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Chapter 226: Thunder Suppression, Wings Are Enriched Again! (Please subscribe for support)

"He Louyin, this is what you call knowing everything!"

The ice mist was rolling, as heavy as snow. Zuo Qiujiu's face turned red and furious. He looked at the head of the He Lou family who was sitting on the ground, his eyes almost ready to spit fire, and the veins on his cheeks and neck were bulging, looking hideous and terrifying.

"I, the Helou family, have been monitoring the Kuai people for hundreds of years. I have witnessed with my own eyes the Qiongshark sacred artifact falling into the far north. Two reincarnated ancestors died here. Three top-quality magical artifacts, including the Linglong Ring, Qingyou Sword, and Skylight Mirror, were lost. Who among the five great families dares to say that he knows the details of the Kui clan better than I, the He Lou family!"

He Louyin sighed with a bitter look: "Who would have thought that the Kui clan had such profound heritage if they hadn't witnessed it with their own eyes. They not only summoned a half-immortal-level demon king, but also more than a hundred terrifying flying zombies.

"You all know the character and customs of the Kuoi people. It is abnormal for them to deliberately preserve Feizhi. If you ask me about this, you might as well ask the Murong family!"

"He Louyin, Young Master You has poured dirty water on me. Although the secrets about the Kui people all come from the fragments of my Murong family, there is one thing that does not match the records!"

Master Murong shivered with anger and said in a hateful voice: "Zuo Qiuji, there is always a wrongdoer and a debtor. Even if Murong and He Lou really missed some key information, the five great families would not have ended up in such a miserable and tragic situation! "

"Brother Zuoqiu, if you are dissatisfied, go and vent your anger on the Mo family. If they hadn't done anything extra, they would have provoked the military commander of Dazhou Town. Why did the Kui tribe notice it so early? If we could quietly suppress the Kui tribe We must eradicate them all. There are [-] Kuei hostages, and the leader must calmly sit down and negotiate with us!"

The head of the Lingyin family, Lingyin Shu, also slapped the table angrily.

The 7 elites from the five major families entered the far north with the belief that they would win, hoping to build the next foundation and compete for luck.

But because of small mistakes, almost all of them were ruined.

Now, only 5000 people can escape to this basin, which is the only remaining strength of the five major families.

"Mo Family!"

When Zuo Qiujiang heard Ling Yinshu's angry shouting, his furious mood was stagnant.

The Zuoqiu and Lingyin families have been in-laws for generations. They are rare families in a thousand-year-old family that can cooperate honestly and without any grudges.

How could he not know what Ling Yinshu said.

The five major aristocratic families have fallen into such a miserable situation, and the main culprit is the Mo family!
But the situation is stronger than the people.

If the ancestors of the four families were all alive, they would naturally share the same hatred and seek justice from the Mohist family.

Even though he can't save the current situation, he can still let out a bad breath and let the Mo family die in front of him!
Unfortunately……

"Hey!"

The heads of the four major aristocratic families sighed in unison and looked at the other side of the ice mist with complicated eyes.

"Sing"

However, at this moment, a jade-like cry suddenly sounded, a hurricane broke out in the basin, snow and ice crystals splashed, ice mist exploded, and a green shadow rose from the ground and went straight into the sky.

"Ancestor, I leave the descendants of our family to you!"

"A single spark can start a prairie fire. As long as the ancestors do not die, even if only a few descendants of the family survive, they can slowly multiply and multiply. If they accumulate more knowledge, they may not have no chance of turning over!"

"Forefathers of the Mo family, please protect your descendants and escape safely!"

In the ice mist, countless cries suddenly rang out and spread far and wide.

"The Mo family escaped!"

The four masters were startled and all jumped up from the ground, their faces becoming extremely embarrassed.

They all rushed towards the ice mist in unison.

In a small open space, several bonfires were burning weakly, and the limited heat could barely drive away some ice mist.

One could faintly see seven or eight hundred Mo family members kneeling together in a crowd, bowing to the sky above the clouds. Under the dim firelight, there were frozen tears on their ashen faces, and there was a hint of hope in the desolation.

"Mo Shouchao, you didn't keep your promise!"

Zuo Qiujiu ran all the way and knocked away many Mo family members who were kneeling on the ground along the way.

The semi-saint-level body was as powerful as a giant mountain toppling over the realm. Many of the Mo family members who were knocked away by him had no time to fly up before they were directly crushed by the terrifying force and exploded into a mist of flesh and blood, which splashed around and caused a burst of energy. The turmoil of the formation.

