The Blood Soul Ancestor clenched his fist and hit the golden flag with a wave of his hand. Suddenly, the golden skeletons all around gathered and rushed towards Yuwen Zhouyuan.
As soon as Yuwen Zhouyuan thought about it, he immediately had the soul bead in his hand. With a single-handed spell, the gray mist enveloped him instantly, and the golden skull was immediately wrapped in it. Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes flashed and he suddenly said: "Ancestor Blood Soul, what did you do that day?"
How did you find my parents?"
The Blood Soul Ancestor's face twitched, he stared at Yuwen Zhouyuan, his eyes showed deep hatred, and said: "Boy, you will never know!"
Yuwen Zhouyuan's face darkened, and with a wave of his right hand, dozens of forbidden energy flew out from the black screen and fell instantly. Hundreds of Blood Soul Cult members screamed death.
"Ancestor Blood Soul, are you going to say it or not?" Yuwen Zhouyuan said coldly.
The Blood Soul Ancestor patted the storage bag, and a large knife flew out from it. The knife was about five feet long and gave off a burst of primitive color. He bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of blood. His whole body suddenly became sluggish, but
This big sword flashed suddenly, the tip of the sword pointed at Yuwen Zhouyuan, and the electric light flashed before it was swung away.
Yu Wen Zhouyuan's eyes flashed, and at the moment when the sword rushed towards him, his heart beat wildly and spread out wildly, turning into a string of webs of spiritual thoughts, wrapping up the flying sword in an instant.
Amidst bursts of crackling sounds, the broadsword dissipated little by little. Finally, Yuwen Zhouyuan's body swayed, and the heartbeat was exhausted. The broadsword shattered into pieces and turned into fly ash.
Yuwen Zhouyuan grabbed it with his big hand, and a jade bottle flew out of the storage bag. He opened the jade bottle and took a sip of the tens of thousands of years of spiritual rejuvenation liquid, and the Nascent Soul essence in his body was quickly replenished.
The Blood Soul Ancestor stared blankly in the direction where the sword disappeared, and his whole body suddenly became hundreds of years older.
Yuwen Zhouyuan made a secret with his right hand, and the five soul magic weapons flying swords turned into five streams of light and flew around. Under Yuwen Zhouyuan's divine thoughts, in the blink of an eye, several members of the blood soul ancestor screamed death,
Every scream made the Blood Soul Ancestor tremble.
"Ancestor Blood Soul, are you going to say it or not?" Yuwen Zhouyuan's voice was extremely cold.
The Blood Soul Ancestor took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's face was expressionless, without even looking at the Blood Soul Ancestor. He used his hands to change the magic formula and hit a restriction. Suddenly, the restriction thousands of miles away in the Blood Soul City suddenly moved and slowly shrank.
Those blood soul ancestors who fled to the edge looked desperately at the shrinking restrictions and experienced two extreme changes. One change was that they completely gave up resistance, and the other was that their eyes were red and they each took their hands.
He took out the magic weapon and flew towards Yu Wen Zhou Yuan without hesitation, like a moth to a flame.
Gradually, more and more clan members of the Blood Soul Ancestor rushed towards Yuwen Zhouyuan. However, as soon as they entered within a thousand miles, they were suddenly struck by the killing force descending from the sky, and their whole bodies turned into
Rain of blood fell on the ground.
The screams of the tribesmen reached the ears of the Blood Soul Ancestor. His body trembled violently, and bursts of sadness filled his heart. He tried to resist, but even the magic weapon presented by the messenger from the Communication Tower had no effect.
The face of the Blood Soul Ancestor became old again. At this time, he no longer had the demeanor of the past. What was left was just an old man who saw his tribe being killed and was unable to protect him.
"I...said!" Blood Soul Ancestor's eyes showed deep hatred. He looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan and said word by word: "Since my Blood Family and Blood Soul Sect have suffered this disaster, then no one can
If you want to run away, I was the tight-lipped man of the Dayan Sect back then. It was he who helped me find your parents, relatives, friends and family with the help of the calculation skills of the Heaven! You go find him, he is now the number one of the Dayan Sect.
The founder, the entire Dayan Sect, he said the same thing!"
"The Silent Man!" Yuwen Zhouyuan stared at the Blood Soul Ancestor. Regardless of whether what the other party said was true or false, Yuwen Zhouyuan remembered this name.
Looking at the Blood Soul Ancestor, Yuwen Zhouyuan's expression suddenly changed, and he glanced into the distance. Then a murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and with a wave of his right hand, the shrinking restriction suddenly intensified, and he suddenly appeared from thousands of miles away.
, during this process, all the monks inside died one after another before they even had time to scream.
At the same time, under the control of some magical power, human heads flew one after another and landed on the human head altar. Gradually, the human head altar grew larger and larger, eventually reaching almost a hundred feet in height.
So far, the entire Blood Soul Ancestor clan and the Blood Soul Sect in Blood Soul City have all died, except for the Blood Soul Ancestor!
There was blood on the ground, and the pungent smell of blood kept irritating Yuwen Zhouyuan's nasal cavity, making the murderous intention in his heart even more intense.
The Blood Soul Ancestor stared blankly at everything in front of him, then suddenly laughed wildly. The laughter was filled with ruthless and endless sorrow, and two lines of bloody tears fell from the corners of his eyes.
Yuwen Zhouyuan looked at the Blood Soul Ancestor quietly. After a long time, the Blood Soul Ancestor took a deep breath, looked up at the sky, his voice was full of vicissitudes of life, sorrow and indignation, and said: "Okay, okay, you and I Yuwen, the Blood Family, from now on
After that, all grievances will be wiped out. I will kill your parents, relatives and friends, and you will destroy my bloodline. The cycle of cause and effect is indeed a cycle of cause and effect. Yuwen Zhouyuan, do it!"
