The bubbles rising in the water brought out seven figures. These were monks from the Northern Quarter Region, and all had a fusion realm.￠￡￡

The leader was an old woman with white hair with wrinkles on her face, but her nose was very large, almost half of her face. She didn't look like a human, but she looked like a fierce ghost. The old woman was holding a white doll in her arms. The doll didn't say a word, like a puppet, and her big eyes looked extremely empty.

The strange laughter like a night crow was revealed by this old woman. As soon as she appeared, almost all the monks belonging to the Northern Quartet lowered their heads and dodged their eyes. Even if they had the cultivation level of transforming gods, they did not dare to look at the old woman, as if the other party could eat people.

The old woman sat steadily on the high ground of the northern part of the stands, glanced at the direction of the Nether Soul Sect, and said hoarsely: "Sect Master Pang, you're a little late."

Pang Wei was also a little surprised when he saw the old woman appear. He did not expect that this evil star, who is very famous in the northern region, would appear. His eyes were slightly cold and he said, "Your Wang Po was not here too early."

Wang Po from the Northern Earth is called Dead Po in most cases. Legend has it that in the Northern Earth, no living person has ever seen the true appearance of this old woman. Moreover, even Pang Wei dared not be careless in his later stages of the fusion.

The old woman named Wang Po beat her knees with a pair of old hands like dead branches and said, "Hey, aren't this people old? The legs and feet are not good, unlike you young people..."

The old woman Yin Ao's eyes flashed over the thin man beside Pang Wei, and then looked at the leader in the Duobao Domain stands.

Among the fusion of Duobao Domain, there were two strong men who were very conspicuous. The two looked exactly the same. The brothers of their compatriots were all big and round, with beards with beards and beards in the middle stage of fusion.

"Brother Zheng, the cold spirit leaves you sold to the old man last time are not very good. Don't sell them so expensive next time. The old man is too old and a little confused. I'm afraid that you will be cheated."

Zheng Hu and Zheng Bao, the names of the Zheng brothers.

The most famous pair of brothers is not the realm, but the sale of a large number of rare treasures. Although these two people had imprisoned their aura before, they did not change their appearance. Even the Dan King Tengfei recognized it early.

After Wang Po showed up, she was like an old man and said a lot. After saying hello to some acquaintances, her eyes turned to Shitai and stared at Ji Honglian, who looked like a girl. The strange laughter like a night crow sounded again.

"The method of reincarnation seems that you are the descendant of the Ji family." The old woman's eyes were cold and she said, "The Ji family was originally an ancient cultivation family in my northern region. When did you move to Qingkong? Do you ignore the ancestral tomb of the Ji family?"

The ancient cultivation family refers to the cultivation family that has continued from ancient times. This kind of cultivation family is not comparable to the Mu family and the Lei family of the Five Mountains. Anyone who is called the ancient cultivation family is powerful and has a profound foundation.

Ji Honglian's home is indeed in the northern part of the world, but his family is already dead. The head of the Ji family never mentioned the identity of his enemy before sending Ji Honglian into the Shura Dao.

Perhaps Ji Honglian's elders didn't want Ji Honglian to take revenge at all.

The only thing that can make people unable to even have the desire to revenge is an unimaginable enemy. The strongest person in the northern region is the peak of the human world called Hanshui Narcissus Lord.

The grudge against extermination is always a thorn in Ji Honglian's heart. Unfortunately, with her cultivation of transforming into a god, she is still too far from taking revenge, and she doesn't even have the qualifications to find the enemy, because there were at least two powerful people in the Ji family that were exterminated back then.

Such a huge force was slaughtered all over the family overnight. Ji Honglian could guess that his enemy must be related to Han Shui Narcissus Lord, but he could not be truly sure. Now he met a strong man from the North Summer Region, especially when the other party mentioned the Ji family, the little girl was full of anger at this time, and the chains on her wrist made a creaking and crisp sound. The vague blood shadow standing behind Ji Honglian suddenly became clear.

