Chapter 2521: Returning holy objects

Looking at the front of this dress, the face that is similar to the magic of the five-six-point, and the middle-aged man who was exuded by the body for a long time, Jiang Yun’s face has no slight expression change: If it is expected to be good, you should be the patriarch of the Mozu!"
"Not bad!" The middle-aged man nodded and said: "The old man is Yu Yuqing, who is the Mozu patriarch!"
"Also please Jiang Daoyou, return my demon holy things to my demon!"
return!
Hearing the words spoken by Magic Yu Qing, Jiang Yun’s face could not help but reveal a smile.
It sounds like it’s that you have taken their sacred objects from the hands of the Mozu, and now they are returning them again.
However, Jiang Yun deliberately pretended not to hear, and the big sleeve waved: "Get it!"
A strong wind rolled the statue of the dead, directly in front of the magic feather green.
Jiang Yun’s move made the magic feathers green, as well as the eyes of all the people, such as the old man and the magic teng.
Everyone thinks that Jiang Yun said that he wants to compensate the Mozu sacred objects, but that is just to talk about it.
Even, he took out the statue of the dead, it is simply deliberate to cause the greed of the Mozu, lead them to shoot, and thus provoke a dispute with the Mozu.
But no one thought that Jiang Yun was really so generous, and without saying anything, he did not hesitate to throw the statue of the dead to the magic feather green.
After the magical feathers were in the air, immediately the same large sleeves wrapped around the statue of the dead, while the figure was quickly retreating, pulling away the distance between Jiang Yun and Jiang Yun.
Obviously, he is worried that Jiang Yun will take another shot and it back.
As for whether Jiang Yun will put any hands and feet in the statue, he is not worried at all.
The sorcerer's demon is a sacred object, even if Ji Yunfan of the year could not arrange any hands and feet in it, let alone Jiang Yun.
Retreat 10,000 steps, even if Jiang Yun can really do some hands and feet, but the statue of the dead is the sacred object of his own demon.
As long as the sorcerer's image is in his own hands, he does not need to care about what Jiang Yun has done.
However, in the face of the magical feathers, Jiang Yun is standing still in the same place, obviously there is no intention to shoot.
In the blink of an eye, the magic feather green has already retreated to tens of thousands of feet. You can confirm that Jiang Yun has calculated his hand, and he has not stopped the ghost statue. This has stopped.
After watching the body shape of the magic feather green stopped, Jiang Yun smiled slightly and said: "The demon patriarch, now, the ghost statue has been given to you, I believe it is enough to show my sincerity!"
"Then, can I leave the land of Nine Thunder?"
"Don't worry!"
Magic Yuqing is now in a very good mood, and his face is smiling. "How do I know, what you gave me is really a ghost!"
"If you want to go, you can do it, but you must wait for me to verify the true and false of this statue of the dead, if it is true, then, I will send you away in time!"
"But if it's fake, then don't blame me that the Mozu don't understand the hospitality!"
After the talk, the magic feather green simply ignored Jiang Yun, just made a look at the old family, and saw a body shape rushing out of the Mozu's residence, once again surrounded by Jiang Yun One by one, they all watched Jiang Yun.
These people's bodies exude the atmosphere of the Mozu, and each strength is not weak, they are the realm of the heavenly source, all of them are masters of the Mozu.
In fact, the Mozu people know that the statue of the dead is absolutely a holy thing in the family, and there is no need to identify it.
But obviously, even if Jiang Yun gave the demon statue to the magic feather green, the magic feather green is not prepared to let go of Jiang Yun.
After all, as far as he knows, there are no other sinless people except Jiang Yun and Ji Yunfan, who has not known where they are until now.
Then, as long as Jiang Yun is killed, even if the genocide is completely extinct, no one can threaten the existence of its own nine people.
Mo Yuqing looked at Jiang Yun, who did not resist, and smiled coldly. His face immediately appeared a black magic pattern, which broke away from the body and spread to the statue of the dead.
The magic pattern is the communication between the demon and the sorcerer. Once the communication is successful, the sorcerer will be re-deviled, or the sorcerer will be all!
At the same time as the communication between the magic feather and the magic image, suddenly there is a ray of light flying from the sky, directly through the banned outside the border, appearing in the sky of the world where the Mozu is located.
A total of eight rays, after the spread, revealed eight figures inside, seven people and one beast.
Everyone's body exudes a strong atmosphere, the weakest is the heavenly source, and the most powerful is the return to the source.
However, no matter how strong they are, the breath on them is weaker than that of the magical feathers.
At this moment, their eyes are firmly staring at the magic feather green, his face has a complex look.
There is anger, helplessness, and excitement!
Obviously, they are the patriarchs of the other eight families!
Their original strength is weaker than the magic feather green. If you let the magic feather green succeed in obtaining the ghost statue, then they are even less likely to be the opponent of Magic Yuqing.
Therefore, the seven people and one beast did not discuss at all, and suddenly turned around. Qi Qi looked at Jiang Yun, and everyone’s eyes showed a greedy color.
The Xiao ethnic patriarch said: "Ging Taoyou, we know that you are a mortal, the original lord of our nine people."
"But old and modern, we have no relationship with you."
"The nine sacred objects are originally the things of our nine ethnic groups. Since you have already taken out the sacred demons, then presumably, should you also have the sacred objects of our other ethnic groups?"
"Why don't you come out and return it to us!"
Looking at the patriarch of the nine ethnic groups in front of him, Jiang Yun couldn't help but think of the nine ethnic groups in the Taoist domain.
Although for some people in the Dojo domain, they also have some dissatisfaction and resentment, such as the wild king Yan, such as the nine lonely strongmen in the altar of heaven and earth.
However, compared with the nine ethnic groups in front of them, they really want to be too cute!
"Have!"
Ginger clouded a little bit, while the word was exported, the figure suddenly rose to the sky, standing on the sky, watching the people below.
Above his body, there are a number of lines of silence, exuding the breath of the power of silence, a faint saying: "Today, Jiang was originally just to visit your nine people, but now it seems, Your nine people seem to have forgotten something and forgot some things!"
"Now, Jiang asked you, can you know the breath of Jiang?"
The voice of Jiang Yun is not only ringing in the world of the Mozu, but also in the ears of all the nine ethnic groups in the world of the Nine.
Looking at the silence of Jiang Yun, feeling the breath of the power of silence, all of them suddenly stopped their bodies, and each face was exposed with taboo, even if even the nine patriarchs did not exception.
The power of silence, that is the exclusive power of the genocide.
Even though they are no longer the slaves of the genocide, even some of them want to trample the stagnations under their feet, but in the face of the mortal people, their hearts still have fear.
After all, they are the nine ethnic groups, and they have been slaves of the sects of generations for generations.
If it wasn't for Ji Kongfan who took the initiative to cancel their slavery, then they would still be the slaves of the genocide. They met the sinless people, let alone rebel, and they didn't even have the qualification to stand and talk!
They naturally know that Jiang Yun finally showed his identity as a ruin.
What they have to do at the moment is to choose. Is it like their ancestors, continue to rely on Jiang Yun, or, in turn, kill Jiang Yun!
"Hey!"
Before they made a decision, Jiang Yun’s body was suddenly bright and bright!
Among the light, the slain of the emptiness, the five peaks of the Great Wilderness, the tree of reincarnation... even the infinite soul fire that was merged by Jiang Yun, emerged one by one!
Jiang Yun’s voice rang again:
The nine sacred objects are here, who wants it!