"Mo Shouchao, didn't you say that your ancestors of the Mo family fled in the face of the battle, but saw that they were defeated by the Kui people, and wanted to preserve the descendants of our five great families? Why did you only take your descendants of the Moh family and flee!"

Zuo Qiujiu grabbed a tall man kneeling on the ground wearing black heavy armor, shook him desperately and shouted.

In a state of panic and extreme anger, he behaved like an ordinary person on the street.

"Qingmo Luan only has one head, how can it carry so many people!"

The head of the Mo family, Mo Shouchao, smiled bitterly and said: "Surrounded by powerful enemies and powerful beasts, Qingmo Luan has limited strength and is only good at speed. It wears divine armor, which already affects its speed. Bringing with me the sixty descendants of the Mo family is enough." Hardly!"

"Mo Shouchao, you perfidious bitch!"

Ling Yinshu strode over, punched Mo Shouchao hard on the shoulders with his fists.

The latter's knees softened and he fell to the ground. The bones in his body made a crisp sound, and the armor on his shoulders was also directly smashed, but it was just an ordinary armor of treasure armor level.

"Sure enough, your Mo family's unparalleled divine armor, the Star Falling Wing Armor, was also taken away by Qing Mo Luan!"

He Louyin gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

"Master, the Mo family dragged my four great families into the abyss, and now they have broken their last promise, betrayed us, and left with only the descendants of the Mo family?"

"Could it be that my Murong family is going to be completely extinct here!"

"Hahaha, it's ridiculous that my family, Zuoqiu and Lingyin, have been working hard in the South China Sea for hundreds of years. They could have waited for the great times to come and fought for opportunities overseas, but instead they listened to him and came to disturb this muddy water!"

"Have pity on us ordinary clansmen from noble families. Once the military commander of Dazhou Town reports our conspiracy to Emperor Zhou and loses our protection, the butcher's knife of Emperor Jing will surely be waiting for our clansmen!"

……

In the surrounding ice mist, the remaining members of the four great families heard the sound and came over.

Looking at Qing Mo Luan who had long since disappeared above their heads, everyone was filled with despair and despair.

Many people fell to the ground, their eyes were blank, they were dying, and they did not even dare to think about the cruel ending that their relatives were about to face.

Many people could not calm down their anger and rushed into the Mo family crowd, slashing with swords, punching and kicking, tearing women's clothes, and venting all kinds of emotions...

It is the last madness before destruction.

"Faith, hahaha, what is faith? Without the expected benefits, what use is this faith!"

Mo Shouchao laughed heartily, his sad and desperate voice revealing ferocity and madness. He seemed to be turning a deaf ear to the screams, howls, and cries of the tribesmen around him, and just kept trembling and grinning.

"Murong, He Lou, Ling Yin, Zuo Qiu, vent your anger, but it is destined to be an incompetent vent. The only one who can stand in the world in the future is my Mo family.

"And you will all be annihilated in the long river of history and never be seen again. Only the inheritance and continuation of blood is the eternal truth in the world!"

Mo Shouchao even raised his blood-red eyes and looked at the four masters with twisted pity.

"Hateful, hateful, it's hard to understand the hatred in our hearts without cutting you into pieces with a thousand knives!"

The faces of the four masters were as gloomy as water, and the most vicious and cruel looks burst out from their eyes.

At this moment, their hatred for the Mo family reached its peak, even far surpassing their hatred for the Kui tribe and Jiang Li.

After all, one of the latter is seeking self-protection and resisting foreign enemies, while the other is guarding one side and has the responsibility to defend the territory, and was personally attracted by the Mo family.

It's just that this kind of unforgettable hatred, even if it is vented and tortured Mo Shouchao a thousand times, it will not help.

After all, the four great families were destined to die here, but the Mo family was able to escape.

The Kui people are powerful and the alien beasts are powerful, but Qing Mo Luan was promoted to the holy level not long ago, awakened the blood talent in his body, and has the ability to move through the void instantly.

As long as they escape the first few bombardments, they can leave with at least half of the Mohist heirs.

Family, family!
The continuation of the bloodline is a noble family!

"Sing"

However, at this moment, a familiar cry suddenly sounded from the sky again, the sound was shrill and shrill, and seemed to contain endless pain.

Drops of blue-black blood crystals scattered on the ground from the ice mist, hitting the ice with a tinkling sound.

