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If it's a friend, of course, it's a surprise, but if it's an enemy, it doesn't matter, they have already made the family die.

If you can take this opportunity to figure out which enemies are still hiding in the shadows of the Ling family, you can also block some obstacles for juniors.

Wisps of dark power intertwined in mid-air, blood rushed into the tip of the nose, and streams of cold spread from the soles of the feet to the limbs, making people's scalps tingle.

Suddenly, Ling Lao Zu raised his head and looked at the top of his head, his face was full of incredulity, and his tone was a little stammering: "What are you?"

Rong Xian, who was not even a human being, was suspended in mid-air, and the skirt on her body was affected by the blood qi, and it also turned into a red dress, and on the skirt were flowing runes, which looked a little familiar.

Ling Ancestor: Isn't this a blood sacrifice rune?

As if thinking of something, Old Ancestor's eyes widened: "Could it be that you-"

Rong Xian nodded without hesitation, and said as a matter of course: "That's right, I'm here to take revenge." ”

"—Is the rune formed?" Ling Ancestor said his guess at the same time.

The two of them were relatively speechless, and the atmosphere was suddenly awkward, okay?

Fortunately, Ling Lao Zu knew that this was not a good time to be in a daze, he was the first to come back to his senses, thinking of what the mysterious person in front of him had just said, his expression immediately became vigilant: "I don't know what grudge my predecessors have against my Ling family?"

Rong Xian blinked her eyes, and said in a very casual tone: "Ah, it was about 1,600 years ago that the Ling family destroyed my family, a thousand years ago I destroyed the Ling family, and today, a thousand years later, I found that the Ling family still had fish that slipped through the net, so I came to the door again." ”

Ling Lao Zu: !!

The rest of the Ling family: ?!

Ling Lao Zu was angered by Rong Xian's fluttering tone, he seemed to think of something, and his eyes were full of fear and said, "You are the Lord of the Heart of Rest?"

He had personally experienced the catastrophe of the extermination of the Ling family a thousand years ago, and the culprit of all this was the Lord of the Resting Heart.

Except for Ling Old Ancestor, the rest of the Ling family was not qualified to hear the name of Xixin Venerable Lord, even if they were enemies of each other.

Rong Xian looked at Ling Lao Zu condescendingly, and said with relief: "It seems that I have left a deep impression on you." ”

This sentence is the meaning of recognition.

Ling Old Ancestor's face changed drastically, and he couldn't help but take two steps back.

But seeing the blank look of his clansmen, he stiffened up again: "I think that this time the disaster of our clan exterminating the clan is also the meaning of the lord." ”

Rong Xian blinked, and said very innocently: "I thought this was an obvious thing, why do you need to ask again?"

Ling Lao Zu laughed miserably, and then, he suddenly put away his smile and said coldly: "Even if the Venerable Lord does not appear, my Ling family has never thought of escaping this catastrophe. ”

Rong Xian stroked the glittering runes on her body, frowned slightly, as if she was very puzzled: "You are already in my bag, don't you take it for granted that I want to kill and chop?

The faces of everyone in the family turned blue and white for a while, and the scene was dead and silent.

The air was embarrassed again, and the tragic atmosphere that had been created by the ancestor just now disappeared in an instant.

He looked at Rong Xian weakly and said, "Is the Lord here to see our jokes?"

Rong Xian seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly realized it, and said very straightforwardly: "No, I took some effort to show up, of course I didn't look at your jokes." ”

She pointed out sharply: "Your current posture does not make me feel happy, and you are not miserable enough." ”

Seeing that Ling Ancestor was about to explode, Rong Xian added slowly: "I showed up to tell you that the ancestor of the Ling family in the Middle Thousand Realms should not be counted on. ”

When she went to the Middle Thousand Realms, where would it be her turn to get the surname Ling to make waves.

The ancestor sneered: "Although the Venerable Lord is calling for wind and rain in the lower realm, but in the upper realm, he is nothing, and if he does not reach that level, you will never know how strong the monks of the upper realm are, and the strong people in the lower realm are just ants." ”

Rong Xian sighed: "If you want to honestly admit that you are an ant, why do you want to pull up this seat." ”

Ling Lao Zu snorted coldly and said unceremoniously: "Because the Lord is in the upper realm, he is also an ant." ”

He's going to die anyway, and it's not bad to be angry with this big enemy before he dies.

Without this old enemy who is chasing after the Ling family, Ling Jun will definitely be able to carry forward the Ling family.

Ling Lao Zu didn't know that Ling Jun, who had been given high hopes by the whole clan, had already stood by Rong Xian.

Hawkers, Ling Lao Zu is also very sweet and sweet when he is old.

Rong Xian was not annoyed by his sarcasm, she pretended to regret it: "It seems that in order to make yourself feel more at ease, you have already belittled the strength of this seat with a clear conscience." Then there is no way, once people deceive themselves, it will be terrible. ”

After a pause, she continued, "When I first arrived, you revealed that there were still fish that slipped through the net in the Thousand Realms, so that I would not let any of my enemies go, this is really-"

Seeing that Ling Old Ancestor's face became angry again, Rong Xian moved gracefully across the runes flowing in front of her, and sighed in a tone that did not fluctuate: "The sky has eyes——"

Ling family: "......"

Rong Xian took a deep look at Ling Lao Zu, dispersed the yin aura on his body, and his figure turned from reality to void, and disappeared in an instant.

Ling Lao Zu, who was seen by Rong Xian as weak in his heart: "What's wrong with ......"?

But the figure that made the family at a loss had disappeared strangely, leaving no trace.

The ancestor waited anxiously for a moment, but there was still no movement.

Ling Lao Zu: "......" Could it be that the appearance of the Lord of Xixin Venerable was really to say those two sentences?

"Old Ancestor?" called Jun Yi timidly.

Let the ancestor come back to his senses and restart the blood sacrifice, no matter what the intentions of the Lord of the Resting Heart Venerable are, it will not be realized, and the failure of the ancestors of the Ling family can not be known by the nether ants.

Rong Ant Xian did not disappear, but returned to her previous appearance, and no one could see or hear her.

She didn't pay attention to the dying Ling family anymore, but stared at Ling Junyi without blinking.

Ling Lao Zu pinned the hope of the Ling family on Ling Junyi, so the power caused by the blood sacrifice would definitely be infused into Ling Junyi's body.

And if Ling Junyi gets this power, she really won't live long, and she won't even be able to keep her soul in the end, but she may see Ling Juncong when she is alive.

No matter what, there will always be one person alive in the Ling family - Ling Juncong.

Rong Xian's expression was dark and incomprehensible, and her eyes were unfathomable.

As the energy fluctuations accelerated, streams of blood spirits were pulled out and poured into Ling Old Ancestor's hands. Everyone's faces contorted in pain, but none flinched.

When the blood spirit is gone, the pure power of flesh and blood follows.

Ling Junyi watched as the clansmen turned into blood one by one and ceased to exist, and big tears flowed down her eyes.

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