Six Hundred and Twenty-Two. I Enter the Extraordinary and See the Beginning of the Yuan Dynasty

Wei Yunsheng's voice made Wei Lang shudder: "The few people surnamed Yan may not be members of the You'an Sect, but they are just raccoon dogs who came to the You'an Sect. They are rebels. General Yang will be happy to accept them."

Wei Lang trembled his lips: "Second Uncle, they saved my life before, and they came to Laofeng City because they believed in us..."

Wei Yunsheng sneered and said, "I'm also saving your life now, saving the lives of all of us."

"Since the boy surnamed Yan is so willing to help others, he would not hesitate to help us one more time. With the lives of a few of them, he can save thousands of people in my Wei family from far and near. He has made great contributions, and he should be willing to do so."

Wei Lang opened his mouth wide, and turned to look at his father in panic.

Wei Yunchang frowned, and just about to speak, the old uncle Wei said coldly: "What happened today is also the result of Yunchang and your father and son's reckless actions."

While talking, a few figures appeared, Wei Yunchang glanced at them, his heart sank, he saw that these people were all clan elders, who usually didn't care about anything but devoted themselves to cultivation.

These old monsters are not inferior to him in cultivation, and the sixth uncle in front of him is the strongest in the clan.

Although he is the head of the clan, Wei Yunchang also feels great pressure when so many clan elders express their objections together.

Old Uncle Wei said in a deep voice: "Yunchang, don't you understand yet? Yunsheng has already contacted General Yang, why is this old man forced to leave the customs, because he wants to capture these traitors himself first!"

"We take the initiative to hand over people, and let the other party come to search for people, it is a completely different result."

Uncle Wei looked at Wei Yunchang, and slowed down his tone: "It's not too late to make up for it."

Wei Yunchang said in a deep voice: "The Daxuan Dynasty went against the law, and now the entire Huangjiahai is against him. I acquiesced in allowing Lang'er to go with the members of the Youan Sect. Of course, I am standing in line, but now you and the second brother, the sixth uncle, are not on the sidelines." On the side of the Daxuan Dynasty? And he is the one who betrayed the Darkness Sect."

"If the Daxuan Dynasty is really overthrown in the future, we will definitely be liquidated by the Darkness Sect, and we will be hated by the Darkness Sect more than other forces that are close to the Great Xuan Dynasty."

Wei Yunchang said with a bit of heartache: "Even if you don't go with the Youan Sect, why do you have to tear your face so thoroughly? Just drive them out of this place."

Old Uncle Wei snorted: "You patriarch, you are really confused. It seems that it was indeed a mistake to entrust the family to you to take the helm."

"You are like those mediocre people who only see that the Daxuan Dynasty is now in a trough, the founding ancestor King Xuanwen has fallen, and the current dynasty Xuanmu King is powerless to subdue the world, but you don't want to think about it, where is the Taizong King Xuancheng?"

Wei Yunchang was startled: "Didn't King Xuancheng fall earlier than King Xuanwen?"

Old Uncle Wei said: "The fall of King Xuanwen is a certainty, but the whereabouts of King Xuancheng are unknown, and the Daxuan royal family keeps secrets. His life and death are just speculations by everyone. Who dares to pat his chest and say that King Xuancheng must die gone?"

Wei Yunchang frowned: "King Xuancheng's cultivation level is not comparable to that of King Xuanwen. Even if he is still alive, he may not be able to rule the Huangjia Sea."

Uncle Wei waved his hand: "King Xuancheng, King Xuanmu and their sons are all here. Even if the Daxuan Dynasty cannot win, it will be very difficult to defeat. As long as they are undefeated, not to mention other places, this Luan Xiangzhou will still be ruled by Daxuan , my Wei family is still thriving in the territory of Daxuan, how can I offend them?"

His tone became severe: "Yunchang, you have made a big mistake, and now the whole family is taking risks with you father and son!"

Wei Yunsheng said from the side at this time: "Sixth Uncle, please calm down and don't rush to do anything."

Uncle Wei raised his eyebrows whitely: "Are you worried that I won't be able to take down a few juniors? It's true that such a young grandmaster martial artist is rare, but how high can he be? Yuanfu grandmaster realm?"

Wei Yunsheng said: "One, be careful, there is no big mistake. After all, we don't know the details of the opponent, and we don't know whether the opponent is outside our Laofeng City, whether there are strong people secretly ambush."

"Both, I heard what they said, they want to contact other dark sect warriors,

In this case, we don't know whether General Luanxiang wants to catch the person first or slowly, we don't know what he thinks, so it's best not to make decisions without authorization. "

"I have truthfully reported the situation to General Luanxiang. We should wait until Daxuan's men arrive before making a decision. We will keep them here."

Uncle Wei heard the words, thought for a while, then nodded and said, "Watch carefully."

He turned his head and glanced at the pale Wei Lang: "Stop your feet and reflect on yourself."

Wei Yunchang tensed his face and fell silent.

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From Zhang Qiansong, he also learned about the current situation of Guangmingzong, and Yan Zhaoge expressed his satisfaction.

Old Mo's information is more than a hundred years old, so it can only be used as a general reference. Zhang Qiansong's first-hand real-time information here is more useful.

After all, Zhang Qiansong was seriously injured, and he was busy contacting the elders of his Nether Sect, and talking with Yan Zhaoge, and soon felt exhausted again.

After he rested again, Yan Zhaoge left his room, stood in the courtyard, looked up at the splendid sky above, and began to think.

The information provided by Zhang Qiansong just now emerged in Yan Zhaoge's mind one by one.

"Luo Zhitao, the lord of the Guangming Sect, was the sixth-level martial sage more than a hundred years ago, and a strong man in the late stage of seeing the gods. Although he has not broken through to the seventh level of martial sage and stepped into the level of the fairy bridge, he may be short of the final step. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he is one of the strongest martial saints in Huangjiahai right now."

"There is a high-grade saint soldier, the sun-moon-golden wheel, to suppress the mountain gate. However, the moon wheel was damaged many years ago, and it no longer has the power of the past. The power of the two wheels has fallen together, but it is still a treasure that reaches heaven and earth."

Yan Zhaoge smacked his lips: "The old saying is true. A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. It has been so many years since the Holy Cult of Youming was destroyed and divided, but there are still family members left behind."

While thinking, Yan Zhaoge looked up at Xinghan above his head, breathed out the spiritual energy of the world, and felt extremely comfortable.

At this moment, he seemed to feel that the world in front of him had returned to the era before the Great Destruction.

In the illusory consciousness, the long river of time seems to present a magnificent scene.

Yan Zhaoge felt as if he was standing in the present, looking at the long years before the ages.

A lot of understanding, a lot of feelings, washed and refined his heart together.

Taos of clear air escaped, covering the courtyard, making it difficult for the outside world to see clearly.

Under the clear air, there is a cloud of chaos, it doesn't matter the beginning, it doesn't matter the end.

Yan Zhaoge opened and closed the acupoints all over his body, and rune patterns flew out from them, condensed into a formation, and then intertwined and stacked together to build a heavenly altar of rune formations that looked like a pagoda or an altar.

Above the Temple of Heaven, there is endless brilliance, constantly changing, as if the time of heaven and earth is going backwards, and everything returns to before the creation of the world, before the creation of Hongmeng.

All existence finally turned into a piece of chaos, as if pervading the world, but seemed to be condensed in an indescribable point.

In the midst of the chaos, there was a figure of a person sitting in it, looming, but upon closer inspection, it seemed that it didn't exist at all.

Yan Zhaoge smiled slightly, calm and indifferent: "If you enter the mortal world today, you will see half of the beginning." (To be continued.)