Chapter 580

Without giants and powerful people in charge, even the main altar of the Ancient God Religion would be like entering an uninhabited land for the clan king.

The lights and shadows of many ancient gods and demons shrouded above the main altar roared in unison.

The Clan King turned a blind eye to this, and at the same time as he stepped forward step by step, there was also evil energy condensed into the tip of the spear, and stabbed out one by one.

With each shot, the light and shadow of an ancient god will be annihilated.

The clan king came to stand in the main altar of the ancient god religion, and the formation guarding the main altar of the ancient god religion also collapsed.

The two elders, Peng Feng and Du Qiming, who presided over the formation, all vomited blood together.

Although Peng Feng was protected by the evil magic armor, as the first person in charge of the formation, he was more injured than Du Qiming when he was involved in the formation.

However, the clan king ignored the two of them, and came directly to Houshan Jiangyi's place of retreat.

The tall figure stood at the entrance of the cave, and after taking a look at it, he shook his head slightly: "So Jiang Yi isn't there at all?"

Lian Buyi, Tang Yiming, and Hong Biao stood at the entrance of the cave, facing the clan king who looked like a demon god coming to the world, they all felt a lot of pressure.

Even if the other party didn't look at them at all, they felt suffocated.

It is the body of a martial sage, facing the tall man in front of him, for a while, he suddenly felt a faint feeling of wanting to worship, as if a mortal is facing a god.

Tang Yiming and Hong Biao hurriedly exercised their kung fu to stabilize their minds.

Lian Buyi's situation is more comfortable than theirs, but his expression is dignified.

She took a deep breath, and bowed to the clan king: "My sect leader Jiang is not in the main altar right now. It's really not our intention to hide it. If it's impolite, please don't blame the overlord."

Wolongsha, the king of the barbaric tribe, glanced at Lianbuyi: "You are worthy of being among the top ten heroes in the world of mortals. The talent and potential are indeed very good. Yu Shanming may not be your opponent..."

He paused for a moment, and when he looked at Lian Buyi's pupils, there was a sudden flash of light.

Being watched by the clan king, the pressure Lian Buyi felt was suddenly greater than before.

She also needs to concentrate and concentrate all her strength to resist.

Fortunately, the Clan King had no intention of killing, but was slightly surprised: "Are you an orphan of the Northern Wei Dynasty?"

As soon as Lianbu heard the words, he was silent.

Peng Feng and Du Qiming who came here, as well as Tang Yiming and Hong Biao at the side were slightly surprised when they heard what the clan king said.

Going back hundreds of years, there were four great dynasties in the world of mortals.

In addition to the Eastern Zhou, Western Qin, and Southern Chu, there was the Northern Wei.

It’s just about 200 years ago, at that time, Emperor Wei disappeared mysteriously, his whereabouts were unknown, and his successor was not strong enough, so that he was encircled and annexed by other dynasties. dust.

Today, there are only three dynasties left.

Most of the original territory and population of the Northern Wei Dynasty were divided among the four major forces of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, Western Qin Dynasty, Yanran Mountain in the North Sea, and Heishuijue Palace.

The sect forces that originally belonged to the Northern Wei Dynasty, some disappeared with the Northern Wei Dynasty, and some were attached to other families.

Others have the opportunity to find another way out, but it is difficult for the royal family of the Northern Wei Dynasty to have a good result.

The two sects of Beihai Yanran Mountain and Heishuijue Palace are nothing more than that. Naturally, the Eastern Zhou Dynasty and Western Qin Dynasty would not allow the royal family of the Northern Wei Dynasty to survive.

Now that nearly two hundred years have passed, most people in the world of mortals regard the Northern Wei Dynasty as just a written record in an ancient book.

But at this moment, Peng Feng and the others focused their attention on Lian Buyi.

I saw the light and shadow of a red dragon rising from Lianbuyi's body amidst the red light.

In the past four dynasties, the dragon spirit of Western Qin Dynasty was black, the dragon spirit of Eastern Zhou Dynasty was purple, and the dragon spirit of Southern Chu was golden.

The red color is exactly the appearance of the dragon spirit inherited from the blood of the Northern Wei royal family in the legend.

At this time, the power bred in Lianbuyi's bloodline.

Normally, even if he intends to suppress the seal from showing outside, but at this moment, under the huge pressure caused by the clan king, all hidden powers are forced to explode to resist external threats.

Lian Buyi's expression was calm and calm, and he obviously knew something about his life experience.

On the skin of her pure white forehead, a forked red line faintly appeared, resembling a dragon pattern, majestic and domineering, fully showing the majesty of the former Northern Wei Dynasty royal family.

Peng Feng and Du Qiming, the two elders, can be regarded as watching Lianbu as soon as he joined the teaching on weekdays, and he has grown step by step to the present.

But before, she had never discovered that she had such a vision.

When her cultivation base was still low in her early years, there must have been experts who helped her cover up...

The same thought appeared in the hearts of Peng Feng and others.

However, they quickly put the thought out of their minds.

There may be a more critical situation waiting for them right now.

Sure enough, the clan king looked at Lian Buyi, the curious expression on his face disappeared for a moment, and soon returned to normal.

"There are still blood orphans in the Northern Wei Dynasty, which can be regarded as a ray of hope, rare, rare." He said indifferently: "Do you know where Jiang Yi is?"

Lianbu was silent.

The clan king was not angry: "I gave Jiang Yi enough time, he should have received the news that I would come to the door today when he was away.

However, no one has been seen yet, do you plan to come back? "

Everyone in the Ancient God Sect present looked gloomy.

