The magic shadow of Dongfang Tian and Dongfang Wuji was pointing at Dongfang Jie.

The right half of his cheek didn't even think about it, and directly closed his eyes, which was a tacit acquiescence to the deal with Dongfang Tian.

It takes countless days and nights for the demonic energy of this day to dissipate.

"Bastard, bastard, don't you know who I am?" Dongfang Jie didn't panic, but scolded. It is impossible for the people of the Dongfang family to hide from his control.

He is the patriarch of the Eastern Family!

At that time, it was the patriarch at that time who signed a blood oath and asked the clansmen not to leave the East China Sea for 300 years.

Now, the appointed time of 300 years has arrived, and he wants to lead his people out of the East China Sea, and feel disdainful for the ancestors of 300 years ago.

The people of the Dongfang family are not a group of dogs in captivity, let alone fishermen who pin their hopes on the East China Sea.

It wasn't until the right half of his cheek opened his eyes and laughed that Dongfang Jie panicked, really panicked! His hands kept swinging in front of his chest, and he said tremblingly, "Ancestor, ancestor...... You're not...... But the juniors resurrected you!

"Ancestor, I am your descendant, I am determined to resurrect you and bring you to revenge!"

The demon shadow didn't talk nonsense, pointed at Dongfang Jie's hand, turned into a claw, and grabbed Dongfang Jie!

Dongfang Jie turned around and was about to run, a lost dog! He was the one who could easily defeat Chen Yihe, but under the shadow of the demon, he didn't have any ability to resist. Before he could run a few steps, he was caught up by the Shadow.

Those few steps are already far away, but the demon shadow can reach the sky in one step, and the speed of running can never catch up with flying.

The demon shadow landed in front of Dongfang Jie, blocking his way, and then grabbed him by the neck.

Dongfang Jie was in front of the Demon Shadow, short and small. When he was pinched by the Shadow, his feet could only reach the Shadow's waist, but no matter how hard he kicked it, he couldn't hurt the Shadow.

Gradually, Dongfang Jie's vision became blurred, and he didn't even feel difficult to breathe. His hands no longer thrashed, and his feet no longer treaded.

The Shadow let go of his hand.

"Bang ......" When Dongfang Jie fell to the ground, he was already a soft and collapsed corpse.

"This ......" Duan Sheng was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth, everyone present was like him, they knew that Dongfang Jie's strength was above them, but he was pinched to death by the demon like an ant.

"Hahaha!ha!aha!" The shadow stood in place, and the right half of his cheek suddenly burst out laughing, and the smile revealed infinite horror!

Immediately after, the left half of his cheek let out a deep breath, the great revenge has been avenged, he can finally leave with peace of mind, from now on, nothing in the world has anything to do with him! ”

The right half of the cheek is like flowing water, slowly flowing to the left, covering the left half of the cheek, and the half of Dongfang Tian's face disappears little by little.

Dongfang Tian is no longer a shadow.

The Shadow is no longer the Shadow, the Shadow is the real Infinite Heaven!

"Aha! Three hundred years! The old man has finally reappeared in the world! This feeling is really beautiful!" Dongfang Wuji looked down at his half-clenched fist palm, as if he held the power of real existence.

"It's been three hundred years, and I can't imagine that the old man has finally come back to life!"

"Aha!Aha!The sun rises in the east, only I am undefeated!" Dongfang Invincible looked up to the sky and laughed, he laughed shockingly! The sky is even darker because of him, and the earth is softer because of him, is the heaven and the earth afraid of him?

Dongfang Wuji enjoyed this feeling of being alive, he touched his chest, as if he was feeling his heartbeat, "Knock, knock, knock......" is powerful and rhythmic, "Is this living?"

Everyone looked at Dongfang Wuji and the characters from three hundred years ago, and suddenly felt that they were so small that they no longer existed in the world.

Dongfang Wuji kicked Dongfang Jie's corpse with his toes, like kicking a wild dog that died on the side of the road, "Junior, you are worthy of being a member of the old man's Dongfang family." However, how can you control the ancestors?" he stomped on Dongfang Jie's corpse with his heel, and there was a "click" sound of broken bones.

Poor Dongfang Jie was ambitious, but in the end he made a wedding dress for his ancestors, and in the end he didn't even leave a whole corpse, and the end was worse than a wild dog.

Tiger poison does not eat children, Dongfang Xing, Dongfang Tian, are all his children.

Dongfang Wuji smashed the ground with one foot, one arm to the sky, and roared angrily, "I am the Oriental Troll!"

A tsunami in the East China Sea!

Twelve masters were all lifted!

Dongfang Wuji, the three fingers of the food and the middle came out together, and killed Hu Long on the spot!

Hu Long's head directly cracked out of three holes.

"Hu Long!" Yan Shanhai shouted, he couldn't wait for an answer any longer.

Even Duan Sheng began to tremble, the dignified sword, the first time he felt afraid, the first time he felt that death was so close to him. Chen Yihe's appearance once made him think that he was in a desperate situation, but now he is in a desperate situation?

The name "Hu Feiran ......" was the ancestor of Hu Long three hundred years ago.

Dongfang Wuji has not forgotten, how careful he is, he has not forgotten the things of three hundred years ago, and even remembers it so clearly!

The name "Ouyang Jiang ......" was Ouyang Zhuo's ancestor three hundred years ago.

Ouyang Zhuo had no room for resistance, and was directly sentenced to death, and his death was shocking.

"Do you know what it was like three hundred years ago? Why do you want the life of the old man? Yan Fei, Shang Ling, and you, Feng Ping?" In Dongfang Wuji's eyes, these people are all people from three hundred years ago! These people's names, even after death, he has not forgotten them, and it is this inextricable resentment that makes him stronger and stronger!

Yanshan Sea.

Master Shang Rong.

Hurt the fox.

Loud and clear.

Luo Qingkui.

Haw Par.

Duan Sheng.

They are all debts left by their predecessors.

Ye nameless.

Nan Zhongyi.

Western Desert Sword Demon.

Although they have no grievances or enmity with Dongfang Wuji, but here today, even if they take over Liangzi, they can only wait for death.

"Is it still the Great Zhou Dynasty? What about their emperor?" Dongfang Wuji will not forget that it was the imperial court and the rivers and lakes that joined forces to force him into a desperate situation and kill him!

"Which of you will die first?" Dongfang Wuji's fingers pointed back and forth from their bodies, just looking for the next victim.

Ye Wuming finally couldn't hold it anymore, "Let the old man come." He has lived long enough, he was invited by Gonggong Zhang to come on behalf of Zhou Ke, and he was ready to die after a bumpy journey.

Poor peerless masters, they have become lambs to the slaughter.

Who could have imagined such an end?

Just when Dongfang Wuji was about to operate on the third person, he was attracted by the cry of sadness. He was only a step on his feet before he came to the crying, and he looked down and asked, "Boy, why are you crying so hard?"