With the gathering of hundreds of masters above the Qi Realm in Luzhou overnight, it is very powerful.

Unfortunately, Wan Jishan and other three great gods were captured by one death. Even though the remaining people were not weak and there were a large number, how could they be the opponents of Tan Weiran and his group?

Not to mention that Xu Ruosu can still take action, and his subordinates, even if there is only one Mingkong and the other Tan Weiran, it is not difficult to sweep the elite forces of these ten thousand families.

When Mingkong uses a move of "Spring Silkworms" and killing dozens of people easily fall into the eyes of thousands of families, he will know that he is at the end of his journey.

It does not mean that Kong can be as good as the average strong man in the Breaking Void, even the average strong man in the Divine Zhao is enough to dominate the current situation. The three great gods who had vowed to besiege Xu Ruosu, but none of them came back. How could the remaining Wan family compete with Mingkong and talks?

The scene where Wan Hanxue was killed by Tan Weiran's "Nine Tribulations Thunder" was not noticed by anyone in the outer mountains.

First, there were Wan Yushan, then Wan Hanxue. After the scattered losses, there were only a few Lingyou strong men left in the Wan family, and it was not necessarily enough to deal with Tan Weiran who was full of murderous intent, let alone Mingkong.

"kill!"

Killing sound burst out from Mingkong's mouth, and the light bursting from the tip of the sword intertwines arcs, killing the strong men of the Wan family one by one.

Being a monk who is used to being a casual cultivator often doesn't want to listen to others' orders, let alone work hard for others. But this time, Mingkong did not resist at all, and he knew very well from beginning to end.

On the surface, it is for the new leader Tan Weiran. Strictly speaking, it is for the new sect.

The new sect’s rebirth of nirvana must not be alone, but more or less must win over some arms and help. There is a complementary effect between sects and countries, and there is a natural and best foundation for alliances.

The alliance between the new sect and the Dongwu Hou couple was inevitable. From the moment when the hidden vein was launched, from the moment Tan Weiran became the first person of the younger generation of the sect, it was inevitable.

Undoubtedly, Tan Weiran is the only best bond.

With strong men such as Xu Cun Zhenming Kong, Yin Zhi has a stronger alliance choice. To be honest, he can choose a king and lord with a stronger cultivation and ten times greater power than Dongwu Hou. However, those without exception are stronger, not better.

If Tan Weiran is the link, Dongwu Hou is the best target of alliance.

The stronger the Dongwu Hou, the greater the power, the more beneficial it will be to the new sect.

Mingkong understood this very well. He would not tolerate other forces acting recklessly. He was the one who killed the most and most ruthlessly. In terms of the efficiency of killing, Tan Weiran was not as good as Shenzhao Realm. Seeing Mingkong's cruel and ruthless appearance, he couldn't help but be amazed. He was planning to kill him and relieve his annoyance with one kill.

Wailing, screaming, crying, begging for mercy... All kinds of sounds were mixed and floating in the canyon of Sandou Corridor, bringing waves of echoes, which looked particularly wonderful.

A sword light cut a powerful man in the middle, and his blood sausage flowed across the stone, and the sword energy swept over the stone. The sky suddenly filled with stones.

Another person died before his eyes, and the remaining few people who fled wildly could not withstand the terrifying pressure that was pressed on their hearts at this moment. Finally, they showed their weakness, filled with hysterical wails, and trembled towards Tan Weiran, who had turned into a ray of blue smoke and chased after him:

"Don't kill me, I surrender, we all surrender!"

It fell again? Tan Weiran frowned and gently swung the sword. The blood on the sword condensed into blood beads and sprinkled out.

Succession and mercy sounded everywhere!

Xu Ruosu and Mingkong were in charge, and Tan Weiran, who was very powerful in fighting alone. These people were eager to die and could not escape. They could not fight, but they could not beat them. They had no choice but to beg for mercy.

Ni Zhou and others gathered again, escorted a large number of people in the canyon, looking at each other with joy of surviving the disaster, all of whom were suspected of being in a dream.

The generals were still surrounded by people from the Wan family and even Zhang Guang and others defected. In a blink of an eye, all internal and external troubles were resolved, and the situation was quietly reversed, as if they were living in a dream.

Xu Ruosu arranged the finishing work in an orderly manner. Tan Weiran and Mingkong talked for a few words. Mingkong smiled and pointed: "You boy, you are a little bit talented."

"Those who are capable should work harder. Hehe." Tan Weiran laughed. Don't see that Mingkong is cool. In fact, if you are familiar with him, you will know that Mingkong is a casual person and has no airs in front of his own people.

Mingkong laughed and leaped into the sky, bombarding a crack in the inner wall of the space, drilling into the crack and disappearing.

Xu Ruosu watched him leave, and looked calm and asked: "Son, why... he left?" Her title of Mingkong made her feel embarrassed.

"Mom, it's not a problem. He is the ancestor of Mingkong. You just call him by yourself, and there is no need to be based on seniority." Tan Weiran knew his mother's dilemma, so he calmed down and introduced a few words.

After hearing his son's rough description, Xu Ruosu couldn't help but gasp: "Son, to be honest, what sect did you join? How could there be so many strong people?"

Last time Xu Cunzhen brought news with Lu'er, she was shocked by her. Tan Zhui grew up in the deserted world of Beihai, and had made friends with Xu Daoning for many years. How could he not know the situation of Xingtian Sect? At that time, I almost thought that everyone was talking about the same Xingtian Sect.

