Covering the sky: Starting from the Golden Crow of the Holy Cliff

Chapter 48: The Heavenly Street Crushes the Aristocratic Family, and the Holy Land Burns to Ashes

A dead body fell from the sky, eyes wide open in death, creating a large hole on the ground with cracks spreading out like a spider web.

"Ancestor!"

"Grandpa Zu!"

A group of people in the Jiang family burst into tears. This was the backbone of their lineage, but now he was slaughtered and fell from the sky.

It is foreseeable that their future will not be bright. Without anyone at the top, who will fight for their interests and who can protect them?
"Jiang Yifei, you have betrayed your clan and destroyed your ancestors. There will be no place for you in this world!" One of them shouted, obviously showing off his strength but being weak inside.

"Clan, whose clan is it?" Jiang Yifei, with disheveled hair and a devilish aura, said indifferently, "My name isn't on the family tree, so I'll start a new lineage. I'm a clan all by myself, and today I'll settle accounts with you!"

He rushed forward and killed them. He knew which people had high status and that killing them would make the top leaders of the Jiang family heartbroken, so he acted ruthlessly.

With half of an ultimate weapon in hand, he was invincible and no one could be his match. The ancient Jiang family in front of him all screamed in fear, and then fell down with crackling sounds like dumplings in a pot.

This scene fell into a pair of eyes, with a puzzled voice.

"Strange, this person has a strong imperial blood." Ji Zi was surprised and was the first to find something wrong.

He is the emperor's son, and the purest void blood flows in his body.

At this moment, the sea of ​​suffering in Ji Zi's body began to ripple, and was stimulated by another ancient emperor's bloodline, emitting a special sensation.

This is at least the imperial blood of four generations ago, which is really rare in today's times.

"I didn't expect that the Jiang family would have a person who reverted to his ancestral family. It's a pity that he was forced to rebel." Ji Zi sighed.

"That young man from the Jiang family is acting too hastily. He doesn't belong to this era. Imposed interference often backfires."

The smell of decay permeated the air, and a voice came from Ji Zimei's heart, which did not have a high opinion of the Longevity Heavenly King in the Northern Territory.

This is the protector of the Emperor's son, a great sage with a short life span. He is of an incredibly high generation and is qualified to call the Jiang family's descendants juniors.

"Yes, we... don't belong to this era!" Ji Zi's eyes moved with a complicated expression.

After he was born, he did not disturb anyone, but just walked silently in this world, with his heart still remaining in the ancient times.

The joys and sorrows, separations and reunions of the past are unforgettable.

There's no going back.

Ji Zi's protector asked whether he should take action to rescue Jiang Yifei.

The older one is, the more they understand the preciousness of the ancestral imperial blood...

The latter's eyes were deep as he looked towards the distant sky without saying a word.

At the end of the distant ocean, a special wave spread out, and at the same time, there was an ancient sacrificial sound that was vast and could not be heard from far away, but came slowly and shocked people.

The people from Huangguji family have arrived to participate in the feast.

There were strong men standing in the eight directions of the sky. The Ji family masters were like clouds, blocking all the routes and trapping Jiang Yifei and Ye Fan.

"That's right, it's the other half of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Pot!" someone spoke, holding an ancient book and carefully feeling the fluctuations. It was exactly the same as the imperial power that came from the war in the Northern Territory.

Soon, dozens of elders from the Ji family appeared, stepped forward together, and were ready for battle.

Jiang Yifei's heart sank. He said, "When did the Ji family become a pawn of other forces?"

A beautiful young woman smiled sweetly, her voice like pearls falling on a jade plate: "My clan's young master's divine body has just been formed. Only the weapons of the ancient emperors can match it. I will leave the imperial weapons and let you go."

"No, he can leave the imperial soldiers behind, but not this human medicine. A big shot has specifically asked to capture him."

Next to him, another beautiful girl spoke, pointing at Ye Fan, commanding him with an attitude that did not allow him to be refused.

"You are so arrogant! Aren't you afraid that your tongue will be blown away by the wind?" Ye Fan's face darkened. It would be unbearable for anyone to be called "human medicine" over and over again.

The inherent arrogance of these so-called ancient families and immortal holy places made him angry, and he wanted to rush up and smash them to pieces in one breath.

