"Who the hell are you, what are you doing in the sacred mountain of your clan?" Ling Wei said with hatred.

"You don't need to know who I am, you just need to stay here." As he spoke, he casually leaned against a tree beside him, but Ling Yuhan noticed that under the man's feet, there was a faint trace of aura surrounding him.

"I'm really sorry, I can't stay here, what happened above here is related to the survival of our family, how can you be trapped here and stop, you still obediently get out of the way behind you, it's good for everyone."

"Oh?" the man narrowed his eyes, and suddenly a flash of change suddenly disappeared from front of his eyes.

Ling Yuhan was startled, it was too fast, and he suddenly felt that danger was coming behind him, but it was a little too late to react.

"Boom!" The long sword in the man's hand was bounced out.The blow just now was blocked by the defensive array behind Ling Yuhan, and under the impact of the long sword, the magic circle was shaken out a circle of faint ripples.

"Oh, what a powerful defensive barrier." The man looked at Yue'er. It seems that it was a mistake to ignore you."

I saw that Yue'er was stamped with one hand at this time, and the six rings under her feet formed a complex pattern, and a circle of ancient words in the pattern slowly wandered in the ring, and the whole array emitted a faint red shimmer.

"The mastery of the magic circle is good, but it's not enough!" The man then dodged and crossed Ling Yuhan, and the long sword went straight to Yue'er's chest.In the collision between the long sword and the magic circle, the powerful energy knocked Yue'er away, but the man did not move at all, standing in place with the sword. As he spoke, the man leaped behind him, and his figure gradually disappeared into the jungle.

"I want to go! It's not that easy!" Ling Yuhan wanted to chase in the direction where the man had disappeared." Ahh Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his arm, and Ling Yuhan fell to the ground, because of the severe pain, the meridians on his head and arms were highlighted, and he looked very terrible.

"What's wrong with you!" Yue'er ran to Ling Yuhan's side and asked anxiously.

However, the labor pain only lasted for a few seconds, and then it was gone.

"Damn! completely tricked!" Ling Yuhan touched the place where his arm was in sharp pain just now, his face was solemn, and he thought carefully.

Ling Yuhan and Yue'er got up and quickly ran towards the position of the altar, the fire in the distance became more and more intense, Ling Yuhan's heart was full of anxiety, and the air was gradually filled with a strong smell of blood and a strong pungent smell of burning impurities.

Not far from the altar, Ling Yuhan suddenly stopped.

"Cold, what's wrong?"

"Did you hear anything?"

Yue'er stood quietly, and suddenly she heard as if someone was humming a song, intermittently, a song she had never heard before. It looks like someone is singing, but I can't hear it clearly, it's a strange song."

"So, it's not my hallucination this time." Ling Yuhan muttered to himself. Damn, could that dream portend something?"

When Ling Yuhan and Yue'er arrived at the altar, they were greeted by the light of the fire, which seemed to dye the sky red, and there were still stains of blood on the broken walls.

In the center of the distant firelight, there was a faint figure sitting high in the middle of the altar on the circular altar. The closer he got to the altar, the clearer the singing became. Ling Yuhan felt the burning heat on his arm, and stopped staring at the figure on the altar.