Chapter 2271： I'm furious!

Chapter 2271 I'm mad at me!

A moment later, Fuchashu had passed the teleportation array and returned to the Inner Gate Space-Time Hall of Dongzhou Shenzong.

He anxiously stepped into the teleportation formation leading to Dongyu Fangcheng and disappeared...

At this time, Tan Yun had found the Shouwu Shencao on a small island and dyed his white hair black.

Judging from his appearance, Tan Yun seems to be a handsome young man without any trace of Cheng Kun on his body.

Tan Yunxing's eyes flickered, and he transmitted a voice to the women in the Pangjun Tower: "I killed the sixteen sons of Fuchashu, and I killed the prince of the ancestral dynasty of Dongzhou."

"Fu Chashu and the Great Emperor of Dongzhou will frantically search for me, and even block the border of the entire Dongzhou God Territory leading to the Demon Sea."

"Once it is blocked, if we want to escape from the Eastern Continent God Territory now, it will be as difficult as going to the sky, and we will even die."

"It's better than this, let's find a place, retreat with peace of mind, wait for me to break through the realm, and let the Great Emperor of Dongzhou know that I am still in the Dongzhou God Territory when I cross the calamity."

"At that time, we will continue to retreat. After the strength increases greatly, I will turn the East Continent God Territory upside down, and then find an opportunity to escape from the East Continent Divine Territory!"

Tan Yun's words, after waiting for the unanimous approval of all the women, then Tan Yun flew in the opposite direction of Dongyufang City...

According to Cheng Kun's memory, at his own speed, after flying for another half a year, he will arrive at the ancestral dynasty of Dongzhou, where the gods below the Dao King Realm are tested: Ice and Snow Mountain.

However, Tan Yun knew that he had to find another identity on the way to avoid being stopped and questioned.

"This little brother stays."

Suddenly, a sneer sounded from the void on the left side of Tan Yun.

"Huh?" Tan Yunjian frowned, but saw a young man with a wretched appearance and a third-level Taoist king, blocking his way.

"What?" Tan Yun asked.

"What do you think Lao Tzu is going to do?" The young man said with a fierce face: "I think you are coming from the direction of Dongyufang City. You must have a lot of purchases on you?"

"Hand over it and leave you with a dog's life, otherwise..."

Not waiting for the young man's words, Tan Yun interrupted as if looking at an idiot: "Otherwise what?"

"Otherwise, I will rob money first and then rob color." The young man smiled and said, "I see that you have thin skin and tender meat..."

Tan Yun was disgusted, it was the first time my uncle encountered such a pervert.

"Hongmeng Divine Eye!"

Tan Yun stopped talking nonsense with him. Under the night, his eyes shot out a strange red light. Immediately, the wretched young man was dumbfounded.

"What's your name? Where are you from?" Tan Yun asked.

"My name is Wu Yi, I am from the ancestral dynasty of Dongzhou, and from Tianlun Divine City." The young man said with a dull expression.

"Is there a token to prove your identity?" Tan Yun asked.

"Yes," the young man said.

"Hand over it." Following Tan Yun's order, Wu Yi handed over a token that symbolized his identity to Tan Yun.

"Damn, **** your mother." After Tan Yun accepted the token, he kicked Wu Yi in the head.

Wu Yi's head was shattered, and the headless corpse was sprayed with blood, falling into the snowy sky and into the ice lake.

"What's really missing, what are you giving away?" Tan Yun smiled lightly, and changed his appearance to Wu Yi.

As a result, Tan Yun had no worries, and began to swagger over the Dongzhou Lake area, heading towards the Ice and Snow Mountain...

Two quarters later.

Dongyu Fangcheng has been blasted, and everyone knows that the immortal ancient gods have disguised themselves as the great elders of the inner door of the Dongzhou Shenzong, slaughtering the young master of the Dongzhou Shenzong, the thirteen young masters, and the ancestral dynasty of Dongzhou. The current prince.

