Martial God Conqueror

C1335



C1335

"Boom!"    

    

The moment the youth's face appeared, many auras in the surroundings suddenly surged and many elders in the elders' seats were flabbergasted.    

    

On the golden battle cloud in the sky, beside the elders seats at the side of the plaza, on the plaza, Jialou Jueyu, Jialou Cailing, Jialou Juekong and all the other outstanding existences in the young generation of the Golden Winged Roc Clan, all had a shocked expression.    

    

"It's him!"    

    

Numerous stunned gazes were focused on the black haired, black-robed, young man as if they were struck by lightning.    

    

Standing in the square, the black-haired, black-robed youth looked extremely handsome. His aura seemed soft and elegant at first glance, especially his black hair, which had a silky luster to it, giving it the appearance of a prince.    

    

"Dad, ninety-three years later, I'm back."    

    

The black-haired, black-robed youth stood on the plaza, looking at Jialou Changtian who was seated in the seat of elders, he bowed and saluted, then revealed a smile to all of the elders, and said: "Elders, long time no see!"    

    

"Father, he is ?"    

    

Du Shaofu's eyes trembled, he looked at the black robed man, calling Jialou Changtian father, isn't that the son of the clan leader of the Golden Winged Roc Clan, Jialou Changtian?    

    

"Eh?"    

    

Looking at him, Du Shaofu's brows suddenly twitched. He sensed that the aura on the black-robed, black-haired youth seemed to faintly exist. A familiar yet unfamiliar feeling gushed out from his heart.    

    

However, that feeling soon disappeared from Du Shaofu's heart. It was very strange.    

    

"Jueming, you're back!"    

    

Just as Du Shaofu was deep in his thoughts, a golden light surged within Jialou Cailing's eyes. Her tall and slender body trembled, and with light steps, her eyes seemed to be filled with disbelief, as she instantly rushed to the front of the black-robed, black-haired youth. At the same time, she said happily, "Father, Jueming is back.    

    

Looking at Jialou Cailing who had rushed over to his side, the black robed black haired young man smiled, his nose was straight, his skin was like jade, he said softly: "Big sister, it's me."    

    

"It's good that you're back. Let's not go anymore and stay in the tribe."    

    

Jialou Cailing caressed the face of the black-robed, black-haired youth, feeling very happy.    

    

"Jueming is back!"    

    

"Jialou Jueming, Jialou Jueming is back!"    

    

"The Devil Bone has returned!"    

    

The quiet surroundings finally began to be filled with commotion.    

    

Numerous stunned gazes landed on the black-robed, black-haired young man. In the entire Golden Winged Roc race, there were probably only a few people who did not recognize the black-haired young man, other than a few young cubs.    

    

"Jialou Jueming has returned, could it be for the words from 93 years ago!"    

    

Suddenly, a middle-aged man in the crowd looked at Jialou Jueming from afar, his expression filled with shock, and also a tinge of fear.    

    

In fact, many of the young disciples couldn't help but take a step back in fear when they saw the black-haired, black-cloaked young man.    

    

"What are you doing back here?"    

    

Jialou Changtian, who was sitting in the middle, spoke up. Looking at Jialou Jueming, he did not have any additional emotions.    

    

"Come back and fulfill my promise. Back then, I had said that as long as I don't die, I will return today."    

    

Jialou Jueming looked at his father Jialou Changtian, his expression still calm, as though he was looking at a bystander.    

    

At this moment, the smile on his face was very calm, giving off a familiar yet unfamiliar feeling.    

    

Hearing Jialou Jueming's words, the gazes of the surrounding Golden Winged Roc s, from the protectors of the elders seats, instantly surged with golden light.    

    

Jialou Cailing's eyes trembled, his tall and slender body secretly shivered, and felt helpless. Looking at the black haired young man in front of him, his expression was sour.    

    

She had been waiting for him to come back. She had also been looking for him, but she was also afraid that he would come back.    

    

Jialou Cailing was very clear about his temper and personality. This was what she was most worried about, but now, the thing she was most afraid of had still happened.    

    

"Do you think you have the strength and qualifications to fulfill your promise?"    

    

Jialou Changtian stared at Jialou Jueming, without getting angry, he had his own aura, looking down upon the world, it was enough to make people shiver.    

    

"I'll only know after testing my strength. I am a disciple of the Golden Winged Roc Clan, and no one can change that. Today, in the Family Competition, I have the qualifications! "    

    

Suddenly, his voice became sharper, and he said, "Ninety-three years ago, I said, as long as I don't die, I will definitely return. With my own strength, I will defeat everyone, and take back everything that belongs to me, I will let all of you know, without you, I will not have anyone who can defeat me, and I will take all the benefits this time!"    

    

Jialou Jueming's voice was not loud, but it was as sharp as a blade, causing the powerhouses around them to retreat in shock.    

    

"Unfilial son!"    

