In the Golden Bird Courtyard of the Jin family, countless well-established cultivators in brocade and splendid attire gathered together. The originally luxurious decorations around them became a foil. Among these cultivators, except for some direct descendants of the Jin family, there were only those from various sects.
Practitioners from various factions came to celebrate his birthday.
** Zonglai is an old man in yellow robes. It is said that his surname is Zhou. His own strength has reached the realm of Jindan. As soon as he started, he was invited to the high seat by the steward of the Jin family. His words were very enthusiastic. The attitude of the steward of the Jin family
To a certain extent, it also represents the attitude of the Jin family. Seeing this scene, people around him started talking and whispering to each other, and a look of understanding flashed on many people's faces.
"It is said that the Jin family has formed an alliance with the Jin family. It seems that this rumor is not groundless."
"Hey, what kind of secret is this? When the ancestor of the Jin family advanced to the Yuanying old monster, several Yuanyings from the ** clan came to congratulate him in person. They had already secretly formed an alliance. Now with the situation in the abandoned land, the Jin family and **
It’s not an exaggeration to say that Zong is the leader!”
"I see, but this time both Fenghuo Valley and Qingjian Pavilion also sent the Jindan Patriarchs. Now that the Jin Family and the ** Sect have been put on the table, the two major sects will naturally take action. I am afraid that they will take action in the future.
There will be no peace in the abandoned land..."
Behind Zhou Laozu were two outstanding-looking young men in their twenties. When they heard the buzz around them, not only did they not show any embarrassment on their faces, but there was a trace of contempt on their faces. They glanced around without caring.
"The Patriarch of Fenghuo Valley and his three disciples came here to congratulate me on my birthday. I wish the Patriarch of the Jin Family to enjoy eternal blessings and live as long as the heavens!"
"Ancestor Qiu of Qingjian Pavilion came here with his two disciples to wish him a happy birthday. I wish the ancestor of the Jin family will enjoy eternal blessings and live as long as the heavens!"
As two cheers of congratulations sounded almost in no particular order, the originally noisy lobby suddenly came to a standstill. They all looked toward the door, only to see two figures, one blue and one green, coming hand in hand. Behind them were several disciples, holding hands.
With congratulatory gifts and the like, just after entering, he was also welcomed to the table by the steward of the Jin family.
It was Patriarch Jin's 1,700th birthday, and almost everyone in the entire abandoned land knew about it. In addition to some cultivators from the Immortal Sect, countless people from secular families also came and were taken to the outer courtyard of the Jin family with rituals.
Above the void, Qingzi Taoist quietly watched the people coming and going below, without any emotion on his face, but there was a sneer hidden in the corner of his mouth. His body swayed, and he flew directly towards the main city in the center of Jinling City.
Go, and at the same time, the pressure of the golden elixir peak is unreservedly displayed, and it moves downwards.
"Haha, it seems Shen is late. I didn't expect Brother Zhou, Brother Yuan, and Brother Qiu to have already arrived!"
In the lobby, while everyone was talking in low voices, a cold voice suddenly came. It was not loud, but it strangely suppressed the noise around it. At the same time, before anyone could tell, a man with an eyebrow
All white, with a sinister expression, all over the body
There was a crackling sound, and one or two gray arcs flashed from time to time, and the extremely strange-looking old man slowly walked over.
"Ancestor Shen of Guiming Sect, why is he here?"
"Ghost Sect? It was one of the eight major sects that existed thousands of years ago. Wasn't it already extinct?"
Among the crowd, a middle-aged man who looked to be in his thirties spoke slowly, with a hint of curiosity in his voice.
"It was only the sect that was exterminated, not the disciples of the sect. I have some impressions of this Patriarch Shen. Thousands of years ago, the abandoned land suffered great changes. The Ghost Sect, like other immortal sects, was also severely damaged. At that time, the old and new forces alternated.
During the dispute, Patriarch Shen relied on his strength in the middle stage of the Golden Core to fight against the three ancestors in the late stage of the Golden Core. Although he did not win, he still managed to sustain himself for three days and three nights. Although the Guiming Sect was inevitably destroyed,
However, this Old Ancestor Shen can be regarded as famous all over the world.
Later, the Guiming Sect was renamed the Yin Corpse Sect, and Patriarch Shen became the first elder of the Yin Corpse Sect. He has been in seclusion all year round. I never thought that today he would come to congratulate the ancestor of the Jin family on his birthday!"
Among the crowd, an old man with a stooped waist and surging spiritual energy spoke slowly, looking at Patriarch Shen with unconcealable admiration.
