Chapter 1672

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Wind and Thunder Inanimate

"Jiang Zuomei, you're playing with fire. A battle between two Earth Immortals will cause catastrophic damage to Wind and Thunder City. Why … don't you stop?" Feng Ruji said coldly.

Jiang Zuomei sneered. He leaped into the air and floated in the air. Half of his body was covered in fire and the other half in ice, forming a mysterious cycle. It looked strange and unique.

"Hand over Zhuowen, and I'll stop immediately. Otherwise, I won't let this go!" Jiang Zuomei said coldly.

Feng Ruji took a deep breath and said with fire in his eyes, "Jiang Zuomei, you've forced our family to do this. You can't tell right from wrong and insist on fighting with us. Then, I have no choice but to ask the Ancestor for help!"

With that, Feng Ruji's eyes turned cold. He flipped his right hand and took out a token. He bit the tip of his tongue and spat a mouthful of essence blood on the token. With a crack, the token shattered. A ray of blood light shot out and went deep into the Wind and Thunder Family.

At that moment, in the deepest part of the Windstorm Clan, there was a small temple. There was a clay statue sitting in the temple, and if one looked closely, they would find that it was a middle-aged man with bulging muscles sitting cross-legged on the statue.

Whoosh!

The ray of blood light shot into the temple and stopped between the statue's eyebrows. Then, countless cracks appeared on the statue's surface. Rays of red light shot out from the cracks.

After these cracks appeared, pieces of hard soil fell from the surface of the statue. A middle-aged man with dark skin and bulging muscles suddenly opened his eyes.

"What's wrong with Feng Ruji?

Didn't I tell you?

Don't wake me up if you don't need anything. That brat woke me up with a Blood Contract Token. If there's nothing important, I'll break his legs. "

The middle-aged man's eyes were cold. He stood up and cursed.

However, he soon noticed a terrifying fluctuation in the sky above Wind and Thunder City. Then, he saw Lei Qingtian and Jiang Zhe fighting unscrupulously.

"Motherf * cker! Someone actually dares to attack the Windthunder Clan? Are they looking down on our Windthunder Clan?"

The coldness in the middle-aged man's eyes grew thicker. Then, he took a step into the air and instantly disappeared from where he stood.

Jiang Zhe, who was fighting with Lei Qingtian, had his eyebrows twitching non-stop, as if some unknown danger was gradually approaching him.

Rumble!

The instant the space between Jiang Zhe's eyebrows twitched, the space behind him suddenly collapsed. A terrifying giant hand instantly grabbed at his back.

"Damn it!"

Jiang Zhe cursed in a low voice and waved his snake spear to block Lei Qingtian's attack. Then, he took a step forward, and the Ice and Fire Lotuses bloomed under his feet. His speed increased to the extreme, and he barely dodged the big hand.

However, this giant hand was too terrifying. Although Jiang Zhe was not directly hit by this giant hand, he was still hit by the aftershock of this giant hand. He felt his whole body stiffen, and with a muffled groan, he retreated continuously.

Jiang Zhe's face was aghast as he wondered who the owner of this giant hand was. Just the aftermath of this attack was enough to cause his blood and Qi to boil, causing him to suffer a faint internal injury.

If he were to be hit directly, wouldn't he be seriously injured?

"Eh?

Your reaction is not bad, and your body movement is also quite fast. "

A soft sound of surprise came from the void, and soon after, waves of ripples spread out in the void. A middle-aged man with bulging muscles and a sturdy figure walked out, and he stared at Jiang Zhe who was retreating repeatedly with astonishment.

This middle-aged man had no aura on him, as if he was an ordinary person. However, the palm that he casually stretched out just now was enough to make an Earthly Immortal like Jiang Zhe retreat miserably.

This man was definitely not simple!

"Patriarch!"

"Patriarch!"

Lei Qingtian and Feng Ruji immediately bowed their heads respectfully. Especially Lei Qingtian, who was like a mouse meeting a cat. He immediately retreated dozens of steps and cupped his hands at the middle-aged man from afar.

"Lei Qingtian, why are you hiding so far away?

Am I a scourge or a ferocious beast?

Why are you so scared? "

Seeing Lei Qingtian's reaction, the middle-aged man was unhappy. He shouted at the top of his lungs. His voice was like thunder and wind, and it reverberated in the ears of countless people in the Windthunder City. It was as if there was an endless sound playing.

Lei Qingtian's face was full of bitterness. He could only brace himself and come to a hundred meters away from the middle-aged man. He nodded and bowed, and his attitude was as respectful as it could be.

In fact, Lei Qingtian could not be blamed for being so afraid of the Patriarch of the Windthunder Family. It was just that the Patriarch of the Windthunder Family was too eccentric and eccentric.

The middle-aged man liked martial artists with bad tempers the most. The worse their tempers were, the more he liked them.

In the past, Lei Qingtian's temper was much worse than it was now. Basically, he would fight whenever there was a disagreement. Every time he fought, there would be blood.

The Patriarch liked Lei Qingtian very much back then. Every day, he would summon Lei Qingtian to his residence and trample on him. He called it a kind of training for his will.

