Chapter 349

Brush Brush Brush –

Several wind-breaking sounds sounded, and a bald head in a white monk's robe was the first to arrive, wearing the face of a Bodhisattva of Compassion on his head, and through the mask, Ye Ling could know what this kid was thinking.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, put down the blade in your hand. Immediately, the bald head turned his mask to Ye Ling, "However, the night donor is also at fault, if you invite it honestly, the little monk is willing to persuade the Xuanyi donor to let go of the hatred."

Resentment. ”

[You're not a good person either!]

Ye Ling scolded in his heart, and said with a dry smile, "How can I hide something from you?" right, look at Xuanyi's current appearance, how dare I hide things?"

The bald head shrugged his shoulders, folded his hands in front of Xuanyi, and bowed slightly, "Toast and don't eat and drink." I'll leave it to you, donor!"

"Don't, don't, don't—"

Ye Ling had a smile on his face, but unfortunately no one could see it through the mask, "There shouldn't be infighting now!"

Di Tian stood behind Ye Ling, but he was more than ten zhang away from Ye Ling, and he nodded in agreement behind him, "I also think it's not appropriate to use the sword inside now." ”

Xuan Yi turned his head slightly, glanced at Emperor Tian, and was so frightened that Emperor Tian's hair suddenly rose, I'll go, don't target me, I don't want to mess with the Dao Lingzi of the Three Tribulations Realm!

"What is said is that there really should be no infighting now. Xuan nodded.

Ye Ling breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately raised his hands again, the tip of Xuanyi's pitch-black long sword "Taiyi" was facing Ye Ling's throat, "Then talk about the current matter, what are you and Di Tian doing here?"

"Save people!" Ye Ling pointed to the distance, "The Flood Desolation Ancient Clan knows that it is difficult to protect itself, and wants to seize the Seven Flood Desolation Seeds as soon as possible, and this time they want to trap and kill the younger generation of the Seven Holy Clans. ”

Looking at Xuanyi who nodded, Ye Ling breathed a sigh of relief again, damn, now Xuanyi's cultivation is too high, the Three Tribulations Realm, if he doesn't break the realm, Ye Ling can still fight with him for a while, and now he is fighting against Xuanyi, that is

Look for death.

"Next question, where did you get the information?"

Looking at Feng Xiang's face covered by Xuanyi, Ye Ling pointed at himself, "Who am I?"

"An Ling. ”

"What is my identity?"

"Young Pavilion Master of Lingxiao Pavilion. ”

"What does Ling Xiao Pavilion do?"

"Gather intelligence. ”

Ye Ling said indignantly, "My cheap sister is the master of Lingxiao Pavilion, the purpose of Lingxiao Pavilion was originally established to collect intelligence for the imperial clan, and my unscrupulous father changed the intelligence force of Lingxiao Pavilion

gave it to Uncle Ling, and Uncle Ling handed it over to An Birou, I asked them to monitor the Honghuang Ancient Clan and report it to me directly, and I came to the rescue after getting the news. ”

"Otherwise, this time, the younger generation of the Holy Sons of the Seven Great Families will all die!"

Xuan Yi raised his eyebrows, "I blame you for saying that!"

"Of course!" Ye Ling glared and shouted confidently.

"That's good. Xuan nodded, "Let's talk about the next thing." ”

"Three months ago, you designed me to wait for the retreat, what did you do during that time!"

A few traces of cold sweat oozed from Ye Ling's forehead, "Didn't you say that you only talked about the current problem?"

"Now that we're done with the questions, it's time to talk about the previous ones. ”

Xuanyi is still the same, although his tone is flat, but with an undoubted meaning, even Ye Ling, he doesn't dare to resist this guy too much, after all, Ye Ling can't beat him now.

"You guy!" Ye Ling snorted weakly, and if she couldn't beat it, she had to be coaxed, "Let's talk about the current affairs of the Honghuang Ancient Clan." ”

Xuan Yi stared at Ye Ling, although this guy was blind, but this momentum was a strong horse, even Ye Ling didn't dare to collide with it easily,

"Intelligence!"

