Zhou Xuanji's voice echoed in the royal world.

Zong Ji's face looked very ugly, and he did not refute Zhou Xuanji.

In the Dongwu Nian Royal Family, he is the absolute overlord of the One-Say Nine Dings.

Want to shake his prestige with just a few words?

impossible!

Zong Ji ignored Zhou Xuanji and now he only had one idea, which was to get rid of the blood dragon ghost as soon as possible and then kill other enemies!

His eyes were flashing with a charming purple light, and his long hair danced around, raising a surging flame.

His whole body turned into a bloody flame.

The Blood Dragon Ghost smiled contemptuously, turned into countless afterimages, and besieged Zongji again.

boom--

Zong Ji's blood fire suddenly exploded and turned into a sea of ​​fire, sweeping across all directions.

The afterimages of the Blood Dragon Ghost were dispersed one after another, just like candlelight blown out by the wind.

Zong Ji instantly came behind the Blood Dragon Ghost, and the blood flames on his body turned into long snakes entangled the Blood Dragon Ghost.

The blood dragon ghost struggled hard, but could not break free.

"Die!"

Purple light burst out from Zong Ji's eyes, covering the blood dragon ghost, and a white light pillar descended from the sky, flooding the blood dragon ghost.

With a deafening sound, the breath of the Blood Dragon Ghost disappeared.

Zhou Xuanji is still watching the show.

Wuyan asked curiously: "Are you not in a hurry?"

He could no longer feel the breath of the Blood Dragon Ghost, and he was sure that the guy was dead.

"He can't die." Zhou Xuanji smiled.

The old prisoner stared at the blood and energy in front of Zong Ji, thinking.

At the same time, the battle momentum of Shennianxing reached its peak, and the momentum of hundreds of powerful people gathered together, causing the whole world to tremble and face the danger of collapse.

Zong Ji turned around and rushed towards Zhou Xuanji.

Bang!

His right palm was caught by the old prisoner, and his palm was less than ten centimeters away from Zhou Xuanji's chest.

His face changed and he glanced at the old prisoner.

"It's you, what do you mean?"

Zong Ji asked in a deep voice. He had seen an old prisoner, but he was not familiar with it.

In his memory, he only saw the old prisoner several times.

"Let them go, otherwise the royal family will be destroyed in your hands." The old prisoner said coldly.

Zong Ji frowned and felt humiliation.

He immediately burst out his divine power and prepared to resist.

However, as soon as his divine power came out, it was shaken by invisible power.

"How is it possible..."

Zong Ji widened his eyes. He did find it strange when he saw the old prisoner before, but he did not feel the danger in the old prisoner, so he didn't care.

Now……

The old prisoner gave him a creepy feeling.

Zhou Xuanji smiled and said, "Zong Ji, listen to his advice. He is your senior. If you give up attacking Bei Wujin, I will not cause trouble for you. If you insist on getting involved, I will make you have peace."

He spoke very lightly, but he was murderous.

Zong Ji felt humiliation. He suppressed his anger and stared at the old prisoner and asked, "Who are you? Why have you been in the royal prison before?"

The old prisoner replied: "I am your ancestor. The royal family has existed for so many years, and how many outstanding figures have emerged. When did they stand at the top? Our royal family does not have that fate. Everything we have now is given by the First Lord."

His words fell into Zongji's ears, so harsh.

Zong Ji's anger was already filling his chest.

He regards the honor of the royal family as pride, how could he allow others to trample on this way?

Besides, this person claimed to be his ancestor, and he was slapped him in the face and looked pity for him.

Zong Ji gritted his teeth and tried hard to resist.

However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not break free from the power of the old prisoner.

At this time, the blood dragon ghost appeared next to Zhou Xuanji out of thin air.

He stared at the old prisoner, his eyes narrowed, his eyes full of hostility.

He could not see through the old prisoner's cultivation, so he instinctively resisted.

"Go and save her."

Zhou Xuanji ordered that the Blood Dragon Ghost hesitated for a moment and immediately went to support Shen Nixing.

Zong Ji was trembling in his heart.

Why didn't that guy die?

impossible!

Just now……

Zong Ji felt the sky was dim and the earth was dark in an instant, so he could only watch the blood dragon ghost slaughter his tribe members.

He glared at the old prisoner, his eyes full of blood, and asked, "Since you are my ancestor, why should you let the enemy slaughter the descendants?"

The old prisoner replied calmly: "I'm not letting go, I'm giving you a way out. You don't know what era it is now, and what kind of enemies you will encounter in the future."

"Boy, as the patriarch, you have never experienced strong storms and the situation is too low."

puff--

Zong Ji was so angry that he vomited blood, and the blood couldn't stop the corners of his mouth.

Zhou Xuanji felt a little sorry for him.

Too miserable.

"Ask you again, do you want to get a truce?" Zhou Xuanji asked staring at Zong Ji with a serious look.

He actually wanted to kill Zongji very much.

But after thinking about it, if Zong Ji is willing to compromise, it will be more helpful to him.

Once he destroys the royal family and kills Zongji, he will definitely become the target of public criticism.

Supreme Heaven probably doesn't dare to cooperate with him anymore.

Zong Ji listened to the screams coming from afar, and his face was extremely hard to see.

He was caught in a battle between heaven and man.

On the one hand, it is dignity, and on the other hand, it is the life and death of the tribe members.

"Damn it, why haven't those old things come out yet?"

Zong Ji roared in his heart. He suddenly thought of a possibility and felt sad.

Could this old man really be his ancestor?

That's why other ancestors didn't come forward?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt it was possible.

Sorrow arises from the heart.

final.

He gritted his teeth and said, "I admit defeat! I will no longer attack Dong Wujin!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Xuanji nodded calmly.

He immediately sent a message to the Blood Dragon Ghost and the Gods and Stars.

The Blood Dragon Ghost instantly returned to him.

Shen Nixing was a little hesitant.

But she had already vented her hatred and was happy.

After thinking about it, she decided to obey Zhou Xuanji's instructions.

When she returned to Zhou Xuanji's side, Zhou Xuanji gave the old prisoner a look.
To be continued...