A rural local sect in the remote and remote countryside of the Beihai Desert Realm can actually have powerful people who defeat the void. Even if they say it, no one will believe it. Even if they believe it, they think it was a miracle that happened by chance.

But Xingtian Sect repeatedly slapped the face and corrected its three views again and again.

Very few people know that there is one besides this!

Zong Changkong!

If you really want to explain in detail, Xingtian Sect is located in the North Sea Wilderness Realm, and it is obviously extraordinary to cultivate powerful people such as the Sect Changkong for thousands of years.

I didn't know it and didn't think about it, but I really couldn't think of it.

Xu Ruosu had to arrange a sweep, and Mingkong went to Luzhou City to take charge first. Tan Weiran, who seemed to be idle, turned his attention to the two captured Shenzhao strong men and said, "Mom, do you want to ask these two people? What do you need to ask?"

The two great gods were unconscious and the other was half unconscious and half awake. At first glance, it seemed to be gentle and harmless, and Tan Weiran dared not take it lightly. The gods were the gods. Even if they were captured, it was still dangerous.

While explaining a few words to Ni Zhou and others, Xu Ruosu made a false killing gesture to Tan Weiran: "I won't ask anymore, son, I'll leave it to you."

Between questions and answers, a word "mother" and a word "son", an inadvertent shout fell into everyone's ears. Regardless of whether they had listened carefully before, they were all shocked and turned their heads to stare and listen.

It turns out that all the rumors in the past were rumors, which led everyone's thinking to the wrong way.

The Dongwu Hou couple actually have children!

With a little quicker thoughts, you can understand what this means, what heavyweight news this will be and how drastic changes it will bring.

Seeing everyone's expressions, Tan Weiran didn't take them seriously. He looked at the unconscious prisoner of Shenzhao. He concentrated his mind and stabbed his head with a sword. When his breath suddenly came out, he grabbed it and rubbed it into nothingness. His eyes were so pure that it was free of impurities and turned to another...

The half-unconscious Liu Yue was completely awakened in an instant. He noticed the pure murderous intent of his eyes. He immediately knew something was wrong while sweating heavily. It was a quick decision: "I am willing to serve you!"

The loyalty of a god-zhao realm is rare, but Tan Weiran stares at it with only one glance. He never showed any emotion.

Liu Yue's sweat was raining, and he changed his words: "I am willing to die for the Marquis of Dongwu!"

Playing for parents? Tan Weiran stared at Liu Yue and suddenly sighed. The sword was as cold as lightning and stabbed Liu Yue's eyebrows in extreme disbelief: "I don't believe you!"

Liu Yue's eyes went from fear to despair to sorrow and anger. Her loyalty to the powerful was actually abandoned by a true monk. Even if she died, she was not convinced.

The moment the sword tip pierced half an inch into the middle of her eyebrows, the sword was pinched by two fingers!

Tan Weiran was stunned: "Mom! What are you doing?"

Xu Ruosu came quietly, staring into her son's eyes and said softly: "Son, I am willing to give her some trust."

Liu Yue was not stupid. He quickly seized the opportunity and knelt down on one knee to express his loyalty: "Liu Yue is willing to serve the Marquis and his wife!"

He looked up slightly and thought to himself that everyone said that Xu Ruosu was determined and slandered. Tan Weiran and Xu Ruosu were simply carved from the same mold. As expected, one is a mother and the other is a son.

My mother. Tan Weiran slapped his forehead, and the sword in his palm flipped and disappeared. His cold-electric eyes swept across Liu Yue as sharp as the sword's edge, and Youran turned around and walked away.

"Son, Xiaoran!" Xu Ruosu thought his son was angry and hurriedly chased him to coax his son: "Mom is not intending to lose your face, but your father is just using people. Liu Yue has family and has already taken root in the local area. She can believe it..."

"Mom, I'm really okay. You're thinking too much." Tan Weiran had no choice but to explain. He looked so stingy?

No one must believe the harmonious scene at this time. Tan Weiran has seen his parents five times in his past and present life, and has always had huge and complex emotions about it. Maybe it was anger, maybe it was sad, maybe it was others.

If we meet again at a different opportunity, even if Tan Weiran is open-minded now, he will definitely feel awkward and strange.

However, when we meet again in times of crisis, we meet in battle and rescue. The nature of mother and son explodes, which makes Tan Weiran jump through the awkward and unfamiliar stage in one fell swoop and face his mother calmly and harmoniously.

In fact, the memories that my parents left for themselves are really quite a lot. Tan Weiran recalled the past in a daze, but it was just that the memories were not real enough when he heard about it.

Tan Weiran took a man and jumped up the cliff. He looked around and saw Xu Ruosu, who always turned his head frequently and looked for his son. He smiled slightly: "Do you know, it's really a bit subtle and different to have a feeling of parents."

"I don't know how to describe or present it. But..."

He suddenly lived here with a strong tone. Tan Weiran's beautiful eyebrows slightly raised his eyebrows, and his happy and beautiful eyes curled up: "But, I know I don't want to lose them, I know how to defend all this!"

Tan Weiran's smile is calm and happy, and uses the power of repetition to present his will: "I will defend all this. Some people, some things, and even some dreams will make you willingly become an evil demon!"

Xiang Qiu's juicy appearance has become pale and gradually become green. Tan Weiran gently put his mouth up, and was as deep as a lion: "Tell me, who instructs you!"

Looking at Tan Weiran's serious expression and listening to Tan Weiran's serious tone, the great determination in the dullness. Only then did Xiang Qiu realize that the deepest fear was not from the roar, but the great determination in the dullness at this moment.
Chapter completed!