Red Heart Survey

Outside the bedroom, the sun is bright.

Wang Changji walked through the collapsed door and walked into the courtyard.

Walk past the body of the orange cat.

Xiaoju has a pair of brown eyes, and she is also staring at the sky motionless at this time.

Push open the courtyard door and walk out of the small courtyard.

He hadn't been out of the yard in broad daylight when there were many people for a long time. The more people there were, the more uncomfortable this world was for him. Nothing is different.

He raised his head, looked at the bright sky, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"a shame!"

A muscular old man walked up to him and asked, "Is Changxiang in your courtyard?"

Of course he remembered that this man was called Wang Lianshan, the patriarch of this generation of Wang clan, his father.

Wang Changji looked at this person, but did not speak.

"Trash! I'm asking you!" The old man felt that his majesty had been provoked, and raised his hand to slap him.

His hand just went up.

Wang Changji's hand was already on his heavenly spirit.

Wang Lianshan just stayed in place, but his hair and his flesh and blood suddenly had a fluid quality, "flowing" down from his body and forming a puddle beside him. For such a strong old man, a cultivator of the Zhoutian Realm, there was only a skeleton left in place in an instant.

Crack, crack!

The skeleton also fell apart.

Someone saw this scene from afar and shouted in horror: "The patriarch is dead! The patriarch is dead! Wang Changji killed the patriarch!"

"What?"

"how come?"

"Damn it! Where's the clan guard?"

"Please come here!"

The peace of the Wang clan was broken, and they fell into chaos and panic without a clue.

There were already people holding weapons and slowly surrounding Wang Changji.

There were also angry juniors who took the lead and rushed towards Wang Changji with a wooden stick.

The world is noisy and chaotic.

Wang Changji watched what was happening in front of him, still very calm.

He took a step, greeted the past, and went against the flow of people.

He was talking, but his voice didn't fluctuate, and he didn't care whether he could be heard——

"Let me bring justice to you."

...

In the fourteenth year of Zhuangli Yongtai, the Wang family, one of the three surnames, was exterminated in Fenglin City, Qinghe County.

...

Fenglin City is located in the southeast of Zhuang Country.

As the capital city, Xin'an is located in the central part of Zhuangguo, radiating the whole country.

Almost at the same time that the monk from Feilai Peak killed himself with a sword, in a secret room in the headquarters of the Criminal Investigation Department in Xin'an City, a burning candle went out without wind. It was a torch mixed with the soul of the host.

When the host dies, the soul fire goes out.

The cultivator on duty immediately got up, untied the formation seal with a formula, and looked at the bronze mirror corresponding to the soul fire.

The mirror fluctuated for a while, but in the end there was no response.

The cultivator did not hesitate. After trying to contact Feilai Peak from a long distance but failed, he immediately turned around and held the hammer to ring the small bell hanging in the middle of the secret room!

clang!

The bell echoed, and the message was transmitted to the sacrificial hall immediately, but the sound did not come out of this secret room.

Feilai Peak is attacked!

At this time, the sacrificial hall is carrying out a sacrificial ceremony to the Taizu of the Zhuang Kingdom.

The monarch Zhuang Gaoxian has been practicing in closed palaces in recent years, and has been ignoring things for a long time.

The person who is presiding over the sacrifice is Du Ruhui, the Prime Minister of the State, an old man over a hundred years old.

His face was pale, but his hair was black.

When he got the information, he didn't even take off his sacrificial clothes, he just took off the ceremonial crown casually, and with a step, the mountains and rivers suddenly turned, and he was already thousands of miles away!

Nothing remained in place except for the fluctuations of space changes.

This is the supernatural power so close to the end of the world!

This kind of similar scene has been seen many times, but the officials present are still excited. It's just that I dare not make a sound because of the sacrificial occasion.

This is Zhuang Guo's Dinghaishenzhen!

Since the Prime Minister Du Ruhui came to power, relying on rare supernatural powers, he has been so close to the end of the world. He has been in a sudden, southeast, north, and west direction, and he has conquered all corners of the world.

It is almost like the spiritual pillar of Zhuang Guo's military and civilians.

I can't remember how many times Du Ruhui left in the middle of the matter.

There is no other reason, but Zhuang Guo is too weak and needs him too much!

After Du Ruhui left, an official from the Ministry of Rites stepped forward to hold up the crown and continued the unfinished sacrifice.

