingdom.

Du Ruhui laughed softly.

"Since Ye Lingxiao didn't cooperate with you, what am I afraid of? With your dying old and decayed bones, there are dry bones in the mound! There is this ghost gate pass phantom, plus the Eight Ghost Lock Dragon Array, how can you endure me?"

"Hahahaha. Ouyang Lie was also laughing: "The old man doesn't need to kill you." Look at this Feilai Peak, can you keep it!"

Du Ruhui stopped smiling: "I don't believe that you went to such great lengths, just for a flying peak." ”

The huge black smoke skull quacked and shouted, "Then guess what the old man is for?"

"Don't guess. Du Ruyan replied lightly, spread his hands, and his black hair danced: "I'll ask you!"

The black light bursts, and the eight ghosts come together!