"Good, good. Ye Ling looked at the few people in the field now, stretched out his fingers and counted, "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight." ”

"Eight people, except for me who is a Tongshen First Tribulation Realm, six Second Tribulation Realms, plus you are a Tongshen Three Tribulation Realm. ”

"There are still more than 20,000 ancient races still in the territory of the human race—"

Ye Ling pinched his chin and said uncertainly, "Among the ancient clans, there should be no saints. ”

This war has been fought for two years, and in the past two years, neither side has sent the peak combat power, and now that the emperor has been re-established, the ancient clan is in crisis, and the ancient clan should have been able to turn the tide of the war if there is a saint who can turn the tide of the war a long time ago

It was sent out, but it has not yet appeared, which is enough to prove that the Gu clan does not have that level of combat power.

Or is there any other way for the Gu Clan to break through the ancestral land of the Seven Holy Clans in the shortest possible time?

Ye Ling shook his head, he didn't believe it!

"Gu Clan..."Ye Ling touched his chin, "There must be demi-saints, but there are a few, this is not easy to say, Ling Xiao Pavilion's brothers estimate that there are at least nine demi-saint-level combat powers, and they are above the four tribulations of the God Realm."

The power is only a thousand, and most of them are people from the Divine Two Tribulation Realm. ”

"Now that heaven and earth have returned, they are full of aura, and these people have also been sent here to train their troops. ”

Xuan Yi nodded, "What about the combat power in the Seven Holy Clans?"

Ye Ling stretched out two fingers, "At present, there are only two demi-saints in the Seven Saint Clan, and all of them are seriously injured now, and they are in retreat to heal. ”

"One is the fourth elder of the Long family, and the other is the Chiming God of the Zhu family. ”

"Isn't there a saint in the Seven Holy Clans?" Sansheng asked, according to their calculations, there should be a saint-level existence in the Seven Holy Clans, and the human race has only experienced a thousand years of the end of the law era, which is not enough time

A saint has dried up.

Ye Ling shook his head, "As far as the current situation stands, there are no saints in the Seven Holy Clans. ”

Xuanyi frowned, "The news is reliable?"

"Reliable. Ye Ling Zhengse nodded, "Ling Xiao Pavilion is not just a little bit of the scale that has been contributed!"

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Three days

In just three days, the war between the Honghuang Ancient Clan and the Seven Holy Clans had developed to an uncontrollable realm. The descendants of the Seven Holy Clans were almost wiped out, and the Seven Holy Clans also fought with the Ancient Clan at any cost

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The fourteen sons of the imperial clan did not switch, and there were tens of thousands of ancient clans trapped in the border of the human race, and tens of thousands of ancient clans collectively dispatched, and the seven holy clans lost every day.

In just three days, more than 20,000 people were killed in the battle between the Gu Clan and the Seven Holy Clans, and countless people were wounded, and all those who were still able to go into battle were injured.

The Seven Holy Clan's background is insufficient, there are no thousands of Divine Four Tribulation Realm combat power, and they are currently retreating to the ancestral land, protecting the clansmen with ancestral weapons, the ancient clan has suffered heavy casualties in the past three days, and the real battle losses of the Seven Holy Clans are only a few thousand, the reason

It is that there is still an ancestral weapon in the hands of the Seven Holy Clans, this is a supreme weapon, and its owner was one of the top combat forces in the last years of the flood famine!

"The Seven Holy Clans knocked so much, and there were countless casualties, why is this?"

The head of the Long family frowned, pinched his eyebrows with his hand, and said puzzled.

"Do you still want to try if you know that you will die-" The head of the Zhu family said in a deep voice, "Those demi-saints are still not dead?"

"Not a single one died. The head of the Gu family said in a low voice, "How can this ancient clan of semi-saint cultivation be so difficult to kill!"

