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Chapter 111 Presumptuous!

Just as the Minister of War issued the order.

Anlehou Mansion.

Seeing that the imperial guards of the Shendu began to move, the overall situation in the city was about to be settled, and An Yueyao was in charge, Yue Wancheng came to the door of the mansion alone.

For him,

This mansion can be said to be both strange and familiar. What is strange is that he has not come back for nearly ten years, but what is familiar is that the outline of the mansion is still similar to what he remembers. In a trance, Yue Wancheng remembered again the scene of himself being kicked out of the house after his father was killed.

But who would have thought that after so many years, I would be back?

Things in the world are impermanent.

That's all.

Standing in front of Anle Hou’s Mansion, Yue Wancheng did not release his breath. He knew that the people inside could see him through the formation of the mansion:

"Open the door."

“……”

The silence of Anlehou Mansion formed a sharp contrast with the noise in the Shendu City. Seeing this scene, Yue Wancheng shook his head helplessly: "Is this what the Yue family means? You should know that I don't plan to kill, I just want to ask for justice and truth."

"But that's the case."

“Well.”

Yue Wancheng took a step forward, and then he saw a pair of dragon horns protruding out from his thick hair, and he could also see scales growing from under his skin. Not only that, but the most shocking thing was that behind him, a pair of huge dragon wings were slowly stretching to both sides.

"I won't cry until I see the coffin."

"break!"

The golden dragon's eyes seemed to be burning two divine fires. Yue Wancheng was just standing there, with the dragon scales opening and closing, and when he breathed, there were balls of steaming white mist gushing. As Yue Wancheng exhaled, the white mist exploded, like a ball of burning sun hitting the courtyard wall of Anlehou Mansion!

It was not until this time that a voice came from Anlehou’s mansion:

"Late-time, stop first!"

"The previous matters against you were all done by Yue Zihao and Lin Jianing, not our true intentions. Why don't we sit down and have a good talk first..."

Seeing this, Yue Wancheng's eyes narrowed slightly:

“Sit down and talk?”

"What did you do?"

Before he finished speaking, Yue Wancheng kept walking, and his whole body was full of dragon scales as he was like armor. As he shook, a powerful force arose. With a force under his feet, the entire Anle Hou Mansion was turbulent. The foundation collapsed, which directly led to the fall of the entire Hou Mansion. The courtyard wall and gatehouse collapsed.

Yue Wancheng is no longer the same as before.

Go further in the seal, condense the boxing intention, and achieve the achievement of a small martial saint. At this time, Yue Wancheng, even a great martial saint, had the confidence to win the battle!

"The master once told me that the concept requires strength to be practiced."

"In the past, I questioned with reason, and you used your strength to stop each other. Now I came to the door with my strength, and you used your truth to force each other, and you took all the benefits."

"How can there be such a good thing in the world?"

After saying that, Yue Wancheng immediately circulated his blood and arrived at the Martial Saint Realm, Ao Ze was able to pick out some secret techniques to teach him, but the source of these secret techniques was really outrageous. According to Ao Ze, these were obtained from a true dragon secret book called "How to educate premature babies"...

But no matter what, the power is real after all.

"Boom!"

I saw Yue Wancheng standing up with one hand and then slashing down. The fist intention was revealed in the dark. It was a golden dragon with fangs and claws. Then I saw the golden dragon with its tail as a blade, its head as a handle, scattered across the void, and followed Yue Wancheng's palm wind and smashed into the Anlehou Mansion.

In an instant,

Then, rubble splashed everywhere, sand and stones spread out, and even a few screams were faintly mixed with. The knife fell, and the gate of Anle Hou Mansion was completely kicked open by Yue Wancheng. In the ruins, you could see a white-haired old man with a look of shock and anger. Obviously, you didn't expect Yue Wancheng to take action.

"Late-year-old, don't forget that you are also from Yue's family!"

"hehe."

Yue Wancheng sneered, but he didn't care about the other party's harsh shout. The fist intention swept through Mingkong and instantly locked in the deepest part of Anlehou's mansion.

"open!"

Exhale and make a sound. Yue Wancheng directly raised his arms and fisted. After holding his five fingers, he felt like a heavy hammer of ten thousand pounds. The moment he pushed it out, a shock wave visible to the naked eye roared forward with his fist as the center. Wherever he passed, a courtyard wall collapsed, which directly cleared out a smooth road.