During that period of time, Lei Qingtian was the most miserable and f * cked up. He was almost tortured to death every day, and his flesh was torn open. There was hardly a day when he looked like a human being.

Because of this, Lei Qingtian's temper had improved a lot. At the same time, his heart was full of fear for the Patriarch.

"That's good. But who are these guys?

How dare they come to our Windthunder Family. "

The middle aged man nodded, and then he stared coldly at Jiang Zhe, Jiang Zuomei, and the others. His gaze contained a terrifying pressure, and even Earthly Immortals like Jiang Zhe and Jiang Zuomei felt their hearts tremble and thump wildly.

"The Patriarch of the Windthunder Family, Feng Lei Wuji …" Jiang Zuomei said with an ugly expression.

"They are from the Icefire Family. This person is the current Patriarch of the Icefire Family, Jiang Zuomei. This time, Jiang Zuomei is too bold. She dares to come to our Windthunder Family for a nobody. How hateful!" Feng Ruji answered truthfully.

Wind Thunder Wuji arched his eyebrows and said with surprise, "For a nameless person? Who is that nameless person?

Why would the Icefire Family mobilize so many people? "

"It's him!"

Lei Qingtian quickly pointed at Zhuowen, who was not far away, protected by Lei Tingqin and the eight lightning elemental elders.

At this moment, Zhuowen was wrapped in layers of lightning, like a dumpling. When Feng Lei Wuji's gaze fell on Zhuowen, Zhuowen's pupils shrank, and he secretly complained in his heart.

The pressure that Feng Lei Wuji gave him was even more terrifying than that of Jiang Zuomei and the other Earth Immortals. Moreover, Lei Qingtian and the others called him Patriarch. How could Zhuowen not guess that this person's cultivation was at the Sky Immortal Realm?

Feng Lei Wuji's gaze was extremely sharp, as if he had seen through him from head to toe.

Feng Lei Wuji was just casually glancing at Zhuowen, but soon, his gaze was fixed on him, and his face became serious.

"This boy has a part of the lightning elemental Wind and Thunder Saint Symbol. No, I feel that there is another Saint Symbol's aura on him. What is it?"

Feng Lei Wuji narrowed his eyes, and an unprecedented light burst out from his eyes. Immediately, he became serious and said with a smile, "No wonder the Icefire Family dared to cause trouble for our Wind and Thunder Family for this boy. It turns out that this boy has a trace of the Origin of the Icefire Saint Symbol. I didn't expect that this boy's luck would be so good. He actually has a part of two Saint Symbols in his body."

As soon as these words came out, Lei Qingtian and Feng Ruji were shocked, and then they revealed a look of understanding.

No wonder Jiang Zuomei was so eager to get Zhuowen. It turned out that Zhuowen still had a trace of the Origin that the Icefire Family had lost many years ago!

"Patriarch Jiang, no wonder you are so anxious. It turns out that this boy has a trace of the Icefire Saint Symbol's Origin. Haha!" Feng Ruji suddenly laughed.

Jiang Zuomei's face was gloomy to the extreme. She stared at Feng Lei Wuji and said in a deep voice, "Senior Feng Lei, as the Ancestor of the Wind and Thunder Family, do you want to bully the weak and intervene in the affairs of us juniors?"

Feng Lei Wu Ji laughed and said, "Bullshit! A bunch of bullshit! It stinks to the point where I can't even smell it! You've already fought your way into this old man's home. If I don't do anything now that I've come out, do you think there's something wrong with my head?

Or do you think I'm an idiot? "

Feng Lei Wuji spoke without any scruples. His cursing immediately made Jiang Zuomei's face turn gloomy.

"You juniors of the Icefire Family, get lost as far as you can. Otherwise, you won't be able to leave later," Feng Lei Wuji said indifferently.

Jiang Zuomei took a deep breath and said indifferently, "Senior Feng Lei's eyes are like torches. You can sense the aura of the Icefire Saint Symbol on Zhuowen's body. However, this thing is a treasure of our Icefire Family. We won't let this matter go."

"Since Senior Feng Lei has come out, our Ancestor will naturally not continue to be silent."

Speaking up to here, a huge Icefire Array suddenly appeared in the sky above the Windthunder City. The energy of ice and fire intertwined in this Array and finally turned into a stalwart figure.

It was an old man in an icy-blue and fiery red robe. His hair and beard were white, and his eyes were like torches.

"Jiang Binghan?"

Feng Lei Wuji narrowed his eyes and stared coldly at the old man who had suddenly appeared.

"Ancestor!"

With Jiang Zuomei as the leader, the group of people bowed to the old man in an extremely respectful manner.

Jiang Binghan nodded and immediately looked at Zhuowen with deep meaning. His eyes flashed and he laughed, "He really has a wisp of the Icefire Saint Symbol. This old man has been bitterly searching for this source for thousands of years. I didn't expect to find it today."

Speaking up to here, Jiang Binghan looked at Feng Lei Wuji and said, "Old man Feng Lei, let me have this boy!"

Feng Lei Wuji snorted coldly and said, "Jiang Binghan, aren't you too arrogant?

This boy also has the lightning attribute of the Windthunder Saint Symbol. Let you have it?

Do you think that's possible? "