Dragon blood bodyguard of the beauty president

Chapter 2632 The Ancestor Arrives
Long Fei took Lin Yingying to search the island and took away everything that could be taken away.

All kinds of exotic flowers and herbs, medicine books, magic weapon equipment, and even the beams of the house were ripped off and put into the Najie together.

On the outskirts of Beiming Island, the nests built with lightning strike wood were not spared either.

Long Fei raised his hand to grab it, turned into a black vortex, and swallowed the thing completely.

It was really comparable to locusts plundering the land, leaving no blade of grass behind.

According to Long Fei, this was his dojo, but it was snatched away by Kunpeng Patriarch.

He didn't care about Kunpeng either, and he took a little interest from Kunpeng, which was to spare this old thing lightly.

After they left, Kunpeng's disciples rushed back under the leadership of the golden-backed centipede.

They all knelt down on the ground when they looked at the deserted island-like Saint Dojo, and cried loudly, "Oh my God, is this something people do?"

"It's over, is this East Emperor poor and crazy? I even moved the rockery in my courtyard!"

"What is your rockery? He took away all the beds and bedding in my cave."

"Don't mention it, this guy is tearing down the walls and destroying the house. He can take whatever he sees. There is no grass growing on our island now."

"..."

A group of disciples complained together, but they couldn't get in touch with the master, so they could only sulk one by one, and helplessly went to other places to find some bricks and stones to build a house.

Everyone is a fairy, so we can't live in the open air.

Beiju Luzhou, on the battlefield of Xuanming abroad.

The pile of corpses was like a mountain, and the blood was flowing.

The million-strong army formed by Xuanming Kingdom and other witch clan alliances had just fought a battle with Xingtian's demon soldiers here.

The coalition forces of the Xuanming Kingdom suffered heavy casualties, and were almost defeated by Xing Tian's killing.

If Jiufeng hadn't stopped him, Xing Tian alone would have wiped out the entire Xuanming Kingdom.

Xuanren, the prince of Xuanming Kingdom, stood on the battlefield with a cramped face, looking at the soldiers who kept retreating from the front line, his heart was extremely entangled.

This war was waged by him.

Now that they are being defeated, the alliance army has retreated ahead of schedule, leaving only the army of Xuanming Kingdom standing on the front line.

There is only a big river between the two sides.

Xing Tian issued an ultimatum on the other side of the river, demanding that the Nether Kingdom and other Wu tribes all surrender.

Otherwise, the city will be destroyed.

All the royal family will be shot to kill.

In the Nether Kingdom, from the king to the courtiers below, they all chose to submit now, and they kept sending people to Quan Xuanren to withdraw and surrender.

Standing on the battlefield, Xuanming pointed in the direction of Xuanming's ancestral temple, and asked quietly, "Since the ancestor has manifested, why didn't he help us? Could it be that he is testing us?"

He looked at the ancient witches on the other side of the river who were baring their teeth and claws, full of sinister aura.

These ancient witches are brutal and fierce, obviously they have not evolved.

If you surrender to them, you will end up dead.

He stood on the city wall, pulled out the saber in his waist, and shouted at the soldiers under the city wall, "Did the wind in Beiju Luzhou soften your waist and break our courage? We Since ancient times, the Wu tribe has never worshiped God or Buddha. When did they fear the enemy? When did they fear the power? Now some people want to occupy our land and enslave our descendants. As the men of the Wu tribe, should we kneel down on our own knees? Plead with them like a slave?"

The soldiers under the city raised their sharp knives and shouted, "No!"

"No!"

"No!"

"..."

Xuanren raised his sword, waited for the crowd to calm down, and shouted again, "Then stand uprightly and straighten out your chests, and go into battle with me to kill the enemy. Freedom, or give me death!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

"..."

Nearly 30 troops from the Xuanming Kingdom roared angrily, causing tremors on the other side of the river bank where the roar shook.

Xing Tian stared at the opposite bank with cold eyebrows, and said to Jiufeng beside him, "This prince of your Xuanming clan is a man!"

