Chapter 2099

The waves roll and beat against the rocks on the shore, and the sea breeze howls and roars incessantly.

"Today is the end of your life." Yuwen Tianzhao's eyes twinkle with blood red killing opportunity. Without hesitation, his figure breaks through the sky and moves forward on the waves, gradually disappearing at sea level.

He's back.

What is bound to set off is a bloodbath.

Fuji city.

Before the gateway to earth.

Luo Qigong was extremely anxious and eager to see through. He wanted to set foot on the road to the earth to meet Luo Qingdi. However, having agreed to wait here, Luo Qigong did not dare to go away easily.

White hair is flying in the wind.

Luo Qigong's face has been eroded by years, but at this moment, his heart is extremely hot.

His father, Luo Qingdi, is the myth and legend of the prison.

He did not dare to expect to see his father in his lifetime.

Luo Qingdi, who disappeared mysteriously many years ago, has long since fallen into a pile of white bones in the eyes of others.

Everyone is waiting.

Suddenly, in the direction of the road, the light was shining.

"Here they are." Luo Junchen was also very excited.

The light is more and more dazzling.

One after another, the figures came out from the road, and the aura was extremely powerful.

All the people in the Dragon Palace felt this huge and terrible atmosphere, and their hearts were shocked.

Once disappeared for many years, the strong in the heaven prison reappeared in the world.

If it is spread out, it will cause a great wave.

Luo Qigong's eyes have been staring at the entrance of the road.

At the moment when he stepped out of the road, Luo Qigong began to cry. All of a sudden, his face was full of tears, and he even forgot to go up.

This is the shadow!

As in those days, his appearance had not changed at all.

But oneself, already from a child, became the old man with white hair.

The years are merciless.

Luo Junchen's eyes are also wet, tears fall.

In front of the road, there was no sound.

Luo Qingdi's eyes fell on Luo Qigong. In this figure, he noticed a familiar but unrecognizable breath. He could not help but walk over, and his eyes were always looking at Luo Qigong.

White hair, wrinkles, crying.

At that moment, Luo Qingdi felt a convulsion in his heart, inexplicably painful for a moment, and his eyes were fixed on him.

From a child to an old man, Luo Qingdi wanted to recognize Luo Qigong, which was impossible.

Luo Qigong strode over and knelt down in front of Luo Qingdi.

"Dad, I'm Xiao Qi." Luo Qigong's voice was crying bitterly. At this moment, he could not tell whether he was happy or sad. This was a reunion across the century. If it was not for the evolutors, there would be no meeting at this moment.

Luo Qingdi was stunned like an electric shock.

Looking at Luo Qigong with white hair in front of him, Luo Qingdi felt that his nose was sour and his eyes were blurred with tears.

His children!

When I meet again, I'm white haired.

Years, how merciless.

Luo Qingdi walked over and lifted up Luo Qigong with both hands and held him tightly. Tianjiao and immortal mythology of his generation also couldn't help crying, "Xiao Qi, my child..." Luo Qingdi looks like a middle-aged man of the same age as Luo Junchen, while Luo Qigong is an old man with white hair. The identities of the two sides seem to have changed. However, at this moment, in the eyes of many people, there is no trace of disharmony. They are all moved by this scene, and a lot of people secretly wipe tears.

How much fate does it take to meet again after a century.

Like the next life, as if has passed the Naihe bridge, but, forget to drink the Mengpo soup.

Years are merciless, people are sentimental.

For a long time, Luo Qigong wiped his tears and took Luo Junchen's hand. "Dad, do you know who he is?"

Luo Qingdi looked at the past.

"He is the son of big brother, Luo Junchen." Luo Qigong grinned and said, "Luo Feng is his son."

Luo Junchen stepped forward, equally excited, "grandfather."

"Good, good, good children." Luo Qingdi laughed heartily and was very happy to meet again.

"And they are all from Roche The rest of the people. " The smile on Luo Qigong's face suddenly folded up and took a light breath.

Luo Wencong and other people looked respectful and worshipped with blazing enthusiasm, "see the ancestors of the Qing emperor!"

Although Luo Qingdi has been missing for many years, he has always been the belief in the hearts of his descendants.

No one would have thought that Luo Qingdi would appear again.

At this moment, Luo's blood is boiling.Luo Qingdi nodded heavily, and his eyes slowly swept through the crowd.

Luo Qigong's last words hurt his soul.

The rest of the people.

In the past, Luo's pulse, though hidden, was so powerful.

Now, only these people are left?

Luo Qingdi felt his soul twitch involuntarily.

There was a dull pain.

He can't imagine what happened to Roche in the years he left.

It was almost exterminated. His lineage was almost destroyed.

The only thing he felt lucky about was that his blood and blood had been preserved. His descendants of emperor Luoqing were all good men and heroes! Even in the face of such a desperate situation, I have never given up.

"This revenge must be avenged." Luo Qingdi took a deep breath, "what about Xiaofeng? He came back alone. What happened

"Last night, the six big green clouds of the Yuwen family captured Bodhi mountain. Fortunately, Xiaofeng came back in time and killed five of them, but let one escape." Luo Qigong said the story quickly, with pride in his eyes and his worry.

Luo Qingdi's eyes suddenly shrunk, "he even went to Penglai Xiandao first?"

"Brother Luo, it should not be too late. Let's start as soon as possible." Don't ask the sky to open their mouth. They understand the general strength of Penglai Xiandao in Luofeng's mouth. Luofeng alone can't cope with it.

"Go

Yunlin turned out the body of the golden blood heavenly horse, and its huge body was enough to take away all the people.

"Jinxue Tianma?" Luo Qingdi could not help but be surprised, without hesitation, jumped up.

"Xiao Qi, let's drink our wine after stepping down Penglai." Duan Shuishui laughs and comes up and pats Luo Qigong on the shoulder. He is the same age as Luo Qigong and used to be a close friend.

Luo Qigong nodded heavily.

The body of the golden blood heavenly horse, a pair of golden wings, has exceeded 100 meters.

Luo Qingdi stood in the front, his eyes fixed on the distance.

In my heart, the flame of hatred rises.

Roche's pulse!

In the past, there are only a few single seedlings left in the Luo family.

All these are given by Yuwen people. Do not destroy Yuwen, not for Qing emperor!