As the crowd buzzed and discussed, time passed quietly. And when the sun reached halfway up the altar, a group of people came from the entrance towards the podium...
"It's the head of the family!"
The people who were always paying attention suddenly discovered it. Then, everyone's eyes began to search among the team. In the end, their eyes all stayed on one point...
Wearing a pure white gown, a young man with a handsome face and flowing clothes followed many elders with a sense of indifference and calmness.
He is so young, and among a group of elderly people, he is even more eye-catching.
"Is he the fourteenth elder?"
The eyes of countless descendants of the Luo family were focused on the handsome young man, and a kind of blazing light emerged from their eyes.
Especially girls from separated families, with just one look, they can no longer move away.
He was as dazzling as the sun, but just walking quietly like this, people's eyes were still involuntarily attracted to him. His calmness, his indifference, was like a sharp sword, fiercely inserted into their hearts, and then Can't forget it either.
He is the one who attracts the most attention in the world. He is the pride of heaven and the darling of heaven and earth. He seems to be destined to be so popular!
Is that girl not pregnant? In this world where the jungle prevails, the young man in front of you has a status and strength that is unmatched by ordinary people. He is simply the dream lover of all women!
And he is none other than Luo Yi, the youngest elder of the Luo family!
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Luo Yi's expression was calm and indifferent, but in reality, he was a little helpless.
How does it feel to have 40,000 pairs of burning eyes staring straight at you?... It’s so uncomfortable!
But when I think about it, he is the fourteenth elder of the Luo family! How can he be defeated by these eyes like this? What kind of shame does he show?
Therefore, resisting the feeling of discomfort, Luo Yi could only keep his face calm and calm. He looked calm and calm...
The distance was only a few hundred meters, but Luo Yi felt that it was unexpectedly long.
Everyone stood up on the rostrum. Luo Yi, as an elder, stood in the front row. Beside him, it was Luo Xiong and others. The fanatical eyes of the Luo family juniors below were still locked on he.
"I didn't expect that there are so many people. These eyes are so lethal..." Looking down at the sea of people below, Luo Yi thought with a wry smile.
"Master is actually afraid of the eyes of these mortals?" Feng Long's inappropriate questions rang in Luo Yi's mind.
Luo Yi couldn't help but rolled his eyes and hummed in his heart: "The eyes are the windows of the soul. Although these people are just mortals, wherever they look, there is still a trace of the power of their souls. Although the power of these souls is not great, Powerful. But when concentrated, it is enough to make people feel it. If they are full of murderous intent, I will not be afraid. But it is this inexplicable fanaticism that makes me don’t know how to respond..."
After saying this, he paused, then shook his head and said, "Forget it. I can't explain it to you. After all... people are the most difficult thing to figure out."
"Oh..." Feng Long said as if he had realized something, and then fell silent.
At this time, Luo Xiong had already taken a step forward.
The majestic gaze suddenly swept away, and the unique aura belonging to the Xiantian Realm strongman filled the entire place in an instant. In an instant, the originally noisy square fell silent. And the gaze that was originally looking at Luo Yi could not help but He looked at Luo Xiong, who had a solemn look on his face.
After a short silence, Luo Xiong's majestic and indifferent voice slowly sounded.
"Since ancestor Luo Qingfeng came to Tiandu Mansion and took root, it has gone through one thousand and thirty years, nine generations in total... During this period, the ancestors of all generations have laid down..."
Luo Xiong's rich voice slowly spread, and the sound was not loud, but every Luo family disciple present felt as if it was ringing in their ears, and everyone was suddenly excited...
Luo Xiong leisurely recounted the heroes and heroic deeds of each generation of the Luo family over the past thousand years.
"The third generation ancestor Luo Wenrui, in the spring of 324 in the Dahua calendar, alone, stopped ten demon generals from the 'Tianjian Wall', fought fiercely for six days, and killed six of the demon generals..."
"The fourth generation ancestor Luo Feiling, in the winter of 397 in the Great Chinese calendar, in order to save the emperor's commander, he entered the 'Thousand Demon Clouds' and killed thirteen demon generals and several demons..."
"The fourth generation ancestor, King Luo Fei, entered the 'Ancient Demon Realm' in the winter of the same year, obtained the 'Mo Luo Fruit', and saved 36,000 Dahua soldiers..."
"The fourth generation ancestor..."
"The fifth generation..."
"The sixth generation..."
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This is the opening that is used at annual festivals almost every year. As long as you are a member of the Luo family, you will hear it almost once a year. However, no matter how many times you listen to it, when you see Luo Xiong's solemn appearance again, he sings in that indifferent and hollow voice.
When the narration comes, all the Luo family members can't help but fall silent and listen quietly.
This is the pride of a family. The ancestors of the Luo family have spent blood, tears and sweat in exchange for the glory of the Luo family today. As a Luo family, what reason do you have to despise it?
