The Most Violent Upgrade

It started to rain outside, and the summer rain was surprisingly cold, which caused the temperature between the sky and the earth to drop a lot, and there was a bit of bone-chilling chill on the body.

The Wang family compound was extremely lively, and the rain could not quench the enthusiasm of the monks who came to congratulate them, nor could it stop the excitement of the Wang family.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, congratulations."

"Haha, we are happy together, please come in quickly."

"Ouch, Senior Qian, your presence really makes my Wang family flourish. Take your seat, come, and make a pot of spiritual tea for Senior Qian."

"I didn't expect that even Taoist Thousand Faces came here. This seniority is really frighteningly high."

"That's not true. Although Taoist Thousand Faces is a casual cultivator, he is already one of the old monsters who can stand alongside the Four Great Patriarchs. It is said that they are only one step away from the Supreme God."

"It seems that the face of the Wang family is really scary now."

The courtyard of the Wang family was full of noise and noise. It was full of people, and it was extremely lively. The congratulatory gifts from the guests alone filled half of the courtyard.

"It's a pity that Wang Yu is no longer here. Otherwise, he might be married by now. As the eldest son of the king, his ostentation might be even more frightening."

"Have you heard? It is said that Wang Yu had a marriage contract with the number one beauty in Huangling City, Lan Ling'er. It's a pity..."

"Hey, only heaven's favored son like Wang Yu is worthy of that stunning beauty."

Lan Ling'er, who was walking into the palace compound with her father, couldn't help frowning when she heard the whispered discussions around her, but there was not much emotion on her frosty face.

In the past year, she has heard countless gossips, and she has long been used to them.

"City Master Lan, ouch, rare guest, please come in quickly." Wang Heming had just walked out of the compound when he saw Lan Yutian, and hurriedly went up to greet him.

Although his royal family is already the most powerful force in Huangling City, after all, as the city lord, he has the background of the Sky Alliance, so his royal family can't be neglected.

What's more, they almost became in-laws, and the two sides were considered close.

For some reason, Wang Heming suddenly had this idea, and inadvertently remembered his dead son, and couldn't help frowning.

"Patriarch Wang is polite, you and my family don't have to talk about each other..." Lan Yutian laughed boldly a few times, but there was a trace of disgust in his eyes, and after he finished speaking, he asked his daughter to present a congratulatory gift.

"Patriarch Wang, this is a small favor from my father, please accept it." Lan Linger presented the luxurious and elegant brocade box in her hand, and Wang Heming pretended to evade it, but then accepted it with a smile up.

The guests are full, and after a feast, the sky outside is getting darker and darker, the clouds are thick, and the rain is getting heavier and heavier.

The heavily guarded gate of the Wang family looked so grand and elegant, but at this moment, there was a loud noise suddenly.

"boom!"

The sound was like thunder from the heavens, rolling in, shaking people's ears and eyes, and under the billowing smoke, the majestic gate of the Wang family was already in ruins.

The imposing guards at the door had long since disappeared. There were only puddles of blood on the ground, and some bloody fragments.

The heavy rain washed away the blood on the ground.

A gray figure approached the Wang family's compound step by step. Behind him, there seemed to be an abyss of darkness rolling incessantly. There was an overwhelming sense of fighting, and a layer of frost slowly condensed on the ground.

Inside the high wall, the din of gongs, drums, and qin music was gone. After a moment of silence, it became extremely noisy. Shouts, roars, and cries for help made the whole courtyard suddenly chaotic.

"Who is it! Who dares to trespass on my Wang's house! Bastard, I'm going to kill him!"

In the darkness, Wang Heming's voice kept roaring, echoing amidst the crashing rain and rolling thunder, like an angry beast, making a frightening roar.

In the middle of the banquet, the guests who were preparing their congratulatory speeches were suddenly interrupted by this thunderbolt. They stared blankly at the darkness at the front door of the compound, not knowing what happened.

After a short period of astonishment, there were shouts of killing, the sound of swords clashing with gold and iron, the sound of bloody and bloody houses collapsing, and screams of misery.

Du Yuesheng walked towards the light step by step. Before he took a step, pictures flashed uncontrollably in his mind.

It was a cute and pretty face, and he tilted his head and said innocently to himself, "Can you be my master? An apprentice like me, you're taking advantage of it!"

"Hey, can you listen to me? A stunned young man like you who doesn't understand anything should obediently follow behind this girl and let this girl protect you."

"Don't worry, this girl is a master of the God Emperor. If I take you on a walk, it will be absolutely fine!"

Those ridiculous words that used to make people burst into tears now, Du Yuesheng felt that his heart, which had been calm for a long time, seemed to be taken away by something, with a dull pain.

The rain fell down his face, but there was a salty taste when it flowed to his mouth, it seemed to be tears, right?

Nobody knows.

Du Yuesheng's expression was indifferent, his eyes became darker and darker, like an endless abyss that was frighteningly deep, eyes like ignoring ants, turned into a terrifying scene.

His whole body was ignited with flames, like a huge boiling wave, he rushed out with a roar, and amidst the screams, those who tried to stop him were turned into ashes.

In front of him, all life is pitiful and insignificant, no one can get close to him, either crawling to survive under the terrifying momentum, or turning into ashes in the boiling fire waves.

It was an incomparably terrifying aura, like a high god, a heavenly emperor who ruled over everything, and all things could only surrender in front of him. His back was like an abyss, and his dark eyes reflected a terrifying scene.

Under that kind of aura, the faces of the powerful members of the Wang family changed, even the most distinguished Taoist Thousand Faces frowned involuntarily.

"The aura of the main god? Why is the aura of the main god so strong?"

Amidst the sound of doubt, Wang Heming rushed out of the hall with a cavity of anger, and met the figure in the rain.

"Who are you?" Wang Heming almost uttered these words through gritted teeth. Anger erupted in his eyes, and a murderous light shot out from his slender eyes.

"The one who killed you."

Du Yuesheng was expressionless, looking at him as if he was looking at a dead person.

Wang Heming smiled, his smile was ugly, and the corners of his mouth twitched in anger.

He has lived for so many years, and he has been in Huangling City for so many years, it is not like no one talks to him in such a tone.

It's just that those who spoke have been buried somewhere!