"Do you know that there are three thousand years in the east and three thousand years in the west?" Ye Fan had no way to retreat. He had been hunted down by the Yaoguang Holy Land, the Ji family, and the Jiang family for the past six months. He no longer wanted to endure it.

At this moment, his aura was faintly compatible with the broken bowl, and he shouted: "If I can achieve the ultimate saint body in the future, perhaps I can stage a scene where the bones of the noble families are crushed on the streets of heaven and the holy land is burned to ashes. There is no eternal inheritance in this world."

Seeing that Ren Yao dared to threaten him, the maid of the Ji family's face darkened and she scolded him, "You are talking nonsense!
"A mere useless body wants to defy the will of Heaven. The Holy Body has long since fallen, and now is the era of the Divine Body!

"Don't even think about leaving, either of you!"

"You can't stop me." Jiang Yifei spoke in a strong voice, his white hair disheveled, his ragged white clothes stained with blood, and he protected Ye Fan behind him.

He had even killed the supreme elder of the Jiang family, so naturally he would not be afraid of the Ji family. He immediately rushed over and beat to death the two rude female slaves.

The next moment, a blue sea suddenly appeared in the blue sky, and the bright moon rose slowly, casting a holy silver light.

A man in purple clothes with fluttering sleeves looked like a god descending from heaven. He was only about twenty years old, with eyes as bright as stars. He stood with his hands behind his back, blocking the way ahead alone.

"I must obtain the lid of the ancient Heaven-Swallowing Demon Jar!"

"Crazy!" At the end of the endless void, the old saint of the Ji family murmured, his blood rushing up, and his state of mind that had accumulated for six or seven thousand years almost broke.

The four poles want to seize the emperor's weapons and open up the precedent of ancient mythology.

He took back what he had just said. The family still needed someone to manage it, otherwise who knows what kind of trouble would be caused in the future and would bring disaster to the whole family.

Ji Zi was speechless, his expression kept changing, but finally he smiled faintly: "Forging ahead bravely against the current is also a way to success, maybe he can go very far..." He was calm and did not interfere.

As long as it doesn't involve the life-forbidden zone, he and his protector can show up and clean up the mess.

As for capturing people to refine medicine, Ji Zi's pupils were slightly cold, and she didn't say anything...

"It really appeared. Big Moon seized the imperial weapon."

In a gap in the void, light appeared between Yan Ming's eyebrows, and he used his great supernatural powers to record the scene at the moment, intending to pass it on to the future so that future generations would know what happened today.

Next to him, the fat Taoist priest watched everyone scrambling for the broken bowl and cursed in his heart.

Damn Ji family, the little Siji dares to steal the Taoist's treasure.

This kind of stuff wouldn't even make a splash if thrown into a ruthless arena.

You haven't suffered from Duan De, but you want to ride on Duan De and enjoy the good life. Do you deserve it?

"Fellow Daoist Duan, you are thinking about how to dig through the ancestral tomb of the divine body and how to take back half of the ultimate weapon, right?" Yan Ming said with a smile.

The unscrupulous Taoist broke out in a cold sweat, his heart was terrified, and he looked at the saint in front of him who was wrapped in the Lihuo Divine Mark with fear.

The next moment, he saw a pair of brilliant golden eyes, like two divine suns, with captivating divine flames, as if they were as old as two hundred thousand years.

These eyes look so familiar. I wonder where I have seen them before.

Where is it?

"Ah, ghost!"

Suddenly, Duan De let out a heart-wrenching scream, as if he had seen a ghost. He subconsciously wanted to run, but he stumbled and fell, lying in front of the fire spirit. He was extremely terrified and retreated with his legs curled up.

"It wasn't me. Don't come looking for me. I haven't had time to dig up your grave yet..." The unscrupulous Taoist was crying and kowtowed repeatedly. He was terrified: "Every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt has its creditor. I didn't take any treasures. There is nothing in there. No, I didn't even go in..."

The corner of Yan Ming's mouth twitched. He knew that F4 was abstract, but he didn't expect it to be this abstract.

Suddenly, his expression froze, he thought of something, and began to ask.

"Your Majesty, there is no cause and effect between you and me. I beg you to show mercy and let me go!"

The fat guy had a sad face. He didn't expect that he would meet such an old ancestor today. No wonder the Sky-Swallowing Demon Cover was lost. Everything was fate.

(End of this chapter)