This made Leng Yueran very unhappy. She looked up at the place where she was talking and saw a Taoist in black standing under the starry sky. ◇↓◇↓ Xiao◇↓

The Taoist in black was about 20 years old and had a pretty face, but Leng Yueran had only annoyed the handsome appearance of the Taoist in black at this time.

The reason why she felt this was naturally because she was worried about the yellow-clothed Taoist. Just when she was about to speak, she suddenly felt that she could not speak for a moment.

The Taoist in the yellow robe bowed and said, "I don't have enough magic power, please don't blame the Great Heavenly Lord."

The Taoist in black glanced at Leng Yueran, then said lightly: "Since that's the case, let's go."

While speaking, the Taoist in black and the Taoist in yellow were wrapped in a black light and continued to move towards the endless star field.

In a blink of an eye, Leng Yueran lost the figures of these two people. At this moment, her heart was filled with shock. The Taoist in the yellow robe was a Taoist priest level, and the Taoist in the black should be such a powerful existence.

What does the Great Heavenly Lord represent?

She vaguely remembered that she seemed to have heard someone mention the three words "Great Heavenly Lord", but when she thought about it, she couldn't understand what this Great Heavenly Lord actually represents.

What does these three words mean by Da Tianzun?

After crossing thousands of miles, Fang Ling, dressed in black, said to Ji Xuantu beside him with a smile on his face and said, "Mr. Xuantu, that woman is good, and she is moved by you again. Why don't we turn back?"

Ji Xuantu's face froze, and he hurriedly clasped his fists at Fang Ling and said, "The Great Heavenly Lord is joking, my subordinates and that woman..."

"Nothing, isn't it? Of course I know that you and the woman have nothing now, but there is nothing now, which does not mean there is nothing in the future, don't you think?"

"What's more, you can still have something with her in the future!"

Looking at Fang Ling's teasing expression, Ji Xuantu knew that the more he said, the more he would bring about this unrestrained Great Heavenly Lord. So Ji Xuantu still chose the most correct way, which is to shut up and not speak.

His method was indeed very effective, and Fang Ling did not joke about this matter anymore. The speed of the two people also accelerated a lot.

Zhou Yu was looking at him, Ji Xuantu stood above Zhou Yu, looking at the area below, which was not too large, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

Although he has not returned to the Zhou Realm for many years, and although the familiar people in the Zhou Realm have basically fallen, although he has forgotten about the things in the Zhou Realm, he will never forget the Zhou Realm.

After all, he walked step by step from this Zhou Dynasty to the endless starry sky and into the world of Yuanwu Lord.

When he was hunted by the Yan family, he thought he would never be able to return to Zhouyu, but in a blink of an eye, he came back.

Looking at the strange and familiar area below, a hint of blush appeared in Ji Xuantu's eyes.

Fang Ling did not pay attention to the changes in Ji Xuantu. At this time, Fang Ling's heart was like a turbulent river. For him, Zhouyu was different from Ji Xuantu. This place was not only where he rose. His family was also in Zhouyu.

Zhou Yu, over the years, has no idea what he has become.

Fang Ling has been running around for life from the Three Thousand Daohui to the present. Even if he had a few days of stable days in Chengtian Dao, he would not have time to return to Zhouyu, nor do he have time to do anything.

Now that I’m back, Zhou Yu should be fine.

After all, Hua Shuying and her mother are both Nascent Soul-level existences, and a hundred years of time. For them, they are nothing.

As for the other people, Fang Ling also felt that there shouldn't be any big changes for them. After all, when he left, he left a lot of things to those close to them.

After waving his sleeves, Fang Ling's spiritual sense instantly dispersed. He wanted to directly find Hua Shuying and those whom he could not forget.

But when his spiritual sense fell on the Zhendao Sect, he couldn't help frowning. No, the Zhendao Sect didn't have the person he was looking for.

Immediately, Fang Ling's spiritual sense fell on the Wangwu Cave Heaven where the Fang family was located. However, the Wangwu Cave Heaven was already empty at this time, and the huge Wangwu Cave Heaven had suffered huge damage and had become a ruin.

How is that possible?

In an instant, Fang Ling's body fell into the place where the Fang family lived, and saw that the place that was originally like a blessed land and cave, had turned into a ruin.

Even the main peak where the elders of the Fang family lived was directly bombarded into pieces.

Under Fang Ling's spiritual consciousness, he found some remaining blood stains, but these blood stains were at least decades ago, judging by time.

Something happened in Yuanwu Lord’s world, and something happened to the Fang family!

What's wrong with his mother, Hua Shuying, Xin Xiaoyu and others now?

The golden Fang Ling instantly flew out of Fang Ling's heart. His eyes flashed, and his mind spread all over the world with the power of faith.

Zong Zhou, outside a quaint manor, was surrounded by thousands of monks, and surrounded by a group of women in the center was a woman who looked over forty.

"Hahaha, I really didn't expect that the Taoist priest, the preacher of the Taoist priest, would actually be in such a place. It seems that I, Jin Kongzi, had good luck this time and actually caught a big fish."

The person who spoke was a man in his thirties and dark-faced. His words were filled with a hint of joking.

The woman in her forties had a hint of anger in her expression. She pointed at a pink-faced girl behind Jin Kongzi and said coldly: "Jilan, have I ever been owed to you?"

The girl, known as Guillain, had a seven-point color. At this time, she was pointed at by the woman in her forties, and a hint of shame appeared on her face.

But soon, the shame disappeared from her body. She raised her eyebrows and said, "Zuoshi, the True Taoism does not owe me anything, but with the True Taoism, there is really no future."

"Look, as a true disciple of the True Taoism, I don't even have a decent magic weapon now."

"Not to mention those magical pills for cultivation. I am a monk. If I cannot break through the next level for a long time, I will only turn into gray."

"I don't want to die, really, I don't want to die at all, so I can only be sorry for you!"

"Don't blame me, people are for themselves." When Jilan said this, his expression suddenly became ferocious: "What's more, you have reached the end of your life now, why do you have to defend the true Taoism?"

"Even the ancestor Yuan Shang has died and Taoism has disappeared. What is the future of the true Taoism?"
Chapter completed!