The Clan King shook his head: "Whether it's because he has no time to clone or dare not come back, it seems that I won't be able to see him today.

Coming from a long distance, I can't just take a trip in vain, and I don't have the same knowledge as you, so I just leave a mark. "

While speaking, the tyrannical and invisible momentum seemed to turn into a tangible spearhead, spreading around, collapsing the back mountain of the main altar of the ancient god religion, and expanding to the entire altar.

Although he didn't intentionally hurt anyone, his momentum was to completely raze the main altar of the Ancient God Sect to the ground and erase it from the world of mortals.

Without the protection of the large formation guarding the mountain, it would be difficult for Peng Feng and others to protect themselves, let alone protect the main altar.

"That's it for today, but the matter is not over." The loud sound of landslides and ground cracks could not suppress the peaceful and indifferent voice of the clan king: "Tell Jiang Yi, I will come back in seven days, and if he still does not respond to the battle by then, my Great Desolation will be completely destroyed." Conquer the territory of your ancient god religion."

Lian Buyi, Peng Feng and others were frightened and angry, but there was nothing they could do.

The other congregants were even more desperate.

But at this moment, it was the clan king who was originally calm, his expression changed slightly, and he looked up.

A ray of golden light suddenly fell from the sky and landed in the middle of the main altar of the Ancient God Sect.

Roads of brilliance spread continuously to the surroundings, covering the entire main altar.

At the same time, the mysterious and graceful brilliance also protected the main altar of the Ancient God Sect, making the earth-shattering destructive power disappear invisible.

Everyone in the Ancient God Sect was overjoyed.

The priest finally came back.

Being able to resist the astonishing power of the clan king, apart from Jiang Yi, who is also a giant of Wu Zun, in the ancient god religion, obviously no one else would think of it.

The congregation breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the Clan King's expression was a little weird, looking at Jin Guangyuan's head.

After looking at it for a while, he asked, "Is this what you got from the legendary Xiantian Tomb?"

Hearing this, everyone in the Ancient God Cult was startled again.

Everyone looked carefully, the golden light was so dazzling that people couldn't see it clearly, but it was faintly visible, and the source of the brilliance was a sycamore tree about ten meters high, stretching its branches and leaves in the wind.

On the golden sycamore tree, a figure loomed.

When they saw the figure clearly, everyone in the Ancient God Cult couldn't help but have different expressions.

Some people are overjoyed, some people have mixed feelings.

Indeed, the leader is back.

It's just that for some people, this leader is not that leader...

Under the golden light, on the plane tree, a young man in black robe stood with his hands behind his back. It was Chen Luoyang!

Chen Luoyang looked calmly at Wolongsha, the king of the barbaric clan: "I wasted some time on the road and came back later, I was rude."

The clan king chuckled: "It's not you who was rude, it was Jiang Yi, and I gave him the letter of war."

Chen Luoyang said: "Cang Lantie, died by my hands."

"So what? It just means that he is not good at learning." The clan king said indifferently: "As for you, even I have to admit that you are indeed amazingly talented, with extraordinary strength, and your future is limitless. I am interested in you in the future, and I look forward to fighting with you after you reach the realm of Martial Lord."

He looked at Chen Luoyang: "As for now, it's too early, so the person I'm looking for right now is Jiang Yi.

Could it be that Jiang Yi didn't dare to come out, so he pushed you to use it as a shield? Then he is so contemptible. "

Everyone in the Ancient God Sect had gloomy expressions when they heard the words.

Many people were restless, looking left and right, hoping that the leader Jiang Yi would show up.

Just like what the Clan King said, although Deputy Hierarch Chen is amazingly talented and his extraordinary strength is difficult to measure with common sense, his current level of cultivation is still a bit low after all, not enough to compete with giants.

Although that golden sycamore tree looks powerful and protects the main altar of the ancient god religion, everyone has never forgotten that the clan king hasn't really made a move just now.

If the other party really made a move, that golden sycamore tree might not be able to protect Vice Hierarch Chen.

After hearing the words of the clan king, some people remembered a rumor.

My Vice-religion Master Chen may be the disciple of the legendary supreme disciple.

Perhaps, this can be used to deter the clan king from taking action?

If so, it might be a feasible way.

Could it be for this reason that the leader Jiang Yijiang didn't show up and let the deputy leader Chen stand in front?

While everyone was guessing, Chen Luoyang looked at the place where Jiang Yi retreated in the back mountain, and then asked Peng Feng, Lian Buyi and the others, "Isn't Senior Jiang in retreat?"

Peng Feng and the others all looked ugly: "Master, you're not here right now..."

"I see." Chen Luoyang's expression was calm, but he nodded indifferently: "It's okay."

He turned to look at the clan king: "What's the matter, I'll take it."

"You can't take it by yourself." The clan king smiled instead of anger: "It's a crime to disturb the Supreme, and it's a crime to trouble the old man to save you."

While speaking, he punched Chen Luoyang mercilessly!

If it wasn't for the light of the golden sycamore tree to slow down his speed, it would have been almost impossible for Chen Luoyang to catch the trajectory of the opponent's shot.

But just the brilliance of the golden sycamore tree can hardly stop this terrifying spearhead.

Before the opponent's attack arrived, Chen Luoyang's heart was already numb for a while.

Still, he was unflappable.

"Why bother the teacher?"

Chen Luoyang raised his hand lightly.

The brilliance emitted by the golden sycamore tree changed instantly, and with countless runes intertwined, a huge innate gossip map covered the main altar of the ancient god religion.
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