The Blood Soul Ancestor clenched his fists, waved the golden banner in his hand, and suddenly the golden skeletons around him all condensed and rushed towards Yuwen Zhouyuan.

Yuwen Zhouyuan's mind moved, the soul bead was immediately in his hand, and with a single move, the gray mist was instantly shrouded, and the golden skeleton was suddenly enveloped, Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes flickered, and he suddenly said: "Blood Soul Ancestor, how did you find where my father and mother were that day?"

The Blood Soul Ancestor's face twitched, staring at Yuwen Zhouyuan, his eyes revealing deep hatred, and said, "Boy, you will never know!"

Yuwen Zhouyuan's face sank, and with a wave of his right hand, dozens of forbidden qi suddenly flew out of the black curtain, falling in an instant, and suddenly hundreds of Blood Soul Sect members screamed to death.

"Blood Soul Ancestor, do you say it or not?" Yuwen Zhouyuan said coldly.

The Blood Soul Ancestor slapped the storage bag, and suddenly a big knife flew out of it, this knife was about five feet long, emitting a burst of quaint color, he bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person suddenly withered, but this big knife suddenly flashed, the tip of the knife pointed to Yuwen Zhouyuan, and the lightning flashed, and it was waved violently.

Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes flashed, and at the moment when the big sword rushed in, his heart unfolded frantically without a trace, turning into a network of divine thoughts, and instantly wrapped this flying sword.

In the crackling sound, the big knife dissipated little by little, and finally Yuwen Zhouyuan's body shook, his heart was exhausted without a trace, and the big knife shattered and turned into flying ashes.

Yuwen Zhouyuan grabbed it with his big hand, and a jade bottle immediately flew out of the storage bag, opened the jade bottle and drank several sips of the 10,000-year-old spiritual liquid, and the essence of the Yuan Infant in his body was quickly replenished.

The Blood Soul Ancestor stared blankly at the direction in which the big sword disappeared, and the whole person suddenly became old for hundreds of years.

Yuwen Zhouyuan pinched the trick with his right hand, and the five Yuanshen magic weapon flying swords turned into five streamers and flew out in all directions, under the divine thoughts of Yuwen Zhouyuan, in the blink of an eye, several clansmen of the Blood Soul Ancestor screamed to death, and every scream made the Blood Soul Ancestor's body tremble.

"Blood Soul Ancestor, do you mean it or not?" Yuwen Zhouyuan's voice was cold and abnormal.

The Blood Soul Ancestor took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

Yuwen Zhouyuan's face was expressionless, he didn't even look at the Blood Soul Ancestor, his hands changed the magic technique, and a ban was played, and suddenly the prohibition thousands of miles away in the Blood Soul City suddenly moved, slowly shrinking.

Those clansmen of the Blood Soul Ancestor who fled to the edge, they looked at the ever-shrinking prohibition in despair, and there were two extreme changes, one was that they completely gave up resistance, and the other was that their eyes were red, and they each took out their magic weapons, desperate, like moths to a fire, and flew towards Yuwen Zhouyuan.

Gradually, more and more members of the Blood Soul Ancestor's clan rushed towards Yuwen Zhouyuan, but as soon as they entered within a thousand miles, they would be hit by the large array of killing power that fell from the sky, and the whole person turned into a rain of blood and sprinkled on the earth.

The screams of the clansmen reached the ears of the Blood Soul Ancestor, his body trembled violently, and a burst of sadness appeared in his heart, he tried to resist, but even the magic weapon given by the messenger of the Transmission Building had no effect.

The face of the Blood Soul Ancestor grew old again, and at this time he no longer had the demeanor of the past, and all that was left was an old man who saw his clan being killed and couldn't protect him.

