Chapter 1316: The Patriarch of the Zhao Family

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In front of the ruins of the palace, Zhang Ziling walked out with Lin Waner, who was still in a trance, under the watchful eyes of the Shui family.

At this moment, all the Shui family members lined up neatly, looking at Zhang Ziling in awe.

In Qingxuan City, apart from Shui Wuqing, Shui Qinghan and Lin Wan'er, no one knew Zhang Ziling's true identity.

However, even if everyone didn't know Zhang Ziling's identity, Zhang Ziling's strength had completely conquered everyone.

In the huge Qingxuan City, no one dared to disrespect Zhang Ziling!

Zhang Ziling looked at the people of the Shui family who were waiting for him to come out.

...

In the downtown area of ​​Qingxuan City, in front of Tianji Pavilion.

The two men in plain clothes looked calmly at the old man who was hanging on the Tianji Pavilion, and there was no emotion in their eyes.

"What now? Do we need revenge for this guy?" one man asked another.

Another man shook his head and said in a low voice, "Go back and ask the pavilion master. Even with the strength of the two of us, it is impossible to destroy the Murong family in such a short time. And the identity of that person is unknown. At the same time, he has two imperial arts that have been cultivated to the transformation realm, and his strength is unfathomable and difficult to provoke."

"Understood, the Tianji Pavilion in Qingxuan Ancient City will be temporarily closed, and the business will be given to Xuanjice's guys."

"Come on, take that guy's body away."

While the two men were talking, their figures slowly disappeared in place.

At the same time, the corpse of the old Tianji hanging above the Tianji Pavilion slowly disappeared at this moment, and no one noticed.

...

Tianxuan Yu, Tiandu City, Zhao Family Holy Land.

In an underground cave, different from the imaginary cave, here is a cave.

There are blue sky and white clouds above, flowers, plants and spirit beasts below, surrounded by extremely rich spiritual power, and the fragrance of holy medicine permeates this vast little cave.

central cave,

There is a small wooden house, and there is a simple courtyard in front of the wooden house.

An old man in plain clothes was sitting on a wooden chair in the middle of the courtyard, staring blankly at the crooked peach tree in front of him.

At this time, an old man wearing a gilt robe slowly walked into the other courtyard, exuding the breath of a superior, with a glow flowing between his eyebrows, the heavenly palace was full, and the breath was condensed to the extreme.

Obviously, the old man who walked into the courtyard was a saint.

"Wuxin." The old man in plain clothes sitting on the wooden chair didn't take his eyes off the crooked peach tree, but said softly.

Zhao Wuxin bowed slightly to the clothed old man, and called out respectfully, "Father."

The old man sitting on the wooden chair is the ancestor of the Zhao family, Zhao Wuwei.

"There are still three days until my birthday. Didn't I say that there is nothing particularly important before my birthday, don't you come to disturb me?" Zhao Wuwei's voice was a little cold, and Zhao Wuxin couldn't help but feel it. coldness.

Zhao Wuwei received a message from An Bei, Immortal Emperor Tayyue.

And he always thought that An Bei was dead.

But Anbei did not, and even brought him shocking news.

An Bei asked him to go back to the magic palace to see the palace master.

Zhao Wuwei chose to ignore it and did not return to the magic palace.

Zhao Wuwei knew that once he went back, the foundation that he had spent three thousand years laying down would be lost.

Zhao Wuwei was unwilling to have everything taken back like this, he wanted to give it a shot.

Together with the Jin family, the Gu family, and the Wang family, we will give it a go.

When Zhao Wuwei chose to ignore Anbei's message, he had already spent all his energy, and then Zhao Wuwei trapped himself in this cave. Except for the three ancestors of the Jin family, the Gu family, and the Wang family, and the current head of the family, Zhao Wuxin, No one was seen.

Zhao Wuwei knew how terrible Zhang Ziling was, but he...

No choice.

When you go back to the magic palace, you will end up with nothing.

Choose to give it a try, if you win... the Zhao family will go to the top of the world.

Lost is nothing more than nothing.

Zhao Wuxin didn't know what Zhao Wuwei was thinking about. At this moment, he was worried about another matter. Looking at Zhao Wuwei's back, he said, "Father, the lifeless card is broken."

Zhao Wuwei's body trembled slightly, then moved his gaze from the crooked peach tree to Zhao Wuxin, and said, "When?"

Feeling the pressure from Zhao Wuwei, Zhao Wuxin bowed slightly and immediately said, "A quarter of an hour ago."

"Where did Wusheng go?" Zhao Wuwei continued to ask.

"I went to Qingxuan City at the junction of Qingling Territory and Tianxuan Territory, and said it was to prepare a gift for my father." Zhao Wuxin didn't dare to hide anything, and told Zhao Wuwei everything he knew.

On the occasion of his father's ten thousand-year birthday, such a thing happened, which must be said to be bad news for the Zhao family.

After Zhao Wuxin heard what Zhao Wuxin said, his body began to tremble violently, and his face was not filled with the anger that Zhao Wuxin had expected, but was full of fear.

"Father?" Zhao Wuxin didn't understand what Zhao Wuwei was afraid of, and asked quickly.

Zhao Wuwei is the top powerhouse of the Zhao family, shocking the heroes of all parties.

Zhao Wusheng knew better than anyone else that without Zhao Wuwei, their Zhao family would have been completely swallowed up by other heavenly holy places.

Without Zhao Wuwei, their Zhao family would never have peace.

Therefore, after seeing Zhao Wuwei's current appearance, Zhao Wuxin was frightened and worried.

Zhao Wuwei trembled and stood up with a chair, and kept saying, "He's here... He's here after all..."

Seeing Zhao Wuwei's current appearance, Zhao Wusheng thought that the death of Zhao Wusheng had stimulated the old man, and he said in a trembling voice: "Father, don't worry, I will send someone to find out about this matter, no matter who killed Wusheng, I will He will surely wipe out his entire clan!"

"Damn things!"

Snapped!

Zhao Wuwei's eyes widened suddenly, and he slapped Zhao Wuxin fiercely. The loud applause echoed in this other courtyard, and even the peach blossoms on the crooked peach tree were shaken off a few times.

Being slapped by Zhao Wuwei, Zhao Wusheng's eyes were full of daze, but Zhao Wusheng didn't dare to resist his old man, he knelt down directly to Zhao Wuwei, and quickly said: "My child is wrong, please feel free to punish him!"

Although Zhao Wuxin is a saint, in front of Zhao Wuwei, Zhao Wuxin still looks like a cowardly child.

Seeing Zhao Wusheng kneeling down and admitting his mistake immediately, Zhao Wuwei suddenly became much older, and the whole person slumped onto the wooden chair, sighed heavily, and said, "Get up, Wuxin, it's not your fault."

"Here, my lord... he's here after all."

Zhao Wuxin stood up from the ground, looked at Zhao Wuwei with doubts, and said, "Father, who is back? Don't be nervous, speak slowly!"

Zhao Wuwei turned his head to look at Zhao Wuxin, his eyes were full of tears, and he said in a trembling voice, "The Lord of the Devil's Palace."