call--

A huge aura swept through the entire cave like a storm. The broken body of the queen ant on the ground was pushed aside by the strong wind. The debris on the ground was cleared away, revealing a battlefield.

Wang Jiu stood up unhurriedly, with a kind of confidence that was as huge as his body. He took out two weapons from behind and grabbed them in his hands, a shield only the size of a pot lid, and a foot

There is a huge ghost-headed sword as long as a person.

According to normal people's standards, the shield is indeed a pot lid, but according to Wang Jiu's standards, it is at most the size of his rice bowl.

With the small one clasped on his arm, he swung the huge ghost-headed sword hard, and a whining sound of ghosts and wolves howled in the air. He looked at Song Zheng, and there was a cruel look in his two-colored eyes.

Firm: "No matter who you are, I will definitely kill you today!"

He jumped forward with a roar.

Song Zheng, however, leisurely taught his children: "You must remember that the most important thing in life is to be happy. The least important thing is this kind of crazy self-confidence. In addition, you can't imitate this fat man who talks dirty words."

…”

The two children had no idea what his preaching had to do with the situation in front of them.

Song Zheng looked towards Wang Jiu but didn't seem to see the ghost-headed sword that was coming right in front of him. His twenty-eight palms were half-opened, covered with a faint spiritual light, and silently blocked the left side of his body.

Swish——

The sword flashed brightly, but the oncoming sword was illusory. The endless shadow of the sword fell without killing anyone, but the illusory sword energy stung the person's skin.

And in front of Song Zheng's hand, a ghost-headed sword suddenly appeared!

when--

The knife struck hard in his palm, but was stopped by the spiritual light. A terrifying force erupted, impacting all around with a bang, completely destroying the entire ant hill.

The main structure of the ant hill was made of soil. The collapse immediately shattered them and buried them all underneath.

Song Xiaosheng rose into the sky, spitting out dirt, and said dissatisfiedly: "I told my father a long time ago that I could just smash the ant hill, but look at how dirty it is now.

"

Song Xiaotian also flew out and said: "Anyway, Yun Qianqian is doing laundry."

But there was no movement under the broken ant hill, and Song Zheng and Wang Jiu did not come out. The two children were curious, and suddenly Song Xiaotian grabbed his brother's little hand and flew dozens of miles away.

boom--

Another powerful force erupted under the ant hill, blowing up all the soil in an instant. Spiritual light continued to erupt in a vortex, and a deep battlefield was cleared in the center.

Song Zheng and Wang Jiu were wrestling with the ghost-headed sword. Song Zheng looked disdainful: "After all these years, you still use this trick when you first come up, a blow to the head, and then you hide the secret trick. Tsk-"

Wang Jiu yelled angrily, his eyes bloodshot: "Who the hell are you!?"

Song Zheng sighed and gently let go of his hand.

That Ghost-headed Sword is a weapon at the Yuan Sheng level, so it is extremely strong, otherwise it would have collapsed long ago. Even so, there is a clear fingerprint left on the blade, and every fingerprint on it is extremely clear.

He looked at Wang Jiu with a sad expression, and said slowly and heavily: "Now, I don't want to hide it from you anymore. I have been looking for you. You are my long-lost grandson!"

Wang Jiu was furious: "You dare to play tricks on me!" He waved a knife and activated his dual life souls, instantly reaching the terrifying level of Immortal Saint! Amidst the loud rumbling sound, the color of the world changed. This has already been achieved.

The limit that a piece of heaven and earth can bear!

The ghost-headed sword in Wang Jiu's hand kept slashing out with the might of the world. Every time the sword fell, it would leave a crack of hundreds of miles on the ground. In the blink of an eye, the land was completely broken, as if it was the end of the world.

Song Zheng's figure was erratic, and no matter how fiercely Wang Jiu attacked, he couldn't get a piece of his clothes.

He put his hands behind his back and said with some guilt and heartache: "If I were not your biological grandfather, how could I know everything about you? Your memory is confused now, but if I name a few names, you

There should still be familiar feelings, such as Wang Liuhui, such as Wang Chenshi, such as Wang Sigou?"

Wang Liuhui is Wang Jiu's father, Wang Chen is his mother, and Wang Sigou is his grandfather - how could Song Zheng not know these things?

In his confusion, Wang Jiu did feel that these names were very familiar, and they had a mysterious sense of intimacy.

"Child..." Song Zheng shouted kindly: "Grandpa, I have accomplished cultivation, so I look very young, but in fact I am very old. And I had no choice but to run away from home.

, now that I am back, I will give you family happiness. Your parents are no longer here, so let me, your grandfather, compensate you!"

Wang Jiu became more and more confused: "Are you really... my grandfather?"

"Hey! I am!" Song Zheng didn't blush at all, and showed a particularly excited look - he wasn't pretending like this.