Luo Xiong's voice seemed to carry magic, taking people through time and space, back to the vast history, to witness the deeds that made the Luo family proud.
The annual festival is to remind future generations over and over again not to forget their ancestors.
How can a person who can even forget his ancestors be qualified to stand in this vast world?
Luo Yi also listened carefully and admired in his heart. The ancestors of the Luo family may not have been too high in cultivation, but it was such a group of people who established the Luo family and allowed it to stand firm in the world for thousands of years.
Thousands of years. What a vast period of time is that? Once a hundred years pass, there will be changes like a sea of change. Not to mention a thousand years? During this time, I don’t know how many things have happened, but in this world of the jungle, the Luo family still remains.
Tower.
How can the ancestors of the Luo family not be admired?
Thinking of this, Luo Yi let out a breath again.
However, at this moment, Luo Yi's expression suddenly changed and he looked in one direction. Then, he frowned.
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"Haha, I will definitely kill you soon!"
When Luo Xiong was telling the thousand-year history of the Luo family, eight figures in the air, no more than twenty miles away from the Luo family, were rapidly approaching the Luo family.
The young man in yellow shirt was glowing with yellow light, flying rapidly in the air, and a crazy voice came out of his mouth.
"Bald man, do you want to compare who can kill the most people later?" He looked at the bald man beside him.
The bald man's body was shining with purple light. Hearing this, he smiled widely and his brows were bloodthirsty: "You are of the earth attribute, how can you compare to my thunder attribute in killing? Just compare! What's the chance?"
"Fifty thousand high-grade stones! How about it?" The young man in yellow shirt's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he burst into laughter.
"Okay!" The bald man also laughed and agreed.
These eight people are none other than Song Ying and his party from the Song family. Song Yu and the three young men cannot fly, but it is not difficult for a few people who have reached the Suitian realm to fly with their true energy through the body.
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The young man in yellow shirt and the bald-headed young man seemed very proud of themselves. The killing of the Luo family was nothing to them. If they were not worried that their whereabouts would be discovered by the five major sects, they would have been killed as early as a year ago.
, the Luo family has been wiped out. Killing people is simply more relaxing and enjoyable than going out for an outing.
Song Ying, who was on the side, saw that these two people were almost no one around, and couldn't help but frown slightly, and then said calmly: "Don't be too high-profile, just destroy the Luo family and leave... don't capsize the boat in the gutter."
"Haha, senior brother, don't worry. The strongest member of the Luo family is just an old man who has cultivated in the early stages of the 'Gengtian Realm'. Killing the Luo family is just a matter of a wave of his hand." The young man in yellow shirt didn't care.
said.
Song Ying frowned slightly, but didn't say anything more. When he glanced around, he suddenly found that the young man in white had a serious look on his face.
He couldn't help but paused in his heart and frowned: "Qing Yi, what's wrong?"
The thin young man in white shook his head slightly when he heard this, looked in the direction of the Luo family, frowned and said softly: "I don't know. But I feel uneasy."
"Huh?" Song Ying's brows suddenly jumped slightly.
Tsing Yi has a talent that can vaguely sense the crisis. Over the years, they have been operating in [The Ten Thousand Demonic Clouds], and Tsing Yi's talent has saved their lives countless times. Now when I heard Qing Yi, he actually said that he was a little upset.
Ning? What's going on?
"Wait a minute!" Song Ying was also a decisive person, and he shouted immediately. Eight figures stopped in the air instantly.
At this time, they were less than ten miles away from the Luo family gate.
"What's wrong?" Although the young man in yellow shirt stopped, he still asked strangely.
Song Ying ignored him, but looked at the thin young man in white, frowned and said: "Check again to see if there is any danger. If the danger is high, let's take a long-term approach."
The thin young man in white nodded slightly when he heard the words, and then closed his eyes.
After a full moment, he opened his eyes again, with some hesitation between his brows. But after a moment, he shook his head: "I just feel uneasy, and there is no strong sense of crisis... I guess this uneasiness is caused by
Originating from those people in Tiandu City." As he spoke, he turned his head and looked in the direction of Tiandu City. There were several huge auras hidden there.
Song Ying frowned and looked back. After some calculations in his mind, he looked at the young man in yellow and the bald man and said, "Qing Yi has a bad premonition. Don't be verbose later. After killing the person, go straight to Shifang."
Go to the mountains."
The originally careless young man in yellow shirt and the bald man were startled when they heard this. They couldn't help but suppress the indifference on their faces and nodded lightly.
Although these two people have relatively carefree personalities, after all, they are characters who have struggled through life and death. They have been in the team for many years. Naturally, they know that Qing Yi has a powerful premonition, and they immediately did not dare to be careless again.
"Walk!"
After saying these words, Song Ying said no more, gave an order, and continued flying towards the Luo family!