Immortal Martial Venerable

The three major factions of the Ji family each sent their masters to Feixian City to coordinate Ji Changkong's affairs. When they learned everything from the Fei Xian Wang, the master of the family's line, Ji Wu, could not sit down. Living.

It was a dark and windy night. In a courtyard in Feixian City's City Lord's Mansion, beside a stone table under a big tree, there was a middle-aged man sitting.

"Unexpectedly, it turned out to be true, that guy really appeared."

Ji Wuzai muttered to himself. On the table in front of him, there was a hip flask and a jade cup. He was picking up the hip flask and filling the empty jade cup. Then he picked up the jade cup and drank it with his head up.

"bump."

He smashed the jade cup violently, and then stood up: "Ji Changkong, don't blame me. If you want to blame, you and the Patriarch are the enemy. I don't want to kill you, but I have to kill it."

Ji Wu's eyes became fierce.

At the same time, in another courtyard of the City Lord's Mansion, a white-haired old man laughed and was so excited that his grandson returned.

The old man set up a banquet in the yard, and then ate and drank all alone, a large bowl of wine, and a big mouthful of meat. They swallowed for ten thousand years, and it was time to exhale and raise their eyebrows.

He is celebrating the return of his grandson.

"It's a pity, it would be great if those old friends were here too."

The old man said as he reached out his hand to grab a wine jar beside him, raised his head and started drinking.

When he met Ji Changkong in the chaotic world, he asked Ji Changkong to return to Ziwei Zuxing with himself, but Ji Changkong refused.

After so many years, Ji Changkong finally came back.

Many secrets of Ji Changkong’s return will be revealed. However, people in the Patriarch’s line do not want Ji Changkong to come back. It was Emperor Ji who did the tricks that made Ji Changkong fall into the chaotic world. Trapped in it for ten thousand years.

If it were ordinary people, I am afraid that they would have died long ago and could not die again.

But at this time, the big figure of the Ji family from the neutral faction was both happy and worried about Ji Changkong's return. He could already predict the consequences of Ji Changkong's return to the Ji family.

Compared to the other forces on Ziwei Zuxing, they wish that the Ji family was in chaos, and it would be better to split, so that they would have a chance to get ahead.

The behemoth Ji Family is really too powerful, no one wants and dare not provoke it. The Supreme Inheritance is not a joke. Only when the Ji Family is in chaos, other forces have a chance to get ahead.

"Rumble..."

At this moment, the area where the Land of Flying Immortals was located suddenly rushed out of the fairy light, a powerful breath came out from the depths of the ruins in the mountain, and the whole mountain was shaking.

"Again."

All the monks in Feixian City sensed the immortal Dao aura that came from outside the city, and they couldn't help but be surprised and happy. Some people directly rose up from the city and rushed to the depths of the mountain.

Some powerful figures have already come outside the Fei Xian Ruins. At this time, there is fairy light blooming in the Fei Xian ruins, and the entire ruins are shrouded in the fairy light.

The people near the ruins of Fei Xian, bathed in the fairy light, actually felt a kind of feathering Fei Xian, their bodies also radiated bright fairy light.

All the monks shrouded in the fairy light were fascinated, with the fairy light constantly escaping from their bodies, and the aura in their bodies was constantly weakening.

In the end, even the primordial spirit flew out of the divine aperture, turned into a fairy light, and dissipated in the void.

"what……"

Those monks who were about to enter the fairy light and bathed in the fairy air couldn't help feeling a chill when they saw this scene, and they all stopped, staring at this scene dumbfounded.

I saw that dozens of monks bathed in the fairy light all fell inside one after another, and all their essence turned into the fairy light, melted into the fairy light, even the primordial spirit turned into the fairy light.

And the strangest thing is that the monks who died in it all had a smile on their faces, as if they had really taken off.

"What's the matter? Is that how the great teacher was robbed back then."

Someone said with a trembling voice.

"This is weird."

Some people said with lingering fears, if they also walked into the fairy light, wouldn't it be the same.

At this time, in the depths of the ruins shrouded by immortal light, vaguely chanting chants faintly rang out, which made the monks outside feel shocked, which was a great temptation.

It's like a supreme immortal master chanting the supreme celestial scripture in the ruins, and if there is no sound, it seems that there is no supreme truth, which makes many monks be fascinated by gods and their consciousness begins to become blurred.

Some people with weak cultivation bases began to walk forward blankly, immersed in the fairy light. The next moment, they began to emit fairy light from all over their bodies, and then fell directly to the ground, and their vitality was instantly taken away.

"Roar."

Someone is roaring, making great sounds.

The monks who were about to fall into confusion immediately felt as if they were drunk with a slap, and some people immediately regained their sobriety. When they realized that they were walking towards the fairy light in front of them, they were all startled in a cold sweat.

However, some people still didn't wake up, walked directly into the area covered by the fairy light in front, and then burst into the fairy light, and fell to the ground with a smile, and there was no sound.

This time, hundreds of cultivators were recruited. They were robbed of their minds by the Ruoruuowu voice from the depths of the ruins. They walked into the fairy light without realizing it and lost their lives.

The Taoist sounds from the depths of the ruins are still lingering between the heavens and the earth, but at this time, everyone knows that this kind of Taoism is terrifying, and people with weak cultivation bases retreat directly to the distance.

Soon, the people below the immortal **** realm all retreated, and only the existence above the immortal **** realm could barely counter the weird Taoist sound from the depths of the ruins ahead.

However, with the passage of time, the sound of the Taoism in the ruins ahead was actually increasing, and even the gods could not resist the temptation.

The immortal **** also retreated, and soon the immortal king had to retreat. In the end, the immortal emperor, Da Neng, and quasi-sage all retreated, leaving only the holy creatures persisting.

"What's the matter, is that the great sect of the year really died out like this?"

On a mountain peak in the distance, a white-clothed youth wins snow, and a young man in white is watching the scene ahead, shrouded in the fairy light of the entire ruins, as if there is a supreme fairy chanting, and a fairy shadow is looming.

In the other direction, above the sky, listening to a chariot, pulling the chariot is the sacred beast Purple Qilin, in the chariot, two sharp gazes looked towards the depths of the ruins ahead.

"This is the celestial light of murder, who is doing the ghost in it."

Such words came from the chariot,