The major affairs of the country are only worship and Rong.

The prime minister who was in charge of the sacrificial ceremony left the scene due to some incident, but the sacrificial ceremony could not stop.

...

Du Ruhui stepped forward, but did not appear inside Feilai Peak.

Because of a powerful force, the space trembled and cut off his way. So that he can only appear outside Feilai Peak!

The fight on Feilai Peak had been so clearly reflected in his eyes, but he couldn't go any further.

When Du Ruhui raised his eyelids, he saw the stone archway in the sky, which seemed imaginary but real, and recognized that it was the phantom of the ghost gate.

Only the ghost gate that penetrates the two worlds of yin and yang is enough to lock the space here and limit his distance.

This is a premeditated ambush!

Shubi Peak has been cleared, Yuheng Peak has fallen, and Feilai Peak is the most likely landing point for him. In an emergency, it may be the only place to fall.

To the northwest, black smoke rose suddenly, condensing into a giant knife-wielding ghost.

Roar! Roar!

Roaring continued.

Southeast, northeast, southwest, north, south, west, east, in every direction, a huge ghost appeared. Some with teeth and claws, some with chains on their bodies, each fierce and powerful, as if they are holding the phantom of the ghost gate in the sky together.

Let the mythical archway be like the real thing.

Gan ghosts, Kan ghosts, Gen ghosts, Zhen ghosts, Xun ghosts, Li ghosts, Kun ghosts, Dui ghosts, eight ghosts lock the dragon array!

Du Ruhui suddenly fell into the battle, but neither panic nor panic, just looked down at his feet in mid-air, frowned and asked: "Old ghost Ouyang! Could it be that Lingxiao Pavilion is also involved in this matter? Ye Lingxiao didn't hurt you, but just played a show with you play?"

Without waiting for the other party's answer, he said again: "Impossible. This kind of trick can't fool me. It's also impossible for Ye Lingxiao to break through the level in advance in order to cooperate with you. You can't give that level of benefits!"

"I haven't seen you for decades, but the little doll is still so confident!"

Wisps of black smoke seemed to emerge from the depths of the ground, forming a huge skull at Du Ruhui's feet.

The black-smoky skull opened and closed its mouth, and said with a strange smile: "You are really not easy to deceive, so the old man and Ye Lingxiao really fought, and I really suffered heavy injuries! However, before the old man set off, he sacrificed a double doll, The injuries are all on the stand-in. Otherwise, no matter how strong Ye Xiaoer is, how could he have the chance to hurt me?"

"It turned out to be a legendary treasure like a body double." Du Ruhui didn't mind being called a little baby, and the other party was indeed several rounds older than him in terms of age, so he nodded and said, "No wonder."

"You have internal support in this religion, do you think this old man doesn't know? Although the doll is precious, it can break Ye Lingxiao's retreat, delay his breakthrough, and make you relax your vigilance. It's not worth it!" Ouyang Lie couldn't stop laughing strangely, as if he was very proud: "I also call you children, you know the tricks of this old man!"

He is indeed entitled to be proud. Looking at the surrounding countries, Ye Lingxiao is a figure like a genius, while Du Ruhui has always planned far-reaching plans, and is equally famous for his wisdom and strength. They were always the only ones who made others suffer, and it seemed that Ouyang Lie was the only one who made them suffer at the same time.

Seeing that Feilai Peak was about to be overthrown, he himself was caught in a bad situation and was taken advantage of by others. The situation in the entire Sanshan City area and even in Qinghe County is in jeopardy, and it will even affect the entire Zhuang Kingdom.

Du Ruhui laughed softly.

"Since Ye Lingxiao didn't cooperate with you, why should I be afraid? Just relying on your old age and dead bones in the grave! With this phantom at the gate of ghosts, plus the formation of eight ghosts locking dragons, what can I do?"

"Hahahaha." Ouyang Lie was also laughing: "I don't need to kill you. Just look at Feilai Peak, see if you can keep it!"

Du Ruhui stopped smiling: "I don't believe you have spent so much trouble just for one Feilai Peak."

The huge black smoky skull quacked strangely: "Then guess what the old man is for?"

"I won't guess anymore." Du Ru replied indifferently, with his hands spread out and his black hair fluttering: "I'll ask you!"

The black light bursts out, and the eight ghosts come together!