After saying that, Ling Luo no longer looked at the man who should be called his father, and stepped forward.
She felt that her blood was churning, and revenge had just begun.
After walking forward for a while, she turned around. Just when she was about to tell the two great gods behind her that she didn't need to send them off, she saw two tall statues standing in the huge square.
Ling Luo raised his head, and when he saw the faces of the two jade statues clearly, his expression suddenly changed.
Chu Ye?
Ling Ying?
How could it be? How could they be cast into two magnificent jade sculptures, with people coming and going underneath them kneeling down and worshiping?
Ling Luo stretched out her finger, pointed at the statues of Chu Ye and Ling Ying, looked at Young Master Shu Jun, and said angrily: "What's going on?"
Young Master Shu Jun looked puzzled, his brows slightly raised, and said: "Miss Luo, are you talking about Chu Ye Wuzun and Ling Ying Wuzun? They are people from the immortal world, and are the ancestors of our Xijiu Kingdom."
"Martial Lord of the Immortal Realm?" Ling Luo was shocked. Anger began to surge deep in her heart, almost tearing her internal organs apart. "The two of them actually broke through the void?"
Those two villains turned out to be really...
"Yes, as early as five hundred years ago, the two Martial Masters had broken through the void and ascended to the immortal world. The largest Demon Cloud Academy in the entire Xijiu Kingdom was created by them." Young Master Shu Jun said with a look on his face.
With a proud look, "the two of them are the pride of our Xijiu Kingdom. The two immortals are still protecting the Xijiu Kingdom in heaven."
Ling Luo's whole body was shaking, her nails dug into the flesh of her palms, and blood seeped out.
Young Master Shu Jun didn't seem to notice, and continued to preach: "These two immortals were a couple of gods and gods in the past, and they were very loving. But my favorite is Wu Zun Chu Ye, he is so majestic.
He was actually able to subdue the ancient ferocious beast Chaos and make it his mount!"
"Chaos, haha." Ling Luo's voice began to break down and became hoarse, "Hahahaha, chaos! Chaos!!"
Young Master Shu Jun also noticed something strange about Ling Luo and asked with concern: "Miss Luo, what's wrong with you?"
"Chaos, ah ah ah!" Ling Luo let out a heart-rending roar, that roar contained endless hatred.
Ling Luo seemed to have returned to the temple a thousand years ago. The raging flames engulfed her, the smell of burning flesh, and countless blood and tears.
She pushed away Young Master Shu Jun, strode to the statues of the two people she hated the most, stretched out a finger, and swore to the sky: "Chu Ye, Ling Ying, I, Ling Luo, swear here, to heaven and to earth,
I will definitely take the heads off the necks of you couple of bitches!"
Powerful resentment surged into the sky.
It was a clear sky, but suddenly, a rustling wind blew, and the wind and sand blew up gravel all over the sky. The people who came to worship all ran away with their heads in their hands.
The majestic anger was as strong as the waves of the sea, and the blood all over Ling Luo's body was boiling crazily.
And her slender body stood on the spot, the clothes on her body were fluttering, and under the black hat, the black gauze was slightly raised, revealing her smooth chin and beautiful lips.
Looking at it from the perspective of Young Master Shu Jun, Ling Luo's silhouette at this moment looked particularly desolate.
She said that she was ugly and shameless. Young Master Shu Jun couldn't help but suspect that even though it was a profile at this moment, he still had a soul-stirring hazy beauty.