Primordial God

"Come on! Kill him for me!" On the other side, Zhong Hong said resentfully to the two sitting elders.

The two sitting elders looked at each other, murderous aura overflowed, and killed Li Mushen again.

Li Mushen's expression was calm, and beside him, the Molong King snorted.

This humming sound, like a thunderous explosion, resounded in the entire ancestral land, and the two sitting elders suddenly turned pale and flew out in the humming sound of the Molong King.

Immediately afterwards, from the body of the ink dragon king, the world-shaking dragon might be exuded!

This dragon's might is overwhelming and endless, permeating the entire ancestral land. The sky and the earth were dark, and thousands of dragon roars were heard in the sky.

On the sky dome, ink dragons swirled between the sky and the earth. Their dragon bodies were coiled together, and the dragon heads were outward, forming a huge disc that rotated in the sky, and the outward dragon hair made a roar of dragon roars!

In the roar, the mountains and rivers in the ancestral land of the Zhong family were trembling, and countless disciples of the Zhong family in the ancestral land were awakened during their cultivation. The supreme figures of the Zhong family suddenly opened their eyes, and their eyes were like black holes filled with stars.

The three supreme figures of the Zhong family have deep and dazzling eyes, and they are full of fear at this moment.

"Longwei! Familiar with the world-shaking Longwei, isn't it?" A supreme figure of the Zhong family murmured, his tone full of trembling.

groan!

Another dragon roar, this dragon roar was extremely arrogant, and the divine source needed for the three supreme figures to fall asleep directly cracked.

Accompanied by the sound of Kacha Kacha, in the sound of dragon roar, one after another cracks appeared on the source of God.

"It's him, it's him! He's not dead!"

"He actually came to the ancestral land of my Zhong family. Quickly send someone to meet him, and don't provoke the adults!" Another supreme figure said anxiously.

Outside the ancestral land, the dragon's might of the Dragon King is like a galloping river that is boundless and turbulent at the same time. Zhong Haotian, who was in the fight, felt this dragon's might, his face suddenly turned pale, he was pressed to the ground, and his whole face was full of rage. Pale, lips trembling.

"Looking at such a terrifying coercion, I only felt it from the three supreme figures in the ancestral land. Who is this middle-aged man?"

Zhong Haotian felt uneasy and thought to himself.

At the same time, in the ancestral land, the sound of bells rang out. There, Ziqi turned into dragons and phoenixes, soaring between heaven and earth. The sound of bells was crisp and sweet, and thousands of bells rang in unison. At the same time, tens of thousands of purple flags in the ancestral land fluttered. Hunting in the breeze.

This is the highest treatment that the Zhong family's ancestral land used to welcome VIPs. Outside the ancestral land, Zhong Haotian and Zhong Hong, as well as two sitting elders and the disciples of the Zhong family had doubts in their eyes.

They didn't understand why there were thousands of bells ringing in unison and thousands of flags fluttering in the ancestral land. Could it be that a distinguished guest came to the Zhong's house.

Zhong Wudi looked in the direction of the ancestral land, and then set his eyes on the Molong King, guessing in his heart that there would be such a thing in the ancestral land, probably because of the existence of the Molong King.

"Come on, let's go in."

Li Mushen took the lead.

Li Mushen must see Linger soon. He doesn't know if Linger's soul has been put into the soul-warming **** stone in the ancestral land, and he can only blame it, and he doesn't know whether the Molong King can resurrect Linger.

"My ancestral land has VIPs coming, you can't go in now!" Zhong Haotian stopped the three of Li Mushen.

Zhong Hong's eyes are vicious, and he is afraid of King Molong, but he is full of infinite resentment towards Li Mushen. From the bottom to the big, he has never been so humiliated and tortured. In any case, he must kill Li Mushen!

"Let's go in." Zhong Wudi said solemnly: "I guess the thousand bells in the ancestral land are ringing in unison, and the ten thousand flags are fluttering because of the existence of Lord Mo."

Zhong Haotian sneered, "Zhong Wudi, I admit that he is very powerful, but so what, my Zhong family ancestral land does not exist without him, if he dares to trespass on my Zhong family ancestral land, no matter how powerful he is, my ancestral land has its own. Take care of him."

"Noisy."

King Molong said, and slapped Zhong Haotian flying with one palm.

This palm slapped on Zhong Haotian's body, and although it didn't kill him, it also caused him heavy injuries.

The dignified venerable figure could not hold back a trace of the power of the Molong King.

"Father."

Zhong Hong hurried over and helped Zhong Haotian up, "Father, are you alright."

"Go and call your grandfather, go!" Zhong Haotian said weakly and coldly.

Zhong Hong nodded hurriedly, "Father, don't worry, I will tell Grandpa and let them avenge us!"

Zhong Hong got up, looked at the three Zhong Wudi coldly, and said, "Zhong Wudi, you did a good job! Bring outsiders to hurt the owner of the Zhong family, wait until I go and tell Grandpa, you will surely die."

The dragon flew and the phoenix danced, Zi Rui ascended to the sky, and at this moment, two horses rushed out of the ancestral land in the sound of the bell.

The two horse-riding gods rode a one-horned purple-gold horse, and held a purple bell in their hands.

