Jin Kongzi glanced at the void, and without thinking, he patted his small Qiankun bag, and a piece of jade talisman exploded instantly.●⌒,

The Great Transfer Talisman is one of his most precious magic weapons. If he hadn't felt that he would lose his life this time, he would never be willing to use it.

This was a great contribution from him, and he rewarded him with me. If he used this time, he still didn't know when he would be able to earn another one.

But if you don’t have good things, you can still earn them again. If you don’t have your life, then there is nothing.

When the faint light surrounded him, a smile appeared on Jin Kongzi's face. No matter what, this time, he finally saved his life. Being able to save his life is actually better than anything else.

"Old Ancestor Jin Kongzi, take me with you. You said that I will keep my peace for the rest of my life!" Looking at Jin Kongzi who was about to leave, Jilan shouted loudly.

Jin Kongzi didn't care about Jilan's shouting at all. For him, Jilan was a tool.

A tool that you can use whenever you want, and throw away at any time if you don't want to. Maybe in the past, he would be a little moved by what he promised to Kelan, but now it is related to his life, and he has the time to pay attention to Kelan.

So he ignored Guilan!

"Qing'er, don't let him go!" Li Ying shouted loudly when she saw Jin Kongzi leaving, but when she shouted this sentence, she found that her disciple seemed to have nothing to stop Jin Kongzi.

Just as she was hesitating, a big yellow hand appeared in the void. She directly crushed the void that was about to move and grabbed Jin Kongzi in her hand.

The Great Transfer Talisman is in Jin Kongzi's eyes. No matter how strong I am, it is difficult to stop me. But now I am directly caught by someone.

The moving power brought on the Great Movement Talisman made him unable to move at all. For a moment, Jin Kongzi was so scared that he was scattered.

He immediately looked around his big yellow hand, and saw a middle-aged Taoist man wearing a yellow Taoist robe standing in front of him lightly.

Seeing this middle-aged Taoist, a familiar feeling flashed through his heart, but he could not imagine where he had seen this person.

"Your Excellency, are you really going to be an enemy of my Qingmang Zhoutian World?" Jin Kongzi shouted loudly.

At this time, Jin Kongzi was afraid that he would speak too late and was directly pinned to death by the visitor, so as soon as he opened his mouth, he directly claimed his master's life.

Just as he spoke, a disciple beside Li Ying suddenly knelt down to the yellowish figure and said, "Ji Chongxiong, the 105th generation great-grandson of the Child Ji family, pays homage to the ancestor Xuantu, the ancestor Sheng'an!"

Ji Xuan picture!

These three words changed the expressions of many people, and Jin Kongzi instantly thought of the origin of Ji Xuantu.

The founder of the Zongzhou, the first channel of the Zhou Dynasty legend, existed in the Zhou Dynasty, and for the entire Zhou Dynasty, it used to be like a god.

However, those of them from the Qingmang Zhoutian world are all very arrogant, so they can take a picture of Ji Xuan in their eyes.

At this time, he heard that this person was Ji Xuantu. He felt a lot more relieved. After all, an opponent who knew the origin was much easier to deal with than an unknown opponent.

"Senior Ji Xuantu, you'd better put me down. I'm the one who sits down and uses it. If you make me mistake, my young master will never give up!"

Speaking of this, Jin Kongzi continued to threaten: "Even if the seniors realize that they have superb cultivation, they still have to think about their younger generations. The senior's Ji family is the largest family in the Zhou Dynasty."

"We Shaojun is angry, but we can do anything."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Chongxiong, who was kneeling on the ground, said loudly: "Old ancestor, don't let this traitor go. The men of our Ji family have been killed by these people, and tens of thousands of people will die without a place to bury!"

Over the years, Ji Xuantu not only made great progress in his cultivation, but also made a lot of progress in his psychological skills. When Ji Chongxiong kowtowed to him just now, he did not feel much close to him. After all, he was a great-grandson of 10500 years.

This blood connection is really not worth mentioning.

But when he heard that his grandson had been killed more than 100,000 yuan, Ji Xuantu's face still showed anger. With a wave of his sleeves, Jin Kongzi's body turned into ashes.

Jin Kongzi's Nascent Soul shouted wildly at the moment when his body was broken: "Ji Xuantu, if you kill me today, you won't be as good as yourself."

"We Shaojun, our Qingmang Zhoutian world is not something you can afford to provoke."

His roar lasted for a moment and disappeared completely.

Li Ying and others looked at Ji Xuantu and knelt down one by one. Although they had no connection with the Ji family, the legend of Ji Xuantu was deeply imprinted in their hearts.

As a junior, especially in such dangers, you can see an elder who supports you and others, so you naturally cannot let it go at will.

Ji Xuantu looked at Li Ying and others who were kneeling down and bowing, with a slight smile on his face. He waved at Li Ying and others and said, "You don't need to be polite."

Just as he was talking, someone asked, "What exactly happened?"

The speaker had a clear voice, and a golden figure accompanied by this sound. Seeing this golden figure, Li Ying suddenly opened her eyes wide.

She couldn't believe what she saw was real, but that figure was really standing beside her.

"Disciple Li Ying, pay homage to Dao Zun!" After half a quarter of an hour, Li Ying reacted. She knelt respectfully on the ground and shouted loudly.

As Li Ying knelt on the ground, the other disciples also knelt on the ground one by one, and their eyes were also occupied by excitement.

For many years, the Zhendaodaozun they worshipped was just a statue of god sculptured by gold and white jade. Now, the real person appears in front of them, so why don’t they be excited?

Fang Ling had time to waste time on these common rituals. He waved his sleeves and said, "You all get up and talk."

Li Ying bowed to Fang Ling and said, "Dao Zun, the demon in the Qingmang Zhoutian world will probably find this place soon. Why don't we go to the new hidden place of our sect first. Wherever we go, I will report it to you slowly."

"Hahaha, what Zhendao Dao Zun, he is here, just one more person seeking death. Shaojun has endless magic power. Shaojun may have known what is happening here, Shaojun will not let you go."
Chapter completed!