As he said that, the scene in the light curtain made the old master stunned in place, not daring to say anything wildly. Even Xuan Fengzi, who was in the military formation not far away, also looked at the light curtain in surprise, with deep resentment in his eyes.

These two Yin Mothers were his Xuan Fengzi's maids back then!

There is no need to say much about the past, but this situation still makes Xuan Fengzi extremely resentful.

But in the end, everyone's eyes fell on the head of their hometown.

After a few glances at the light curtain, the owner of the hometown looked at Su Muzha with great reluctance.

Everyone knows that even though Su Muzhe has never taken any action from beginning to end, such actions can only be done by Su Muzhe.

"Daozi, the master of the Gods, each of them will be his own masters, and the disaster will not be as good as his family! Did my Lu family offend Daozi before? Why did you do such a thing?"

The owner of the hometown's hometown's eyes were bloodshot. The Lu family was imprisoned in the light curtain, including his wife and children, and even younger generations who were optimistic about the Lu family!

After all, this was something he had never expected. The huge Lu family was not wary of it, and no one escaped early.

Looking at the angry gaze of the hometown owner, Su Muzhe's hoarse voice contained a cold meaning.

"It's nothing else, I just heard that the Lu family has been passed down for thousands of years. When his ancestors got the Blood Heavenly Vine, your Lu family monks have the bloodline of colorful dragons and snakes?"

Su Muzhe's hoarse voice reduced the anger on the face of the hometown owner, and the old man's eyes gradually became serious.

Hearing Su Muzhe's words, it was obvious that he did not do such a thing just because he defected to Xuan Fengzi. Perhaps the hostile identity was just a reason. What Su Muzhe really coveted was the bloodline of the Lu family!

The inheritance of aristocratic families has been passed down for eternity, and now it is still prosperous, relying more or less on the extraordinary in the bloodline.

The more top aristocratic the family, the more mysterious the bloodline is.

Like the Lu family, the colorful dragon and snake bloodline is rumored to have appeared even in the Three Ancient Times. When the demon clan was entrenched in 100,000 mountains, it was a branch of the dragon clan with a very high status. It has produced several demon kings of the world and has also left legends in the long river of time.

Such terrifying bloodlines are the reason why the Lu family has never declined.

The whole thing became deserted, and the eyes of the hometown owner became cold. He was delayed for a long time before he spoke.

"Daozi, stay on the front line of work and meet again in the future, but I don't know what Lu needs to pay here. Daozi can be proud of his efforts?"

Su Muzhe smiled, "Interesting, my hometown master, I like to reason with others the most. What's the point of fighting and killing? It's not difficult for my hometown master. I took the head of Xuanfengzi and sent it to me. Not only the Lu family, I guarantee that it is unscathed. The hometown master can also enter my Xuanlong Temple to enjoy the blessing of luck for the best guest!"

The hoarse voice echoed between heaven and earth. After hearing this, the master of the hometown heard it, he felt a lot of coldness.

Not to mention that Xuan Fengzi is his distant relative, just saying that if he really killed Xuan Fengzi, the old people in Yinming Peak would be able to pursue it at that time, it would not be possible for a family to resist.

That's the anger of the old monster Nascent Soul!

Su Muzhe dared to say this, but the owner of his hometown did not dare to do such a thing.

Both of them were silent for five breaths, and Su Muzhe sighed.

"Look, you are also an unreasonable person. After asking me why it was costly, I didn't accept it. Do you think it's interesting to spend the fun of me?"

The face of the old master changed slightly, "Daozi, I'm not what I mean!"

Su Muzhe's voice became gloomy, "I think that's what you mean!"

No longer time to argue with the head of the hometown, Su Muzha turned around here, "Ziqiong, Yuqiong, bring back the bloodline of the colorful dragon and snake to me."

The cool voice has no emotion.

In the light curtain, the desire in the eyes of the two Yin Mothers was no longer restrained. It was said that both of them were not monks, but blood chariots. At this moment, they turned into a yin wind and wrapped the huge Lu family in an instant.