"Nine Nether Flame Bird?"

"Marquis Zhenjun, I am willing to surrender!"

Qing Mo Luan's wailing and begging voice was like a sharp sword falling from the sky, directly piercing Mo Shouchao's heart and lungs. The crazy smile on his face was completely frozen before it faded.

"Nine Nether Flame Bird, could it be that the Royal Family of the Great Zhou Dynasty has arrived!"

"Jiang Li, the Commander-in-Chief of the Army, is indeed here!"

The four masters looked at the sky and saw many figures falling from the sky. With screams, they fell heavily to the ground and turned into pools of blood and mud. They were all heirs of the Mo family who had just flown away on the Qingmo Luan. .

……

"Sing"

The green shadow cried, and as its wings trembled, the ice mist deposited in the basin suddenly surged up, rolling away in all directions, and the strong wind roared across it.

Jiang Li stood on the edge of the cliff and squinted his eyes. He saw a large green-black bird that was twenty feet long and had wings that stretched more than thirty feet. It rushed out of the ice mist and went straight into the sky.

The Qing Mo Luan has a beautiful shape and fluffy wings. The long green feathers are smooth and emit a sheen like jade or iron.

On the broad back, more than sixty young men and women wearing black armor looked nervous, holding on to Qingmo Luan's feathers with both hands, and there were steel ropes and iron ropes connecting each other.

A young man who was about twenty years old but had powerful spiritual thoughts, stood on the head of Qingmo Luan, looking in all directions with cold eyes. Several objects were rotating around him, and the light was restrained, but it contained a terrifying aura.

"They're leaving!"

Yan Xiyao let out a soft cry, fluttered her wings, stirred up the scorching hot wind, suddenly flashed out, and the next moment, she appeared in front of Qing Mo Luan.

"Nine Nether Flame Bird Clan? Who are you!"

Qingmo Luan screamed in alarm, and his heart trembled. Although its body has entered the holy level and awakened its innate abilities, the Nine Nether Flame Bird is also a descendant of the Phoenix lineage, and its bloodline level is much higher than it.

Before hiding in the basin, it clearly remembered that among the six strange beasts guarding the surroundings, there was no figure of the Nine Nether Flame Sparrow.

Otherwise, even if you give it 1 courages, you won't dare to take the risk of jumping out.

But at this moment, it couldn't allow it to think too much. The green and ink brilliance all over its body was greatly enhanced, and its body turned into a shadow, swooping away more than ten miles away.

"Hmph, now that you know my identity, you still want to try to escape. How long will it take if you don't surrender now!" Yan Xiyao sneered, flicked her wings, and even though she didn't see how amazing her speed was, she chased after her immediately. , directly tore off a large piece of Qingmo Luan's tail feathers.

"Senior, spare your life!"

The pressure from his bloodline made Qing Mo Luan tremble all over, and he couldn't help but beg for mercy in a low voice.

"Shut up, you idiot. You are also a descendant of the Phoenix. You can't be tougher. If you don't dare to fight back, both I and you may die here!"

The young man above Qing Mo Luan scolded coldly, and dozens of crystal thoughts flew out of his head. They were attached to the two magical weapons surrounding him, but they were a dark iron heavy ruler and a ball of ink rope.

"buzz"

The magic weapon was so brilliant that it hit Yan Xiyao and hit her pair of phoenix claws.

"Humans dare!"

Yan Xiyao's physical body reached the realm of half-step immortality. Her pair of phoenix claws were not weak compared to the unparalleled magic weapons, but they were left with a shallow mark by the ruler, and a long black rope flew over, trapping her wings and pulling them tightly inward. Go.

Yan Xiyao struggled hard, and red flames rose up all over her body, erupting with terrifying temperatures, and the scorching ink rope twisted and deformed.

But I don't know what kind of material the rope is made of. The red flames that can melt ordinary magic weapons and high-grade magic weapons are severely burned, but they can't burn the ink rope.

Moreover, the black iron ruler kept falling and hit Yan Xiyao hard. Although it could not cause serious damage to Yan Xiyao, it also interfered with the latter and prevented her from pursuing with all her strength.

On the edge of the cliff, the six powerful beasts guarding all sides also immediately noticed the Qingmo Luan's rise, and they all jumped up and chased after it.

Bai Qi, the winged tiger, took the lead. The rotating wind was generated out of thin air, wrapped between his wings, and intercepted in front of Qing Mo Luan.