Jiufeng also admired it quite a bit, "When every ethnic group faces danger, there will always be heroes. This kid is a hero, but unfortunately he is a bit disobedient!"

Xing Tian sneered, "Then kill him!"

Jiufeng sighed, "The Xuanming clan is my elder brother's clan after all, I don't want to kill any more."

Xing Tian thought for a while and said, "Their steadfast resistance is only due to the manifestation of the ancestor Wu. You and I will go there now and tear down the ancestral temple of the ancestor Wu Xuanming. As long as the ancestral temple is smashed, it will break their hearts. fantasies, they will be weird and surrender to us."

"you……"

Jiufeng squinted at him, how could he demolish his brother's ancestral temple?

Xing Tian stared at her and persuaded, "Sister Feng, don't care about small things when doing big things. We do this for the sake of the revival of the Wu clan. There is no other way except this way to reduce casualties. Spirit will also forgive us."

Jiufeng thought carefully and said, "Only demolish the temple, not the statue!"

Xing Tian said happily, "It's natural, you and I will go together, let me do it, I won't make things difficult for you!"

Jiufeng nodded, and crossed a ray of mysterious light with Xing Tian, ​​and came down outside the Xuanming Ancestral Temple.

A group of ministers are kneeling here begging Xuanming to appear, and the high priest is also jumping and jumping on it.

As soon as Jiufeng and Xing Tian came, a group of people stood up in fright, and retreated quickly, "You, how dare you come here?"

Xing Tian laughed loudly, "A group of idiots, you are also worthy of being the descendants of our Wu clan? Worshiping a stone statue all day long, is it possible that this stone statue can really manifest spirits?"

He strode up and walked up the steps to the temple.

A group of Ancestral Witch believers carried big knives and rushed forward to stop them shouting, "The Ancestral Witch Temple, don't allow us to be presumptuous!"

"Bold!"

Xing Tian drank loudly and stared, and the group of people exploded into a blood mist in front of his eyes.

The high priest was so frightened that he yelled, "Witch Xingtian, you are also a member of the witch clan, do you know what will happen if you disrespect the ancestor witch?"

Xing Tian stepped forward and cursed disdainfully, "You old witch, I love you the most in my life. You play tricks all day long, so is it possible that you can really contact the ancestor witch?"

The high priest stopped and said, "Xing Tian, ​​please be cautious in your words and deeds. Wu Zu told me just now that he will manifest here soon. You go now, there is still time!"

Xing Tian laughed disdainfully, "Old witch, bewitching people, pretending to be a ghost! Today I will expose your tricks, and I will see if the ancestor Wu will show his power!"

As soon as he raised his hand, he grabbed the high priest from the air.

"High Priest, if I tighten my palms, you will burst into a bloody mist just like the person just now. Tell me now, will the ancestor Wu come to save you?"

Xing Tian looked at the high priest coldly.

The high priest trembled with fright, but still insisted on saying, "I really contacted Wuzu, he will come, he will definitely come!"

"It's not a pity to die!"

Xing Tiantian's eyes turned cold, and he clenched his palms, about to crush the high priest.

Who knew that the void suddenly trembled at this time, a fist print flew across from the opposite side, and slammed on his body, sending him flying backwards for a thousand meters, plowing to more than a dozen halls before stopping.

He climbed up from the ruins and roared angrily, "Who dares to hit me?"

On the altar, Jiufeng was trembling all over, his eyes were red, and his knees couldn't help but want to kneel on the ground.

I saw a giant more than ten meters tall standing on the altar with a cold body, looking down at the world.

He is not the last time the blood body appeared, but a real flesh and blood body.

His flesh has a mysterious luster, and every inch of his muscles is perfect, like the embodiment of strength.The long hair was draped over the shoulders and swayed in the wind, each strand seemed to be full of Dao rhyme, messy but divine.

All the Wu Clan people under the altar knelt down on the spot, crying and shouting loudly, "Xuanming Clan pays homage to their ancestors!"

Jiufeng also knelt on the altar and cried bitterly at the giant above, "Brother, is it really you?"

(End of this chapter)