The ancestor of the seven-story altar is the ultimate strength of the Gu Mi family. Usually he rarely comes out, but this time the family is facing the danger of annihilation, and he must come out. As the ultimate force of the family, he possesses power similar to that of the patriarch.
The others are the ancestors who have great power in the family. Everyone's face is ugly, and their eyes are fixed on the patriarch.
Patriarch Mi Zhengji's face was ashen, he held a jade talisman in his hand, and gritted his teeth and said: "Zhengfeng is dead, my brother Mi Zhengfeng is dead! I want to know, who the hell has provoked such a powerful enemy? !"
The professional of the seven-story altar is named Mi Zhong, a super fat man. He always compresses the altar into a flat shape and always sits on the altar. This is not because he is lazy, but because his two legs are already Completely integrated into the altar, once the altar collapsed, he could not even move.
Mi Zhong asked indifferently: "Is the news sent last? Who is in charge of this?"
Mi Zhengji stared at a tall and thin man with a skeleton-like face, his eyes flickering like ghosts, his face was extremely ugly, with a blackish blue and a little bit of sweat on his forehead. Just listen to him say: "Uncle, Patriarch, this is my responsibility"
Mi Chong slammed the altar and shouted, "Mi Peng, you bastard! Such an important matter has only been reported to the patriarch until now, and they were all slaughtered to the core continent. Are you a fucking dead person?"
Mi Peng shivered all over, he gritted his teeth and said, "It's because they appeared too suddenly, we didn't have time to react at all, and the speed of news transmission was too slow, so I knew it too."
The patriarch Mi Zhengji is a giant man, three meters tall, with thick hands and feet, and a bare head. His huge body is born with an invisible coercion. He shouted: "Bastard! You fucking bastard! How do you manage it? Are all your ancestors dead? Usually don't know any news? Fuck!"
The ancestors did not look at the usual brilliance, but at this time they didn't even dare to breathe, and they bowed their heads and listened to Mi Zhengji's reprimand. Then everyone heard Mi Zhong scolding again: "Mi Peng, if there is no solution to this matter, I will tear you apart! Now, tell me the whole damn thing!"
Mi Zhong is the real patriarch in the family. If the patriarch did something wrong, he would dare to scold him. The strength of the seven-story altar is enough to despise any family member.
Although Mi Peng is the chief executive of the family, his power is terrifying, but his real strength is the three-tier altar, which is worse than many ancestors, but he is good at management. In the family, if there is no accident, his position is second only to the patriarch. Although it was the decision of everyone at the top to occupy and attack the middle and low-level continents, he was the real executor, and he was in charge of commanding operations for almost all major matters in the family.
After all, Mi Peng had been the chief executive for so many years, and he gradually calmed down, mainly because he couldn't bear the pressure of Mi Zhong's ancestor. After a long while, he said: "So far, we have suffered a lot, and many of our clan masters have died. The identity of this group of people seems to be a professional master from a certain continent occupied and plundered by our family. They are probably traveling abroad. When they found out that their family or sect was destroyed, they came to take revenge on purpose.”
Mi Zhong had a gloomy face, and said lightly: "What is their strength according to the news so far?"
Mi Peng said: "We got news from Mi Xia City that there is one professional with a seven-story altar, one with a six-story, one with a fourth-story, and three professionals with a one-story altar. It is particularly noteworthy that Chen Tianyao is also among them. Well, one more thing, the professionals on the sixth and seventh floors have soul altars!"
Mi Zhong didn't feel much pressure when he heard that the other party had professionals with six and seven layers of altars, but when he heard that these two were actually soul altar owners, his face changed slightly, and his heart was tumbling violently. Just kidding, messing with a soul altar professional is not a big trouble.
Mi Zhengji gritted his teeth and said, "Two soul altar professionals! How the hell did this start!"
All the ancestors present were in a cold sweat. Soul altar is a specific kind of altar, which is basically the inheritance of Heifu people, and the professional who owns the soul altar, the way they advance is to kill, and this kind of master can challenge by leaps and bounds. If it is an ordinary altar professional, with the strength of Mi Zhong's ancestor, plus other ancestor-level masters in the family, it is enough to kill each other, but now it is a big trouble. Once Mi Zhong can't contain it, they will face a fight. massacre.
How to do
After a long while, Mi Zhengji asked, "Is it possible to resolve it?" Although his temper was irritable, he was a shrewd person, otherwise he would not have been able to sit in this position.
With a bitter look on Mi Peng's thin face, he said slowly: "It's impossible because in the past few decades, the continents we occupied have basically given up, almost all the professionals have been killed, and there are only a few female occupations. The other party became slaves, and the entire population of the continent was completely plundered, and all became slaves. I don’t think the other party will reconcile with us.”
Mi Zhong couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat, which was too vicious. He seldom pays attention to the actions of the family, and he will not come out until the time of the crisis in the family. He was a little puzzled: "Don't you know that an ancient family can conquer the middle and low-level continents by various methods, why use such a drastic method?"