Yuwen Zhouyuan raised his right hand, and a crystal light flashed on his fingertips. 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 Yu Lingzi. He was ecstatic in his heart. He knew that he had a chance of survival today. He looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan with deep murderous intent in his eyes.
The Blood Soul Ancestor's desire for survival immediately became active. Even if there was even the slightest chance, he would never want to die. He would just wipe out any grudges. This was just what he said under the premise that he must die.
As long as he survives today, the Blood Soul Ancestor swears that he will reach the True King stage in this life, even if he sacrifices all the costs, he will reach the True King stage, and then he will brutally kill Yuwen Zhouyuan to avenge today!
It's just that the ancestor of Blood Soul looked down on Yu Lingzi and underestimated Yuwen Zhouyuan. As early as when Yu Lingzi was thousands of miles away, he was already noticed by Yuwen Zhouyuan's spiritual consciousness comparable to that of a true king. How could he
Let Yu Lingzi stop it.
At the moment when Yu Lingzi appeared, the crystal light in Yuwen Zhouyuan's hand flicked out and landed on the forehead of the blood soul ancestor, and a generation of heroes died!
Indeed, as the Blood Soul Ancestor said, from now on, the grievances between the Yuwen and Xue families have been wiped out. The Blood Soul Ancestor's bloodline has disappeared and been severed in the world...
Yu Lingzi's figure suddenly came closer. He stared blankly at the blood and countless flesh and blood on the ground, and then looked at the power of survival that had just risen on the fallen body of the Blood Soul Ancestor.
Finally, Yu Lingzi's eyes fell on the human head altar that was hundreds of feet high and several feet wide, and a chill suddenly surged in his heart.
Without any hesitation, Yu Lingzi immediately made a hand gesture, and under the change, two golden lights flew out from the storage bag.
Yuwen Zhouyuan looked as usual, stared at Yu Lingzi, and said flatly: "Yu Lingzi, you are late."
Yu Lingzi looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan, suddenly startled, looked at it carefully a few more times, and said in a voiceless voice: "You... you are the disciple of Wuguang Sect who didn't want to join my Sword Dao Sect!"
Yuwen Zhouyuan glanced at Yu Lingzi, and without saying a word, lightning flashed out without any trace of his heartbeat. However, the moment he attacked Yu Lingzi, two golden rays of light automatically formed a protective barrier in front of him.
The moment the mark fell, two golden lights flashed sharply, and finally resisted with repeated dangers, but their luster was greatly dimmed.
Yu Lingzi's expression changed. Without any hesitation, he bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of blood, which landed on the two golden lights.
Pointing at Yuwen Zhouyuan, Yu Lingzi shouted: "Go!"
Suddenly the two golden flying cymbals were galloping away. Around them, layers of space cracks were being torn apart. Yuwen Zhouyuan pointed with his right hand, and all the forbidden energy in the soul bead suddenly emerged and turned into a line.
A giant gray dragon blocked the progress of the two golden flying cymbals.
However, the quality of the golden flying cymbals was obviously extremely high, and the Soul Orb's forbidden energy could only block it slightly, but it could not stop its impact.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes flashed, and his heartbeat Wuhen surged out again. This time, it turned into a series of continuous webs of spiritual thoughts, roaring towards him, but its target was not the two golden flying cymbals but the Jade Lingzi.
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Yu Lingzi's expression changed drastically. At the critical moment, a big hand suddenly poked out from the void and grasped the large network that was transformed into a traceless heartbeat. He pinched it gently and the network suddenly shattered.
It disappeared, but the big hand suddenly trembled, and a slight hum came from the void.
Immediately afterwards, a thin middle-aged man in Chinese clothes appeared in front of Yu Lingzi. He glanced at Yuwen Zhouyuan, his eyes were startled, but he immediately showed a look of ecstasy and said, "It turns out to be you!"
As he spoke, he called with his right hand, and two golden lights immediately returned to him, circling around him.
After the middle-aged man appeared, Yu Lingzi breathed a sigh of relief, bent down and said respectfully: "See the envoy, Mr. Nan."
Although Yu Lingzi breathed a sigh of relief, his scalp was slightly numb. He didn't know what kind of magic weapon that endless net was, but at the moment when the net came near, he felt like he was on the battlefield of Dongzhou God's Domain.
The feeling of life and death crisis when struggling.
Yu Lingzi had no doubt that if the messenger from the communication building had not appeared, he would have become a dead body now. Thinking of this, when he looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan, in addition to deep fear, there was also a hint of fear.
It's a pity if there is or not.
"You are not dead, and you have reached such a level of cultivation in just a few decades. Very good. Hand over the Heavenly Book and I will save you from death! How about making you the number one person in the Dongyang Empire?" Nan Zhengda stared at it.
Yuwen Zhouyuan said slowly.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's expression was as usual. He expected that this person would appear, and he was also thousands of miles away. He had already found traces of this person. This person was Nan Zhengda, the envoy of the Communication Building. His cultivation level
In Yuwen Zhouyuan's view, there is no other possibility except the peak of Zhenjun in the later period.
If Zhenjun hadn't been in the same boat through thick and thin in the later period, how could he have easily blocked this heart-wrenching blow.
As for the fact that this person knew that Yuwen Zhouyuan possessed the Heavenly Book, he had already considered it when Yuwen Zhouyuan was seeking revenge. Therefore, when he was in the Dongyang Empire, his consciousness had always enveloped his whole body. In this way, he was comparable to the gods of the True King stage.
As long as they are not face to face at close range, no one can see his face.