When Fuchashu stepped out of the space-time hall outside Fangcheng, one after another terrified, shocked exclamations and screams engulfed Fuchashu's ears like a tide:

"My God! The Immortal Ancient God Race has appeared again!"

"Yeah... The Immortal Ancient Protoss was not annihilated 80 million years ago, how could it still survive?"

"It's unbelievable. The Immortal Ancient God Race was once the most powerful God Race in the Supreme Ancestor Realm! I never thought that there are still alive!"

"I heard from the people in Le Hunxuan that the immortal ancient gods had disguised themselves as high-ranking members of the Dongzhou Shenzong, mixed into the Dongzhou Shenzong, and then killed the prince of the Dongzhou ancestors in Fangcheng!"

"That's not it! Not only did he kill the prince Yuwen Lieyun, but he also killed the young master of Dongzhou Shenzong, and the thirteen young masters..."

"The immortal ancient gods appear, and the sky is about to change..."

"Yeah, the Great Ancestor Realm is really going to change..."

"..."

Hearing the discussion echoing in his ears, Fuchashu shouted hoarsely: "With me, Fuchashu, there will be no change, everyone should shut up for this sect master!"

The sound of Fuchashu resounded like thunder, resounding over the entire Dongyu Fangcheng, and immediately, no one made a sound in the huge Fangcheng.

"Whoosh hoot—"

Everyone was so frightened that they kept silent, their breaths were short, and their heartbeats beat loudly, for fear of angering Fuchashu.

Fuchashu rose to the sky and hovered above the gate of Fangcheng, "From now on, without the order of the sect master, who would dare to leave Fangcheng and kill Wushe!"

Immediately, Fu Chashu looked at the disciples kneeling outside the city gate, his face flushed and said: "They said that the fourteen sons of this suzerain were killed. Is this...is this true?"

"Return...return to the sect master." One of the disciples crouched on the ground, tremblingly said: "Yes...it's true!"

The three words "is true" were thrown into Fuchashu's mind like a blockbuster.

Fu Chashu shivered violently, his face turned redder in the night, and the tears were broken and dripping.

He fell into a brief silence, tears blurring his vision, and what he feared most happened.

"puff!"

After a long time, Fuchashu spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face that had been flushed turned pale as paper.

"My sixteen sons are all dead...impossible...this is absolutely impossible!" Fuchashu roared in the sky, and another mouthful of blood was poured out.

His heart was twisted, unable to face the fact that all his sons died.

"Ah!!" Fuchashu roared madly, frightening the gods in Fangcheng.

"My children must be saved, there must be!" Fu Chashu cried, and flew into Fangcheng without any suzerain demeanor, and quickly landed outside Le Hun Xuan.

"boom!"

Fu Chashu kicked the building door, and after entering the lobby, he found that the shopkeeper of Le Hunxuan was kneeling on the ground.

In the center of the lobby, there are still fifteen corpses lying.

Looking at the tragic death of his sons, Fu Chashu believed that the sons were really gone.

Fuchashu's eyes were red, he restrained his grief, and gritted his teeth: "I just heard that someone said that it is the remnant of the immortal ancient gods, who has transformed into the appearance of the top of my sect and killed my sons and nephews, right?"

The shopkeeper Le Hunxuan, who was kneeling on the ground, shivered, "Yes... yes."

Fucha Shu's eyes cracked and said, "Who is that damned immortal remnant of the ancient gods?"

The shopkeeper said truthfully, "Yi Rong has become the great elder of your sect, Cheng... Cheng Kun..."

"What did you say!!" Fuchashu roared, "How could it be Cheng Kun?"

"Reporting to the Sect Master, it is indeed Cheng Kun." The shopkeeper's tone was affirmative.

"Then does he have white hair or black hair?" Fu Chashu asked.

"It's white hair."

Hearing this, Fu Chashu thought that more than half an hour ago, he was still with Cheng Kun, but let the murderer slip away!

The more Fuchashu thought about it, the more angry he became, so much that blood poured out of his nose!

"I'm so mad..." As soon as Fuchashu opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth!