In the Huoluan Family Square, tens of thousands of Huoluan Family disciples were wearing white mourning clothes. In the center of the square, where Song Jian and Xia Yan were fighting, Song Jian, Zhizhi and He Qiming were imprisoned.

"A Xia Yan, as for the disciples of the entire Huoluan family to wear mourning?" Zhizhi looked at the crowd of people in confusion, and each of them was wearing mourning clothes.

"Abnormal!" Zhizhi murmured.

When He Qiming saw this scene, he immediately understood their situation. He said, "I really didn't expect that the Fire Luan Ancestor would actually spoil Xia Yan to such an extent. It seems that the three of us are all doomed."

Song Jian looked at the crowd around him and sneered: "I didn't expect that I would even kill a person like such an important member of the Huoluan family."

At this moment, lightning suddenly flashed in the air, black clouds pressed down on the top, and the square became extremely dark.

Suddenly, a red dot appeared in the black clouds. The red dot expanded instantly, and then a fiery red figure appeared.

The next moment, a man in a fiery red robe appeared above the square. As soon as the man appeared, everyone felt unprecedented pressure, as if the sky had fallen.

"All the disciples of the Huoluan family obey the orders. Song Jian killed Huo'er. I want him to tear him into pieces. My soul will be tormented forever by my heavenly fire." The Fire Red Old Man is the ancestor of the Huoluan family.

Song Jian looked at the arrogant ancestor Huoluan in the air, and felt unprecedented pressure in his heart. He even felt that if the ancestor Huoluan was willing, he would be afraid that he could easily kill himself with just one look.

"Is this the God Emperor? I didn't expect that I could see a God Emperor before I died. It seems that God is not too fond of me." Zhizhi murmured.

When He Qiming saw the ancestor Huoluan, he grinned and said, "Ancestor Huoluan, you are the God Emperor, and you actually have to face our gods in person. It's ridiculous."

When the ancestor Huoluan heard this, he looked at He Qiming with his eyes, which made He Qiming feel that his soul was roasted by fire. He lowered his head in discomfort and did not dare to look at the ancestor Huoluan.

"Hmph! The little god dares to despise the majesty of the God Emperor?" The ancestor Huoluan was not in a hurry to kill He Qiming. Because he wanted his own tribe members to cut Song Jian and the other two alive bit by bit, and then torture their souls with the heavenly fire forever.

"Huo'er, go with peace of mind! Now I will let the people who killed you and let them comfort you in the sky at a heavy price." The ancestor Huoluan really spoiled Xia Yan to the point where he could no longer be more indifferent.

"The disciples of the Huoluan family obey the orders. Now, starting from the front, each of them scraped a piece of flesh and blood from the three of them. The three of them have been completely imprisoned by me. The cultivation strength of the flesh and blood cannot be restored if they fall." The Huoluan ancestor was indeed a person with extremely cruel means.

In the square, Song Jian smiled faintly when he heard this and said, "Xia You, I'm here with you."

Zhizhi also closed his eyes and said to himself: "Xin'er, I will come to you in the next life."

He Qiming said inwardly: "Master, I'm sorry for you, I'm not able to protect my junior brother."

In a blink of an eye, a disciple of the Huoluan family came up, holding a long sword in his hand, and each of them had a cold expression. The meaning of the Huoluan ancestor was that no one in the Huoluan family could violate it.

"Let's wait!"

At this moment, an old voice suddenly fell from the sky.

Soon, a white-bearded old man in white clothes appeared opposite the ancestor Huoluan.

The ancestor Huoluan was shocked. This was his own world, and he was as if he could enter his own world without his knowledge.

"Are you?" The ancestor Huo Luan did not dare to be careless. After all, the person in front of him could come to his own world quietly. Moreover, the ancestor Huo Luan also realized that the white-bearded old man was not any of the god emperors he knew.

The white-bearded old man smiled and said, "The Fire Luan Divine Emperor, the old Tang Zhuxing."

"Tang Zhuxing?" The ancestor Huo Luan changed his face and said respectfully: "It turns out that it is Mr. Tang who is here. Huo Luan is missing and welcomes him. I hope Mr. Tang will forgive me."

The white-bearded old man Tang Zhuxing smiled and said, "You don't have to be polite. I haven't been walking outside for many years. It's rare that I still remember Huo Luan."

"I dare not, I dare not!" The ancestor Huoluan naturally knew the origin of this Tang Zhuxing. Although this Tang Zhuxing was not the God Emperor, even his name was respected by three points.

Tang Zhuxing no longer beat around the bush and said directly: "Huoluan Divine Emperor, I am here today, not for anything else, but for the three people you want to deal with."

"They?" The face of the Huoluan Divine Emperor changed. Song Jian and the others killed their beloved Huo'er. So, even though Song Jian and the other three had a bad identity, he still insisted on killing them to avenge Huo'er.

"Old Tang..." Although the Huoluan Divine Emperor was afraid of Tang Zhuxing, he asked him to let Song Jian and the other two go with just one word, and he was not that easy to talk to.

Tang Zhuxing interrupted the ancestor Huoluan and said, "Of course my Tang family is not the kind of unreasonable person. If you let them go, I will make you get what you want and resurrect the Huoer you feel most distressed."