"I ...... Say!" The Blood Soul Ancestor's eyes showed deep hatred, he looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan, and said word by word: "Since my Blood Family and the Blood Soul Sect have suffered this calamity, then no one wants to run, it was the silence of the Great Yan Sect back then, and it was he who helped me find the location of your parents, relatives, friends and family with the technique of Heavenly Calculation, it is him! You go to him, he is now the first ancestor of the Great Yan Sect, the entire Great Yan Sect, he said the same!"

"Silence!" Yuwen Zhouyuan stared at the Blood Soul Ancestor, regardless of whether what the other party said was true or not, Yuwen Zhouyuan remembered the name.

Looking at the Blood Soul Ancestor, Yuwen Zhouyuan's expression suddenly moved, and he glanced at the distance, and then his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and with a wave of his right hand, the continuous contraction of the prohibition suddenly intensified, and he suddenly came to his body from thousands of miles away, and in this process, all the monks in it didn't even have time to scream, and they died one after another.

At the same time, a human head, under the control of some magical power, flew away one after another and landed on the human head altar, and gradually the human head altar became larger and larger, and finally almost reached a hundred feet.

At this point, the entire Blood Soul Ancestor clan, the Blood Soul Sect in the Blood Soul City Sect, except for the Blood Soul Ancestor, all died!

The blood on the ground could be washed away, and the pungent smell of blood kept stimulating Yuwen Zhouyuan's nasal cavity, making the murderous intent in his heart even stronger.

The Blood Soul Ancestor stared blankly at everything in front of him, and suddenly burst into laughter, his laughter was full of ruthless and endless sorrow, and two lines of blood and tears were left from the corners of his eyes.

Yuwen Zhouyuan quietly looked at the Blood Soul Ancestor, and after a long time, the Blood Soul Ancestor took a deep breath, looked up at the sky, his voice was full of vicissitudes of grief and indignation, and said: "Okay, good, you and I Yuwen and the Blood Family, from now on, all grievances will be written off, I will kill your parents, relatives and friends, you destroy my bloodline, the Dao system cause and effect cycle, it is really a cause and effect cycle, Yuwen Zhouyuan, you do it!"

Yuwen Zhouyuan raised his right hand, and above his fingertips, a crystal light flashed, and the spiritual power in his body surged and condensed on his fingertips.

But at this moment, a loud shout came from the sky: "Stop!"

Hearing this voice, the Blood Soul Ancestor immediately recognized that it was Yu Lingzi coming, he was ecstatic in his heart, he knew that he had hope for life today, he looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan's gaze, revealing a deep murderous intent.

The Blood Soul Ancestor's desire to survive immediately became active, if there was the slightest possibility, he would never want to die, and any grievances would be written off, this was just something he said on the premise that he thought he would die.

Today, as long as he can live, the Blood Soul Ancestor swears that he will reach the True Monarch Stage in this life, even if he sacrifices all the costs, he will also reach the True Monarch Realm, and then he will brutally kill Yuwen Zhouyuan to avenge today's revenge!

It's just that the Blood Soul Ancestor looked down on Yu Lingzi, and also underestimated Yuwen Zhouyuan, as early as when Yu Lingzi was thousands of miles away, he had already been detected by Yuwen Zhouyuan's divine consciousness comparable to the True Monarch Period, how could he let Yu Lingzi stop it.

At the moment when Jade Lingzi appeared, the crystal in Yuwen Zhouyuan's hand flicked out and landed on the heart of the Blood Soul Ancestor's eyebrows, and a generation of heroes died!

Indeed, as the Blood Soul Ancestor said, from then on, the grievances of Yuwen and the Blood Family have been written off, and the bloodline of the Blood Soul Ancestor has disappeared in the world and been cut off......

Yu Lingzi's figure suddenly came closer, he looked at the blood on the ground and countless flesh and blood in a daze, and then looked at the blood soul ancestor's fallen corpse that had just risen to survive.

In the end, Yu Lingzi's gaze fell on the human head altar that was as high as a hundred zhang and several zhang in circumference, and suddenly a chill in his heart surged.