    

Jialou Changtian slapped the chair beside him hard. On the simple chair, a gust of wind was blowing, the sound was trembling, the sharp golden light in his eyes was surging, striking fear in one's heart and soul.    

    

At this moment, on all four sides of the plaza, the Golden Winged Roc cubs perched atop the towering trees were staring at the black clothed black haired Jialou Jueming in the plaza, their eyes revealing astonishment and astonishment.    

    

"Who is he? The son of the chief? Why haven't I heard of him?"    

    

A young Golden Winged Roc asked the Golden Winged Roc beside her in a low voice. Feeling the current atmosphere within the clan, she was very suspicious.    

    

"Lower your voice. He is the son of the Patriarch, Jialou Jueming. In his possession is the Devil Bone.    

    

Although it was older and had not seen the battle back then, it had once again heard its clansmen secretly mention it.    

    

"What?! Being able to compete with the Second Commander in a tie?!"    

    

Many Golden Winged Roc cubs around them felt it was inconceivable when they heard this.    

    

"What's the Devil Bone, what happened that year, why hasn't he been in the clan all this time?"    

    

A young cub asked curiously, feeling very curious.    

    

"Stop asking, be careful not to offend the punishments."    

    

An older Golden Winged Roc cub berated the younger cubs. It did not know much, but it did know that these things were forbidden within the clan. It even tightly sealed off the outside world from spreading the news.    

    

In fact, the clan members were unwilling to discuss this matter too much right now, so it was better for them not to pry too much into it.    

    

"In your heart, I am an unfilial son. 93 years ago, you made the decision to call me father because you are truly my father. If I could have chosen, I would not have chosen you."    

    

Jialou Jueming looked at Jialou Changtian, his expression changed, but quickly recovered back to normal, and looked at Jialou Changtian indifferently.    

    

"Within the Golden Winged Roc race, there seems to be another story as well."    

    

Seeing what was in front of him, Du Shaofu's eyes moved slightly. Without saying a word, he quietly watched.    

    

"Good, good, good!"    

    

Jialou Changtian shouted out three good words consecutively, as he stared at Jialou Jueming. His eyes were like golden lightning, and his expression was imposing.    

    

"Jue Yu, go all out, don't show any mercy!"    

    

When the last good word fell, Jialou Changtian, who had a solemn expression all along, said as he looked at the golden battle cloud in mid air.    

    

"I'm afraid the person you're counting on will be unreliable."    

    

Jialou Jueming said indifferently, as though he was saying this to his father, Jialou Changtian. In his tone, there was a hint of arrogance and conceit, he then stomped his feet on the ground slightly, his body rising up into the air, his eyes looking at Jialou Jueyu.    

    

"There's no need for that. If you were blaming me for it, I could have given it to you now. You just need to come back."    

    

Looking at Jialou Jueming, Jialou Jueyu let out a soft sigh. He had always been thinking that the black-robed youth in front of him would not return today.    

    

"For me?"    

    

Jialou Jueming laughed, and said indifferently: "Do you think you're on top, or are you giving me a gift? I didn't blame you before, and it's the same now. To me, the item from back then isn't important anymore. "What I want now is to let all of you know. All these years, even if you managed to obtain that item, you are not my match now. At that time, I'm afraid it will be a form of mockery."    

    

"Jueming, we are still a clan after all, why would it be so tough? If you want to be number one, so what if I give it to you. Jialou Jueyu opened his mouth and looked at Jialou Jueming, his expression calm.    

    

"What a joke. Whether I come back or not has nothing to do with you."    

    

Jialou Jueming looked at Jialou Jueyu, and said: "If you really wanted to admit defeat, I would have accepted it happily, but it's a pity that the once majestic Golden Winged Roc Clan, the supreme beast of the world, is now cowering in fear, not as strong as it was in the past."    

    

Hearing Jialou Jueming's words, many of the elders in the elders seats frowned.    

    

"Sigh, if that's the case, then let's do it. I have also been waiting for this day for the last 93 years."    

    

Jialou Jueyu said. The reason why he was unwilling to break through to the Beast Domain so long ago was for the final benefit of this time's competition.    

    

At this moment, Jialou Jueyu knew that both sides had prepared for this battle for 93 years. It was inevitable that they would have to fight!    

    

"Is that so? Ninety-three years, after today's battle, I will prove how laughable they were back then!" Jialou Jueming's voice was loud and shook the air, his heart seemingly filled with resentment.    

    

"You have your grievances, but the clan has its own considerations. If you want to prove that you are right, then do it!"    

    

As soon as he finished speaking, Jialou Jueyu swept his long sleeve and a wave of boundless aura immediately rushed out like a volcano.    

    

In that instant, a surging golden light shot into the sky. Accompanied by the wind and thunder, it 'rumbled' through the skies!    

    

Boom!    

    

Suddenly, an enormous pressure descended, causing even the world around them to tremble!    

    


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