At the moment when the golden vitality was wrapped in the white vitality sacrificed by hundreds of souls, it went straight to the Punishment Immortal Wheel in an instant.

Zhao Xiang's mind suddenly appeared in the above paragraph of extremely important and shocking information.

Could it be that I and my ancestor Zhao Tong have fallen into the jihua of a terrorist organization?

The golden vitality was wrapped in the Punishment Immortal Wheel and shot away, Zhao Xiang's eyes were full of gold stars, and his divine consciousness began to be confused.

Zimo Jun's eyes outside the purple scarf flashed with a trace of cruelty and madness, but the strange thing was that in this cruelty and madness, there was a trace of alien color that no one could explain.

Zhao Xiang tried his best to run the Yin and Water Aura in his body.

The Yuan Infant condensed by the ten kinds of spiritual energy in the dantian seemed to realize that the master was facing a huge crisis at this moment.

They quickly merged into one, their eyes flickering, and the colorful light was diffuse, and at the same time, their small hands pointed at the ancestral hole on their foreheads.

The Golden Buddha Fruit on the fifth layer of the core divine ring of the altar was originally stagnant and did not move.

At this time, the golden Buddha fruit and golden mango were flourishing, and the Dharma of the founder of the Buddhist sect was transformed.

A wisp of soul that had not entered Zhao Xiang's ancestral aperture when Huitong passed away suddenly woke up.

After receiving the golden mangs of the golden Buddha fruit blooming.

This wisp contains the essence of the Yuan Shen that Huitong has cultivated for five thousand years, and it seems to realize something.

He suddenly shot out from Zhao Xiang's ancestral aperture, and at the same time, he turned into a foot-long golden sword as if he had been born out of thin air.

The golden sword slashed horizontally at the two white rays of life that rushed towards the Punishment Immortal Wheel.

Purple Ink Jun's pupils contracted suddenly, and his eyes showed a look of shock.

All he saw was a golden afterimage flashing rapidly and immensely under his eyes.

Immediately, I saw that two white vitality as thick as little fingers were cut off by Jin Mang at an incredible angle and speed.

Zhao Xiang quickly regained his senses, but his eyes were extremely dim, and his face was particularly pale.

As if he had just recovered from a serious illness or had survived the catastrophe, his spirit seemed extremely depressed and depressed.

A part of the vitality entered the Punishment Immortal Wheel, and just halfway through, the golden sword condensed by the essence of the Huitong Yuan Shen was strangely divided into two, and closely followed Zhao Xiang's not much golden vitality, and immediately disappeared into the Punishment Immortal Wheel.

The Penalty Wheel was successfully opened.

However, at this time, a scene that made Zimo Jun's heart tremble and stunned happened-he was horrified to find that the Punishment Immortal Wheel, which was originally connected to his mind, had strangely cut off all contact with him.

He watched them explode to the size of a desktop at a rate visible to the naked eye.

After bursting with thousands of golden rays as bright as the sun.

The ground shrunk like a bean and turned into two extremely slender golden afterimages, heading straight for Zhao Xiang's ancestral aperture.

Almost at the same time, the nerve center of Zi Mojun's mind seemed to be frantically penetrated by some invisible but sharp foreign object.

With two swishs, the sharp pain of the cut spreads like lightning to every part and cell of the body.

Zi Mo Jun snorted uncontrollably and coldly, and his body shook twice.

A mouthful of blood shot out, pulling open a mournful line of blood.

Immediately afterwards, the masked purple scarf was forced to lift most of it, and an ugly face immediately appeared in Zhao Xiang's eyes.

It was a face with a silhouette that resembled the shape of Wang Tian.

Zhao Xiang was stunned for a moment.

Zimo Jun's body trembled again, and the red light flashed with a brush, and he cast a blood shadow to disappear out of thin air.

When Zimo Jun disappeared from Wang Tian, it was just when the blood arrow that spewed out from his mouth had just landed on Zhao Xiang's forehead.

A piece of information was actually hidden in the blood arrow, and it entered Zhao Xiang's sea of knowledge in a strange way - you guessed it right, I am Wang Tian, but unfortunately we can never be friends.

Just because we're two planets orbiting on different trajectories.

God destined us to be adversaries, or even enemies.

As a former friend, I have two pieces of news for you.

The first one, when we were fighting, there were a lot of masters hidden around.

The second one, your parents and brothers, may be imprisoned somewhere by the masters of Xuanzong now, if you save them, go as soon as possible.

I am Zimo-kun, not Zimo-kun, but actually a doppelganger of Zimo-kun, a puppet clone.

There are a lot of secrets that I don't know, and I don't know who the real Zimo-kun is.

The moment Zhao Xiang learned that Wang Tian had sent him this information, his heart suddenly trembled.

This former friend has helped, supported, and cared for him when many people despised him, ridiculed, and mocked him.

He does not stay away from and indifferent to himself because of the ugly scar on his face.

Zhao Xiang knew that it was out of a genuine concern deep in his heart.

There is not even the slightest hint of hypocrisy.

Although it was then that he learned his secrets and gained insight into his identity.

Could it be that if you can't be friends, you can only become enemies, enemies that you don't share?

Zhao Xiang's heart trembled violently, and he immediately made a resolute choice - since fate is like this, then be an opponent and an enemy.

Since Wang Tian belongs to an evil organization that has other plans and ill intentions for the Zhao family, then he, Zhao Xiang, should cut off all his selfish thoughts, and not hesitate or even be merciful to Wang Tianye or Zimo Jun, and take action when it is time to make a move, use thunderbolt means to eradicate the disaster, and clear all obstacles on the way to save the Zhao family.

Kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself, and tolerance to the enemy is ruthlessness to the Zhao family.

What's more, this Purple Ink Monarch or a guy named Wang Tian is ruthless, and he doesn't take the Qingluo Star Cultivation True Realm cultivator in his eyes at all, and in order to achieve his goal, he will do whatever it takes, and he doesn't ask about right and wrong.

In his opinion, what is a monk?

Just ants, just tools for personal gain!

It's like these hundreds of souls who have lost their bodies, lost their consciousness, and are just energy stores!

No matter what way you look at it, he must die!

The organization he was in, Zhao Xiang secretly said in his heart, it was very likely to be Yunxian Pavilion.

Hmph, Yunxian Pavilion, maybe it was planned by Ximen Hu, no matter what kind of existence it is, one day I, Zhao Xiang, will make it disappear.

Let it be completely removed from Qingluo Xing.

It's a long story, these thoughts came to Zhao Xiang's knowledge of the sea, but in fact, it was just a flash of lightning.

has not completely broken free from the whirlpool of love and hate, and another news has set off a storm of emotions in his heart - Zhao Xiang, I am Huitong, that is, Zhao Tong, the descendant of the Zhao family, until this moment, I am truly sure that you are the hope of our Zhao family, and it is very likely to completely end the tragedy of the Zhao family that has lasted for 20 million years.

This is a conclusion that I have come to at the cost of my life, through Dacheng's Tianyan Tong, and by fusing the Tian'er Tong, Divine Realm Tong, His Heart Tong, Fate Tong, and Leakage Tong, which are infinitely close to Xiaocheng, and then with the help of the power of the Golden Buddha Fruit, to calculate a thousand years.

This information will only be fully revealed at the moment when my life truly dies.

However, the hexagram shows that you are at a critical juncture in this life, in danger at any time, and that you may fail.

If it fails, the disaster of the Zhao clan will never be relieved.

This seems to be the punishment of the Heavenly Dao for using my supernatural powers.

That's something I've just learned.