The leader was wearing a green gown. Although he was middle-aged, he was very handsome, and his narrow red phoenix eyes were eye-catching.
Zhuo Wen looked up and immediately recognized that the middle-aged man at the head was the Qing Qixiu he was looking for.
Back then, he had seen Qing Qixiu's vision in Jing Hongwen's inheritance, so he recognized him at a glance.
Behind Qing Qixiu, followed by dozens of monks with powerful auras, they landed at the door of the mansion.
The moment he landed, Qing Qixiu immediately saw the young female cultivator being stepped on by Zhuo Wen, and his face suddenly darkened.
"Who are you? How dare you hold my daughter hostage and seek death?" Qing Qixiu said with a cold expression.
"I'm here to find you. Whether your daughter is dead or alive has nothing to do with me!"
Zhuo Wen casually picked up the female cultivator and threw it to Qing Qixiu like trash.
"Dad! If you want to avenge me, the two of them beat me indiscriminately. You must kill them!"
The female cultivator threw herself into Qing Qixiu's arms and kept complaining about Zhuo Wen and Ma Yujie.
"Yuan'er! Don't worry, dad will definitely avenge you!"
Qing Qixiu gently patted the female cultivator on the back, then raised his head and looked at Zhuo Wen murderously: "Tell me, how do you want to die?"
Zhuo Wen smiled and said: "Qing Qixiu, the person who dies is not me, it will be you! I came here today to avenge Jing Hongwen!"
Qing Qixiu's pupils shrank and he said in surprise: "Who are you Jing Hongwen?"
"I owe him a favor, so I plan to use your life to compensate him for this favor!"
As Zhuo Wen spoke, he stepped forward with his right foot, and his whole body shot towards Qing Qixiu like a bolt of lightning.
Qing Qixiu didn't expect that Zhuo Wen would take action as soon as he said it. He suddenly mobilized all his divine power, pushed out with both palms, and faced Zhuo Wen.
Boom!
Thunder breaks out from the ground!
Qing Qixiu's pupils tightened, and then his whole body flew out, a mouthful of blood spurting out.
Everyone present was shocked.
No one expected that Qing Qixiu, the second master of the Qingming family, would be defeated after just one confrontation with this strange young man.
"Ah! You are looking for death!"
Qing Qixiu was furious and instantly released the Law of Heaven and Earth. His body rose ten feet tall and reached a height of one million feet in an instant.
boom!
Qing Qixiu picked it up
The flute in his hand played a strange tune, and silhouettes emerged from the void, attacking Zhuo Wen.
Zhuo Wen sneered and directly released the Fa Tian Xiang Di. As soon as the nine million-foot huge Fa Tian Xiang Di appeared, it immediately overwhelmed several Qing Qixiu.
Zhuo Wen waved his right hand violently, and the countless figures that flew towards him in the void exploded.
And Zhuo Wen's palm was like a broken bamboo, traveling through time and space, and hit Qing Qixiu hard.
"No……"
Qing Qixiu's eyes were full of fear. He never expected that Zhuo Wen's strength would be so strong.
Click, click, click!
I saw Qing Qixiu's body disintegrating inch by inch. In three breaths, his millions of feet of heaven and earth shattered into countless light spots.
A divine soul shot out from the depths of the light spot and flew towards the depths of the Qingming Family.
"The soul escaped quite quickly!"
Zhuo Wen's eyes were filled with surprise, and he secretly thought that there was something unique about Qing Qixiu's divine soul method, but he didn't notice it when he was running away.
"you you you you……"
The young female cultivator sat down on the ground, pointing her jade finger at Zhuo Wen, her eyes full of disbelief.
Her father, Qing Qixiu, is a strong man in the middle stage of Fa Tian Xiang Di. Zhuo Wen actually killed him with one move. How powerful is this guy!
"Your father's soul is hiding deep in the Qingming family! Can you still call him out now?" Zhuo Wen said calmly.
The female nun lowered her head and fell into a long silence.
"If you can't, then you are useless! Die!"
Zhuo Wen had no expression on his face, and with a wave of his sleeves, more than ten rays of divine power shot out like arrows from a string, instantly piercing the eyebrows of the female cultivator and the more than ten monks who followed Qing Qixiu.
After instantly killing more than a dozen people, Zhuo Wenfa collapsed, and then walked towards the gate of the Qingming Family.
At this moment, the two monks guarding the door of Qingming Family looked at Zhuo Wen with fear.
Zhuo Wenshun killed Qing Qixiu and others just now, but they could clearly see that this guy was too powerful.
"Fortunately, our Qingming family has a protective formation, and this formation is at the pinnacle of the fourth level of eternity. This kid shouldn't be able to break the formation!"
Although the two guards were frightened by Zhuo Wen's strength, they were not worried in their hearts. They were very confident in the Qingming Family's protective formation.
It's just that their voices
As soon as he landed, Zhuo Wen stepped in, and the protective formation surrounding the entire family collapsed inch by inch.
"How is that possible? The protective formation has been broken!" The two guards were stunned.
"If you don't want to die, get out!" Zhuo Wen's expression was cold and his words were spoken softly like thunder rolling from the sky.
The two guards were so frightened that they crawled on the ground and ran away. How could they still have the courage to face Zhuo Wen?
"Hahaha! I don't know if my little friend is visiting the Qingming Family, but I am not welcome at a distance. Don't be offended!"
The moment Zhuo Wen and Ma Yujie stepped into the door, an old and powerful voice came from deep in the mansion.
Then, an old man in black came from the air and stopped dozens of meters in front of Zhuo Wen.
The old man in black also held a transparent glass bottle in the palm of his hand. There was a small figure floating in it, and his appearance was that of Qing Qixiu's spirit.
"Qing Lingyong, the founder of the Qingming family, do you know the names of the two of you?" Qing Lingyong said politely.
"I heard that you have a close relationship with the Jin Zun Dharma King of the Shenran clan, but is it true?" Zhuo Wen put his hands behind his back and asked calmly.
Qing Lingyong was startled at first, then smiled and said: "My little friend is well-informed. It's true. I had a good relationship with Jin Zun in the early years and we were sworn brothers! Now we often keep in touch with each other and we have a good relationship!"
"Then can you call the Golden Dharma King here now?" Zhuo Wen said calmly.
Qing Lingyong's expression suddenly froze. He didn't expect Zhuo Wen to suddenly make such a request.
"It's okay to scream! But what does this have to do with my little friend?" Qing Lingyong's face turned pale and her tone was indifferent.
"If you don't want to die, just do what I say! First, give me Qing Qixiu's soul first, and I will kill him with my own hands! Second, call Jin Zun Dharma King over, and I will kill him too.
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Zhuo Wen glanced at Qing Lingyong and continued: "If you can do these two things, I will spare your life!"
Hearing this, Qing Lingyong's face suddenly solidified, and her heart was filled with rage.
"What did you say?"
Qing Lingyong was shocked. He had seen crazy people, but he had never seen such crazy people as Zhuo Wen.
Does this guy really think he is invincible? He actually wants to kill the Dharma King Jinzun. It is really treasonous!
"Ancestor, what nonsense are you talking about? Just kill him!"
In the transparent bottle, Qing Qixiu stared at Zhuo Wen with resentful eyes and roared almost madly.