"We found you."

Yue Wancheng's eyes arrived along the smooth road.

At the end of the sight, the Yue family's ancestral temple is located. In that ancestral temple, you can see the contemporary Anle Hou Yue Zihao, Anle Hou's wife Lin Jianing, and Yue Ye, who had had several confrontations with Yue Wancheng before, the three of them were standing side by side, looking at him with bright eyes.

However, the three of them had different eyes.

Yue Zihao's eyes were complicated by the coexistence of guilt and anger, Yue Ye's eyes were strong jealousy and unwillingness, and Lin Jianing was simple anger.

But that has nothing to do with Yue Wancheng.

"I came here only for two things, one for the grudge between you and me, and the other for the truth about my father's murder. Don't tell me any stupid words about dying after death. What I need to know is the exact truth. Who killed my father back then, and where was my mother?"

"You want to know? Yes."

As soon as Yue Wancheng finished speaking, Lin Jianing suddenly grinned and said, "You were a premature baby back then. Your father took the initiative to sacrifice himself to the Heavenly Lord to save you. What will happen? As for your mother, I have never seen it. I am afraid that only your father will know."

As soon as Lin Jianing said this, Yue Wancheng's pupils suddenly shrank:

"What did you say?"

"Heavenly Lord?"

He left home when he was young and knew nothing about the many secrets of the Yue family. However, now he is quite knowledgeable, so he immediately reacted:

"You actually secretly set up a sacrifice for the evil god?!"

"Evil God?"

Lin Jianing just sneered when she heard this, but Yue Zihao sighed and said, "My Yue family can have the size of this today. It is up to the sacrificial king. If you have already embarked on the road of cultivation, you should know that if you want to strengthen yourself, you often have to use any means."

"So what about the evil god?"

"If nothing else, if there was no Heavenly Lord, how could my Yue family get such profound martial arts as Taiyi Zhixuan Guang? How could there be a martial saint in charge for generations?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yue Zihao turned his hand and a statue of god appeared in his palm.

However, unlike the "evil god", the statue looks very holy at first glance, and it is a Taoist image with a tied hair and crown, big sleeves, and two dragons. However, at this moment, the statue is covered with red blood flowing, causing the originally holy statue to become a little weird.

"Please show up."

"Boom!"

In an instant, the statue of the god that had poured Yue Zihao's blood shook suddenly, and then the originally dull statue suddenly came alive! All of the previous strategies were Yue Zihao and others to delay time, in order to sacrifice blood and awaken the heavenly king to seek a glimmer of hope.

"Don't you want to ask your father's life and death?"

"He sacrificed himself to the Heavenly Lord. If you want to ask, go and ask him in person!"

"Please kill this person by the Lord!"

Yue Zihao made a spell and chanted the spell, and then poured it with blood. The statue immediately echoed, and then a halo spread from the top of the statue's head, and finally condensed into nine paths, just like the Yue family's Taiyi and Xuan light. After the nine auras were combined, a ray of divine meaning suddenly appeared in it:

"Hmm? This world is..."

Only the immortal realm can be refined by the divine will. As soon as it appears, it immediately covers the entire audience and shoots directly towards Yue Wancheng like a tide.

But Yue Wancheng saw this,

But he sighed deeply: "In fact, although you and me are involved in life and death, they do not involve others. The battle can be concluded. Why do you need to use such means?"

"Fight against the backstage, how can you beat me?"

Just finished speaking.

"Boom!"

Then there was a loud noise, and then Yue Wan became the center, and all the things around him stopped. Yue Zihao, Lin Jianing, Yue Ye, the old man of the Yue family at the door, and the Yue family who were secretly watching here, were all turned into statues at this moment!

Everything in the universe turns black and white.

Being in it,

Only the statue of god barely maintained a little autonomy, but just as it was trying to break free from the constraints, a loud shout came from the direction of Fuyun Mountain, reflected by the will of gods, and it sounded directly in his heart. The sound was like a man coming, like a bright sun in the sky, shining through the ghosts and monsters, and shaking down the ghosts and monsters.
Chapter completed!
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