The two vertical men and horses separated, leaving an avenue. The avenue was covered with a red carpet made of the fur of the beasts of the Martial Monarch Realm hunted and killed by a venerable figure of the Zhong family. The disciples of the Zhong family stepped off the one-horned purple-gold horse. Standing by the side, majestic.

An old man in his 60s or 70s walked across the red carpet. He had white hair and a physique. His thin body was full of qi and blood, hiding endless power and a strong aura of life.

Behind the old man, there were twenty disciples of the Zhong family.

These twenty Zhong family disciples were all transformed into dragons from purple qi, entwined around their bodies.

When Zhong Hong saw the old man, his eyes brightened, and he turned to the three of Li Mushen and said, "My grandfather is here, and the three of you are dead!"

This old man is none other than Zhong Hong's grandfather, Zhong Haotian's father - Zhong Jiangming!

The Dragon King looked at Zhong Jiangming, then closed his eyes to rest.

Li Mushen frowned slightly. He just wanted to bring King Molong to the ancestral land to see Linger's condition and whether he could resurrect Linger. Why is there so much trouble!

Zhong Wudi did not expect that the person who came was Zhong Jiangming.

Zhong Jiangming is one of the helmsmen of the Zhong family. If Zhong Hong told him the matter, he would not know what the consequences would be.

As early as a hundred years ago, Zhong Jiangming's cultivation had already crossed the Martial Sovereign Realm and became a supreme figure in the Martial Sovereign Realm. After such a hundred years, no one knows the depth of his current cultivation. King Molong is very powerful. I don't know if it is Zhong Jiangming's opponent.

Zhong Jiangming came to invite a big man at the order of the ancestors in the ancestral land, but when he walked out of the ancestral land, he saw his grandson Zhong Hong.

And now Zhong Hong's whole face is shaped like a pig's head, which makes Zhong Jiangming frown slightly, thinking: "Who dares to bully my grandson."

"Grandpa, you are here, you must decide for me and my father!" Zhong Hong said.

Zhong Jiangming said, "What's going on?"

With his cultivation level, everything present was naturally included in his eyes, but he didn't expect his grandson not to fight, which made him angry!

When he saw his son Zhong Haotian being beaten, he was even more furious!

Here, in the ancestral land of the Zhong family, someone dared to bully their father and grandson? He also ignored Zhong Jiangming!

Zhong Hong said to Zhong Jiangming: "Grandpa, I was beaten by that kid Li Mushen, and my father was beaten by that middle-aged man. Kill them, kill them!"

Zhong Jiangming glanced at Li Mushen, then averted his gaze, only focusing on King Molong.

King Molong's cultivation at the moment is only the realm of King Wu. Could it be that he beat Zhong Haotian, shouldn't he!

Zhong Wudi stepped forward and said, "Elder Jiang Ming, this matter has nothing to do with us. Zhong Haotian prevented us from entering our ancestral land. What he suffered, he naturally deserved it."

Zhong Jiangming smiled coldly. His eyes were huge, like those of a tiger, shining with golden light and suffocation, "You deserve what you deserve? Zhong Wudi, when did you become so good at it!"

Zhong Wudi did not dare to show weakness, and looked at Zhong Jiangming, but Zhong Jiangming was too strong, a golden light flashed in his eyes, Zhong Wudi groaned, his face turned pale, and all his internal organs were injured.

"These two were killed for me, and Zhong Wudi brought me into the ancestral land, where he mutilated the people of the same clan, served according to the clan law, and continued to wait here for the arrival of the distinguished guests." Zhong Jiang Ming said.

From behind Zhong Jiangming, two disciples of the Zhong family stepped forward and stepped forward to kill Li Mushen and King Molong.

Li Mushen helped Zhong Wudi up and felt the injury in his body. He was angry and said to the Dragon King: "Old Mo, Zhong Jiangming injured my father-in-law. It seems that it is still difficult to enter the ancestral land. Give them to them. Check out the color."

The Dragon King nodded, and when the two disciples of the Zhong family who had come beheaded made their move, he shot, and two dragon breaths spewed out of his breath.

The two dragon breaths were spewed out and turned into a tornado, whistling here. In an instant, people turned their backs on their horses, and the one-horned purple-gold horse screamed. Those Zhong family warriors couldn't stop such a gust of wind and were blown away directly. go out.

Zhong Jiangming was startled, who is this Black Dragon King? Although he only has the realm of Martial King, he has such power!

The tornado roared, Zhong Jiangming drank it, and the golden light in his mouth turned into a golden lion.

The lion roared and swallowed the tornado in one bite.

The wind calmed down, and the golden-haired lion stood beside Zhong Jiangming with bright eyes and a low roar.

Zhong Jiangming took a step and shouted, "If you trespass on the ancestral land, you should be executed!"

The golden lion roared and slaughtered towards Li Mushen and Mo Longwang.

The Dragon King snorted, and suddenly the golden-haired lion appeared in pain. The next moment, his body burst directly, and the tornado in his belly raged out again. Zhong Jiangming's eyes were shocked, and then he became angry, the world surging, and a big palm appeared in the sky. , crushed the sky, made the world change color, and photographed Li Mushen and Molong King.

The power of this palm is monstrous, locking all the energy of Li Mushen. It is the kind of power that Li Mushen has only felt from the moment of death in his previous life to this life.

If there is no Black Dragon King, Li Mushen will definitely die under this palm, but Li Mushen has the existence of the Black Dragon King, so naturally he does not need to worry about this palm.