Ji Wuming, however, didn't seem to have much of a reaction. He was still the same as before, timidly hiding behind Fang Yi, seemingly not having the slightest impression of Ji Zongheng in the sky.

No wonder, after all, he was only six years old.

"Presumptuous! If the king wants to deal with him, how can he survive?"

"I will not embarrass you, but Yuntianjiang must die today."

Ji Zongheng's tone was cold and there was no doubt that Yuntianjiang was the culprit who ambushed General Shenwei. How could he let him go?

"Who dares to kill my father!"

Yun Feiyue rushed out quickly and stood in front of Yuntianjiang. Facing Ji Zongheng, she showed no fear.

"Yue'er, step back!"

Yuntianjiang shouted, being imprisoned in the water prison, he had become indifferent to life and death. Especially when he learned that the person who rescued him was the son of General Shenwei, his heart was filled with regret and guilt.

He didn't regret his original decision. What he regretted was trusting Hei Jing too much. What he felt guilty was that he felt sorry for Ji Wuming, who was only a six-year-old child, but...

As the father of his own child, he felt that his sins were so serious that death would not be a pity.

"Father!" Yun Feiyue was unwilling to give in, but she saw a trace of determination in her father's eyes.

"Yue'er, my father's wish is enough to see you again, but I owe this life to Ji Tianxing."

Yuntianjiang smiled lightly and looked at Yun Feiyue with eyes full of pity and reluctance.

"Commander Yun, no!" Jiang Wanli also shouted quickly.

"How can the Demon Army surrender to others? At worst, they will fight to the end."

"Yes! Fight to the death." The surrounding demon army shouted in unison.

Yuntianjiang shook his head slightly and said: "Thank you all, soldiers, but this matter has nothing to do with anyone, it is my own decision."

Yuntianjiang seems to have made up his mind.

And he knew that King Zhennan wanted his life, and no one here could stop him.

"King Zhennan, listen, I died today not because my demon army is afraid of you, but because I feel ashamed of your grandson." Yuntianjiang shouted.

"No life?"

Ji Zongheng's eyes flashed and he asked quickly: "Yuntianjiang, where is my grandson now?"

Hearing this, Fang Yi knew that he should show up. With Ji Zong by his side, these demonic forces would definitely not be able to harm them at all.

Then, he led Ji Wuming out of the crowd.

"Fang Yi of Shenwei Camp has met King Zhennan and is in charge."

Fang Yi clasped his fists slightly. At this moment, he had returned to his original appearance.

"Fang Yi!"

When Ji Zongheng saw Fang Yi, his expression became extremely excited, but his eyes were fixed on Ji Wuming behind Fang Yi.

"He, he..."

Ji Zongheng looked extremely nervous, even stammering when he spoke.

But Fang Yi naturally knew what he wanted to ask and nodded affirmatively.

"It's lifeless, it's really lifeless. My good grandson, please let grandpa see it."

Ji Zongheng was extremely excited. At this moment, he was just like an ordinary old man. He no longer had the awe and awe to dominate the world. In his eyes, there was only Ji Wuming at this moment.

The people around him all looked at each other in confusion.

Ji Wuming, however, was completely at a loss. He looked at Ji Zongheng warily, and completely hid behind Fang Yi.

"Wu Ming, I am grandpa, don't you know grandpa?"

Ji Zongheng stepped forward quickly.

However, Ji Wuming was so frightened that his face turned pale and he almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Fang Yi held him up.

"My lord, please don't worry. Wu Ming was only six years old at the time. He was imprisoned in a water prison for twelve years. He has almost forgotten everything in the past. His mind is far inferior to ordinary people. He has almost lost his language skills and is extremely afraid of life. So he must

Don’t push too hard.”

Fang Yi was afraid that Ji Zongheng would frighten Ji Wu's life again, so he said quickly.

When Ji Zongheng heard this, his expression became extremely painful. He looked at Ji Wuming with a look filled with self-blame, "Wu Ming, it's all your fault. Grandpa is late. Grandpa is sorry for you."

Ji Zongheng said with tears hidden in his eyes.

The crowd around them all looked at the three people in the field in disbelief. It was only at this moment that they knew that the young man who seemed to be demented was actually the son of General Shenwei and the grandson of King Zhennan.

A child who was only six years old was imprisoned in a water prison for twelve years. What a tragic fate it was.

At this moment, their eyes were full of pity when they looked at the young man.

Ji Wuming's mood calmed down a little. He looked at Ji Zongheng blankly, maybe he found some relevant memories deep in his memory.

"Wu Ming, he is your grandfather, the father of your father, General Shenwei, do you remember?" Fang Yi also reminded in a low voice.

"Yes!" Ji Zongheng nodded quickly, and then a red bamboo dragonfly appeared in his hand. On the leaf of the bamboo dragonfly, there was also the word Ji Wuming written on it.

"Wu Ming, look, you made this bamboo dragonfly yourself and gave it to grandpa. Do you remember it?"

Ji Zongheng asked nervously.

Ji Wuming, who was originally timid, suddenly became less timid for some reason when he saw the bamboo dragonfly. Instead, he reached out to pick up the bamboo dragonfly. His eyes seemed to see a beloved thing that he had not seen for a long time.

It seemed that he remembered this bamboo dragonfly.

"Wu Ming, you really haven't forgotten grandpa."

Ji Zongheng smiled happily, but burst into tears.

Fang Yi was also extremely surprised, but he was happy to see that Ji Wuming could recover as soon as possible, which would undoubtedly be the best.

"Wu Ming, you have suffered so much these years."

"Now, grandpa wants to kill all the people who harmed you back then."

As Ji Zongheng spoke, his expression suddenly changed, and his aura erupted, like a volcano erupting. He was no longer the ordinary old man, but the powerful Zhennan King.

Boom!

As he lifted up, the heaven and earth shook violently, and a huge ancient demon god gathered behind him. The ancient demon god was a hundred feet tall, towering over the sky, and a violent aura swept out. The entire sky was under this demon god.

So strong!

Fang Yi was extremely shocked at this moment. He had gathered hundreds of ancient demon gods. Such strength was simply unheard of. He was definitely the most powerful warrior he had ever seen.

The crowd around them was also extremely frightened, even Jiang Wanli and others were no exception.

Under the hundred-foot demon god, no one had any doubt that the other party could kill them with just a move of his little finger.

Not to mention taking action, just the unparalleled violent aura made them feel as if they were about to explode.

Fortunately, this breath was not directed at them.

But everyone in the Black Prison was not so lucky.

Bang!

Bang bang bang!

Explosions were heard, and below, the Black Prison Killers exploded one by one, filling the sky with blood mist, like brilliant fireworks all over the sky.

"No! Ah!"

"Run!"

Countless black prison killers screamed pitifully. Under this violent aura, they had no power to resist at all, and they couldn't even escape.

"From now on, no more black prisons will be allowed to exist on the Tianwu battlefield."

Ji Zongheng's voice was like the judgment of a king, leaving no room for doubt.

Following this sound, the Baizhang Demon God turned his hand and slapped it directly towards the island below where a group of black prison killers were located.
Chapter completed!