Chapter 472: Real descendants of the Jiang family

Hearing the words of the black robe creature, Jian Yihai was not irritated. Instead, he bowed respectfully, and slowly left the space.
After Jian Yihai left, I saw that the blood sea in front of the black robe turned up a huge wave.
The sound of "Boom" came from under the sea of ​​blood.
The sky of blood condenses into the shape of a monster, standing on the sea of ​​blood, floating in mid-air.
"The Jiang family appeared?" The monster asked in a heavy voice.
"Still searching for news," the black robe replied blandly.
"They used to keep the seal for so many years, and now the seal is about to break. No matter they are hiding in the corner of the world, I will smash their whole family.
"The seal is about to break, and the day when the seal is broken is the day when our blood race returns."
The monster in the blood sea roared upward.
"If it weren't the ancestor, we would have become the master of this continent from generation to generation."
"Wait slowly, the great emperor of this world has not come out, the destiny has not yet been formed, and everything will return to the end of the mythological era.
The gear of history will turn again, "the black robe creature said to himself, as if talking to himself.
"No one can stop it, the torrent of blood-blooded renaissance will destroy everything."
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In the morning of Ba Jiancheng, Xu Zimo, who was practicing, was awakened by a knock on the door.
"Who?" He opened his eyes and exhaled slowly, asking.
"Guest officer, I brought you breakfast," the person outside the door replied.
"Come in," Xu Zimo said lightly.
As the door opened, I saw a young man wearing a blue denim gown come in.
There are many foods on the plate on the youth side. He put the plate on the table and laughed.
"Guest, you use it slowly."
Xu Zimo glanced at the young man with interest, and saw that the other party was looking at himself.
Smiled and said, "Is my handsome man so handsome?"
"No, it's just that the outside world is rumored to be a descendant of the Jiang family, and I'm curious to see," the young shopkeeper smiled.
"You should be fake!"
"Aren't your second child in this shop also fake?" Xu Zimo replied.
"I have never seen a warrior from the Zunmai Realm come to the restaurant as a buddy."
Hearing Xu Zimo saw his realm at a glance, the youth did not panic.
But said with a smile: "Your Excellency, don't get me wrong, I'm just a casual repairman, come and take a look."
"Let me guess your identity," Xu Zimo slightly raised his head and said.
"Either you are the three sect sent to kill me, or you are the true descendants of the Jiang family, right!"
"I can't understand what you're talking about," the young man's face was a little stunned, and he shook his head back.
"Maybe you can't understand what I'm saying," Xu Zimo smiled carelessly.
Soon the sword immortal Jiang Yun took out his inheritance.
The moment that sword seal appeared, Wu Geng's sword intention permeated in between.
Xu Zimo said: "Maybe you don't know this sword seal, unfortunately."
The moment the sword appeared, the youth's face changed greatly.
His pupils shrunk and looked at Jian Yin very solemnly.
Looked at Xu Zimo again and asked, "Who the are you?"
"You shouldn't tell me first, who are you?" Xu Zimo replied.
The youth's complexion was uncertain and silent for a long time.
Only replied: "You guessed it, I am a descendant of the Jiang family."
"This sword seal was given to me by your ancestors," Xu Zimo said.
"Don't enter the land where your ancestors inherited before. I promised him to hand this inheritance to his descendants."
"Ancestor," the youth murmured in a low voice.
"You said that you are descendants of the Jiang family, at least you need to come up with enough proof, otherwise you should not think about this inheritance," Xu Zimo replied.
The youth was slightly silent, and finally said.
"Give me some time, I will prove it to you."
"Yes, don't let me wait too long," Xu Zimo replied.
"Hope you didn't lie to me," the young man took a deep look at Xu Zimo, then turned and left the room.
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Looking at the back of the youth leaving, Xu Zimo ate breakfast on the table.
He had previously spread news in Bajian City, saying that he was a descendant of the Jiang family, and even inherited the sword fairy.
The main purpose of is not three cases, but the true descendants of the Jiang family.
Because in any case, the descendants of the Jiang family will appear to meet themselves.
After all, it is about the inheritance of Jianxian Jiang Yun, they dare not sloppy.
And this young man has only respect for the veins, which is probably not the core character of the Jiang family.
So when he left this time, he went back to discuss it.
Xu Zimo is not in a hurry, the inheritance is in his own hands, as long as he finds a true descendant.
He doesn't care about other things, it doesn't matter how the blood space is.
He is not a savior, and he has not such a great heart.
The atmosphere of Bajian City during this time is a little weird!
The frequency of the three events in the city seems to be much less, and it is not as frequent as before.
It seems that we rarely see the three sect disciples again, and even the battle between each other has stopped.
Although this change is very subtle, the residents in the city can still feel it.
In the season at the end of summer, the sun radiates its only brilliance.
The original green leaves gradually become yellow.
Autumn has begun to slowly open the golden curtain.
This morning, the breeze blew past Shenjian Mountain in the distance, rolled up a few strands of dust, and fell gently on the head of Bajian City.
A man in a golden robe walked slowly down from Excalibur Mountain.
He is carrying a long sword ~ ​​EbookFREE.me ~ Almost one step at a time, slowly coming towards Ba Jiancheng.
At the same time, far north of Bajian City, an old man stepped on the breeze and faced the morning light towards Bajian City.
He was carrying seven long swords behind him, and two large characters were written behind the green robe he was wearing.
"Tianyi."
On the west side of Bajian City, a middle-aged man wearing a blue robe walked step by step.
His figure was ethereal, as if it were between the void and reality.
Is still a long distance from the previous moment, and has appeared a few miles away from the next moment.
He was carrying a scabbard with no sword in it, which was very weird.
But his whole person was like a sharp sword with a sheath. Every step, there was Wugeng's sword spirit around him.
Ordinary people can hardly feel this sword spirit.
Only those who are very sensitive to the sword will find that the sword on the man with the scabbard is getting stronger and stronger.
He is gaining momentum. It is difficult to imagine what kind of scene it will be at the moment when this thick but sharp sword will erupt.
At noon on this day, people who respectively started from three different directions came to the gate of Bajian City at the same time.
Looked at each other and smiled indifferently.
"You are also here," Jian Yihai said with a smile.
"It seems that this time the adults value it very much, let us investigate at the same time."