Eternal Mad Emperor

Chapter 231 Who is it?

In a lake, there was a bang, and a black figure rushed out of it. He was Fang Hao who had obtained the Daoist scriptures. Unexpectedly, he did not die in the hands of the demon, but was lurking here, and only now appeared.

"I didn't expect that monster's strength to be so strange. Fortunately, I have my father's life-saving talisman, otherwise..." There was a deep fear in his eyes.

But soon, he frowned, looked at the portal that was about to disappear in the sky, and said with unwilling eyes: "It's a pity, I only got the Dao scriptures, but I didn't get the Dao blood, otherwise, maybe I have already broken through to the Vientiane realm .”

He shook his head lightly, then his eyes flickered, his figure flicked, and he rushed to the portal in the air.

But just as he rushed out, his figure stopped, and his face became even more gloomy in an instant: "It's you!"

A white-clothed man suddenly appeared and stood in front of him.

"Go away, my young master!" Looking at the person in front of him, Fang Hao shouted angrily, with a faint murderous intent emanating from his body.

But after the man in white heard it, he didn't have the slightest intention of giving in. Instead, he said with a cold expression: "Hand over the Taoism."

"Looking for death!" Fang Hao was furious, and his face became grim.

Who is he?

He is the third young master of the Fang family, and he has received the inheritance of Daozi. He is about to become a Daozi. Even if he meets a monster, he can retreat safely. Now that someone is so reckless, he has a strong killing intent in his heart.

With a bang, his momentum exploded, and a phantom of a scorpion appeared from behind him.

Boom boom boom! !Immediately, there was a violent wind howling in the void, and there were bursts of thunderous noises, and even thunder and lightning fell from the sky, as if it wanted to blast the earth.

When the storm dissipated, with a bang, a distressed figure suddenly fell from the sky and hit the ground, splashing a wave of sand and dust flying all over the sky.

"Impossible...your strength...who are you?" The person who fell to the ground was unexpectedly the powerful Fang Hao.

At this moment, his face was pale for a while, and his eyes were shocked. Looking at the white-clothed man in the void, he felt a storm in his heart.

There was a bang, and soon, there was an astonishing loud noise from this side of the world, and Fang Hao's heart-piercing screams were faintly heard.

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Outside the Huolin Mountain Range, when some candidates came out of the portal one after another, some people in the field reveled, some became sad, and there was a faint roar of extreme anger.

"Soul Transformation Realm, what an eye-opener! I didn't expect that my Ling family finally has a descendant, and a disciple of the younger generation breaks through to the Spirit Transformation Realm."

"My son... my poor son, I said at the beginning that my mother doesn't care about strength, fame and wealth. My mother only wants you to be by my side and live well." A woman cried bitterly.

"What happened in the trial ground? Also, who got the Daozi inheritance?" Someone also asked in surprise.

With a chirp, a cultivator came out from the portal, and then he yelled with hatred: "Dead, all of them are dead."

"Who died? Tell me, who died?" Someone's complexion changed drastically, and he asked urgently.

At the same time, Sheng Shang Ji Zhuoyang couldn't help his eyelids twitching, and a bad premonition came to his heart. In an instant, he stretched out his hand, and a strong suction force sucked the monk into his hand.

"Speak! What happened? Who died?" He shouted loudly, exuding a threatening aura.

Immediately, the cultivator's mind trembled, and it became clear that the person in front of him was the current Holy One. His expression showed extreme fear, and his body trembled even more: "It's the first prince... the third prince...the two of them... are dead."

boom!It was really a word, the world was shocked, Ji Zhuoyang felt a thunderbolt in his mind, his expression was furious, and he was full of disbelief.

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! Hong'er has an elephant soul golden armor and an eagle soul golden spear. In the spirit transformation state, no one can kill him at all."

"You're lying, you're talking!"

"You mere pariah, dare to bully me, who is the sage of the red moon, your sin is unforgivable, it is simply unforgivable."

"die!"

Ji Zhuoyang seemed to be in a state of madness, holding the hand of the cultivator's neck, there was a sudden strong shock, and with a bang, blood burst out in an instant, the cultivator's body exploded, and blood splashed on his face, but he didn't seem to be at all. Unconsciously.

"Wow! The Third Prince and the First Prince, did they really perish in the trial ground?"

"Who? Who is so bold to kill the two of them? Don't you know that the Ji family's royal family is the king of this world?"

Immediately, Shi Potian was shocked, and everyone showed shocked and unbelievable expressions, because something like this was absolutely shocking to them.

Mr. Qian, Zhou Wentong and the others also showed a look of horror, and a turbulent wave was set off in their hearts.

Qinglian frowned, for some reason, she didn't show shock, but her face darkened, this kind of expression rarely appeared on her body.

"Who? Who killed them both?"

hum!There was a burst of white light at the portal, and then, a blood-stained figure rushed away from the portal in a panic.

As soon as this figure appeared, the complexions of Mr. Qian and Qian Fufu who were underground not far away changed drastically and their eyes widened.

"Wow! Isn't this the young genius of the Qian family, Qian Jinyin? With his strength, someone chopped off his arm and ended up in such a miserable end?"

This embarrassed figure was Qian Jinyin. As soon as he appeared, the crowd immediately boiled like a pot exploded.

"I know who killed the First Prince and the Third Prince."

During this time, Qian Jinyin's face was pale, even though his severed arm was still faintly dripping with blood.

"Who? Who the hell?" Ji Zhuoyang shot murderous intent in his eyes, and opened his mouth to drink.

At this moment, he doesn't care about the succession of the Daoist or the position of the Daoist, he only cares about whether Ji Hong is dead or not, and at whose hands.

As the eldest prince, Ji Baojun has no value at all in his eyes, because he has many heirs under his knees, one more or one less, it has no effect on him at all.

However, Ji Hong was different, he spent a lot of effort on him, and even planned to pass on his holy title, so that he could cultivate himself and break through to the Divine Origin Realm as soon as possible.

But now all of this, all his painstaking efforts, will be in vain. Thinking of this, his heart is full of anger.

He is the saint of the red moon, and he is the sky in the red moon. He wants to see who it is, who dares to oppose him. He has secretly sworn in his heart that no matter who the opponent is, he will also kill the nine clans and kill him. Qi Lingchi was executed to dispel the hatred in his heart.

Qian Jinyin's eyes contained strong hatred and resentment, and he said a name in the shocked and incredible eyes of everyone.

"Lin Wentian!"

"The one who killed the Third Prince and the First Prince was none other than Lin Wentian."

"And my arm was also severed by him. Not only that, he also used a mysterious monster to ruthlessly kill my human cultivator. Lin Wentian is simply a devil."

(End of this chapter)