Land of Jiangbei.

The mist and rain continue.

Among the small buildings of the hanging bamboo forest, clear rain fell along the emerald green eaves.

Splashed to the ground, mixed with mud and sand, and turned into a turbid color.

This is the area where Beijia is located in Jiangbei.

In this small building.

There was a person drinking tea leisurely.

From time to time, he looked at the dim sky, and a turbidity appeared in his eyes.

"Old ancestor!"

"What a big deal!"

A young man in a purple robe, holding an oil-paper umbrella, rushed into the small bamboo forest building with a panic and said in a panic: "According to our information, it is said that a young man suspected of Ren Xiaoyao has arrived in Jiangbei!"

It is extremely difficult for young people to see their youth.

It's not even difficult to see.

His whole body was trembling!

"Let it ride?"

"Didn't he die long ago?"

The tea drinker in Xiaozhu was unmoved and did not take this matter to heart.

But Bei Tangyu, the ancestor of the Bei family, spoke lightly: "But even if he survived by luck? Today, countless fellow Taoists gathered in Jiangbei. If he doesn't hand over the things in his hands, he will definitely die!"

Beitangyu is very confident.

This time they have united countless divine realms!

It’s this power that no one can afford to even the huge dragon country!

Don’t talk about Ren Xiaoyao!

Even if the gods come, it is useless!

"But even though that's the case! But there is another more important thing!"

The young man in purple robe looked at Beitangyu, hesitating, as if he wanted to say but didn't dare to say anything.

"explain!"

Beitangyu frowned and looked at the young man in purple robe, and scolded coldly.

"yes!"

"Someone saw Young Master Bei Mingxin walk into the Ren family! And...and it seems that he has encountered an unexpected situation..."

The young man in purple robe trembled all over.

"Damn it!"

"Little beast!!!"

Now, Beitangyu could no longer calm down. He crushed the teacup in his hand and said coldly: "Bei Si followed Ming Xin, even the foundation-building powerhouses could not keep them! But the woman in the divine realm was obviously trapped!"

"That seems!"

"It may indeed be that Ren Xiaoyao is back!"

"So that's the case!"

"Then we have to think of a way!"

Beitang Yu said coldly with a gloomy face.

"You give my famous post to those who are now in Jiangbei! Invite them to come to the mansion to gather! Let's discuss the plan to deal with Ren Xiaoyao!"

Although later generations were killed by Ren Xiaoyao.

But he didn't dare to kill himself to take revenge!

After all, in legend.

That Ren Xiaoyao has had the record of killing the God Realm!

He doesn't want to take this risk!

And for him, Ren Xiaoyao may be better than dead!

After all, they can personally know from Ren Xiaoyao that there is a secret about his rise!

This is everyone's purpose!

What really attracts them!

...

at this time.

In the mist and rain.

Water mist is misty.

On an ancient bridge with round arches.

There was a lonely and ending figure, wearing a plain white robe, holding an oil-paper umbrella in his hand, staring at the long river in front of him.

Revenge if you have revenge.

Repay grievances.

He Ren Xiaoyao is not the kind of person who is bullied and serious!

Beijia.

He naturally wants to destroy it!

But today he's going to deal with it.

Not just a Bei family!

He wants to catch all the guys who want to attack the Ren family!

That's why he didn't go to the Beijia immediately.

Instead, give them a chance to react.

Let them know that they are back and they also killed Bei Mingxin, so that they will inevitably unite other forces.

This way.

Ren Xiaoyao went to catch them all in one go!

at this time.

He is not in a hurry.

Walking alone on this long bridge with an oil-paper umbrella is like traveling through thousands of years.

It seems like waiting for something.

But what's strange is.

In a radius of hundreds of meters.

There was no second figure!

Almost at the same time.

It is dozens of meters away.

Several young men in strong outfits rushed towards this ancient bridge.

But they are not rushing.

And they all walk on the sword!

Like a banished immortal!

In the mist and rain!

"Senior Nangong!"

"In this siege, with you, a quasi-divine realm like this, we are really determined to win it!"

A woman with a concave figure also stood on the light blue flying sword, looking at the young man in front of her with a charming smile, but the snowy white on her chest was exposed in the mist and rain!

Nangong Hong!

The son of the Nangong family in the last era!

He has become a quasi-divine realm at the age of less than fifty!

It can be called one of the most terrifying monsters in the world!
To be continued...