The old lady and old man Chang Wuji were undoubtedly proving his identity to Changyang Zu Yeyun and Changyang Zu Yunxiao. At this moment, Changyang Zu Yeyun no longer doubted Chang Wuji's identity and immediately exclaimed,
The voice was full of surprise.
In the eyes of Changyang Zu Yeyun, finding Chang Wuji is equivalent to finding her long-lost son. The person she really cares about is not Chang Wuji, but her son.
"Chang Wuji, where is Kong'er? Where is Kong'er? You and Kong'er left Changyang Mansion together. You must be with Kong'er, right? Please tell me where Kong'er is." Changyang Ancestor Ye Yunna
Her trembling tone was full of urgency. At this moment, her heart, which had been sad for hundreds of years, finally became excited for the first time. Ever since her son was expelled from Changyang Mansion hundreds of years ago, she had never been
I have become as excited as I am now, and I have never been so excited.
"Master...Master...Master..." Chang Wuji was also very excited when he saw the former old lady and old man. After saying a few words intermittently in a weak tone, he again involved the pain in his body.
The serious injury caused him to cough violently and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood. Some of the blood even splattered on the clothes of Changyang Zu Yeyun and Changyang Zu Yunxiao.
Changyang Zu Yunxiao immediately took out a brown pill from the space ring and fed it into Uncle Chang's mouth. This pill was Changyang Mansion's secret healing medicine, which was refined from countless precious heavenly materials and earthly treasures.
, its preciousness is slightly inferior to those of high-level light elixirs.
After taking the pills, Chang Bo's deteriorating injuries finally stabilized and improved. Looking at the seriously injured Chang Wuji, Changyang Zu Yunxiao's face was extremely gloomy, and his eyes revealed a strong killing intent.
The voice said: "Chang Wuji, who hurt you?"
Uncle Chang looked at the group of people from the Guangming Saint Masters Guild floating in the sky, and said in a weak tone, "They are the people from the Guangming Saint Masters Guild. They want to kidnap everyone in my Changyang Mansion to go to the City of Gods."
"This is unreasonable!" Changyang Zu Yunxiao was furious, and a huge aura suddenly emitted from his body, covering the entire world, and the aura contained extremely strong killing intent.
In the past hundreds of years, Changyang Ancestor Yunxiao has never been so angry. Although the Guangming Saint Master Guild is the top power in Tianyuan Continent, its strength is not weaker than the ancient family, but such strength is in front of the guardian family Changyang Mansion.
He is as weak as an ant and has not been taken seriously by the Changyang Mansion at all. But now, the family he founded as the son of one of the seven great elders of the Changyang Mansion is actually being bullied by the people of the Guangming Saint Master Guild.
How could Changyang Zu Yunxiao not be angry? At the same time, he also imagined in his heart how many grievances his son had endured over the years, which made Changyang Zu Yunxiao feel sad as a father.
Changyang Zu Yunxiao's body appeared in the sky in an instant, staring at the people of the Guangming Saint Master Guild with cold eyes, and shouted in a deep voice: "Whoever dares to hurt people in Changyang Mansion, stand up for me, otherwise, then you here
Let’s all accept the punishment together.”
Everyone in the Guangming Saint Master Guild looked at each other, and their expressions became extremely solemn. They had vaguely guessed that Changyang Ancestor Yunxiao must be an unparalleled powerhouse in the Saint Emperor realm. There was actually a Saint behind Changyang Mansion.
With the support of the powerful emperor, this matter was completely beyond the expectations of the Guangming Saint Master Guild.
"Your Excellency, I wonder who you are?" an old voice came, and the old man with an old face spoke, his tone was hoarse and weak, he seemed to be an old man who was about to be buried.
This old man is exactly the old man who wiped the tables and chairs with a towel that Jian Chen met in the Holy Light Tower. He is also an unparalleled strong man who has reached the realm of the Holy Emperor.
"Changyang Zu Yunxiao!" Changyang Zu Yunxiao said expressionlessly.
Hearing this name, the faces of some people in the Guangming Saint Master Guild who had some knowledge of the ten guardian families changed drastically, and they stared at Changyang Zu Yunxiao with horrified expressions, with deep fear in their eyes. Guangming Saint Master
The president of the trade union immediately raised his hand to Changyang Ancestor Yunxiao, and asked with a serious look: "Are you from one of the ten guardian families, the ancestor of Changyang Prefecture, the ancestor of Yuan, and the ancestor of Qing?"
At this moment, everyone in the Guangming Saint Master Guild felt heavy. Previously, they thought that the Changyang Mansion in Luoer City was just a small family with the same name as the Guardian Family, but they never expected that the two of them would have the same name.
Not only does the relationship between them not have the same name, but they also seem to have an unusual relationship with the senior officials of Changyang Mansion.
The words of the president of the Guangming Saint Master Guild fell into the ears of the elders of the Sunset Changyang Mansion. Everyone's bodies suddenly trembled violently, and an inexplicable light flashed in their eyes. Although they didn't know about the guardian of the family Changyang Ancestor, they saw
When they saw the fearful expressions on the faces of the people in the Guangming Saint Masters Guild, they had already guessed that the Guardian Family must be a big family that was more powerful than the Guangming Saint Masters Guild. This made their hearts filled with despair suddenly become active again.
Everyone seemed to see the fire of hope.