"Honglian's home is in the Qinghuan."

Feeling the strangeness of the junior sister, Wu Cheng suddenly shouted.

He didn't recognize Wang Po. Since the other party arrived at Star Island at this time, the plan must be this top-quality spiritual vein and the Immortal Palace. Anyway, they are enemies, so there is no need to give a good face.

"Oh? The Ji family is in the Qingkong area, no wonder, no wonder." Wang Po laughed sinisterly and said, "No wonder the ancestral tomb of the Ji family in the northern region is regarded as a nest by wild beasts, and no one cares about it."

Bang!

A gap appeared on the big chair made of bluestone at Ji Honglian's hand, and the blood shadow behind her began to shake uneasily, and a low roar came from behind the girl.

The ancestral tomb was repeatedly mentioned. It would be fine if it was a normal family, but the Ji family had been exterminated. Wang Po's ridicule made Ji Honglian almost crazy. She suppressed her anger and stared at the old woman in the distance coldly. For a moment, it seemed that even the air around her had solidified.

"A lonely child is so pitiful that he can't even be buried in the ancestral grave even if he dies. Hey, he's a sin."

Wang Po's words were obviously aimed at the Lord of Star Island. Many cultivators could not stand this practice of relying on their seniority, but most of the combinations present or the powerful god-transforming people could see that the deceased Po from the Northern Summer Region was actually deliberately provoking a dispute.

For the attack later!

It is not surprising if the monks of the five realms are Nascent Souls or even transformed into gods. However, with so many fusions coming, their real purpose must be no more than that Dao Fruit, and a Dao Fruit can't pass on the existence of the fusion realm.

Ji Honglian actually knew it well, but she had no choice but to do anything about it.

After all, she was just a god-transforming cultivator. She could kill the Nascent Soul in front of everyone. As long as she said something more, the other party might immediately kill her.

It takes no hesitation to transform the gods and kill the Nascent Soul, so it becomes natural to combine and kill the gods and transform them.

"Who said that people cannot bury them into their ancestral graves?"

At the moment when the northern corner and the Star Island were tense, a sea of ​​fire suddenly burned on the sea surface. The sea of ​​fire spread to the distance like a fire dragon, forming a road of flame. On the road of fire, a bald dwarf swayed his short body and jumped up step by step, saying as he walked.

"After Ji's widow die, I'll take her back the bones. Haha, who told her to be a kid, haha!"

The talking dwarf seemed humble, but the short body appeared with an aura that no one dared to underestimate. It was another late stage of fusion!

"The Huo Bazi from Nanyu Domain, the late stage of fusion..."

On the stone platform, Dan Wang Tengfei's face turned a little blue. Perhaps to remind Ji Honglian, he whispered the identity of the person. Once these famous fusion powerhouses gathered together for many years, Dan Wang Tengfei's identity became small. After all, he was the only one in the entire Dan Wang Palace who had the ability to combine.

Wang Po looked at the dwarf who was walking on the fire road, curled her lips and said, "It's all children, do you want to be kind? Don't worry, if she dies, you can guarantee that you can't even see the bones. What kind of ancestral grave can you bury if you don't even have a family."

Hurry!

The sudden crisp sound of the iron lock spread all around. The dwarf who came from the fire had just sat in the stands in the southern island. Ji Honglian's small body had suddenly stood up. She actually stood directly on the stone chair, her eyes were like lightning, staring at Wang Po in a crisp voice, and shouted: "If you want to participate in my Qingkong, just shut your dog's mouth!"

"Haha!" The dwarf named Huo Wazi burst into laughter and laughed at Wang Po, "Old woman, I'm calling you a dog, haha!"

The scolded Wang Po's face turned cold, and she seemed to be angry, but there was a hint of pride in her old eyes. The old hand like a dead branch was rubbing, and there was a faint thunder surging lightning while the friction was rubbing.
Chapter completed!