Rong Yu beckoned to the demon cultivator in the distance. Seeing the demon cultivator quickly approaching him, he asked indifferently, "How many forces have not been eliminated?"
Mo Xiu replied respectfully: "People have already gone to several other places, and now only Ling's family is left."
The face of Rong Xian who was standing quietly sank suddenly, Ling Jia, Ling Jia, this is really haunted.
"What about the stronghold of that mysterious force?" Zuo Hufa suddenly asked
Mo Xiu hurriedly replied: "The venerable said that it will be handed over to her, and his subordinates have already sent people to surround all the strongholds."
Rong Xian smiled cheerfully, Amei went out, and that force would have no chance to survive. The long-cherished wish for many years will be fulfilled today.
Rong Yu saw that there was no other problem with the left guardian, so he ordered: "Everyone gathers to make the family, and no one is allowed to escape."
"Yes." The demon cultivator turned into a cloud of black mist and summoned everyone to quickly head towards Ling's house. Rong Xian looked at Rong Yu who was sluggish, and the disgust in her eyes was very obvious.
Her mind moved, and she took the lead in flying towards Ling's house.
At this time, the Ling family was already on alert, and the ancestors of the Ling family also came out of the retreat.
Everyone was concentrated in the hall, and the atmosphere was depressing.
Rong Xian arrived here abruptly at this moment. She stood in the hall, gently drifting past everyone, remembering every face, the innocent and not innocent, because tonight These people have to die, and she can't tolerate letting the family and the fish that slip through the net survive.
"Are none of the younger generation of disciples sent out?" The ancestor of the Ling family suddenly asked.
The Patriarch replied in a painful tone: "No, the outside world has long been imprisoned by the magic barrier, and anyone who wants to cross the barrier will turn into blood and disappear."
Hearing this, the old ancestor's expression instantly became sad, and the spirit and energy in his body also seemed to be taken away by something, showing his old state.
"Could it be that my Ling family is really about to exterminate the clan today?" The ancestor was devastated, "The blood of the family is cut off, how can I go to see the ancestors of the Ling family."
The atmosphere became heavy, and the overwhelming sadness spread throughout the hall.
At this time, a girl at the end of the hall on the left side said timidly, "Brother is outside."
Rong Xian's eyes stabbed sharply at the girl, causing the head of the family to look at the girl with sharp eyes, and her tone couldn't hide her urgency: "The children of the side branch? You just said what happened to your brother outside? What's his name? "
The girl clutched her father's corner tightly, and under her father's soothing smile, she mustered up her courage and said, "My brother is called Ling Juncong, and went to find the sword emperor's blood. He is not here."
Ling Juncong, it turned out to be really him!
Rong Xian's expression was a little complicated, and he had to admit that the boy had great luck, always turning bad luck into good luck, and having the help of nobles, he had the chance to come to the door.
If you want to kill Lingjun without being attacked by luck, you can only find a way to grind off the luck on him first. There is a certain amount of luck, not just unconditional giving.
Rong Xian rolled her eyes, and countless plans flashed one by one, each of which could bring Lingjun back to life.
Everyone in the Ling family was rushed to the main house by the magic cultivator. They wanted to send people out to leave a trace of blood for the Ling family, but now they suddenly heard the good news, and they couldn't hide their excitement.
The old ancestor slapped the table in surprise, and laughed loudly: "Okay, good, good name, good name, I'll make my family."
His tone rose sharply: "A thousand years ago, I made my family survive, and today I can make my family survive. Anyway, I'm going to die. I'll wait for the blood sacrifice to break through this barrier, and in exchange for a life, I will make my family come back to life. The capital brought to make you obey."
"Yes, I will follow the orders of our ancestors." Everyone responded willingly.
Hearing this heart-warming hope, Rong Xian's lips curled into a cold smile: "Oh, if I let you guys have the ability to make a comeback, it would be a joke."
The old ancestor looked at the girl with burning eyes, and said in a loving tone: "Little girl, blood sacrifice can give you powerful power in a short time, you must use this power to get rid of the demon cultivator as soon as possible, and find your brother as soon as possible to complete the task. But after the power of the blood sacrifice dissipates, you will lose your soul and tell the ancestors, are you afraid?"
Although the girl's face was pale, she still shook her head, her delicate little face was full of seriousness: "Don't be afraid, I will definitely find my brother."
"Okay." Old Ancestor Ling praised her and asked in a warm voice, "Tell Old Ancestor, what is your name?"
"Ling Junyi." The girl said crisply.
Ancestor Ling said sharply: "Jun Yi, remember to tell your brother that the enemy is a demon cultivator. I can't wait for him to take revenge, and let him be patient when he has no strength."
Ling Junyi nodded obediently: "Well, old ancestor, Junyi remembered it all."
"Okay." Old Ancestor Ling praised again. He took a deep look at Ling Junyi, and an obscure and strange force began to fluctuate around him, and this fluctuation enveloped all the clansmen in the blink of an eye.
He said in a deep voice: "My family suffered a great disaster a thousand years ago, and I was able to quickly survive it because there was a senior in my family in Zhongqianjie. Now that my family has been severely injured again, that senior will definitely avenge us, don't worry, Even if I die, the enemy will not live."
Rong Xian stood beside him erratically, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and she pretended to be regretful and sighed: "This is really a pity, you have exposed a big trump card of the family again."
If she misses this news today, then in the future, Ling Juncong, who has great fortune, will not be able to survive with the wealth left by the Ling family and the ancestor in the Middle Thousand Realms.
She glanced at the excited look of her family, and pondered, her right index finger and middle finger were put together, placed on the temple, and a soft sigh sounded in the hall, strange and unpredictable.
It was clearly a noisy environment filled with various energies, but that sigh that was so slight that it could be ignored resounded in everyone's mind, making people horrified.
Rong Xian blinked, a flash of understanding flashed in her eyes.
Her consciousness rested on the negative side of the sunshade, and at this time, the Ling family was filled with the dark power of blood sacrifice.
After she mobilized this power, it was understandable that Ling's family members who were about to sacrifice her blood could sense her.
"Who? Who is it?" Ancestor Ling, who was carrying out the blood sacrifice, suddenly shrank his pupils, and his powerful consciousness swept across the entire family, but he couldn't detect anything.
How is it possible, how is this possible!
Rong Xian stood in front of Old Ancestor Ling, and she uttered an inexplicable syllable: "Oh!"
"Who are you? Come out, don't pretend to be a ghost." Old Ancestor Ling's face was pale, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead.
The other clansmen didn't dare to take a breath, so Junyi hid behind her mother, biting her lip, shivering with fear by the unknown thing.
"Where is the senior, why are you teasing me and other juniors?" said the ancestor tremblingly.
What he can't perceive can only be stronger than him, and it is never an exaggeration to call him a senior.
And this senior appeared at this critical juncture, and he didn't know whether it was an enemy or a friend.
Rong Xian: Oops, I like to have pig teammates to slow down the big luck person O(∩_∩)O
(End of this chapter)