"What?" The ancestor Huoluan didn't even notice how Tang Zhuxing knew that Xia Yan was killed. He looked at Tang Zhuxing in shock and said excitedly: "Old Tang, are you saying that you can resurrect my Huoer?"

Tang Zhuxing nodded and smiled, "That's right. How about it, are you willing to do this transaction?"

The ancestor Huoluan nodded and said, "I'm willing, I'm willing!" At the same time, he became even more afraid of Old Tang in front of him. None of them can resurrect the dead.

Everyone in the square looked at the ancestor Huoluan and Tang Zhuxing in the sky. When they heard their conversation, the ones who were most surprised were Song Jian and others.

"Tang Zhuxing? Tang Family?" Song Jian frowned, not understanding why the people from the Tang Family wanted to save him for no reason.

"Old Tang, he is the legendary Old Tang!" He Qiming looked at Tang Zhuxing with a white beard in the sky with excitement.

"Boss, do you think this old man is related to Xin'er and the others?" Zhizhi asked Song Jian.

Song Jian himself was not sure, but judging from the superior knowledge of Tang Lixian and his brothers, he could really be the most mysterious disciple of the Tang family.

At this moment, the light flashed in the hands of the Fire Luan Ancestor, and the light acted on Song Jian and the other two. Suddenly, the imprisonment on Song Jian and the others disappeared and they regained their freedom again.

"Please, Mr. Tang!" The ancestor Huoluan said respectfully.

Tang Zhuxing smiled slightly, walked in the air, and came to the square in the blink of an eye.

"Brother Song Jian, are you okay?" Tang Zhuxing came directly to Song Jian, like a close elder, looking up and down at Song Jian.

Song Jian was stunned. Unexpectedly, Tang Zhuxing, who was in awe of even the ancestor Huoluan, would talk to him. Not only that, but also very kind, just like his closest relatives.

"Thank you, Mr. Tang, for helping me, I'm fine." Song Jian said in fear, feeling flattered.

He Qiming also looked at the old man Tang, and when he saw that Mr. Tang and Song Jian took the initiative to speak, he was also happy. He said to himself: "It seems that the reason why Mr. Tang rescued us was because he went to the junior brother. I really don't know that the junior brother actually has something to do with Mr. Tang of the Tang family."

When Zhizhi saw Tang Zhuxing, he immediately smiled and said, "Senior, can I ask you something?"

Tang Zhuxing looked at Zhizhi, nodded with a smile and said, "Young man, do you have anything to ask me?"

"Senior, I want to ask if Tang Yuxin is your disciple of the Tang family? Did Tang Yuxin ask you to come to save us in old age?" Zhizhi asked without hesitation, not afraid of his words being abrupt.

Tang Zhuxing nodded and smiled, "Haha...Young man, you are the one Xin'er is talking about! That's right, Xin'er is my precious granddaughter. I only realized about your affairs when they told me that you two are destined people."

"It's really a Tang family!" Song Jian was also shocked. In the records given by He Qiming, the Tang family was a mysterious family that even Zhengyun Palace and Muyun families were afraid of and awe.

Song Jian immediately stepped forward and said with a sincere look on his face: "Senior, I heard that you are going to resurrect Xia Yan. Can you resurrect my lover Xia You?"

In Song Jian's opinion, since Mr. Tang has the ability to resurrect Xia Yan, he must have the ability to resurrect Xia You.

Tang Zhuxing smiled and said, "Brother Song Jian, don't worry about this. Resurrection of Xia You is just a small task."

Song Jian was overjoyed and hurriedly thanked Tang Zhuxing for his great kindness.

He Qiming also wanted to go forward and say something to the legendary Old Tang, but he could see that in Old Tang's eyes, there seemed to be only Song Jian and Zhizhi. As for himself, Old Tang never looked at him from beginning to end.

"Old Tang, I wonder when you will start resurrecting my Huoer?" The ancestor Huoluan also came to the center of the square and looked at Tang Zhuxing with anticipation.

Tang Zhuxing smiled and said, "I'm starting now. However, you need to let all your Huoluan family disciples retreat."

Upon hearing this, the ancestor Huoluan looked at the tens of thousands of family disciples. He immediately understood something and said, "You all go down, don't step into the square without permission."

"Yes!" All the disciples of the Huoluan family responded in unison. Although they wanted to see how Tang Zhuxing resurrected Xia Yan and Xia You, the ancestors all spoke, and of course they would not stop, and then they all retreated quickly.

Soon, there were only Song Jian and the other three left on the field, as well as Old Tang and Old Ancestor Huoluan.

At this time, a netbook emitting golden light appeared in Old Tang's hand and he knew it was not an ordinary thing at first glance. Old Tang was muttering something, and suddenly the light of the golden book rose sharply, covering the entire square under a golden light.

Song Jian and others stared at everything around them intently, and suddenly surprised Song Jian and others to find that time was actually reversing, and everything that happened before was quickly revealed like a rewind.

"Returning time?" Song Jian and Zhizhi looked at everything in front of them in surprise.

Only He Qiming and the Huoluan Divine Emperor did not have any surprise expressions, and they could all go back to time.
Chapter completed!