The token flew above the void, and after a circle around the golden dragon, it exploded into pieces with a 'bang'.
"Meet Your Excellency." Qu Lang shouted loudly as he knelt on one knee on the ground.
Seeing Qu Lang's posture, the other demon cultivators realized that their expressions had changed drastically, and followed Qu Lang to bow down.
All the demon cultivators shouted in unison, "Meet Your Excellency."
The gloomy black clouds above the sky dissipated, and the four Black Crows stepped down from the clouds and bowed their heads respectfully: "Meet Your Excellency."
What is majestic and majestic, what is illustrious, the righteous cultivator has seen it today.
Those ruthless demon cultivators were so obedient as domestic cats at this time, they didn't dare to lift their heads.
"What do you call your lord? Isn't it your lord?" The first elder realized that his voice was hoarse after he finished speaking.
The third elder said: "It's definitely not Xixin's respect for the Lord, the breath is wrong. We and Xixin are also old rivals, she is not as capable as this 'sir'."
"Has Grandpa heard of this person?" Ling Lan asked curiously.
The first elder shook his head: "I have never heard of it, nor is it a certain Venerable guardian of Wuxinya."
The third elder thought about it carefully, and said, "It seems that I have never heard of such a person in the mortal world."
Si Wenning sneered and said in a sarcastic tone: "It seems that your holy mountain is nothing more than that. You don't know one person who comes out, and you don't know another person, tsk tsk."
The first elder and the third elder blushed, and they also felt that this was a bit strange.
Clear Sky Immortal Sect controls the monks in the world, and it can be said that Chongguang is hidden, but it is still in their sight.
But the adults in the mouth of the demon cultivator are different, they have never heard of it from beginning to end.
Given the importance that Haotian Xianzong attached to demon cultivation, this was obviously unusual.
Above the void, the golden dragon opened his mouth, and his voice could not be heard from men or women.
The voice was not loud, but it penetrated the whole world: "Get up."
The magic cultivators stood up neatly, even more orderly than well-trained soldiers.
The golden dragon waved its tail lightly, and the strong wind that drove the three people swept the tree down ten miles away. It swam in the sky, as if it were a fish in the water.
After Jinlong swam around the heavy light, Sen Ran asked, "Do you want an artifact?"
Before Qingbo could speak, it roared as if provoked, twisted its body, and headed straight for the light.
"Master..." Anyang didn't know why Jinlong was targeting his master, but he didn't want his master to be in trouble.
He flew and tried to rush forward, but was knocked out by the golden light emitted by the golden dragon.
"Eldest brother." Lu Yuan hurriedly ran over to help him up.
Only then did they discover that the golden dragon didn't send the heavy light, but the majestic wind that it brought up when it flew into the sky, blew the heavy light ten miles away, and also washed away the gloomy clouds.
A little golden light sprinkled on the dragon scales, and the light seemed to reveal a noble air, making it more dazzling and more domineering.
"You've been looking for news about the artifact." Jin Long's majestic voice was very certain.
In addition to the majesty, the gleaming light in those huge dragon eyes made everyone shuddered.
"One thousand and sixteen hundred years ago, someone wanted to get the divine weapon and destroyed the family of Venerable Lord Xixin. It took the Lord 600 years to eradicate the enemy." Jinlong swung his body, and his voice was also infected with anger.
"1,600 years later, those fish that slipped through the net were still looking for artifacts, and they were all killed by this seat three years ago. Now, Chongguang, who gave you the courage to dare to use the idea of artifacts?" The golden dragon roared, and even the sky and the earth trembled with the soaring anger.
Artifact? !
Everyone was in an uproar. I didn't expect that the legendary artifact actually existed, and the bloody massacre three years ago was not just a commotion by the magic cultivator, but had another purpose.
Ling Jun never believed: "It's impossible, how could Ling's family be, will be the fish that slipped through the net."
Although he said he didn't believe it, deep down he was aware that this was the truth that destroyed the family.
It is clear to everyone in the family that the family suffered a devastating blow a thousand years ago, and only the ancestors survived.
Now that I think about it, that catastrophe came from Venerable Lord Xixin.
The downfall of the family is due to the family's revenge, so who should he seek to avenge his revenge, and should he avenge it
"Jun Cong..." Yan Fei cried out worriedly.
"Mayfair." Ling Juncong interrupted her and pleaded, "Let me be quiet, let me be quiet."
He didn't seem to be able to accept the truth, and quickly ran into the distance.
"Your Majesty." Yan Fei shouted, wrapping the whip around her waist and flying after him.
Shen Jiuliu and the others were also full of deep thought. They all knew that three years ago, Mo Xiu took advantage of the opportunity when everyone's eyes were on the sword emperor's blood and slaughtered countless people.
Not far away, the third elder said suddenly: "It seems that Venerable Lord Xixin has really fallen, otherwise he should have appeared at this time. Now we need to find out who this 'Lord Golden Dragon' is and how to get it as soon as he appears. Controlling all the magic cultivators, the power is comparable to that of Venerable Lord Xixin."
The first elder also nodded cautiously and said, "Yes, it was possible to stir up the situation three years ago, but Xianzong didn't know anything about it. This is very dangerous."
"Cousin, why don't you speak?" Si Wenning asked suspiciously, feeling the ups and downs of the people around her.
She carefully recalled what the two elders said, and it seemed that there was nothing special about it. Why did the cousin's mood fluctuate so much.
Sizhen looked at Jinlong with deep eyes, and subconsciously concealed: "I was just thinking about the relationship between that person and Venerable Lord Xixin."
He had already vaguely guessed who the so-called 'Master Golden Dragon' was, whether it was the black gold snake that started to appear, or the dignified luck, whether it was the death of Qing Bo or the exposure of the heavy light, all clues pointed to that one People - Rong Xian.
He said how the snake was so familiar, he had seen it a few days ago when he met Rong Xian.
And the golden dragon of luck, the sojourn of Rong Xian's consciousness.
She is avenging the Yu clan, and she is with Mo Xiu!
The emotions in Sizhen's heart were extremely complicated, and he didn't know how to treat this girl who was likely to be his child.
When they first met, she was kind, beautiful, gentle and pure. At that time, he thought that such a person would definitely not survive in the treacherous schemes of Zhongqianjie, and she was out of tune with that world.
Now he has discovered another side of her. She is cunning and changeable, and the city is very deep. If such a person is in the world of conspiracy and calculation, he will definitely be like a duck in water.
This is like a child of the Si family, with a natural disguise carved into his bones.
Sizhen's eyes that were similar to Rong Xian's flickered a few times, and a happy smile flashed across her.
Si Wenning felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't tell, so she could only swallow her doubts.
Rong Xian: I seem to have lost my horse, but I am not afraid (=ω｀=)
(End of this chapter)