Signed To The Ancestral Land For A Hundred Years, You Will Be Invincible When You Come Out Of The Mo

"Nie Jiao, did I let you go?"

A black big hand transformed by Yuanli captured the big snake that transformed into a dragon, the big snake...no...it should be called the big dragon now.

Da Jiao quickly wailed begging for mercy.

"Don't be afraid, I won't kill you, you are of great use to me."

Wu Tian looked at it with a faint smile, beckoned, and whispered, "Come on."

Da Jiao understood his mind, shrank his body, and frankly placed it on Wu Tian's sturdy left arm.

At this time, Xuanyuanjian and the infant Lei Linglong Martial Soul also retreated contentedly from the dissipating dark cloud, and slouched into Wu Tian's body.

This time Wu Tian has gained a lot of benefits. Not only did his Cultivation Base reach the peak of Martial Emperor First Stage Realm, he also initially mastered the power of the elements of heaven and earth, and even the two heavenly Martial Souls also climbed from low-grade to top-grade.

Further up is the legendary Martial Soul of the gods.

"Longmai's matter finally has its place, and it's time to go back."

Wu Tian stretched his waist, his body suddenly crackled like fried beans.

......

Martial arts.

At this time, the Wu Family ushered in three uninvited guests.

"This is really no tiger in the mountain. The monkey is the king. Since the king entered Qiwangcheng, I have been hearing about the current Qiwangcheng martial arts... Is it that your martial arts are the overlord?"

"If it weren't for this city that still bears the name of the king, you don't know, do you think this city belongs to your martial arts?"

Access to the Pavilion.

Wang Qi sat on his side, squinting at the embarrassed Wu Wentao, the head of the Wu family with a bad tone.

The main position is the white chess master and a gray-clothed old man with his eyes closed and looking plain.

Seeing Wu Wentao's silence, Wang Wang slapped the table heavily and was furious, "Does your Wu family want to rebel?"

The table was suddenly annihilated, and there was no scum left.

Wu Wentao opened his mouth, just trying to explain something...

A boy from the martial arts trot in, approached Wu Wentao, and whispered, "Patriarch, no ancestors have been found in the back mountains."

Those present are all highly capable masters, how can the young boy’s lingering words be kept away from others...

The white master sits on the main seat, holding a cup of hot tea, blowing two mouthfuls, and smiling, "It's interesting and interesting."

Hearing this, King Qi suddenly felt offended and furious, "What makes you dare to disrespect me, the lord?! Not only did you not admit your mistakes obediently, but you also wanted to ask for help?"

With that, the whole body's overbearing vitality was released, and the tyrannical Cultivation Base at the peak of the Martial King realm suppressed Wu Wentao and the young martial artist.

Wu Wentao is okay, at least it is the Martial Spirit Cultivation Base, which can resist one or two.

The boy from the martial arts family was directly pressed on the ground by Yuanruhai's Yuan Li, and the surface of his skin even oozes bloodshot eyes.

The boy licked the blood between his teeth, gritted his teeth, supported the ground with both hands, and tried to stand up.

But he was immediately pushed down.

King Qi sneered, "You are worthy of plotting this king's city based on your group of goods?"

The tone was full of contempt.

The antique pattern in Jieyin Pavilion was immediately destroyed by King Qi's domineering Yuan Li.

King Qi got up, walked out of the attic step by step, standing on the promenade, staring at the Wu family outside.

Laughing wildly, "A group of stinky maggots in the ditch also want to learn from the dragon and turn the clouds and rain? You guys... don't take a pee and look in the mirror?"

The Elders of the Wu family were shocked and frightened, their faces flushed with embarrassment.

The young men of the Wu family stared at each other glaringly. If their eyes could kill, King Qi had died at least tens of thousands of times.

In response to those hateful gazes, King Qi sneered and made no secret of his own voice, "A bunch of rubbish, the cubs born from rubbish are just rubbish, the whole clan is rubbish, Wu family? But so!"

"You are the waste!"

Some Wu family children were not angry, and retorted loudly.

"Pop!" A clear applause sounded.

Wang Qi's figure was illusory, and his face appeared in front of the famous Wu family boy, and he slapped him away.

However, the twelve-year-old boy got up angrily, his eyes flushed, his right cheek was swollen, and two front teeth had fallen.

Even so, he repeated vaguely, "The mud is a waste house."

A hostile atmosphere flashed in King Qi's eyes, and he immediately laughed, his smile full of sarcasm and mockery.

His figure flickered, lifted the boy up, looked straight, and whispered softly, "Boy, I want to see how hard you can be?!"

"Let go of Wu Jun!" Seeing this scene, Elder, the 16th member of the clan, was furious, and rushed towards King Qi with his whole body Yuan Li.

King Qi glanced at the Elder coldly.

The feet moved slightly and kicked the sixteen Elder's temple with a sharp whip.

Sixteen Elder's body flew upside down like a broken kite, vomiting blood in his mouth, then rolled his eyes and fainted.

"Old sixteen." Wu Jiazhong Elder was shocked, just about to leave...

An old man in grey clothes appeared on the square. In the cracks of the bluestone slabs, vine seeds grew wildly. The emerald green prison soon confined all the members of the Wu family.

All the Wu family members could not move, they could only watch King Qi grabbing the boy's hair, grabbing his head and smashing it to the ground.

"Beast!!! What are you doing?! What is the ability to embarrass a junior?"

On the promenade of Yin Pavilion, Wu Wentao roared frantically, his eyes cracking.

It's a pity that the young white chess player who was jokes about with a smile stepped firmly under him, unable to do anything.

Under the huge pain, the boy fainted suddenly, and his bloody head was a little deformed.

A dazzling pool of blood appeared on the ground.

Wang Qi made a trace of vitality and forcibly awakened the dying boy.

Ears close to his mouth and asked softly, "Now tell me, who is the waste?"

The boy's throat surged, and a word popped out with difficulty, "You..."

Wang Qi's expression instantly became savage, and he said every word, "I don't know whether to live or die!"

At the same time, his hands tightened, trying to choke the young man alive.

The young man rolled his eyes frantically, his face flushed, and he saw that when he saw more air and less air...

"You are looking for death!"

There was a murderous explosion over the Wu family.

No one appears, the sound comes first.

King Qi was shocked by this suppressed infinite anger, his hand loosened, and the young boy who was about to suffocate fell.

When he was about to fall to the ground, a large black robe caught him.

At this critical moment, Wu Tian hurried back.

All the emerald green vine prisons on the court were suddenly crushed by the sky full of Sword Qi.

"Old ancestors."

"Old ancestors!"

"Ouuuu, ancestor... you are finally back."

The Wu family members burst into tears. At this time, they seemed to have found the backbone, and a heart hanging in their throats was let go.

King Qi glanced at Wu Tian uncertainly, and muttered unsurely, "Able to stun me by voice alone, this strength... is almost approaching the Martial Emperor, right?"

His eyes for help were cast on the indifferent white chess master, and the gray-clothed old man who lifted his eyes slightly and opened his eyes.

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