Primordial God

Venerable Jin Man murmured and looked at Li Mushen. When he saw the scene in front of him, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his face turned pale.

In front of Li Mushen, King Molong also stood calmly, except that he still raised his right hand.

On the palm of the right hand of the Dragon King, there are already several golden blood.

And this blood is obviously not from the Molong King, but from the Golden Bull.

Venerable Jinman stepped back and said in fear, "Could it be that he really killed the deity's mount with one hand. He is only a martial king, this is impossible!"

In the sky, everyone remained silent, and the entire Jikong Mountain was dead silent, without a single sound.

Those disciples of the Ji family, like Venerable Jin Man, were full of disbelief and couldn't believe the scene they saw in front of them.

King Molong put down his right hand, looked at Venerable Jinman lightly, and said, "Do you think this king is a martial artist of the Martial King Realm?"

Venerable Jin Man nodded absentmindedly.

The Dragon King smiled, his face turned cold in vain, and a world-shattering dragon's might erupted from his body.

This dragon's might is even more terrifying than the dragon's might in the ancestral land of the Zhong family.

The situation turned pale, Long Wei instantly stunned Venerable Jin Man to the ground, and those Ji family disciples who were in the sky also fell from the sky. Grand Ancestor Taishang suddenly opened his eyes, fear in his eyes, "It's him...it's him..."

Longwei shook the world, and in the sky, Longwei turned into one after another ink dragon hovering on Jikong Mountain.

The dragon prestige turned into thousands of black dragons, circling and flying in the sky, they uttered dragon roars, resounding throughout the heaven and earth, the souls of countless beasts around Ji Kongshan trembled, they crawl, kneeling on the ground, Trembling all over.

Those Ji family disciples fell from the sky and fell directly into serious injuries. They were afraid, such a mighty dragon, even they fell into surrender and fear.

Venerable Jin Man did not dare to get up after he fell to the ground in shock. Not only those Ji family disciples, Venerable Jin Man was closest to the Molong King, and he could feel the world-shattering dragon power in the Molong King's body.

"you you……"

Venerable Jinman looked at Molong King, unable to say a complete sentence, even his voice was trembling.

"Did I let you see this king?"

The ink dragon king said that at this moment, the ink dragon king's body seemed to emit the dark light of the sun.

Venerable Jin Man screamed. After looking at the Molong King, his eyes were blinded by the light of the bright sun. Two lines of blood and tears rolled down from his eyes. He knelt on the ground and screamed.

Listening to Venerable Jinman's screams, the Ji family disciples felt even more horrified. What did the Molong King do to Venerable Jinman, so that a Venerable made such a painful cry.

"Don't call."

King Molong said slowly when he saw Venerable Jinman rolling on the ground and screaming.

His tone was flat, but at the moment it was filled with awe-inspiring coercion.

Venerable Jin Man was trembling all over. He gritted his teeth tightly and did not dare to scream. Only the blood and tears flowing from his blind eyes could tell the pain in his heart.

Then, the Dragon King looked towards the depths of Ji Kong Mountain, his eyes were bright and deep, he opened his mouth and let out a dragon roar!

This dragon roar is as if the earth is shaking and the mountain is shaking. The earth is shaking frantically, countless mountain peaks collapse, and rows of ancient trees in the ancient deep forest fall.

Severe storms, thunder and lightning, a terrifying scene at Jikong Mountain!

Thousands of black dragons that Longwei turned into danced in the sky, and the dragon was proud of the nine heavens, stirring the wind and clouds of the Eight Wildernesses.

After the sound of the dragon whistle, the disciples of the Ji family were so frightened that they couldn't raise the slightest resistance. More than half of the disciples of the Ji family rolled their eyes and fainted.

King Molong spoke again, "Today, this king came to Jikong Mountain as the guardian of Li Mushen. This king doesn't care about the grievances between Li Mushen and your Ji family, and if you want to kill him, this king will not stop him, but Everything, act according to the rules on the Immortal God Continent, if your Ji family violates this rule, your Ji family will not need to stand on this continent."

The rich and divine voice of the Molong King spread throughout Jikong Mountain, and also into Ji's ancestral land.

In the ancestral land of the Ji family, the ancestors, the elders of Zanghua and the disciples of the Ji family were angry and also full of fear.

No one spoke, and there was a dead silence, silently listening to the words that the Molong King introduced from Jikong Mountain to Ji's ancestral land.

In the square of Ji's ancestral land, at the colorful altar, Ji Xuehua's face was very ugly. She knew that outside the Ji's ancestral land, there was a person who surpassed the supreme. He was invincible and could not be stopped by the entire Ji family. A character that the ancestors should fear.

But it was such a character who appeared in Ji's house, and what made Ji Xuehua even more afraid was that such a character turned out to be the guardian of Li Mushen.

After the last war, Li Mushen and the Ji family have become mortal enemies, and Ji Xuehua has also conveyed an order to kill Li Mushen at any cost!

