I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

Chapter 466 No One Can Hurt My Friend

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An Bulang was very regretful. He thought he had perfected all the mechanisms to protect the Canglan royal family and Ji Hongxue from growing up safely, but he didn't expect that the royal family would still be wiped out.

All of this is probably not a problem with the royal family itself. After all, no one has the ability to provoke such an existence. An Bulang thinks it was his fault that led to the destruction of the royal family.

Which side is it?

Is it revenge?

But if it is really revenge, why not send someone to mock him and tell him?

And how did the other party know that he had a good relationship with the Canglan royal family?

The more An Bulang thought about it, the heavier his heart became. He felt that if it was really related to him, the strength of the enemy would definitely not be lower than that of Wendao Realm, and the most likely thing was that the Qingtian Demon Emperor would attack him. Of course, Qingxuan Real people are also possible...

"We searched around and found traces of giant beasts crashing into the palace. There must be more than one enemy. There are many footprints on the field, which should be a whole queue of people. We found extremely corrosive venom in many places. The toxicity of venom It is extremely terrifying and can melt magic weapons..." Jiang Siyuan led a team to investigate the situation in the capital and the palace, and then reported the collected information to An Bulang.

An Bulang knew this information when he came here.

However, based on this information alone, it is impossible to determine the origin of the enemy, or even the direction in which the enemy left.

It was such an overwhelming fight that there wasn't even a trace of a fight.

Even the large formation left by An Bulang was easily dismantled by the enemy.

"...The above is the information we have collected. It is initially determined that the enemy's strength is at the level of the Divine Sea Realm. I can't deal with it at all. Now I plan to report it to the higher-level law enforcement team!" Jiang Siyuan said.

"It's useless to report to a higher-level law enforcement team." An Bulang shook his head.

Jiang Siyuan was taken aback when he heard this.

An Bulang sighed: "Unless you can find Wendaojing and even Baidi Bai Jingyu..."

The audience fell silent.

The five law enforcement teams of the Bailing Empire all looked at An Bulang in bewilderment.

What did they just hear?

To deal with the affairs of this small country, it is actually necessary to send Dao Jing Da Neng and even the White Emperor?

"This... this..." Jiang Siyuan was a little confused.

"Don't worry, I'll look for clues..." An Bulang pondered for a moment, then asked, "When was the day when the accident happened?"

"Ten days ago." Wu Wanyue thought for a while and said.

"Ten days? Fortunately, it's not too long, I still have a way..." An Bulang pondered for a moment.

Jiang Siyuan and others were shocked.

"Master Daozi, there are no clues at the scene, what else can you do?"

Lu Chunyan was really curious and couldn't help asking.

They are veterans who have been engaged in investigations for many years. The entire capital was destroyed without any witnesses. The modus operandi was extremely cruel and unfamiliar. Even they had no clue what An Bulang could do.

She asked this, not because she questioned An Bulang's ability, but because she was wondering if she could learn something from An Bulang.

An Bulang didn't answer, but walked to the center of the palace and took out the Tianbao silver scepter in the ring.

His white clothes fluttered, and the silver light shrouded his whole body. He was extremely holy, like a saint in the world.

"Anything experienced will leave traces in the world."

"Everything in the world will remember what happened..."

Countless golden light particles appeared in An Bulang's pupils, and he looked up at the sky. The silver scepter suddenly smashed towards the ground, and a golden light curtain formed a ball spreading the world.

"The Prehistoric Time: The Memory of All Things!"

In an instant, the heaven and the earth resonate, and all things speak together.

In the void in front of An Bulang, countless pictures suddenly appeared.

This is a time-based spell, which can read what happened here through the memory of all things.

In terms of method, this is similar to the method used by Lord Hongsen to search the memories of creatures in the range to find out what happened, but the level of power is completely different. An Bulang's technique has to be so high that I don't know how many levels, even the most difficult power of time in Wanjie.

An Bulang can only use the lowest level of time spells at this moment.

Everything can perceive the world and record everything.

He can use the time spell to call out that video!

In front of An Bulang and the others, pictures began to appear one after another.

It was a picture of the royal palace being smashed by a gigantic beast.

Its body is two hundred feet in size, and its main body looks like a scarlet black tortoise. Every step it steps on the ground will cause it to shake violently, and there are countless sharp thorns on its back.

There are three ferocious snake heads with different colors on the top. They open their huge mouths, and either choose to eat people, or spit out a high concentration of putrid poison, poisoning everything to rot and melt.

"This strange beast...why is it so terrifying?" The powerful members of the Bailing Empire's law enforcement team, seeing the picture of that beast, can feel how terrifying that beast is. Just looking at its power, it is absolutely terrifying. The most powerful spirit beast in the Divine Sea Realm.

An Bulang's face was calm, he maintained the time spell, and continued to rotate the screen.

He "looked" into the palace hall.

There were more than a dozen monks in white robes, a benevolent young man in a golden robe, and a gorgeous and sexy woman in a red palace dress, kneeling on the ground with tears streaming down her face.

