The ax light flashed away!
Wan Jinming's eyes flashed with confusion.
He didn't understand why he would die if he no longer wanted revenge.
"boom!"
Until the moment when his life completely dissipated, his eyes still flickered with confusion.
"You dare to bully the little hamster, don't you know that Master loves little hamsters the most?"
Zhou Mingjun looked at the Zhenhun Hall coldly. He didn't have a good impression of these people at all, so naturally he didn't have a good temper.
"I'll kill him. If you want revenge, I'll be with you anytime!"
Zhou Mingjun looked at the people in Huangming Mountain and said coldly.
The faces of the people in Huangming Mountain changed rapidly, and they all clenched their fists, but in the end they had no choice but to loosen their fists unwillingly.
"As for you, Master won't see you, go back!"
Zhou Mingjun knew Zhang Xuan's temper and refused directly.
"you… "
Some people were not angry, but they could only turn into a helpless sigh.
Zhou Mingjun looked at these people, saw the unwillingness and helplessness in their eyes, and sneered in his heart.
At this moment, these people thought that he was arrogant and domineering, and that they had been wronged. But these people did not want to think about what they did when the people from the Five Holy Lands first came to Bincheng
Treat human life as nothing!
Arrogant and domineering, arrogant!
Only the people in Shengwu Mountain are better, but the good is limited. Shengwu Mountain also has the arrogance of the Holy Land.
"Fellow Taoist, I want to compete with you in an upright manner some other time!"
Guan Shengwu ignored everyone's ugly expressions, stepped forward and clasped his fists.
He was talking about another day!
This is the pride of genius.
Zhou Mingjun had fought with a big demon for so long, and his strength had been damaged. Guan Shengwu didn't bother to take advantage of this advantage.
Zhou Mingjun still had a good impression of Guan Shengwu, and nodded to Guan Shengwu, "Tomorrow, you and I will fight in the Misty Forest!"
"good!"
Guan Shengwu was overjoyed, and without any hesitation, turned around and returned to the sacred ship in Shengwu Mountain.
Seeing this, the people from Shengwu Mountain also returned to the divine ship.
The people from Huangming Mountain had the ugliest expressions.
Their people were killed in front of so many people. If they didn't say anything, where would the pressure of Huangming Mountain be
However, their bodies trembled when they thought of what happened to the Soul-Suppressing Palace and the Heavenly Demon Palace.
The strength of that dog is really terrifying.
Yan Jundian was rejected. The Taiyi Golden Immortal's face did not change at all. He hugged Zhou Mingjun, Chen Ming and Gouzi with a smile on his face, and then turned around and returned to the divine ship.
…
Wu Jinghua and a group of people finally arrived in front of the small courtyard.
Gua Wazi and others looked at the small courtyard in front of them, with a look of longing like a pilgrim in their eyes.
"Village chief, hurry up and take out Ancestor Shuzun's heavenly book and give it a try!" Gua Wazi whispered expectantly.
The eyes of others were also full of hope.
Wu Jinghua knew that these juniors had suffered enough from the hardship of fleeing and were eager to settle down.
He nodded, but his heart was full of sadness.
The Pangu Sect was so powerful in the world back then, but now even living a stable life has become a luxury.
This time, in order to confirm the identity of this ancestor, they brought magic weapons that several ancestors had used. Once these magic weapons reacted, it would be enough to prove that Senior Zhang was one of their ancestors.
Wu Jinghua first took out a book, and the others looked at it expectantly.
This book is the magic weapon heavenly book of the ancestor Shuzun, and it will definitely resonate with the ancestor Shuzun.
The next second, they froze.
"no response!"
"Why is there no response?"
"Something's wrong, it's obviously the ancestor of Shuzun, why is there no reaction?"
"Could it be the ancestor of the painter? Village chief, try it quickly!"
The results of the first verification made these people disappointed.
They were unwilling to give in and were sure that the senior in the small courtyard must be from their Pangu Sect.
Wu Jinghua quickly took out a piece of paper. The paper was in tatters and seemed to be annihilated at any time.
Wu Jinghua took it out carefully. The paper was blank, but if you look carefully, you can still find vague traces on the paper.
Suddenly, a Taoist rhyme overflowed from the plaque, instantly covering the piece of paper. Under everyone's disbelieving gaze, the piece of paper turned into ashes and disappeared.
"This is impossible? This is not true? This is a painting painted by the ancestor of painting!"
"Village chief..."
The results of the second verification were simply unacceptable to more than a dozen young people.
"There must be something wrong? Village chief, has it been too long and the ancestors and their treasures have lost their sensitivity?"
Wu Jinghua immediately shook his head, "It's impossible. This was painted by the ancestor himself. Even if the ancestor is reborn, his soul will never change."
"Then what's going on?"
"Yes, village chief, what's going on?"
They are obviously their ancestors, but why did these things have accidents twice
"Don't you still have the ax of Ancestor Li Zun? These disciples of Senior Zhang all use axes. Senior Zhang must be Ancestor Li Zun!"
"Yes, village chief, take it out quickly!"
"No need, we must have recognized the wrong person!"
Wu Jinghua's face became very ugly.
disappointment!
despair!
Ancestor Li Zun would definitely not have the aura of books on his body, but Zhang Xuan had sensed it from a distance and had a strong aura of books on his body.
Did he really find the wrong person
"Village chief, what should I do?" Gua Wazi and others' faces were full of despair.
For them, 'hope' is the biggest killer!
They have been on the run for so many years and have become accustomed to a life on the run.
But why should we let them see hope
They have even planned how they will live in the future.
Can…
Gua Wazi and the others looked gloomy, and there was even a faint sense of death coming out of them.
They have never thought about what would happen if Senior Zhang was not their ancestor.
They have informed the old, weak, women and children in the village that they have gone to the lower realm.
They even gave them a guarantee, but...
Thinking of this, they became even more desperate.
At this time, there were waves of fighting coming from the direction of Bincheng.
Gua Wazi looked at the two people wielding axes in the void and murmured: "This is the opening ceremony of our Pangu Sect. How could they not be our people!"
Suddenly, an idea flashed through my mind.
Gua Wazi's eyes sparkled and he looked at Wu Jinghua, "Village Chief, do you think this senior is the master of the three ancestors?"
Seeing the blank expressions on everyone's faces, Guawazi explained: "Isn't it said that the three ancestors Li Zun, Shu Zun and Hua Zun came from the same sect? Think about it, could we have met three of them? Ancestor’s master?”
After hearing Gua Wazi's words, the eyes of the already desperate person became brighter and brighter.
Yes, this possibility is not impossible!
If this senior is really the master of their three ancestors, then...