Therefore, Ji Xuehua sent two Venerables, Venerable Qianshan and Venerable Dahe.

But in the end, Venerable Qian and Venerable Dahe had their fate cards broken and died when they killed Li Mushen. This made Ji Xuehua shocked and angry, and at the same time, he was even more determined to kill Li Mushen.

She never imagined that, for no reason, there would be a big person around Li Mushen, and with the guardian of this big person, I am afraid that it would be difficult for the Ji family to kill Li Mushen.

boom!

At this time, the void was trembling, and then it was as if the glass suddenly cracked, the void collapsed, and the Molong King took Li Mushen to the Ji family's ancestral land.

In the hands of King Molong, he was holding Venerable Jinman who was blind.

The Molong King carried a hand on his back, looked at the ancestral land of the Ji family, and then walked towards the colorful altar in the Ji family square.

Li Mushen followed behind, running Xiaoyao Cong Yunshu, stepping on the wind and waves and following closely behind the ink dragon king.

Soon, King Molong and Li Mushen came to the square of Ji's house.

tread!

With a soft sound, King Molong and Li Mushen landed on their legs and stood on the wide square.

In the very center of the square, at the colorful altar, Ji Xuehua's face was gloomy, looking at Molong King and Li Mushen.

King Molong put down Venerable Jinman.

Venerable Jinman collapsed to the ground. Under the dragon power of the Molong King, his whole mind was completely lost, everything fell into fear, and there was no trace of Venerable demeanor.

Just using the power of the dragon will scare the Venerable Jinman, who is in the Wu Zunjing realm, into this. From the side, people can know how terrifying the cultivation of the Dragon King is!

hohohoho...

And just when Li Mushen and Mo Longwang came to the ancestral land of the Ji family, all the disciples of the Ji family rushed out, dozens of elders with powerful cultivation bases stood in the front, their expressions were serious, and the sky and the earth were filled with turbulent Xiao Killing intent!

In the entire square, the strong gathered, densely packed, and surrounded Li Mushen.

The meaning of Xiao killing was condensed into reality, forming a sharp blade that was thousands of zhang tall, erected between the heavens and the earth, making people dare not look directly at it.

The Dragon King looked at Ji Xuehua lightly.

Ji Xuehua's expression was unprecedentedly solemn, she snorted and said, "Who are you?"

The Molong King shook his head and smiled: "Who is this king? You, the helm of the little Ji family, don't deserve to know. Let your great ancestor come, maybe only he is qualified to know who this king is."

The Dragon King said plainly, but his indifferent tone was full of arrogance and domineering.

Ji Xuehua didn't speak, but the disciples of the Ji family in the square were angry. I didn't expect this middle-aged man to be so arrogant. .

"Arrogant, behead!"

On the square, the densely packed Ji family disciples shouted angrily, the sharp blade was urged by their concerted efforts, and then the thousand-foot-tall sharp blade slashed towards the ink dragon king.

It can be said that even Ji Xuehua could not resist this thousand-foot-tall sharp blade.

But slashing horizontally to the Molong King, the ancient blue granite on the square shattered directly.

"cut!"

The Ji family disciples roared in unison, and the sharp blades slashed down.

But I saw the ink dragon king slightly sideways, and with a loud bang, the sharp blade slashed on the square.

clack clack...

On the square, under the slashing of this sharp blade, a stern crack opened directly.

This sharp blade came and was easily avoided by the Molong King. Although the Ji disciples were slightly surprised, they quickly prepared for the second cut, and they wanted to pull out the sharp blade that was slashed across the square.

At this time, King Molong's left leg suddenly stepped on the sharp blade. No matter how much force the Ji disciples exerted together, they could not pull the sharp blade out of the square.

"Humph!"

The Molong King snorted, and the disciples of the Ji family in the square only felt dark in front of them, had severe headaches, and fell to the ground.

Densely packed, those Ji family disciples piled up on the square, with severe headaches and screaming in pain on the ground.

Ji Xuehua watched all this in a daze, from the appearance of the Molong King to the fiasco of all the disciples in the Ji family's ancestral land, the Molong King just turned his body slightly, then his left foot fell on the sharp blade, and he snorted again.

Everything seemed so calm.

And it was because of this lightness that all the disciples of the Ji family were defeated.

Ji Xuehua knew very well in his heart that King Molong wanted to kill these Ji family disciples, or even destroy the entire Ji family.

But since King Molong didn't do that, it proves that he didn't plan to drive out the Ji family and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Ji Xuehua took a deep breath, knowing that she was powerless to resist, Shen Sheng said to the Molong King: "I know you don't want to destroy the Ji family, so what are you trying to do? Just to give Li Mushen a bad breath?"

The Dragon King narrowed his eyes slightly and said nothing.

Li Mushen knew what the Molong King meant, and obviously didn't want to talk to Ji Xuehua.

Li Mushen said: "Although he is my Taoist protector, he didn't want to give me a bad breath. He just came to Ji's house to borrow something. I wonder if you can lend it to us?"