Changyang Ancestor Yunxiao stared coldly at the president of the Guangming Saint Master Guild, and said slowly: "I am quite knowledgeable. I even know the affairs of my Changyang Mansion Ancestor, Yuan and Qing lineages clearly." Then,
Changyang Zu Yunxiao's eyes slowly swept over everyone and said: "Whoever hurts my Changyang Mansion person, if you don't say anything, then I will have to put all of you on the list of punishments."
The faces of the members of the Guangming Saint Master Guild all turned ugly. Facing one of the top ten guardian families, they did not dare to offend at all. Even the arrogance in their bones was restrained and they did not dare to show it at all.
.And the face of the middle-aged man who had injured Uncle Chang earlier became even more ugly. He was suspended there in a daze, not daring to speak, but his heart turned blue with regret.
"It's him, he's the one who injured Uncle Chang." At this time, a soft voice came from below, and standing in the crowd, Yu Fengyan, wearing a blue shirt, pointed at the middleman who injured Uncle Chang.
The young man said loudly, his expression full of anger.
"Yes, that's the person who injured Uncle Chang."
"I must avenge Uncle Chang."
After Yu Fengyan spoke, many elders of the Changyang Mansion also pointed at the middle-aged man and said, all of them were extremely angry. By now, they all had guessed the sudden arrival of a middle-aged couple and the Changyang Mansion.
There must be a great origin.
Changyang Zu Yunxiao's sharp eyes fell on the middle-aged man, and he immediately shouted angrily: "A mere holy king dares to hurt the people of Changyang Mansion, and is seeking death!" While speaking, Changyang Zu Yunxiao appeared quietly in front of the man.
In front of the middle-aged man, his palm stretched out and grabbed directly towards the middle-aged man's head. At the same time, the space around the middle-aged man's body also solidified, and he was imprisoned there without being able to move at all.
At this moment, the old man with an old face appeared out of thin air in front of the middle-aged man, struck out with a palm, and collided with Changyang Zu Yeyun's palm.
"bump!"
As a muffled sound came, even though both of them controlled the energy very well, the Saint Emperor's blow still caused the space to tremble violently.
Changyang Ancestor Ye Yun's eyes froze slightly, and he said coldly: "How dare you stop me."
"Your Excellency, although the people from our Guangming Saint Master Guild hurt your Changyang Mansion first, his crime is not worthy of death. I hope you can be merciful and spare his life." The old man with an old face raised his hands and said.
"Go away!" The murderous intention in Changyang Zu Yunxiao's heart rose. With a cold snort, he hit the old man with another palm. The power of this palm was obviously much greater. Wherever the palm passed, the surroundings
A crack was torn apart in the space.
The face of the Holy Emperor of the Guangming Saint Master Guild became solemn, and he gave a low drink, and his skinny palms carried the vast power of heaven and earth to greet Changyang Zu Yunxiao. He would never allow anyone from the Guangming Saint Master Guild to watch.
The famous holy king fell here just because he made a small mistake.
Even the Guild of Light Saint Masters cannot afford to lose a strong Saint King, because the number of such strong men in their entire union is not large, and each one is very important, and they are the top strength of the Guild of Light Saint Masters Guild.
The palms of the two people collided in mid-air with the majestic power of heaven and earth. Silently, the surrounding space suddenly trembled, and then the space within dozens of meters suddenly shattered like a mirror.
After the blow, the Saint Emperor strongman from the Guangming Saint Master Guild paled slightly, and his body immediately flew back. But Changyang Ancestor Ye Yun was steadily suspended in the void, without even taking a step back, and then he took a step forward
He came out and once again came to the holy king who injured Chang Wuji, and said coldly: "I will never forgive anyone who hurts my Changyang Mansion!" Changyang Ancestor Ye Yun directly stretched out his palm and slapped the holy king on the head.
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The strong Saint King who injured Chang Wuji was imprisoned and could not move at all. Facing the palm of Changyang Zu Yeyun, he lost his most basic ability to dodge. This palm directly shattered his head and shocked him.
His soul was shattered, blood flowed out from his seven orifices, and he was completely destroyed physically and mentally.
After killing a strong Saint King, Changyang Ancestor Yeyun glanced coldly at the Saint Emperor who was knocked back by his palm, and said: "If you dare to be presumptuous again, I will kill you too. With your Saint
The strength of the Second Heavenly Emperor is not my opponent."
The Holy Emperor from the Guangming Saint Master Guild dared not speak in anger. After a moment, he finally let out a sigh and his face turned gloomy. He really could not afford to offend Changyang Mansion, one of the top ten guardian families. If it was too much, he would even
Even the Guangming Saint Master Guild will be implicated and suffer a devastating blow from Changyang Mansion.
The Guangming Saint Master Guild had no choice but to swallow this loss today.
Changyang Zu Yeyun ignored the battle in the sky, but squatted next to Chang Wuji and said in an urgent tone: "Chang Wuji, tell me where Kong'er is now and what his condition is now."
After being treated with the holy medicine, the injuries in Chang Wuji's body had been relieved a lot. He stood up from the ground with some difficulty, and said with a bitter look on his face: "Old madam, the master has been away for hundreds of years. He went to look for it outside.
There is no news about how to break the seal until now."
"What, Kong'er... Kong'er, he..." Changyang Zu Yeyun instantly became dejected. She who was originally full of hope also became desperate with Uncle Chang's words. She originally thought that as long as she found
Chang Wuji would definitely be able to find her long-lost son Changyang Zuyunkong, but he never expected that things would turn out like this.
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