Outside the bedroom, the sun is bright.
Wang Changji walked through the collapsed door and walked into the courtyard.
Walk past the orange cat's body.
Xiao Ju has a pair of brown eyes, staring motionlessly at the sky at this time.
Push open the courtyard door and walk out of the small courtyard.
He hadn't been out of the yard in broad daylight for a long time when there were so many people. The more people there were, the more uncomfortable this world made him. Nothing is different.
He raised his head, looked at the bright sky, and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"a shame!"
A strong old man walked towards me and asked immediately, "Is Changxiang in your courtyard?"
Of course he remembered that this man was Wang Lianshan, the head of the Wang clan of this generation and his father.
Wang Changji looked at this man and said nothing.
"Trash! I'm asking you a question!" The old man felt that his majesty had been challenged, and raised his hand to slap him.
His hand just came up.
Wang Changji's hand was already pressed against his heavenly spirit.
Wang Lianshan was frozen in place, but his hair and flesh and blood suddenly had a flowing quality, "flowing" down from his body and forming a pool next to him. Such a strong old man, a cultivator in the Zhoutian realm, was instantly left with only a skeleton in place.
Snap, snap!
The skeleton 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 come?"
"Damn it! Where are the clan guards?"
"Please come over, worshipers!"
The peace of the Wang clan was broken, and they fell into confusion and panic.
There were already people with weapons slowly surrounding Wang Changji.
There were also angry young men who took the lead and rushed towards Wang Changji with a wooden stick.
The world is noisy and chaotic.
Wang Changji watched everything happening in front of him, still very calm.
He took steps to meet them, going against the flow of people.
He spoke, but his voice did not waver, and he did not care whether he could be heard or not——
"Let me bring justice to you."
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In the 14th year of Zhuangli Yongtai, in Fenglin City, Qinghe County, the Wang family, one of the three major surnames, was exterminated.
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Maplewood City is located in the southeast of Zhuang Kingdom.
As the capital, Xin'an is located in the middle of Zhuang Kingdom and radiates throughout the country.
Almost at the same time that the monk from Feilai Peak committed suicide with his sword, a burning candle went out without any wind in a secret room somewhere in the headquarters of the Criminal Investigation Department in Xin'an City. It was a fire candle blended with the host's soul.
When the host dies, the soul fire is extinguished.
The monk on duty here immediately stood up, made a secret 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. 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 gavel!
clang!
The bell echoed, and the message was immediately transmitted to the sacrificial hall, but the sound did not reach the secret room.
Feilai Peak is attacked!
At this time, a sacrificial ceremony for the Taizu of Zhuang State was taking place in the sacrificial hall.
The monarch Zhuang Gaoxian has been practicing in seclusion in recent years and has not paid attention to things for a long time.
The person who is presiding over the sacrifice is Du Ruhui, the Prime Minister of the country, an old man who is over a hundred years old.
His face was pale, but his hair was completely black.
After receiving the information, he didn't even take off his sacrificial robes. He just casually took off the ceremonial crown. With one step, the mountains and rivers suddenly turned around and he was thousands of miles away!
There is nothing left in place except the fluctuations of space changes.
This is the magical power that is so close to the end of the world!
We have seen similar scenes many times, but the officials present were still excited. It's just that due to the sacrificial occasion, I didn't dare to speak out.
This is Zhuang Guo’s Dinghai Shenzhen!
Since Du Ruhui, the Prime Minister of the country, came to power, relying on his rare magical power, he was close to the ends of the earth, suddenly from the southeast to the northwest, and dominated the world.
He is almost the spiritual pillar of Zhuang State's military and civilians.
I can't remember how many times, Du Ruhui left in the middle of the matter.
There is no other reason, it's just that Zhuang Guo is too weak and needs him too much!
After Du Ruhui left, officials from the Ministry of Rites stepped forward to hold up the ceremonial crown and continue the unfinished sacrifice.
The major affairs of the country are only sacrifice and military affairs.
The prime minister in charge of the sacrifices left the scene due to business, but the sacrifices could not be stopped.