He struck while the iron was hot and said: "When you were just born, I hugged you. I remember that there was a light black birthmark on your inner thigh. No one except your grandfather would know about it. Don't you still believe it?"

"This..." Wang Jiu was speechless. This birthmark was very secret. Indeed, no one knew about it, at least no one in this world knew about it. Although he still felt that something was wrong, he already believed it in his heart.

He held the Ghost Head Sword tightly and asked: "If you are really my... biological grandfather, why do you oppose me everywhere! My plan could have successfully become the king of the world, but it was all because of you again and again.

He showed up and failed me again and again!"

The more he talked, the angrier he became, and he raised the Ghost Head Sword again.

"My dear grandson——" Song Zheng shouted loudly: "You are confused!"

"You and my grandson have such abilities, why do you use the Soul-Eating Demon Ant to rule the world? Don't you understand that the Soul-Eating Demon Ant is notorious, and by using such methods, you have truly become the king of the world. Your son

The people will only fear you, but will not love you or admire you! As long as there is a chance, they will rebel and you will be annoyed. If this continues, one day you will not be able to hold on anymore, and then you will be defeated by those who are your subjects.

Kill the thief!"

Wang Jiuyi thought, this seems to be the case. But he was still very wary: "Will you help me?"

"Of course! Song Zheng said: "You are my grandson, if I don't help you, who will I help?"

Wang Jiu was confused and touched, and asked: "But now, I have become infamous in the whole world. Is there anything you can do?"

"Hahaha!" Song Zheng laughed loudly, walked over and hugged Wang Jiu's shoulders hard. Wang Jiu stiffened for a moment and secretly put away the ghost head sword, but only carried it behind his elbow, still a little defensive.

"Don't worry, your grandfather and I are now known as the Emperors Defenders. Let's do a few more things together, and then the true emperors of the whole world will be ours. At that time, we can raise our arms and conquer the twelve

Unify the imperial city, and then slowly conquer those royal cities. As long as the imperial city and the royal cities are unified, the rest of the small cities can all be surrendered with an edict!"

Just fooling around.

Wang Jiu thought about it seriously. In just one month, his "grandfather" had already changed the dynasty of two imperial cities. He indeed had the ability to realize the plan he just mentioned.

He couldn't help but nodded.

"At that time, grandpa, I will hand over the throne to you. Why do you want to be the king of the world so much?"

Wang Jiu's face turned red: "I...I haven't tasted the taste of a woman yet. I think the seventy-two concubines of the Three Palaces and Sixth Courtyard..."

"Tch!" Song Zheng said with contempt on his face: "Look at your potential!" He slapped Wang Jiu on the shoulder hard, and then led him to jump up to a nearby peak that had not yet collapsed, facing the vast world:

"You have to remember that you are my grandson, and this world is destined to be yours! Aim more ambitiously!"

Wang Jiu became distressed: "But I really can't find any other ambition."

Song Zheng was speechless for a moment, Fatty Wang, you are really honest. He said: "It doesn't matter, you can search slowly. Come on, I will take you to meet your... uncle and aunt..."

Wang Jiu's whole body tensed up: "What?"

Song Xiaotian and Song Xiaosheng also looked confused: What is going on? Aren’t we here to kill people? Why did it become a large-scale family recognition scene?

Moreover, this fat man is lustful, greasy, and very unlovable. How come he has become our junior?

Song Zheng stood behind Wang Jiu and winked at the two children: "Jiu, dear grandson, this is my adopted son and daughter, grandpa. Although she is young, her strength is unfathomable. I will definitely become your grandson in the future."

A powerful help to the throne!

However, when grandpa took them in, he didn’t expect that he would find you one day and that our grandpa and grandson would recognize each other one day, so it’s a bit embarrassing in terms of seniority. Otherwise, you don’t need to call them uncle and aunt, and you can be friends as equals...

"

Wang Jiu always felt that something was wrong. Although he did not really believe that Song Zheng was his biological grandfather, since Song Zheng could help him realize his ambition, it was not unacceptable to cooperate with him for the time being. Anyway, he was

I haven’t called Grandpa yet.

But these two children in front of me are actually a generation older than me? What is this?

Are we still friends with each other? Then I will also suffer a loss.

He was extremely unwilling in his heart, but finally agreed bluntly: "Okay."

"Haha!" Song Zheng laughed heartily. I'm full of traps. I'm not afraid that you, Fatty Wang, won't be fooled! He patted Wang Jiu on the back: "Okay, let's clean up. You can follow me back to Poshan City right away. Let's

My grandson’s next goal is the True Emperor of Poshan!”

Wang Jiu didn't understand. Almost every sentence emphasized the relationship between grandfather and grandson. I'm very happy to know that you found your grandson, but you don't need to talk about it all the time, right?
Chapter completed!