The strongest in the heavens, the king of fishing

However, he was not discouraged. He started to practice martial arts secretly now, and he also got the "Amitabha Sutra of the Past", one of the supreme secret books of the Great Chan Temple. He firmly believed that he would be able to turn himself over in a short time and control his own destiny. .

"Mother, I will definitely rectify your name and let the court make you a wife... At that time, I want to see what that Mrs. Zhao looks like."

Hong Yi clenched his fists.

I will never forget, when I was just sensible when I was seven years old, there was a banquet held in the Hou's mansion to appreciate the moon, when there was a crowd.

My father and the guest were in love with each other, just because my mother made a reconciliation, and was immediately reprimanded by Mrs. Zhao in public, "Behave frivolously, don't obey women's morals, and the brothel habits will not change."

After returning home that night, my mother was so angry that her veins stagnated, she vomited blood and hurt her body, and died of illness two months later.

When she died of anger, her mother was only 25 years old.

He still doesn't know that her mother was poisoned to death by Mrs. Zhao with Hong Xuanji's acquiescence!

"Not only should I justify my mother's name, but when I'm strong enough, I also need to ask my father why he didn't treat his mother kindly back then. I want him to admit his mistake to his mother!"

A gleam of light suddenly shot out from Hong Yi's eyes. He would not have dared to think of such an idea in the past.

His father was Wu Wenhou, an important minister of the imperial court, a minister of the Ministry of Rites, a master of Neo Confucianism, and a sage of martial arts. With such amazing identities, he thought how could it be possible for this father to bow his head?

However, the "Amitabha Sutra of the Past" gave him enough confidence. With this supreme scripture in hand, Hong Yi is sure to become stronger quickly, and as long as he is strong enough, nothing is impossible!

If he had the strength of Ye Donghuang, it would not be impossible for Hong Xuanji to kneel in front of his mother's grave to repent!

"Practice!"

Do it better than think about it!

Hong Yi immediately turned back to his room, closed the door, and began to practice the "Ox Demon Powerful Fist" taught by Bai Ziyue, one of the Eight Great Demon Immortals not long ago.

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For these, Ye Donghuang naturally knew, but it didn't matter!

To be strong is to be willful!

The sky was full of thunder, and there were gusts of wind and thunder. In the scattered flower building, Ye Donghuang didn't have any worries. He looked at the stunned Su Mu in front of him, and he should continue the unfinished business.

"Surely no one will bother me this time, right?"

Thinking about it, Ye Donghuang climbed up to Su Mu's snow peak with both hands!

"Ok?"

Su Mu felt the mischievous hands on his snow peak, and suddenly came back to his senses, the murderous intent in his eyes was condensed, and he clenched his fists tightly!

But thinking of Ye Donghuang's terrifying strength, it turned into a helpless sigh in the end!

Even her master's avatar was easily destroyed by Ye Donghuang, and even Yang Pan's ship of good fortune was robbed, who else can stop Ye Donghuang?

While thinking about it, the clothes on her body disappeared, and she was pulled into the arms of Ye Donghuang's masculine and masculine body.

The man's masculine and domineering aura rushed towards her face, and a pair of big hands full of enthusiasm kept wandering wantonly on her body!

She is like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered!

"what!"

With an exclamation, Su Mu's delicate body as white as jade was submerged!

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Chapter 559

Under Ye Donghuang's superb fingering, palming, and spearing skills, she was quickly lost!

Her pretty face was blushing, and her eyes were blurred, allowing Ye Donghuang to fiddle with her wantonly!

Sudden.

A sharp stabbing pain came, mixed with the rolling thunder above the sky, the sound was rolling, and the battle was fierce!

On this day, thousands of miles of thunderclouds shrouded Yujing City for a whole day, scaring countless people to shiver, hiding at home and not daring to go out!

The ghost immortals who have not survived the thunder calamity are even more panicked. Their spirits hide in their bodies and dare not show their heads, for fear of being scattered by the thunder calamity and being chopped into ashes.

Eleven at night.

An old woman on crutches came to Sanhualou quietly.

She is the old mother of Prince Yang Yuan's Wusheng Dao Wusheng, who has cultivated into a ghost fairy!

"stop!"

Just when the Wusheng old mother arrived at the Sanhualou, a burly man blocked his way. It was one of the good fortune thunder dragons created by the good fortune avatar.

Although the Good Fortune Thunder Dragon is a creation of the void, it also has the strength of a thunder catastrophe, which is not comparable to the inanimate mother!

"My lord, please also report to Lord Donghuang, and say that Wusheng's old mother has something important to ask to see!" Wusheng's old mother didn't dare to trust her, she cupped her hands and said.

"Prince Yang Yuan asked you to come, right? I'm not interested in him, you can go!"

Before the Good Fortune Thunder Dragon could speak, the Good Fortune clone suddenly appeared in front of Wu Sheng's old mother, and said indifferently.

He is Ye Donghuang's avatar, and he has the same mind as the deity, so he naturally knows who the Wusheng old mother is!

Wusheng's old mother was startled, but thinking of the task assigned by Yang Yuan, she quickly said: "Master Donghuang, you can listen to the prince's promise and it will not be too late to refuse..."

"Noisy!"

Good fortune avatar inherited Ye Donghuang's overbearing, too lazy to talk nonsense with Wusheng's old mother, stretched out his big hand, and directly grabbed Wusheng's old mother.

"Master Donghuang..."

The Wusheng old mother wanted to say something, but she didn't have the chance to speak at all. Feeling the danger coming, she couldn't care less!

Seven circles of light appeared in the back of his head, and with every movement of the circles, an incomparably majestic spiritual and soul pressure pervaded the entire space.

All the seven light circles rose up and turned into seven emperor-like gods. The appearance of these five emperor-like gods showed a huge power not weaker than ghosts and immortals.

However, under the power of the Creator, the avatar of good fortune, everything seemed so weak. Before the inanimate mother could show her strength, she was crushed to death by the avatar of good fortune, and all her thoughts were swallowed up!

Prince Yang Yuan?

A little villain with no treasures, Ye Donghuang couldn't even arouse the slightest interest!

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