"Go away, a little demon with two thunder tribulations dares to stand in front of the ancestor!"

The ancestor of the Mo family who stood above Qing Mo Luan sneered. Without sacrificing the magic weapon, a ball of spiritual thoughts came out and condensed into an ink compass emitting divine light. It directly hit Bai Qi, knocking the latter Staggered.

The ink-colored compass dispersed and returned to the body of the ancestor of the Mo family as spiritual thoughts. Qingmo Luan crowed again. The blood in his body surged, and the magical power of spiritual thoughts rolled out. It turned into a phantom and flashed out, moved for more than ten miles, and appeared in the distance. on the sky.

"Roar"

Six half-step immortal beasts rushed towards them at great speed, but they missed the target.

Most of them are strange beasts who have followed the path of ancient great demons. They are physically strong and their bodies are magic weapons, but they are not good at magic and flying.

I could only watch Qing Mo Luan fly away.

"Hmph, I have written down today's revenge, ancestor, and I will pay it back a hundredfold in the future. Leaders and military commanders, just wait!"

The ancestor of the Mo family stood on the Luan head and looked back, sneering bitterly.

"Did we finally escape?"

"There are more than 3000 tribesmen, but we are the only ones left alive!"

"Don't be discouraged. The elders have given us all the inheritance of the Mo family. To escape this troubled times, we will go overseas to multiply and repopulate, then die down, and then return to Kyushu when the time is right to plan for great things!"

On Qing Mo Luan's back, more than sixty descendants of the Mohist family finally secretly breathed a sigh of relief. They looked at the basin getting further and further away behind them, with complicated eyes and mixed feelings. They didn't know whether they were happy or sad for a moment.

Some even bit their palms and smeared the blood on their faces to record this blood feud.

"Xu Xutuzhi?"

"Return a hundredfold?"

"I'm afraid you won't have this chance!"

A gentle voice suddenly sounded in their ears. Everyone in the Mo family reported it at the same time. Looking up, they saw a jade-like young man wearing a Confucian robe and with crystal feathers stretched out behind his back standing in the sky in front of him.

"You are Jiang Li, the military commander of Dazhou Town!"

The ancestor of the Mo family's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly felt a huge sense of crisis.

With his state of vision, he could not tell the depth of Jiang Li's strength or level of state at all.

But the fact that this person can appear quietly on their escape route is enough to prove that this person has considerable strength and means.

Recalling the mysterious disappearance of several martial saints, ghost immortals and reincarnation backgrounds of the five major families, the ancestor of the Mo family did not want to get entangled with Jiang Li. With a thought, he sat down and Qing Mo Luan once again stimulated his natural ability and traveled more than ten miles in an instant.

However, before the ancestor of the Mo family could concentrate his eyes and adapt to Qing Mo Luan's extremely fast movement, Jiang Li had already clenched his fist and hit him hard.

The fist moved forward, and wherever it passed, the void continued to vibrate, opening countless gaps. The chaotic power of the void overflowed, and turned into controllable air currents under Jiang Li's fist. In an instant, within dozens of miles around, Everything is frozen.

There is also a boxing spirit that can reverse everything.

"Martial Saint? How old are you and you have become a saint!"

The ancestor of the Mo family exclaimed, his pupils shrinking to a point.

The young military commander on the opposite side not only reached the holy level, but the fist spirit he gathered was unheard of.

The physical body disturbs the void. This kind of power has already surpassed the ordinary half-step immortal.

Even the ten-headed beasts that forced the five great families into desperate situations had no such terrifying power at all.

Could it be that he is the reincarnation of a certain emperor from the medieval era!

The whole body of the ancestor of the Mo family was imprisoned, and the turbulence of the void was raging around him. Once his spiritual thoughts flew out, they would be shattered by the power of the turbulence in an instant, and then be sucked away by the gaps in the space, and he would not know how to drift into the eternal and silent universe. where.

He could only watch Jiang Li's punch coming from a distance, magnified infinitely in his eyes.

"Marquis Zhenjun, I am willing to surrender!"

The ancestor of the Mo family screamed in fear, but his fist hit him directly without any hesitation, and his body instantly turned into ashes.

The spiritual thoughts were shattered into countless pieces by the empty and chaotic power. Before they were absorbed by the space rift, a golden page in the divine platform in Jiang Li's mind directly absorbed all the thoughts of the ancestor of the Mo family.

