Chapter 42 - First God of Killing in All Ages - NovelsTime

First God of Killing in All Ages

Chapter 42

Author: zhan shen yu ge
updatedAt: 2025-05-09

Yang family hall.

    The Soviet emperor sat on the throne.

    This is Yang Long''s decision.

    From a series of things that the Soviet emperor had done before, he knew that the strength of the young man in front of him was much more terrible than him.

    And it seems to have something to do with their Yang family.

    Three imperial level skills.

    That''s enough to make him the head of the house.

    But he knows.

    The attraction of the Yang family owner.

    Totally unqualified to attract teenagers in front of you!

    “……”

    "Step."

    After a while.

    Yang Xinxue appeared in the hall and changed her red dress. At this time, she was wearing a purple dazzling skirt.

    Red makes Yang Xinxue look bright and moving.

    As for the purple dress, it not only sets off the girl''s figure, but also fills her with a charming and charming meaning.

    The beauty is thrilling.

    Now Yang Xinxue is only 18 years old.

    But it has grown so beautiful.

    If it takes another three or four years.

    Absolutely charming.

    "Xin Xue, you..."

    Yang Hong''s face suddenly changed, exclaimed, hurriedly got up, quickly came to Yang Xinxue, and looked at each other in surprise.

    "Xinxue, did you break through?"

    When Yang Xinxue heard the speech, her bright and moving face was ruddy.

    I dare not even look at the Soviet emperor in the hall.

    She smiled and said.

    "Yes."

    "All this is the childe''s credit!"

    Yang Xinxue said.

    "Hiss."

    "This."

    Yang Luo and other elders also felt Yang Xinxue''s breath and suddenly got up.

    "This speed."

    "I remember the previous realm of Xinxue. It should be the third grade of Wangang realm."

    "Now the realm of Xinxue has reached the seven grades of Wangang realm."

    "It''s so fast."

    "But it''s only an hour. It can break the four realms!"

    Yang Hong exclaimed.

    "Ha ha ha!"

    "OK."

    "Worthy of being the genius of my Yang family, a generation of beautiful girls!"

    Yang Hong opened his mouth and said in surprise.

    Luo Ling looked at Yang Hong''s surprise and couldn''t help smiling. However, when she saw Yang Xinxue''s red face, she looked at Su Donghuang again.

    Seems to think of something, can not help but smile gently.

    Xinxue, work hard.

    Mother supports you.

    No one knows a woman like a mother.

    She could feel that Yang Xinxue seemed to have inexplicable feelings for the Soviet emperor.

    But these are not what their parents can control.

    Of course, she is very satisfied with the Su Donghuang. If she were to be the Su Donghuang''s mother-in-law.

    That''s good, too.

    However, it still needs Yang Xinxue''s efforts.

    “……”

    "Pa!"

    "Thank you, childe."

    Yang Hong knelt down, looked at Su Donghuang and said gratefully!

    What he can be sure of now is.

    Their Yang family is really cursed.

    As for the curse of the Yang family, all have been broken.

    All this is given by the young man in front of him.

    So the Yang family can be reborn completely because of the youth in front of them.

    Yang Luo and other elders of the Yang family can''t help kneeling.

    Immediately they wanted to kneel down.

    But the Soviet Emperor didn''t give them a chance. With a big hand and a gentle force, he lifted several people up.

    "Hiss."

    "This."

    The elders are the existence of the astrological realm. Now the Soviet Emperor just waved his hand and picked them up.

    What a terrible strength!

    "Don''t thank me."

    "These are what you deserve."

    Su Donghuang said calmly.

    "Childe, did you really get the inheritance of evil sword fairy?"

    An elder dared to ask.

    "Fucking fart!"

    "How can evil sword fairy compare with Childe."

    Yang Hong''s face sank and said angrily.

    If I hadn''t met the Soviet emperor before.