"Half-saint!" "The head of the Feng family sighed, "That's an existence that is almost beyond the mortal body, they are at the half-saint level, even if they are a little bit holy, they can also realize a lot of saint-level understanding, it is difficult to kill."

Definitely!"

"If you want to blame it, blame our seven families for not having saints!"

The head of the Long family sighed, "Our seven families haven't had a saint for nearly 10,000 years, right?"

The head of the Yun family smiled bitterly, "My Yun family hasn't had that kind of combat power in 30,000 years." ”

"We have been living in the Terran territory, and in the past 100,000 years, all the resources in the Terran territory have been hollowed out, and now the foundation of our families is still the spirit trees we have planted ourselves and the domesticated spirit objects, but these

Nothing will help the Holy Lord of the Divine Realm, at most it will only last for a few decades at most, and the saint can't go up just by throwing resources!"

Several family heads stroked their foreheads and sighed, when will this farce end, during this period of time, the Seven Holy Clans have killed and injured more than 6,000 people, how many people are there in the Seven Holy Clans? It's only a few tens of thousands, and this value is still plus seven

The number of maids and servants in the Holy Clan who really flowed the blood of the family was even smaller, and the number of clansmen who cultivated the Divine Realm was even rarer.

"It's too small!"

The Night Emperor probably didn't expect that the Emperor Pass he set up would become the culprit in restricting the development of the human race.

"Head of the house!

A member of the Seven Saints Clan ran into the council hall and hurriedly bowed down and said urgently, "Family Master, then, the seven demi-saints of the ancient clan have collectively dispatched and are attacking our clan's land, and several Divine Dao powers in the family have already rushed over

In the past, I urged the ancestral weapon, Lord Zhulong said that the non-half-saint urging ancestral weapon could not resist the attack of the seven half-saints, and specially sent the juniors to invite the family masters!"

"How suddenly!"

The seven family heads suddenly stood up and shouted in shock, why did they suddenly raise their peak combat power to attack the clan land?

"Quick, quick, take us over!" said the head of the Gu family hurriedly.

"Yes!" the man hurriedly got up and led the way.

"What are they going to do?"

"I don't know, this incident was so sudden, we didn't react at all!"

"How's that good?"

The seven family heads thought about countermeasures while running wildly, "The Divine Dao Powerful Ancestral Weapon can't defeat a demi-saint at all, the ancestral weapon will instantly drain their divine power, and even the demi-saint can only use a quarter of an hour." ”

"What about stubbornness?"

"No, the recovery power of the demi-saints is far beyond the power of the Second and Third Tribulation Realm Divine Dao, they can consume us alive!"

"What can I do then?"

"Kill it?"

"Call Long Laosi and Zhu Kui out, we can't bear it alone!"

The head of the Long family pondered for a moment, "I'll go find them, you go first!"

"Good!"

"Good. ”

The head of the Long family turned around and left, and for now, the fourth elder of the Long family and Zhu Kui were their last hope.

The seven demi-saints forcibly knocked on the level, and the Seven Holy Clans retreated to the Dragon Family's land, and the Dragon Family's ancestral weapon emitted a strange light, blocking the seven demi-saints above Langqiu, which was the place where several Holy Sons of the Seven Holy Clans almost died a few days ago.

"How many more moments can it last?"

Zhu the head of the family had a hot temper and drank directly.

"I can't hold on for too long, the seven half-saints on the opposite side are exhausted, and only the dozens of Divine Dao powers of the Long family can control the ancestral weapons here, according to the current situation, it is a luxury to hold on for a moment. ”

An ancient clan's Divine Realm powerhouse said, "We can't help those half-saints fight hard, but now we can't defend it." ”

"Hmph!" the head of the Zhu family shouted angrily, a little angry.

