Everyone quietly followed Aunt Ling, and rushed to the deepest part of the suspended island. After walking for more than 20 minutes, in the dense jungle, they finally saw a desolate ancient ruins with a huge one standing in it. Of the altar.
Aunt Ling led a few people forward. At the center of the altar, a stone pillar stood upright, and she held a fuzzy stone sculpture in her hand.
The stone sculpture flew up and down with gray, only a pair of eyes were bright red, full of evil spirits that were completely different from those of the Lingtu tribe today.
"Are you two ready?" Aunt Ling looked at Chu Lin and Ulan.
"Ready." The two nodded and said yes at the same time.
Aunt Ling turned her head and immediately put the stone sculpture into the void left by the stone pillar, and directly melted a little blood with her fingertips, and lightly shot it into it.
"The Clan Hall can only be opened with the blood of the Lingtu tribe, and every time the Lingtu tribe is opened, the power in the stone sculpture will be consumed. Now, that should be the last opportunity to open it, and the stone sculpture will soon be broken." Lan explained to Chu Lin softly.
Chu Lin nodded lightly. The Lingtu clan’s problem lies here. Once Ulan fails, there will be no next time. Therefore, this last time the Lingtu clan has been reluctant to make up his mind, and only hopes that there will be a real one in the Lingtu clan. Peerless genius.
Buzzing—
When the blood stains of Lin Yan fell on the stone sculpture, the Lingtu tribe on the stone sculpture seemed to come alive. The blood-red eyes flashed violently, and then he screamed to the sky. The sky roared suddenly, and the dark clouds were heavy, and the blood spots were directly affected by the stone sculpture. In the mouth.
Woo-
The blazing sound of unknown origin floated in the air, and a feeling of vicissitudes returned. The Lingtu stone sculpture on the stone pillar seemed to glance at Chu Lin and others faintly, and then there was light twisting in front of the stone pillar. Turned into a bloody door.
"You can go in, there is the Clan Yin Temple." Aunt Ling squeezed her palm tightly and slowly said.
"Master Chu Lin, stay with me, otherwise you will be rejected." Ulan's ruddy eyes looked at Chu Lin, and then he reached out his small hand and gestured slightly. Chu Lin hesitated for a moment, and then gently held it. The cold and silky touch conveyed. Here, the slight wetness undoubtedly reveals the nervousness of this little girl.
"Let's go." Chu Lin smiled faintly, and led Ulan directly into the Scarlet Gate.
Hum—
The blood-colored door flickered slightly, and a gleam of light enveloped the two of them. Then the door twisted and gradually blurred, and the two of Chu Lin disappeared directly.
Aunt Ling everyone looked at the two people who disappeared in the door, squeezed their hands, and talked more...
When they lowered their heads to pray, no one saw it, and the blood-red eyes of the Lingtu clan stone sculpture on the stone pillar turned to the disappearing door, and their eyes were extremely sad.
After entering the gate, Chu Lin clearly felt the violent tremor, and then the bloody light intensified. When the light gradually dimmed, Chu Lin's gaze quickly recovered, and then the gene energy ran rapidly.
Sweeping his gaze, Chu Lin found no danger. He could only see an endless blood-colored square. This square was like an unshakable plain with no end in sight.
Ulan's ruddy eyes looked around, then released Chu Lin's hand, and directly picked a direction to go. To the south, she seemed to have noticed the call of the ancestors.
Chu Lin followed Ulan closely, looking around, silver-white light and purple energy flashing in his hands.
After the two of them walked for ten minutes, a huge statue gradually emerged in front of it. The statue was 10,000 meters high. It only appeared after getting closer. The statue was also from the Lingtu tribe, just as magnificent as it was. Turned into substance, it was many times stronger than the stone sculpture outside. Even if he was watching from a distance, Chu Lin couldn't help but feel shocked in his heart.
"Is that the ancestor of our Lingtu clan..." Ulan looked at the stone carving from a distance, with hope in his eyes.
"That's a corpse!" Chu Lin was shocked when he approached. Where is this stone statue, it is clearly the remains of a bell rabbit tribe, no wonder it has such a terrifying aura!
Ulan walked quickly, and gradually stopped when he was a kilometer away from the corpse of the ancestor of the Lingtu tribe, and then knelt down towards the corpse, making a strange posture with his hands, and two soft ears directly appeared on the top of his head.
Chu Lin stood behind him, watching closely.
After Ulan made the ritual action, the sound of desolation and vicissitudes came from the front, the voice was like a poem, and returned to the sky in this world, telling the unknown past.
Buzzing—
The voice reverberated for a long time, Chu Lin could faintly feel that a strange wave aroused, the corpse of the Lingtu clan shouted, and the fine light spots floated upward.
The spot of light rose rapidly and turned into a person in the air. After the dazzling light dissipated, a woman stood in the air. She was dressed in quaint and graceful clothes, her face was seductive, her watery eyes seemed to tell endless sadness, and the world was eclipsed by it. .
"Ancestors..."
When Ulan saw the figure floating, tears flowed in her eyes.
"my child... "
The woman looked at Ulan, who was kneeling on the ground, with a gentle gaze, and then she stretched out her radiant palms and opened her hands toward Ulan with a gentle voice, "Child, I've been a long time, accept the inheritance I prepared for you."
Ulan looked at the figure in the sky, fascinated, and gently stretched her hand upwards, but just when her little hand was about to touch the light and shadow in the sky, she grabbed her other palm directly and firmly pinched Ulan's wrist.
Ulan was taken aback and looked at Chu Lin with a blank face, "Master Chu Lin..."
Chu Lin didn't care, but stared coldly at the seductive light and shadow woman, pulled Ulan directly behind him, and then said coldly, "You are not from the Lingtu tribe, who are you!"
Chu Lin's heavily guarded voice spread far in this empty square, seeming to make the world stagnate.
Ulan was also shocked by Chu Lin's words. Her body was cold at first, and then she forced a grudging smile, "Brother Chu Lin, isn't it possible? I can clearly perceive the blood connection between me and her... "
Chu Lin didn't respond, but stared coldly at the sky. In his eyes, silver and purple rays of light flashed at the same time.
"Boy, who are you! You are not from the Lingtu tribe!"
The seductive woman also stared at Chu Lin coldly, with a cold glow in her eyes, "My child, can the current Lingtu clan even disregard the clan rules? Even outsiders dare to bring them into the clan hall!"
"It's not like that..." Ulan was anxious on her face and opened her mouth to explain.
Chu Lin pressed her down and smiled softly, "No wonder the Lingtu clan came in and died one by one for so many years, don't you the Lingtu clan think that there is a problem?"
Ulan's body trembled slightly, and finally there was a sense of fear in her eyes.
"This woman is no longer the ancestor you admire." Chu Lin said coldly, and then looked at the seductive woman in the sky, "I'm right, dare you to ask who you are?"