"Haha, who do I think it is? It turns out that it is Patriarch Shen who is here. No wonder he is so grand. Haha... You are indeed the first elder of the Yin Corpse Sect. The atmosphere here has become cold since you first arrived..."
At this moment, Patriarch Zhou of the ** sect above spoke slowly, with endless sarcasm in his voice. However, as soon as he said these words, the surrounding people started talking again, as if they didn't understand why these two people were meeting each other.
Among the Immortal Sects in the Abandoned Land, on the surface it seems that both the Sun Sect and the Yin Corpse Sect are the remaining forces from the eight major sects thousands of years ago, and they cooperate a lot with each other. The newly promoted Immortal Sects Wind Fire Valley and Qingjian Pavilion have frequent exchanges with each other, but
As for the personal relationship, Zhou Laozu and Shen Laozu are definitely not good. If they met alone at the wrong time and place, they would probably have to fight. The reason for this is just that it involves a secret that happened thousands of years ago.
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However, just when everyone was speculating, the face of the original Ancestor Shen changed with a cold look, and he suddenly looked in the direction of Ancestor Zhou. He was about to say something, but suddenly sensed something, turned around suddenly, and faced
Looking out into the void outside the hall, at the same time, a faint golden gauze spread three thousand feet like an aurora, completely covering the entire Jinling City. At the same time, an undisguised murderous intention filled the air and headed towards Hengqi.
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"who?"
"Who is so bold as to come to Jinling City to provoke?"
Such an incident immediately caused countless people in the entire lobby to stir up excitement, and all looked solemnly into the void.
"Judging from the pressure emanating, even if the person coming is not a senior Nascent Soul, he is still at the peak of the Golden Core. Could it be that he is an enemy of the Jin family?"
Home?"
"Huh... Speaking of enemies, the Jin family does have a lot of enemies, but they have all been eradicated over the past millennium. Especially after Patriarch Jin advanced to the Yuanying Old Monster, there are no enemies left in the Jin family! Even if there are, where can they be?
How dare you come to your door so directly!"
In the crowd, the rickety old man just spoke again, but there was a look of surprise and uncertainty in his eyes.
"Hey...that's..."
At this moment, the person who had just spoken seemed to realize something. He focused his eyes and looked into the void, only to see a figure in a purple robe with his feet on the air, his hands behind his back, and his eyes quietly overlooking the entire Jinling City.
.As the old man shouted, countless cultivators around him raised their heads and looked in the direction of Kong Laosan, with a hint of inquiry in their eyes.
"Is Ancestor Jin here?"
The Taoist spoke quietly, his voice was not loud, but when it reached everyone's ears, it was like thunder beating drums, giving people a deafening feeling. With just one sound, the originally noisy Jinling City suddenly stopped, as if it was being shaken.
It was like some kind of force strangling my neck, and I could hear a needle drop.
"Is Ancestor Jin here?"
There was a sound, but there was no response at all.
Seeing this, the Taoist had no expression on his face and let out another cry.
In the lobby, the originally surprised butler squinted his eyes and looked into the void. A sneer flashed across his face. He turned his palm and a jade talisman suddenly appeared in his hand. He murmured a few words. The jade talisman shook slightly.
It turned into a white light and flew away somewhere in the Jin family.
"Since Patriarch Jin is ruthless, you, the direct descendants of the Jin family, should be buried with my sister. Don't blame Kong for being ruthless. If you want to blame, blame you for choosing the wrong family!"
At the same time as the voice fell, the Taoist waved his right palm gently, and the golden gauze in the void that originally enveloped the entire Jinling City suddenly bloomed with a faint purple-gold light. These purple-gold lights were misty and illusory. As soon as they appeared, they were like raindrops. It shuttled through the entire Jinling City. At the same time, there were countless screams, shouts, the "puff" sound of the sword energy penetrating the body, countless clan members screaming and hesitating... all kinds of noisy sounds were mixed together, and the original treasure energy The splendid and resplendent Jinling City seemed to have turned into Shura Hell, and the expressions of everyone who saw it changed drastically.
In the lobby, under the fluctuation of spiritual thoughts, everyone saw the scene in front of them very clearly. Everyone had different expressions. Even the expression of Old Ancestor Shen, who just looked extremely sinister, changed drastically, and there was a trace of light in his eyes when he looked at Taoist Void. A look of extreme fear.
Such a wanton massacre of direct descendants of the Jin family was the first of its kind in the entire Daqian, and even in the entire abandoned land. Within three hours, the screams gradually dissipated, and the entire Jinling City was like a dead building. City, the extremely rich bloody smell was overwhelming, condensing into a thin blood-colored cloud above Jinling City, making people's scalp numb.