In front of her, Ji Yonghao was being tortured inhumanely.

"Sister Hongxue!" Ji Yinyin looked excited and rushed over, only to find that she was in vain.

What she saw was only real light and shadow.

"Say it?" The man's ruthless voice sounded.

Ji Hongxue shook her head.

At this time, Ji Yonghao's screams sounded again.

"Speak or not?" the voice sounded.

Ji Hongxue continued to shake her head.

Ji Yonghao's internal organs began to shatter.

"Speak or not?"

It was still an indifferent voice.

Ji Hongxue was trembling all over, tears kept rolling down her face.

"I'm sorry, father... I'm really sorry..."

Ji Hongxue suddenly used her hand as a knife, drew a sharp edge, and slashed towards her own neck!

The man in gold bent his finger, and the woman's arm was smashed into flesh and blood.

Before him, there was no chance of suicide.

At the same time, Ji Yonghao's limbs also began to be crushed.

"The people in the entire city, the entire palace, and all your relatives will be killed by you, just because of that secret? You are so cruel..." The young man in the golden robe said indifferently.

The woman in red knelt alone inside the palace hall, hugged herself with both hands, and buried her head on the ground. This kind of mental torture made her almost collapse.

"Sister Hongxue..."

Seeing a woman like this, Ji Yinyin could imagine how much pressure and pain she had endured.

The entire city, the entire palace, and all relatives died because of her secret. Even so, she chose to keep silent and guard that secret tightly...

In the end, Ji Hongxue watched everyone die.

She was also taken away by a dozen or so monks in robes and left this world.

The memory of all things in time is over.

An Bulang's face was pale and he was sweating all over.

This prehistoric-level technique is more difficult than what he used before.

The picture fades away.

Everyone looked at An Bulang as if they were looking at a fairy.

To be able to show the events that happened in the past, scenes and scenes incomparably real, this kind of technique can be said to be magical!

You must know that in order to gain insight into what happened in the office a quarter of an hour ago, Wang Ha almost destroyed himself and went to retreat directly.

As for An Bulang, he was able to use time magic to reproduce what happened in the entire palace ten days ago. This scene is just like a miracle!

If there is such a technique in handling a case, is there still a case that cannot be solved?

"Princess Ji Hongxue was taken away, what secret do they want from Princess Ji Hongxue?" Wu Wanyue's eyes widened, her face was full of curiosity.

"And what kind of secret is it that caused Ji Hongxue to suffer such intense mental torture, and she is unwilling to reveal it..." Jiang Siyuan murmured, with a pensive expression on his face.

An Bulang recalled the woman's tenacious and unyielding expression, the appearance of crying in pain, and felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart. He looked up at the sky and sighed softly: "Oh... why are you so stupid..."

"That's really just a very common and rubbish Qi training method..."

Now he finally understood that the enemy started to investigate Ji Hongxue for some reason, and then discovered that Ji Hongxue's qi training method was extremely brilliant, and wanted to set it out, which caused such a disaster.

An Bulang didn't expect that she would persist to this extent in order to keep the secret.

What a heartbreaking silly girl...

An Bulang held the silver scepter tightly, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Jiang Siyuan's expression was extremely solemn: "Thanks to Master Daozi's magical technique, now we can finally pinpoint who did it..."

Ji Yinyin became excited when she heard the words: "Who the hell is it? Let's go immediately to save Sister Hongxue!"

"Don't worry, this matter is no small matter." Seeing this, Jiang Siyuan hurriedly shook his head and stopped the girl from saying, "Calm down, I'm afraid this matter is really beyond our control..."

An Bulang looked at Jiang Siyuan: "You know something, just tell me."

Jiang Siyuan said: "From the clothes of those people, I can conclude that they are members of the Church of Light. And the young man in the golden robe, if I expected correctly, he is the leader of the Church of Light, Tong Guangzi!"

An Bulang could see that the members of the law enforcement team, after hearing the name of Tong Guangzi, had a look of fear and fear on their faces, and at the same time couldn't believe it.

"The Church of Light has always preached truth, goodness and beauty. I really can't imagine that they would do such a thing..." Lu Chunyan said with her pretty face turning pale, shaking her head.

"It involves too much at this time, let us go back and report to the royal family of the Bailing Empire." Jiang Siyuan turned around as he spoke, wanting to return immediately.

At this moment, his shoulder was held down by the boy.

"It's running out of time, how many days will it take to go back and forth again and again." An Bulang said.

Jiang Siyuan was taken aback, and immediately said: "But we can't do anything, we can't handle this matter..."

"Don't talk nonsense, lead the way!" An Bulang suddenly said sternly.

Jiang Siyuan was taken aback again: "What way?"

"Take me to the lair of the Church of Light!"

A shocking momentum suddenly rushed straight into the sky!

Like a real dragon waking up, it scattered ten miles of blood.

An Bulang looked into the distance, with a terrifying light in his eyes.

"I'm going to save people now!"

"Whoever dares to hurt my friend, I will kill him!"

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