The speed of the golden light Holy Son was very fast, reaching a limit, and the whole sky seemed to leave only that golden line.


    Seeing that the golden light Saint son actually escaped, Lu Zifeng sighed and didn''t speak.


    He has given me a chance.


    Lu Zifeng gave him this opportunity because the son of the golden light had a one-sided relationship with him, and because the ancestors of the golden light holy land were old friends with him.


    However, it is clear that the golden son did not cherish this opportunity.


    Escape.


    In front of Lu Zifeng, no one can escape.


    At this time, Lu Zifeng shot.


    With the adult''s orders on his head, Lu Zifeng couldn''t do it even if he didn''t want to do it again.


    What''s more, although the golden light holy land has friendship with him, the friendship is not good enough.


    Therefore, Lu Zifeng was merciless.


    At this time, Lu Zifeng pulled out his sword.


    His sword was fast and frightening. A cold light flashed and a bright white awn was shot out.


    The speed of the sword light was very fast. It seemed to move. There was no shadow. Lu Zifeng just scratched in the air.


    This sword light has been drawn behind the golden light son.


    A sound of cutting sounded. I saw that on the horizon, the golden dot was also divided into two, cut in half and dropped from the sky.


    The golden son,


    Die!


    After Lu Zifeng cut out a sword, he had already predicted the outcome. Therefore, he also took the sword directly and turned away.


    The purple robed old man stood there all the way over the three saints, and did not dare to move until he saw the golden light Holy Son cut in half by a sword. The purple robed old man wailed, and then drove Luan to find the golden light Holy Son''s body.


    "Finished processing?"


    Lu Zifeng returned to the fairy boat. Gu Zhun sat there and took a look at him.


    Lu Zifeng nodded immediately: "Lord Hui, the golden son is dead."


    "Well, sit down."


    Gu Zhun nodded and stopped asking. He was very relieved that Lu Zifeng had followed his old subordinates since ancient times.


    ……


    On the other hand, the team of the golden light holy land was moving forward in an orderly way. At one moment, there was a sudden sound of grief in a room above one of the buildings.


    A woman looked at the jade pendant in her hand and her face was blue.


    This jade pendant is a blood jade. The crack of the jade pendant shows that the owner of blood essence has lost his vitality.


    The golden son is dead!


    On xianluan, the saint''s eyes turned red.


    "Who is it? Who is it? I must take revenge!"


    The golden light saint''s heart filled with crazy killing intention.


    She and the golden light holy son grew up together in the golden light Holy Land in Xizhou. They are childhood sweethearts. After growing up, they have been consecrated as sons and daughters. If nothing happens in the future, they will become partners and jointly manage the golden light holy land.


    However, all this is broken today, and the golden son is dead!


    And still died in the eastern wilderness.


    Under your own eyes!


    If the blood jade pendant of the son hadn''t really cracked, the golden saint wouldn''t believe all this.


    She vowed that no matter how powerful the enemy was, since she dared to kill the son, she must avenge the son.


    The golden light Saint thought, and then she went out of the house. According to the instructions on the jade pendant, the team of the golden light holy land came to the last place before the golden light saint''s son died.


    Here, the three saints xianluan still stopped here. The old man in purple just found the two bodies of the golden light Saint son. At the moment, he was trying to find the saint. When he turned around, he saw that the saint''s team had appeared here.


    The old man in purple quickly walked over.


    "How did the son die?" the saint asked directly, in a low voice.


    Then, the old man in purple described what had just happened to the saint.


    After hearing this, the golden saint immediately looked gloomy and wanted to drip water.


    According to the description of the purple robed old man, it was two people who shot.


    The name of one of them seems to be Gu Zhun.


    Two East wasteland aborigines.


    "Good, good, it''s a good means to kill the son of the golden light holy land. Donghuang has been more and more brave these years. Gu Zhun, I won''t kill your nine families in the future, and my golden light saint''s name will be written backwards from now on!"


    The golden light Saint hated directly.


    However, what she doesn''t know is that if the golden light Saint son is still alive, I''m afraid she must remind the golden light Saint not to avenge him.


    Because the opponent is too strong, even their golden holy land is not a combination.


    As for the purple robed old man, it was because he had never seen Lu Zifeng, so he didn''t tell the saint Lu Zifeng''s identity.


    I''m afraid that if the golden light son is resurrected now, the first thing to do is to slap the old man in purple to death.


    Revenge on Lu Zifeng?


    Isn''t this harmful?


    However, the golden son is afraid that he will never have this opportunity again.


    ……


    At the same time, Gu Zhun''s Liuguang Yijie boat has sailed into the territory of the Dayan Dynasty, less than half an hour away from the imperial capital.


    Even song Qingyun, standing on the fairy boat, could see the outline of the imperial capital of the Dayan Dynasty.


    Looking at the scene of the imperial capital, song Qingyun couldn''t help feeling.


    It deserves to be the capital of a dynasty that has developed for tens of thousands of years!


    That scale is really grand!


    And in the hazy, on the imperial capital, there is a touch of rich purple, like the entrenchment of Kowloon, which is the spirit of the emperor.


    The Dayan Dynasty was suppressed by the dragon spirit. It was really not a lie.


    Song Qingyun, they have opened their eyes today.


    Even the old turtle couldn''t help tutting.


    "I can''t imagine that there is such a good thing in a poor place like Donghuang, dragon Qi! I haven''t seen it for many years. Dragon Qi is good for an old guy like me. If I take away these dragon Qi, I may be able to refine the remaining Xuanwu blood in my body and benefit immeasurably!"


    The old turtle couldn''t help saying.


    From his words, we can also hear that this dragon spirit must be a good thing.


    It is true.


    Dragon Qi, also known as imperial Qi.


    The nine realms have never been born. Only the imperial family can be born.


    Dragon Qi is precious. It envelops a dynasty and can ensure the prosperity of that dynasty for ten thousand years.


    If Longqi operates well, it can even resist the indiscriminate bombing of a true God.


    At the same time, dragon Qi is indeed a good tonic. Imagine that it condenses the Qi of a dynasty. Can it not be good?


    There is nothing wrong with the old turtle''s greedy eyes.


    However, Gu Zhun was not polite at this time and kicked it directly.


    "Donghuang is already poor. Your boy is still greedy for the dragon spirit of others. Be a man."


    Being kicked and scolded by Gu Zhun, the old turtle was directly kicked over, which made people cry and laugh.