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Du Ruhui took a step forward, but did not appear inside Feilai Peak.
Because a powerful force shook the space and cut off his way. He can only appear outside Feilai Peak!
The fighting on Feilai Peak had been so clearly reflected in his eyes, but he could not go any further.
Du Ruhui raised his eyelids and saw the phantom-like stone archway in the sky, recognizing it as the shadow of the Gate of Hell.
Only the gate of hell that connects the two realms of Yin and Yang can lock the space here and limit his reach.
This was a premeditated ambush!
The vertical pen peak has been cleared, the Yuheng peak has fallen, and the Feilai peak is his most likely landing point. In an emergency, it may be the only place to go.
To the northwest, black smoke suddenly rose and condensed into a giant sword-wielding ghost.
Roar! Roar!
The roaring continued.
Southeast, northeast, southwest, north, south, west, east, in every direction, a huge ghost appears. Some are showing their teeth and claws, or some are wrapped in chains, each of them is fierce and powerful, as if together they are holding up the phantom of the ghost gate in the sky.
Make that mythical archway seem real.
Gan ghost, Kan ghost, Gen ghost, Zhen ghost, Xun ghost, Li ghost, Kun ghost, Dui ghost, eight ghosts locking the dragon formation!
Du Ruhui suddenly fell into the formation, but he did not panic. He only looked down at his feet in mid-air, frowned and asked: "Ouyang Old Ghost! Is Lingxiao Pavilion also involved in this matter? Ye Lingxiao did not hurt you, but just played a game with you. play?"
Without waiting for the other party to answer, he added: "Impossible. It's impossible to fool me with this kind of trick. It's impossible for Ye Lingxiao to break through in advance in order to cooperate with you. You can't give that level of benefits!"
“I haven’t seen you for decades, but the little baby is still so confident!”
Wisps of black smoke seemed to emerge from deep underground, gathering into a huge skull at Du Ruhui's feet.
The mouth of the black smoke skull opened and closed, and he said with a strange smile: "You are indeed not easy to deceive, so I really fought with Ye Lingxiao, and I really suffered a heavy blow! However, I sacrificed a stand-in before setting off, The injury is all on the stand-in. Otherwise, no matter how strong the kid surnamed Ye is, how can he have the chance to hurt me?"
"It turns out to be a legendary treasure like a stand-in doll." Du Ruhui didn't mind being called a little doll. In terms of age, the other person was indeed several rounds older than him. He nodded and said, "No wonder it is so."
"You have an insider in this sect, do you think I don't know about it? Although the substitute is precious, it can not only break Ye Lingxiao's seclusion and delay his breakthrough, but also make you relax your vigilance. It's not worth it!" Ouyang Lie laughed strangely, and seemed very proud: "You kids, you know what I'm doing!"
He is indeed qualified to be proud. Looking at the surrounding countries, Ye Lingxiao is a genius, while Du Ruhui has always had far-reaching plans and is equally famous for his intelligence and strength. They had always been the only ones who made others suffer, and it seemed that Ouyang Lie was the only one who made them suffer at the same time.
Seeing that Feilai Peak was about to capsize, he was trapped in a vicious formation and was being taken advantage of. The situation in the entire Sanshan City and even Qinghe County is in danger, which will even affect the entire Zhuang Kingdom.
Du Ruhui laughed softly.
"Since Ye Lingxiao has not cooperated with you, what do I have to fear? You are so old and dead, withered bones in the grave! What can you do with this ghost gate and the Eight Ghosts Locking Dragon Formation, what can you do to me?"
"Hahahaha." Ouyang Lie was also laughing: "I don't need to kill you. Just take a look at Feilai Peak and see if it can be saved!"
Du Ruhui stopped smiling: "I don't believe you go to such great lengths just for a Feilai Peak."
The huge black smoke skull screamed: "Then guess what I am doing?"
"No more guessing." Du Ruhui replied calmly, spreading his hands and his black hair dancing wildly: "Let me ask you!"
The black light bursts out, and the eight ghosts come together!
