The Legend of Douba Resurrection

ps: Today is the 29th of the twelfth lunar month. The whole family went to grandma's house and didn't go home until after 6 o'clock.When I got home, I opened Word and started coding. It was really hard.

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At an altitude of thousands of meters above Yancheng.

"Cuckoo."

The thick-winged bird under Xiao Yan's feet sang, and it was a little tired after four days of non-stop flying.

With a light touch of Xiao Yan's right foot, he flew into the air.

"Oh!"

A pair of huge Purple Cloud Wings spread out behind Xiao Yan.

"Wait for me here, soon."

Xiao Yan flapped the Ziyun wings on his back and whispered to the thick-winged bird, and then shot towards the bottom as soon as the direction was turned.

"Well, this Mo family is really arrogant. Hey, it's different to have the support of Yunlanzong."

As the altitude got lower and lower, Xiao Yan could clearly see a building group in the northeast corner of the city that was several times larger than the City Lord's Mansion in the center of the city.

"Whoosh!"

A dazzling purple light drifted over the city.

"boom!"

A cluster of meteorites glowing purple crashed into the magnificent building in the center of the Mo family's land.

"Oh!"

In the blink of an eye, the huge building was burnt into ruins by the impact and burning of the meteorite.

"Well, that's the feeling, the feeling of destroying everything."

Xiao Yan stopped in mid-air, flapped Ziyunyi behind his back, looked at the scenery under his feet, closed his eyes slightly and said drunkenly.

"Whizzing!"

From the moh family's deliberative hall that had been turned into ruins, two extremely embarrassed figures flew out and landed on the ground.

"Cough cough."

An old man in Chinese clothes suddenly fell to the ground and shouted angrily: "Who the hell is he? Are you tired of working? How dare you attack our Mo family!"

A middle-aged man next to him whose eyebrows were all burned coughed violently and said in embarrassment, "Second Elder, Third Elder, and Fourth Elder are all dead."

"Check it out! Check it out for me! Who the hell is it!"

The grey-haired old man in Chinese clothes said solemnly.

"Swoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!..."

Not far away, strong men from the Mo family kept coming here.

"May I ask who of you two knows the old dog Mo Cheng?"

Suddenly, a polite male voice came from mid-air.

"Huh? That is?"

The two people who were still gnashing their teeth on the ground just now looked at the top of their heads with a drastic change of expression.

I saw a handsome young man flapping a pair of purple energy wings behind him and looking at the two of them with a smile on his arms.

"Fighting Qi into Wings? Fighting King Powerhouse!!"

The middle-aged man in Chinese clothes narrowed his pupils and looked at the figure in mid-air with a look of horror on his face.

In just a few seconds, the middle-aged man's complexion became even worse, because he knew that this mysterious strong man was obviously looking for something, and he was also the one who attacked the Mo family's meeting hall just now.

Obviously, the gray-haired old man beside him also understood this truth, and his face was also abnormally livid.

"May I ask who of you two knows the old dog Mo Cheng?"

The mysterious strong man in mid-air asked politely again as no one answered below.

"Gollum."

The old man swallowed hard, then stepped forward cautiously and said, "Where is your friend from? What misunderstanding is there with our Yancheng Mohist?"

"May I ask who of you two knows the old dog Mo Cheng?"

The mysterious strong man asked again patiently.

The old man below saw that the mysterious strong man didn't give him face, so he had a strange expression and said: "This old man is Mo Cheng, the great elder of the Mo family, you should know that I am the outer sect of the Yunlan sect... "

At this time, the strong Mo family who came from nearby also gave Mo Cheng a little confidence to talk to this mysterious strong man. The backstage of the Mo family was the Yunlan sect of the empire, and he was the deacon of the outer sect of the Yunlan sect.

It's just that no one in the Jia Ma Empire would dare not give face to the Misty Cloud Sect.

It's just that Xiao Yan interrupted Mo Cheng before he finished speaking.

"Hehe, so you are the old dog Mo Cheng, then go to hell!"

Xiao Yan chuckled lightly, and lightly tapped his right hand, a purple fireball with a diameter of nearly two feet quickly formed in front of him, and then slammed into the two people below who hadn't breathed yet.