    He really thought that the Soviet emperor had been inherited by the evil sword fairy, but now he wouldn''t think so.

    No one in the whole daxiayuan Dynasty saw the curse of their Yang family.

    How could the evil cultivation a hundred years ago be linked to the youth in front of him.

    I don''t believe him!

    And this is clearly rude to the childe.

    Is the Xing family a bunch of brainless guys.

    It''s really funny.

    "Ha ha."

    "Evil sword fairy, he is not qualified to wear shoes for my childe."

    "How to inherit it."

    "In my eyes, his legends are just children playing and making trouble."

    Su Donghuang said calmly.

    The body broke out with amazing majesty for no reason!

    Yang Hong and others looked strange. Although the evil sword fairy was evil Xiu, what he did was absolutely a great event a hundred years ago.

    If the first emperor had not appeared, I''m afraid the great Xia Yuan Dynasty would collapse.

    In front of Su Donghuang, the evil sword fairies are all minor mischief. I''m afraid what they do is in the childe''s eyes.

    Just gave birth to a baby.

    They were ashamed.

    "What you said is very true."

    Yang Hongdao.

    “……”

    "How long have you Yang family been in the wilderness holy land?"

    The Soviet emperor asked calmly.

    "Yes."

    Yang Hong frowned and seemed to be thinking, "it should have been five or six hundred years to return to childe."

    "Do you know why your Yang family came to the wilderness holy land?"

    Su Donghuang continued to ask.

    "Well, I asked the last owner about it."

    "He once told me that our Yang family is not a native family in the great wilderness holy land, but a exile here."

    "It seems that our Yang family suffered a disaster of destruction. The Yang family had nowhere to hide, so they came to the great wilderness holy land."

    Yang Hong said with a bitter smile.

    Listen to the sad meaning of the voice.

    Do they know that their Yang family was once a famous family, a family in the wilderness holy land. In their ancestors'' Yang family, it was like the existence of mole ants.

    But it didn''t last long. The Yang family was brilliant for a while, and then began to decline.

    Su Donghuang''s eyes gradually became cold, and there was endless killing intention in his eyes.

    Yang Xinxue''s delicate body trembled.

    Seems to feel the anger of the Soviet emperor.

    Raised his eyes and looked at the Soviet emperor.

    There was a touch of confusion in his eyes.

    "By the way, young master, come with me."

    "There is a painting that has been handed down from ancestors."

    Yang Hongdao.

    "Master, are you going to..."

    "That''s the ancestral map of our family!"

    Yang Luo was surprised.

    I didn''t expect Yang Hong to let people outside the Yang family see the ancestral map of the Yang family!

    Luo Ling and Yang Xinxue were surprised by Yang Hong''s practice.

    But after thinking about it, there seems to be nothing wrong.

    Because of the Soviet emperor, the Yang family was reborn.

    Yang Hong and others left the hall with the Soviet emperor!

    In an attic of the Yang family, the attic is not magnificent, but it seems very plain. However, the Soviet emperor can clearly feel that there are countless eyes staring at everything around the attic.

    There are also some arrays all over the world.

    The attic has three floors.

    The attic on the third floor is a very empty area. There are no tables, chairs, benches, porcelain and windows. After arriving at the third floor.

    The third floor is directly lit up.

    "Childe, you see, this is the ancestral picture handed down by our Yang family!"

    Yang Hong said respectfully.

    In the picture, there is a middle-aged man in a brown robe, with a beard and bright eyes.

    He pinched his waist with one hand and held the wine pot with the other.

    The whole person sat in an ancient mountain with misty clouds.

    "Invincible."

    The Soviet emperor whispered softly.

    This is an invincible portrait.

    Ten thousand years later, in a foreign country, I see my former men again.

    An atmosphere of nostalgia and sadness lingers in my heart.

    He is a true murderer. There are hundreds of millions of dead bones under his feet, but he is also a man of flesh and blood.

    "Huh?"

    "This is!"

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