"Puff puff"

Jiang Li's fist stopped, and the cracks in the surrounding space healed instantly, but the chaotic force of the void that stirred the world was still raging.

Cutting on Qing Mo Luan's body, feathers scattered and green blood splattered.

If it hadn't been covered with an unknown layer of armor and feathers on its chest and back, protecting its vitals, it would have been completely chopped into pieces by chaotic force in an instant.

Jiang Li stretched out his hand to grab the Qing Mo Luan, and gave it a fierce slap towards the distant basin. The Qing Mo Luan fell downwards like a meteorite, and crashed into the rolling ice mist, making a violent roar.

"Shutchi"

Jiang Li landed on the ground, raised his steps, shrunk down to an inch, spanned more than thirty miles in one step, and arrived under the basin in just one step.

"no!"

With a shrill and desperate roar, like a wild beast, Mo Shouchao looked at the Qing Mo Luan that fell to the ground and smashed into a mountain. His eyelids were split open and blood was flowing freely.

"Qing Mo Luan was beaten down, and the ancestor of the Mo family died!"

The four masters were also shocked by the scene before them, and they all moved backwards.

Looking at Qing Mo Luan, whose whole body was covered in blood and flesh, with withered feathers, and the descendants of the Moh family who were smashed into flesh everywhere.

They couldn't care less about schadenfreude.

"hiss"

From all directions, the sound of Zombie Kui running hard came from far away, getting closer and closer, and above his head there was the terrifying pressure from powerful alien beasts.

There is no escape from heaven to earth.

"The five major families formed an alliance and didn't think about how to defeat the enemy together. Instead, they fought among themselves at the bottom of the valley and killed each other!"

The air fluctuated slightly, and Jiang Li's figure appeared in front of the five aristocratic families in an instant. His eyes swept across the messy open space and the chaotic and unsightly scenes of fighting around him, and he couldn't help but frown slightly.

"You are Jiang Li, the commander-in-chief of the Great Zhou Dynasty!"

The five masters were horrified. Although they were not ancestor-level figures, they were able to take charge of their families. Their qualifications and strength were among the best of their generation. The weakest among them were half-saint warriors and body-stealing masters.

But it wasn't until Jiang Li's figure appeared and he made a sound that they paid attention.

As for how Jiang Li appeared and where he came from, nothing was known!
"The Mo family's magic weapon is so weird. I can't get away from it. Jiang Li, please help me take it off!"

The ice mist turned into rain above the head, and a huge divine bird with red flames all over its body fell down with a black iron ruler in its mouth. It was entangled by a long ink-colored rope burning with fire, and it continued to burn and become chaotic.

"咴"

Zhui Feng, Liu Yun, and Bai Qi also arrived soon after. The rock owl sat on the back of the winged tiger and sensed with his eyes closed. More than ten thousand zombies were on the ground on all fours, rushing over.

The gleaming eyes were looming in the ice mist.

"Jiang Li, you have destroyed the last hope of my Mo family!"

Mo Shouchao roared and rushed towards Jiang Li, his eyes filled with hatred as he wanted to eat Jiang Li alive, but his head was shattered with a punch from the ancestral warrior who arrived shortly after.

The descendants of the Mo family were wiped out, and hundreds of other clansmen in the basin were almost all wiped out in the anger and killings of the four major families.

"Brother Jiang Li, I want to kill all these humans to avenge my people!"

Yan Xiao opened his eyes and looked coldly at the remnants of the four major families. As soon as his heart moved, the zombies around him swooped over, grabbed each of the panicked family members, tore them apart and devoured them.

"Marquis Zhenjun, we have no irresolvable grudges. Since we are both human beings, please leave us alone!"

Zuo Qiujiang was already in despair, but when he saw that the leader of the army seemed to respect Jiang Li, Zuo Qiujiang felt a sudden change in his heart. He gave up all dignity and knelt down with a thud.

Although there are less than a thousand Zuoqiu clan members left in the basin, there are still more ordinary clan members surviving in southern Kyushu.

If all the elites of these aristocratic families were killed in the battle, the rest of the clan would not be able to escape destruction.

"Marquis Zhenjun, please spare our lives. We may have deserved our death, but there are still many tribesmen outside who don't know about this. They can all become subjects of the Marquis!"

Ling Yinshu also quickly knelt on the ground and begged urgently.

If it were any later, once all the members of the clan died, the Lingyin family would no longer have any value.

Troubled times are about to arise, and the family that has lasted for thousands of years will disappear completely.

(End of this chapter)