"Wait for Long Laosi and Zhu Kui to get out of the customs!" said the head of the Gu family, "When they get out, there is still a glimmer of hope for us to go together." ”

The Zhu family opened their mouths, "It's just like this." ”

"Insist—no—"

Several true gods of the Long Family's Divine Dao Second Tribulation Realm spurted out mouthfuls of blood at the same time.

The head of the Zhu family really heard the crisp sound of an enchantment being broken, his eyes widened angrily, he walked to the front of the clan land to face Langqiu, and shouted, "Children of the Seven Holy Clans, go out with the head of the family!"

"Gu family members, go to war!" The head of the Gu family followed.

"Wind Clansmen, go to war!"

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"Yun family, fight!"

"I am willing to fight with all the family masters!" the Seven Saint Clan clan let out a loud shout, and followed behind the six family heads to face Langqiu, wanting to use everyone's strength to block the seven demi-saints of the Honghuang Ancient Clan from the clan land!

The seven semi-saints of the Honghuang Ancient Clan were like wolves entering the flock, just one of them looked at each other, one of the arms of the head of the Zhu family was torn off, the sternum was broken eleven, the arms of the head of the ancient family were broken, and each of the six heads of the family suffered

Seriously injured, the head of the Yun family, who cultivated to be the weakest, was on the verge of death.

It's a battle to protect your family!

The clansmen of the Seven Holy Clans also have a high-pitched fighting spirit, but this is not a worldly war, and if the fighting spirit is high-pitched, you can defeat one enemy and two enemies and three, this is a monk's war, and the high-pitched fighting spirit is no match for the crushing of cultivation!

In just ten breaths, the Seven Holy Clans killed more than 130 people in the battle, and countless people were injured.

Zhu the head of the family supported his body with the remaining arm, watching the seven half-saints kill into the clan, his eyes were split, and he yelled Kill me, have the ability to kill me!

Those demi-saints just frowned and didn't pay attention, their purpose was still to kill into the ancestral land of the Long family and retrieve the desolate seed that was forcibly seized 100,000 years ago!

Forty breaths, seven half-saints killed Langqiu under the obstruction of the three thousand divine realms, covered in blood, hundreds of corpses behind them, and two thousand seriously injured monks were lying down, with severed limbs and stump arms, and weak breath.

Within Langqiu, Long Qinghao held the ancestral weapon Dragon Jue in his hand to block the way of the seven half-saints.

Gu Feng stood on Long Qinghao's side with a long sword, Long Qingyue was beside Long Qingkong, and the two of them were a hundred feet away from Long Qinghao and Gu Feng, which was the farthest distance that Long Qingyue could transmit spiritual power to them.

Long Qinghao clenched his fists, before putting on the Dragon Formula, Long Qinghao cut the palms of his palms, since he could only use spiritual power to urge the Dragon Secret for a moment, he used the blood of the Long family to urge the ancestral weapon, and the Dragon Recipe in his palm

Let out an excited dragon roar, how many years has it not tasted this blood, 50,000 years or 60,000 years?

"Everyone, please stop!"

Long Qinghao clenched his fists, and one person stopped the seven half-saints.

"Long Qinghao?" The seven demi-saints frowned slightly, they knew this junior, but now, they wanted to kill him, the junior with potential was the most deserved, and only by killing geniuses could they break the inheritance of a family.

"Seniors, please advise!"

Long Qinghao roared, his shirt was directly shattered by the dragon scales that came out, and the dragon gloves on his hands turned into gauntlets covering Long Qinghao's arms, with a single horn on one forehead, and Long Qinghao's eyes were filled with killing intent

, staring coldly at the seven demi-saints, he wanted to kill them with his life.

"Pang Xu, he'll hand it over to you!"

"Less nonsense. A demi-saint walked over, his body trembled, revealing his fangs, this demi-saint was the demi-saint of the Qingjin Aolong clan, "Junior, you are very courageous, I will bury you well." ”

The muscles on Long Qinghao's face trembled, and he injected his divine power into the ancestral weapon Dragon Dueling to fight the Qingjin Proud Dragon!

"Kill—"