Chapter 569

Wei Wuxian, the ancestor of Yiling in the world who was taken away by Wei Wuxian, naturally did not know that after he left, his good foundation Cough, his good friend LAN forgetting machine appeared in his previous position, want to find him, stop him to never night city.

At this time, he was taken to break the air, looking at the majestic scene below, he was in a panic.

Without the golden elixir, he could not resist the sword, and there was nothing at his feet, so he had no sense of security in his heart.

"Take it easy, man. I won't let you fall with me. Also, I know you don't have the golden elixir. It doesn't matter. I'll catch a golden elixir friar for you and dissect his golden elixir for you Just dissect Jin Guangshan. The old thief is not a human being. Brother Li took the lead last time. This time I'll kill him myself. Anyway, he is a mortal. It's a waste if the golden elixir is not dissected. You can be regarded as compensation if you give it to your brother. " Seeing the panic of the world, Wei Wuxian said to him.

"Compensation?"

"Yes, the old man told us to kill us in the poor and strange road, and he also made a bad deal. Shouldn't this be counted? He has to make amends. " Said, Wei Wuxian accelerated the speed of flight, he wants to hurry to the city of never night, for the world's own hard out of a bad breath.

"We..." Hearing Wei Wuxian's words, Wei Wuxian, the forefather of Yiling in this world, looked down slightly. He believed in the memory of the man he had seen before. He was so excited, just like he was the protagonist in this tragedy. This kind of performance had to make people believe what he said before.

In the rear, seeing Wei Wuxian speed up, Li Maozhen and Shui Yunji's face flashed a helpless color, the next second, the whole body Qi flow, the speed also raised.

……

Lanling, the place where the little friars couldn't get up.

"That's right. Mr. LAN Er, Wei Wuxian should be heading for the city of heaven all night, and the three men should be his helpers. Two of them are evil men. Brother Liu was killed by the man in gorgeous clothes, and we were beaten to death by another man playing the flute. It's a magic trick. It must be evil "No way These little friars complain to LAN forgetting machine.

"Help? Wei Ying, he still has a helper, but is he a member of the Wen family? " Blue forgets machine to ask to them.

When he asked Guiwen, he felt that this was not possible, because the Wen people on the mass grave were old, weak, sick and disabled. How could they have the strength they described?

"Well, we don't know. They don't wear Wen's Taoist robes, but it's possible. After all, except Wen Gou, where can Wei Wuxian find other helpers?" One of these friars said with some uncertainty.

Smell speech, blue forget machine light ground to see him one eye, in the mind know, afterward, turn round, the imperial sword flies toward not night sky city direction.

As for saving people, it doesn't matter if they are injured. Why should anyone help them?

"This Mr. LAN Er, Mr. LAN ER! " Unexpectedly, when the well-known young master LAN Er saw that they were injured, he didn't even save them, or even help them up. These little friars' faces suddenly changed and they yelled at his back.

It's a pity that the blue forgetting plane is flying so fast that their voice can't be heard at this time.

……

More than ten minutes later, it's not night in Tiancheng, on the square.

"The ashes of the two remaining evildoers headed by the Wen family are here. Our four families are here today, vowing to stand under the heaven of the Qing Dynasty with Wei Wuxian, the ancestor of Yiling." Jin Guangshan stood in the highest position, holding an iron box in his hand, and said in a high voice to the monks below.

"Irresistible, irresistible, irresistible!" Hearing Jin Guangshan's words, the monks of various families waved their swords one after another and responded loudly.

"This time, we will take the ashes of the remaining evils headed by the Wen family as a memorial to the monks of all families who died miserably, regardless of their families or surnames." Then, with a wave of his sleeve, a gust of wind blows all the ashes out. It's the so-called frustration and ashes floating in the wind!

"Good! Good! Good!... " Seeing Jin Guangshan's action, the friars exclaimed excitedly.

In other occasions, they may feel that it's too cruel to bring people down to ashes, but today, their conformity and blood factors are activated. They just feel excited and don't think it's inappropriate.

After all, this is the ashes of Wen's remaining evils. It's time to be defeated.

What? Wenqing didn't kill an innocent person. On the contrary, she saved a lot of people. Even many of us monks have accepted her kindness?

Hehe, even if there is such a thing, now everyone in the world except Wei Wuxian can't tolerate the remaining evils of Wen. Her surname is Wen, which is the remaining evils of Wen in Qishan. How can we remember her kindness to us? Of course, we can only remember Wen's evil and extend this account to her. Who is to blame?

If you want to blame your surname Wen, ha ha!

Jin Guangshan nodded his head with satisfaction and continued: "the two remaining evildoers led by Wen are frustrated today, and tomorrow is Wei...""Jin Guangshan, old dog, you're on your own!"

A voice full of anger suddenly rings out in the square, interrupting what Jin Guangshan was going to say, and connecting with what he has already said, it is the old dog of Jin Guangshan who will be frustrated tomorrow.

Nima, who is so bold to call Lord Jin an old dog?

All the monks in the square were shocked and talked to each other. And Jin Guangshan, his face turned red and his body trembled with anger. No one ever scolded him like that. Who dares to Is he looking for death?

"Ding --" Jin Guangshan, the monks and even Jiang Cheng and other patriarchs were looking left and right, looking for the person who had just made a sound. At this time, there was another sound of the flute. When they heard the sound of the flute, their faces changed again.

This is This is Wei Wuxian, the ancestor of Yiling!

"Roar! Roar! Roar!... " This sentence just appeared in people's hearts. The next second, countless wild animal like roars sounded in the earth under people's feet.

Then, arms came out of the ground, and then the whole person, no, the whole body, they They were all the monks of Wen family and other families who died in the sun shooting expedition!

Wei Wuxian, the devil, used the flute to activate their resentment and turned them all into fierce corpses. This devil is too vicious.

"Ha ha, so the number of people on both sides is equal. Jin Guangshan, what did you say just now? Go on. Oh, by the way, just to remind you before I came here, I had prepared 1000 murderous corpses outside jinlintai, some of them were high-level murderous corpses like Wenning. As long as I send a signal here, they will attack jinlintai immediately and kill all the people in jinlintai except my elder martial sister and Jinling. This can be regarded as learning from your Lanling Jin family's way of treating yourself The enemy's family, no matter whether there are innocent people in that family, will be killed! Don't say, it feels really good. Come on, go on. Who will be frustrated tomorrow? " Four figures suddenly appear on the roof of the Yangyan hall. Wei Wuxian, who is from the world of evil way, sits here lazily, glances at Jin Guangshan, who is standing in the most prominent position on the stone steps below, and says with a smile.

"You..." This time, after hearing such a long passage, the crowd accurately captured the source of the voice. Following the reputation, they looked at the four people on the roof of the Yangyan hall. Their brows were locked. Jin Guangshan pointed to Wei Wuxian, who was talking. His face was extremely ugly. First, they took a look at Wei Wuxian, the ancestor of Yiling, who was standing behind him. Then they gritted their teeth and asked him, "who are you?"

Wei Wuxian