Chapter 55

In a city in the north, one of them is brightly lit, a quiet and simple mansion.

This is the general residence of Ye family, a famous eight star royal family.

But now if someone looks at it, he will be surprised to find that there is a Ye clan here?

Once looked up to by many northern royal families.

Now it has changed its owner for the time being, and has become a meeting place for the six nine star royal families. No one can see it. All ye people are forced to retreat to another residence, even ye Hetu, the great master of the nine Qi realm of Ye family.

At this point.

In Ye's hall, only seven people sat here.

Five of them are middle-aged people who have just entered their prime of life.

But everyone seems to have a deep breath after a hundred years of vicissitudes, which is daunting.

"King Ke, why didn't anyone come?" Sitting on the left, the first middle-aged man in a thin red shirt, with a hint of irony, uttered a cold voice:

"how? Don't you have two young people who are directly related to you? "

"The kings of Ke family are afraid to come to discuss how to deal with the Chu Lingxiao?"

The five middle-aged people in the lobby don't think they have black hair and strong blood. They look no different from ordinary middle-aged people, so they really think they are.

They are all masters of heaven!

That's what I look like in my prime.

It is the most powerful proof that it is only one step away from the supreme realm of rejuvenation!

"Brother Qin, don't be so impatient."

The middle-aged man sitting at the top on the right, dressed in white, is more like a childlike and slightly frivolous second ancestor.

It doesn't seem to care about anything at all.

With a faint smile on his face and a lazy look, he stepped on the side of the chair with one foot, raised his head and played with a paper fan in his hand. He said with a smile:

"if the Ke family doesn't come, they won't come. If he's Ke zhenlie, can't he be us old guys and can't pay for the boy named Chu Lingxiao?"

What about the atmosphere of the earth

What about the monsters of the weather?

In this northern land, it's not enough for a hairy boy to give orders!

"Brother Xiao, do you think I will be afraid of a 20-year-old baby?" The middle-aged red shirt snorted coldly, with a trace of disdain on his face:

"as long as it's not the supreme realm, you don't have to go up at all, I can kill him alone!"

"I just wonder why Ke zhenlie hasn't arrived yet."

……

At this time, the only beautiful woman on the left side, covering her little mouth, suddenly said with a smile:

"that old man, he has been closed for 100 years, and he still doesn't know whether she is alive or dead."

"Besides, what can a little boy do?"

This beautiful woman, though wearing a black shirt and ancient clothes, adds a mysterious and strange color to her enchanting and charming body.

She then said with a smile:

"anyway, now Miss Ling has clearly told us."

"Chu Lingxiao is not an old monster in the supreme realm of rejuvenation, so we don't have to wait and see any more."

"Three days later, when his birthday comes, it's his Time of death

The last two words of the beautiful woman came out, but the faint laughter turned into a cold and murderous spirit, sweeping the whole hall.

This is a woman who can't look at it on the surface and say she'll turn over if she turns over, otherwise you won't know how to die.

Four middle-aged people shake their heads and smile.

This woman is still the same as before. Her words are like soft wind, but her heart is like a scorpion.

It's just that she's right.

Chu Lingxiao will die!

only the six kings of the North has the final say, and no young man can be bold.

The hall is right, sitting on the Wangyue cliff, with a white skirt girl who is the old servant of the great master of six atmosphere.

Although she was still a little worried about what happened on Wangyue cliff, she said to herself faintly:

"it's a pity that Chu Lingxiao is a peerless monster."

"But I don't know how to advance or retreat. I will die before I step on a higher level."

The girl in the white dress was determined.

Chu Lingxiao, though qualified to enter her eyes, is not the person she is looking for in Jiangnan Lingjia.

……

It's just, right now.

It is a taijizong general courtyard, which hides the ancient school of the time and has eight atmosphere.

But it was a tragedy.

Like hell on earth, falling into a sea of fire, there are shrill screams everywhere.

All the elders of Taiji sect.

All disciples.

He is a great master of martial arts, whether he is a beginner of martial arts or a great master of martial arts in the outside world.They were all killed one after another.

Pools of blood, flowing in every corner of taijizong, blood dyed the whole land, have been able to accumulate into a bloody stream.

Once that piece of God list supreme, personally inscribed the gold plaque, is mercilessly picked down, broken into two pieces, rigidly inserted in the ground.

The only remaining great master of taijizong with six Qi States is still fighting with bloody wounds everywhere. Watching his disciples fall one by one, he is so sad that he cries out: "my taijizong, the foundation of more than 300 years, is over!"

"Why, who are you?"

His eyes were full of anger and hatred, staring at several strange old people who were around him and covetous for him.

Bang!

However, as soon as he finished, he was cut in the neck with a knife, and a gush of blood fell to the ground.

The only ancestor of taijizong was attacked and killed by two old monsters who were in the same place.

To death.

His eyes were wide open, and there was a kind of resentment.

As the current leader of Taiji sect, Chen Daoji's stomach was broken and his whole body was stained red with blood. He looked very solemn and stirring.

Think of him as taijizong, a super power who once served as the supreme ruler of Shenbang. He once awed an era, and the whole North was under his feet.

Now.

But he was killed!

He can't figure out why, who are these guys!

"Do you want to know why?"

Suddenly at this time, a slender figure, through the scattered moonlight, step by step came to Chen Daoji.

It was a young man in a blue robe with a thrilling breath:

"well, I'll tell you that anyone who is related to Chu Lingxiao, even taijizong, must die!"

Once taijizong was the Supreme God, which he needed to look up to.

But now is different from the past, he no longer need to have any respect!

Hearing Chu Lingxiao's three words, Chen Daoji was silent. He didn't expect that it was this reason that provoked these people.

In a few seconds.

He raised his head and looked at the young man coldly. His eyes were full of hatred. He gritted his teeth and said, "who are you?"

"Me?" The young man snorted, and there was a sense of pride in his words:

"remember, my name is Ke zhenlie. Now you can call me Ke Zhizun. If you can die in my hand, you will not waste your life!"

However, Chen Daoji suddenly laughed, laughing so ironically and sarcastically:

"ha ha ha, ke Supreme? "The supreme one?"

"On the way to huangquan, I, Chen Daoji, will be waiting for you. Ha ha ha ha!"

Chen Daoji looked at Ke zhenlie sarcastically with a kind of eyes to the ignorant, the frog in the well.

"To die!"

But the next second, the head was cut off by a knife. Taijizong, which has been handed down for 300 years, died!

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