Mipeng said: "Because it is a middle and low-level continent, there are generally no altar-level masters. In their place, the great master is the top professional, so"
Mi Zhong angrily slapped the top of the altar and scolded: "Idiot, you idiot! Who doesn't know the masters of the middle and low-level continents, all go out to find opportunities for promotion, they will not stay on the original continent"
Mi Peng whispered: "Even if there are a few altar-level masters, it will not shake our family."
Mi Zhong wanted to slap him a few times, he said coldly: "Yes, yes, there are no altar-level masters, fuck, tell me, the few altar-level masters who came here this time, fuck you Can you stop it?"
Mi Peng was very aggrieved, but he didn't dare to refute it. This feeling made him feel so uncomfortable that he wanted to vomit blood. After a while, he said, "I-I"
Mi Chong scolded angrily, "You bastard!"
Although Mi Zhengji was also furious, he was the patriarch after all and said, "Tell me, how are you going to solve this trouble?"
Mi Peng said: "We have already gone to the employment association and recruited a group of altar-level experts plus our family's staff. If we can concentrate our strength, we should be able to defeat them."
Mi Zhengji pondered for a moment and said, "It doesn't make any sense to defeat them. We have to kill them. The threat is too great. Ancestor, what can you do?"
The fat on Mi Zhong's face trembled a little, and he said, "No, Mi Peng's method won't work. The opponent is not a dead person. They are waiting for you to besiege them. As long as they keep swimming and attacking, you can't do anything about it."
Mi Peng smiled bitterly: "It was too sudden and we didn't have time to arrange it."
Mi Zhengji had a gloomy face, and Mi Zhengfeng's death hit him hard. After a long while, he said: "As long as they can suppress the two soul altar professionals, those people are not afraid."
Mi Peng was in a mess, not knowing what to say. After hesitating for a while, he said, "Ancestor, can you invite that person?"
Suddenly, there was a buzzing sound in the lobby. Obviously, the ancestors all know who that person is.
Mi Zhong's face changed slightly, he hesitated for a moment, and said, "It's not good for that person to pay too much, and he is not very friendly to our family."
Mi Peng said: "No matter what the cost, as long as we can invite that person, we can hope to solve the crisis we are facing now that destroys the family and the family. As long as this crisis can be solved, everything is worth paying for. Come back, and the ancestor is familiar with him, it is better for you to invite than us."
Mi sighed heavily and thought, "Is that person so easy to invite?" But at this point, his ancestor couldn't stay out of it, and said, "Okay, I'll do my best, you have to be ready, this The price will definitely not be small, and the things that person needs will not be ordinary items."
Mi Peng said: "Don't worry, I am responsible for mobilizing from various continents and big cities. As long as we have what we have, we will not be stingy."
Mi Zhengji said: "Even if the family doesn't have it, you can issue a mission and let people find it!" He also made up his mind and said: "As long as that person is willing to come, we will definitely be able to kill those scourges! Don't let it go." He had a fierce look on his face.
At this time, a letter talisman flew over and was grabbed by Mi Peng. After a little inspection, his face suddenly turned purple. Mi Zhengji asked, "What's wrong? Or those people?" As soon as he finished speaking, seven or eight letter talismans rushed through the gate, and one of them belonged to Mi Zhengji, and he also caught it.
"City of Prayers! How could they go to City of Prayers?"
All the ancestors opened their mouths in shock.
After Mi Zhengji roared, his straight back suddenly hunched down. Qing Prayer City has the largest inheritance altar of the ancient Mi family. One of the inheritance altars was left by an eight-story altar master in the family. It is the most famous and highest-level inheritance altar in the family. It is related to the inheritance of the family. Survival of the family.
Mi Peng was trembling all over. At this moment, another letter talisman flew over. He stretched out his hand and grabbed it, looked at it a little bit, and couldn't help howling: "I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill these bastards, ah, ah"
Mi Zhong shouted, "Mi Peng!"
Mi Peng turned two circles on the ground and stomped his feet: "They destroyed our family's inheritance altar! They destroyed all high-level inheritance altars!"
Mi Zhengji and Mi Zhong stood up abruptly, but Mi Zhong stood up half of his body, and his legs were still stuck in the altar. The two stared blankly at Mi Peng. Mi Zhengji's face turned black, and just as he was about to speak, a mouthful of blood spurted out.
The crowd was in chaos.
Mi Chong sat down suddenly, he slapped the altar, and the altar flew up. He said: "I'm going to invite that person, no matter what the price! Mi Peng! You fucking prepare it for me, as long as I promise that person's things, no matter what method you use, you have to find it for me!"
Mi Peng's eyes were red, and he said, "Sure! I will definitely find anything Old Ancestor Qi needs!"
After a long while, I heard Mi Zhengji roar: "We will never die!"