Yu Lingzi almost didn't hesitate, and immediately pinched his hands, and two golden rays of light flew out of the storage bag under the change.

Yuwen Zhouyuan looked as usual, stared at Yu Lingzi, and said flatly: "Yu Lingzi, you are late." ”

Yu Lingzi looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan, was suddenly stunned, looked at it carefully, and said in a lost voice: "You...... You were the disciple of the Five Lights Sect back then who didn't want to join my Kendo Sect!"

Yuwen Zhouyuan glanced at Yu Lingzi, and without saying a word, the heartbeat flashed out without a trace, but at the moment when it attacked the ground in front of Yu Lingzi, two golden rays of light automatically formed a protection in front of him, and at the moment when the heart beat without a trace fell, the two golden lights flashed sharply, and finally resisted dangerously, but its luster was greatly dimmed.

Yu Lingzi's face changed, he didn't hesitate, bit the tip of his tongue, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and landed on the two golden rays of light.

Pointing at Yuwen Zhouyuan, Yu Lingzi shouted: "Go!"

Suddenly, the two golden cymbals galloped away, and around them, layers of spatial cracks were constantly torn apart, and Yuwen Zhouyuan pointed with his right hand, and the forbidden qi in the soul bead suddenly all emerged, turning into gray dragons, stopping the advance of the two golden cymbals.

It's just that the quality of that golden cymbal is obviously extremely high, and the soul bead forbidden qi can only be slightly blocked, but it can't stop its impact.

Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes flashed, and his heart surged out again, this time, it turned into a series of continuous nets of divine thoughts, whistling, but its target was not the two golden flying cymbals but the jade spirit son.

Yu Lingzi's expression changed greatly, and at the moment of crisis, a big hand suddenly poked out of nothingness, grabbed on the large net that his heart turned into without a trace, and pinched it slightly, and suddenly the big net shattered and dissipated, but the big hand also trembled suddenly, and in the void, a slight snort came out.

Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged man in a gorgeous costume and a thin body appeared in front of Yu Lingzi, he glanced at Yuwen Zhouyuan, his eyes were stunned, but he immediately showed a look of ecstasy, and said, "It turned out to be you!" As he spoke, he summoned his right hand, and suddenly two golden rays of light immediately returned to his side, circling around.

After the middle-aged man appeared, Yu Lingzi breathed a sigh of relief, bent down and said respectfully, "See the messenger Nanda." ”

Although Yu Lingzi breathed a sigh of relief, his scalp was faintly numb, he didn't know what kind of magic weapon the vast net was, but at the moment when the big net came to him just now, he had a sense of life and death crisis when he was struggling on the battlefield of the Dongzhou Divine Domain.

Yu Lingzi had no doubt that if this messenger did not appear, then now, he had become a dead corpse, thinking of this, he looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan's gaze, in addition to deep fear, there was also a trace of pity.

"You actually didn't die, and in just a few decades, you have reached such a cultivation, very good, hand over the Book of Heaven, I will save you from death! Let you become the first person in the Dongyang Empire, how about it?" Nan Zhengda stared at Yuwen Zhouyuan and said slowly.

Yuwen Zhouyuan's face was as usual, this person would appear, in his expectation, and it was also thousands of miles away, he had already seen the traces of this person, this person was Nan Zhengda, the messenger of the Communication Building, and his cultivation was in Yuwen Zhouyuan's opinion, except for the peak of the late stage of the True Monarch, there was no other possibility.

If it weren't for the fact that Zhenjun was in the same boat in the later period, how could he easily block this heart-beating blow.

As for this person's knowledge that Yuwen Zhouyuan has the Book of Heaven, he had already taken it into account as early as when Yuwen Zhouyuan took revenge, so when he was in the Dongyang Empire, his divine sense has always shrouded his whole body, so that with his divine consciousness comparable to that of the True Monarch Period, as long as he is not close to face, no one can see his appearance.