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Chapter 1537 A mural

Chapter 1537

Ye Chu sat in Murong Zudi for nearly three months, staying in the ice crystals for three months without moving.

When she is thirsty, she will drink the peerless wine. As for her hungry, she will have no choice. However, having the peerless wine and peerless wine is enough to overcome her mouth.

On this day, a sudden sound of mountain torrents came from Murong’s ancestral land, and Murong Xiao and others outside the ancestral land immediately changed their faces.

"Quickly, surround the ancestral land!"

Murong Xiao roared angrily and immediately rushed to the outside of Murong's ancestral land. In the ancestral land, a large number of terrifying floods were falling from the sky, and the entire ancestral land turned into a cold ocean.

"Old ancestor, this..."

Murong Zhentian's face turned blue and the corners of his mouth were trembling slightly. The same was true for many other people in the Murong family, and their eyes turned red. It was really hard to accept that the home he had lived in for a long time suddenly turned into this.

The terrifying Bingyang swept across the entire Murong ancestral land. Under the baptism of this scale, it is hard to imagine what else could be left in this ancestral land.

At least those ancient borrowed or large amounts of magic weapons, as well as those rare herbs, are difficult to find under such an impact.

"It doesn't matter. As long as Longfeng Mountain is still there, my Murong family will still have hope. As long as people are there, there will still hope!" Murong Xiao's eyes were burning, and he calmed down a little now.

Originally, he had no great hope. His ancestral land was frozen by the terrifying ice crystals for four or five months, and nothing would be frozen. If it were ordinary ice crystals, it would be fine, but the cold air, herbs, land, and even mountains under the throne of the ice will be frozen and lost their vitality.

"Old ancestor, how can I release this ice flood? If I let go of this magic circle, I will be in great trouble. The city of Weinan outside will be swept..." Murong Zhentian looked up at the terrifying flood in the magic circle. I don't know how high it was, at least it was ten thousand feet high.

If such a stream of ice flood is opened and released, it will really sweep across the city of Weinan.

"All the Supreme Elders followed me to enter the ancestral land first and found the flood discharge mouth. They must not let the ice flood pour into the city of Weinan..." Murong Xiao nodded and immediately issued an order.

The reason why the Murong family is powerful is that they commanded the entire Weinan City. Although the ancestral land was severely damaged, most of the resources of the Weinan City were still in their hands. If the Weinan City was also destroyed, the Murong family's advantages would naturally no longer exist, which would be a truly devastating blow.

Ten lights and shadows penetrated into the ancestral magic array and began to move forward carefully in the flood. Even so, the Supreme Ancestors were still a little scared by Bing Hong in front of them.

If an ordinary practitioner, even if the Law Realm enters this terrifying ice ocean, there will be no bones left. If these ice floods swept across the city of Weinan, the consequences will be unimaginable. The disciples below the Sect King Realm and the people in the city will all be frozen to the ice corpse.

Fortunately, Murong Xiao, the strong man, and these dozen ancestors, all of them have high cultivation and possess the most treasures, and have not encountered any major obstacles along the way.

On the way, I saw many corpses of the Murong family disciples who were swept around by Bingyang, which made Murong Xiao and others look solemn. Some of the original halls were also washed away by Bingyang and turned into pieces of gravel.

"Old ancestor, Longfeng Mountain is still there..."

After walking for a few days, everyone finally arrived at the center of the ancestral land. Seeing the dragon and phoenix-shaped dragon and phoenix mountain standing here in the distance, I felt comforted that the most important place was not flooded.

The Longfeng Mountain body emitted silver lights, blocking the powerful Binghong and not completely destroyed.

"Walk……"

Murong Xiao waved his hand and led more than a dozen powerful people from the clan to enter Longfeng Mountain.

"Fortunately, it was not destroyed, and the foundation of our clan is still there!"

Entering the Longfeng Mountain, he looked at the surrounding halls and some important places of practice, including the Dragon and Feng Pond, as if they were still there, but they had not been completely unblocked yet, and everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"who!"

Just when everyone was still secretly happy, Murong Xiao suddenly frowned and his eyes suddenly turned to the location of the treasure house in the north.

"not good!"

A golden light slid past, Murong Xiaohaoran took action, and a large net cover looked at the golden light.

"Bang……"

Unfortunately, the big net was covered by a afterimage. Outside the Longfeng Mountain in the distance, there was a golden wave like lightning, passing through the ice flood rapidly, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Old ancestor, what is that?" Murong Zhentian and others were all very surprised. They didn't see anything just now.

But Murong Xiao's face suddenly became gloomy and said in a deep voice: "Go to the treasure house to check it out!"

The group rushed towards the treasure house, but was stunned as soon as they arrived outside the gate. A painting was made on the gate of the huge Murong family treasure house.

"vomit……"

"Who did this!"

"Damn it!"

Even though these people have experienced many battles and fought bloody battles all the way to this realm, they have never seen any scene before, but they can't help but vomit when they see the painting in front of them.

Several ancestors turned around immediately. Murong Zhen’s face turned blue. The treasure house was painted with a pair of Luo Zhao! For some reason, this prankster actually drew a big cuckold on his head!

Everyone knows what this means, but they can't laugh at it.

"Ye Chu!"

"I will kill you!"

Murong Zhentian roared to the sky, and a mouthful of blood could not be suppressed. He sprayed out of his mouth. With a wave of his arm, he wiped out the murals on the treasure house.

"The head of the family..."

Seeing Murong Zhentian falling backwards suddenly, the third elder quickly supported him. Seeing this guy's face full of pig liver, he was also secretly aggrieved for him.

Murong Xiao also had a gloomy face and snorted coldly: "Issuing a city-wide pursuit order. Anyone who succeeds in killing Ye Chu can be the 16th Supreme Ancestor in my Murong family! And reward a holy weapon!"

No need to think about it, the golden figure just now must be Ye Chu.

The boy was not dead at all, and he also robbed the treasure house of the clan and left behind a mural that humiliated the head of the Murong family. The meaning of this mural is very clear, so naturally the boy wanted to cuckold him.

But a few ancestors had a big question in their hearts. The head of the family reacted so fiercely. Could it be that Ye Chu really slept with his wife? However, no one thought of Murong Xue, because Murong Zhentian and Murong Xue were not as good as those seen by outsiders. Murong Zhentian and a few Meirao’s wives, perhaps one of those.

Only Murong Zhentian knew that it was possible that Ye Chu and Murong Xue had a good time behind their backs and put an unknown cuckold on themselves.

"yes!"

Everyone responded, but few people thought that they could really catch Ye Chu, and they only hoped that they could cause some trouble to Ye Chu.
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