Only a shrill scream was left inside, but there was a blood-colored light, flashing in the mist turned into by the Yin Mother, and it flickered and dark.

"ah!!!"

The shrill screams were not heard from the light curtain, but from the mouth of the master of his hometown.

The head of the hometown knew about such methods, his wife and children, and the descendants of the Lu family, were destined to be unable to survive.

This is a sad ending, and the glorious and prosperous family came to an end.

Even the head of the old family could not have imagined that the reason why the Lu family was destroyed today was not Xuan Fengzi or the situation of the gods, but just a monk named Lu shouted at Su Muzhe in the Xuanyue Peak Hall back then.

The cause of the day before yesterday, and the fruit of today is obtained. What Su Muzhe wants is just a clear idea.

"What's wrong with my Lu family? What's wrong with my Lu family!"

Amid the roar, the half-step Nascent Soul aura belonging to the old master dissipated, and the blood-colored rainbow light was about to come to Su Muzhe, but Nixia smiled and stopped the old master.

"Old dog, have you ever asked me?"

"Luo Tian Wuqing Realm!"

The red Sumeru power enveloped the sky and also blocked the figure of the old master.

Nixia shook the banner in her hand, and her red robe was as weird as a wedding dress, and rushed into Luo Tian’s ruthless realm.

This is the Sumeru magical power that even the Dharma eyes cannot penetrate. No one knows what happened.

After a long time, the red Sumeru light dissipated from the sky, and the way of sealing the gods came from the plain, wrapped around the soul of the old master who was still roaring, and headed towards the list of sealing the gods.

In the distance, two black dots rushed towards Su Muzha, which was the light of Yin Mother's escape.

In the military formation, Xuan Fengzi's face was gloomy and he sighed inwardly, and he had to retreat.

Now that the balance of victory and defeat has tilted, Xuan Fengzi has to give in to stop this decline in luck and continue to fight hard, just one battle, maybe it will be the time when the ancient Jinan Kingdom was destroyed.

Seeing Xuan Fengzi and others leaving, Su Muzhe did not stop him.

He naturally knew in his heart that after this battle, the hearts of Xuan Fengzi's men would also disintegrate.

Some of Su Muzhe's men can cut the peak of the elixir, and he dares to use his means behind his back to destroy the dignified family!

Who dares to be enemies with Su Muzhe?

The Lu family is a lesson from the past.

At this moment, Su Muzhe's eyes no longer stopped at Xuan Fengzi. He was advancing, and they were fighting with ordinary soldiers. Soon, they occupied the first pass of the ancient Jinan Kingdom.

The two Yin Mothers also fell into the clouds at this moment, and stood in front of Su Muzhe in a pretty way.

The two women's eyes are full of charm, but their lower abdomen are bloated and terrible, even far more than ten months of pregnancy. Su Mu obscured what he saw, so he naturally knew that this explanation was the essence of vitality and blood obtained after refining a clan's monks.

Without Su Muzhe's order, even the two women did not dare to refine such a magnificent essence without authorization and improve their own cultivation. They had to show themselves in front of Su Muzhe in this posture.

Su Muzhe's expression remained unchanged, but instead called the name of a female cultivator in a deserted manner.

"Where is the purple moth?"

Among the crowd behind Su Muzhe, a pretty and stunning girl walked out, lowered her head and knelt straight at Su Muzhe's hands.

"Zi Moth pays homage to Master."

A few years ago, Su Muzhe had sent a letter to Lu Mizi, and selected four talented foundation-building disciples from Xuanlong Peak, and sent them to Su Muzhe. Now only Zi E has passed Su Muzhe's selection and became the first disciple of Daozi of Xuanlong Peak.

Su Muzhe reached out to caress Zi Moe's long and soft hair that was hanging down, ignoring the trembling body of the girl beside him.
Chapter completed!