Before Yu Yan could speak, a purple-robed man behind Yu Yan had already come out of the ranks, and said indignantly: "There is only one king of the Night Spirit Clan, and when you see the king of the clan, not only do you not worship, but you are also so disrespectful!"

The green yarn man was not shocked or disturbed, but turned his face, and a pair of narrow and clear eyes on the veil stared directly at the night spirit clan man who was talking, and suddenly, a purple-robed old man beside the man said lightly: "Rong Yi, you must follow the customs when you enter the countryside, and you must not be rude." ”

"Xie Gumu's predecessors are considerate. With a smile in his eyes, the green gauze man continued to lead the way.

Lian Du was a little stunned, staring at the back of the old man who had been connected with him several times, pulled An Zeqi over and asked in a low voice, "He, he is the Ancient Mu Immortal Master?"

An Zeqi didn't hide it, and simply smiled and said, "That's right, it's our Gu Mu Immortal Master, but his more important identity is the Ghost Claw Apostle of the Night Spirit Clan King." ”

"What about you?" said Lian Due.

An Zeqi's back stiffened, and his misty eyes without pupils emitted a strange snow light, and then he was a little gloomy, An Zeqi said lightly: "I am the Ghost Pupil Apostle, and I am attached to the clan king for eternity, born to fight, and dead to sacrifice." ”

Lian Du couldn't figure it out for a while, and he didn't know how An Zeqi, a good and decent son of Feiyu Villa, became an apostle who sacrificed for others?

Knowing that An Zeqi couldn't speak a word, in order not to attract attention, Lian Duel didn't ask any more questions, just mixed in with everyone, and walked towards the most central palace in the Hubang State.

The Qiong Palace in front of the mountain stands, the flying pavilion hangs on the Dan cliff, countless blood-red divine birds hover around the top of the palace, the whole Qiong Palace is covered with vermilion lacquer, and the sacred birds complement each other, look at it from afar, such as a cavity of blood dripping down, dyed red a blood palace.

Lian Du suddenly remembered the mural in the Firethorn Ashta, the red-dressed, red-haired, red-eyed woman, except for her face that could recognize Yueyu, was already as poignant and terrifying as a ghost.

Looking at this blood-red palace from afar, even an ominous premonition floated in his determination.

Suddenly, Lian Duel saw a blood-red plaque hanging over the head of Qiong Palace, with a book on it - Yueyu Palace.

Looking at the blood-colored Yueyu Palace, even the sound of the determination to jump was a little muffled, buried in the chest cavity "dong dong" sound, with everyone step by step up the stairs......

In my mind, the face of the girl who only had one side of the relationship was more vivid. In this hall named after her, is there really that stunning-looking, lively and moving girl?

Just as he was approaching the gate of the temple, Lian Jue suddenly smelled a strange smell, like a rich fragrance of flowers mixed with the smell of blood, and Lian Zhi was shocked, and secretly thought, "Why is there such a heavy fragrance of Ling Di flowers here?"

Stepping into the main hall, the strange fragrance became stronger, and the light poured into the deep and wide hall, and suddenly, a man in white stood in the middle of the road, blocking everyone's way, at first glance, the man's chest was already deeply embedded in a long sword.

The green gauze man raised his hand and led everyone to stop in front of the man in white, and only then did he see clearly that the man in white turned out to be a jade figurine!

This jade figurine seems to be made of extremely precious materials, and the skin is like clotted fat and lifelike.

But this priceless figurine, why did he still stab a sword?

Even when he decided to look at it, the sword on the chest of the white-clothed figurines was actually engraved with the word Aragami!

Looking at the appearance of the figurines again, it is really indescribably similar to the portrait of Aragami seen before the duel. A touch of anger suddenly appeared between his eyebrows, clenched his fists tightly, and looked around at the furnishings in the Yueyu Hall with a wary look.

Qingsha said coldly: "Presumably, you know the rules of the Fox State, and those who enter the Holy Ancestor Hall must stab the Desolate God with a sword. Come one by one. ”

The purple veils of the Night Spirit Clan looked at each other, no one had ever seen such strange rules.

The green yarn man took the lead in pulling out the long sword on the chest of the figurine, handed it to Yu Yan, the leader of the Night Spirit Clan, and said lightly: "Miss Yu will come first." ”

With an indescribable indignation, Lian Duan's breathing suddenly became short, and his eyes stared at Yu Yan who was holding a long sword, Yu Yan stood in place, gently removing the veil, revealing a flawless and beautiful face.

The group of Qingsha people were secretly surprised, and whispered one after another: "It's too much like Yueyu!"

"yes, it's true!"

Yu Yan smiled softly, neither humble nor arrogant: "I won't stab the Desolate God." ”

As soon as Yu Yan said this, the Hubang who was gathered in a group was even more surprised, and the Qingsha people were displeased: "Could it be that Miss Yu Yan has forgotten the teachings of the Holy Ancestor, or has the Night Spirit Clan already turned their backs on the Yueyu Holy Ancestor?"

Yu Yan stood silently and said softly, "I haven't forgotten." ”

"Please also ask Miss Yu Yan to repeat the ancestral teachings!"

"Why listen to you!" someone from the Eidolon Clan couldn't hold his breath and said angrily.

Yu Yan didn't pay attention to the noisy crowd, and said word by word in a light tone: "Whoever is the king of the Night Spirit Clan, take the clan discipline as a discipline, and when you encounter the Void Clan, you will be killed." ”

"Since you remember, why don't you stab!" said the green yarn man angrily.

"I not only remember the ancestral teachings, but also know that the thousand-year-old holy war, the continent will fall, it is the desolate god who turned the tide and sacrificed his life in exchange for the common people. If there is no god of absurdity, there will be no successor. I, Yu Yan, as a junior, will never stab the Desolate God with a sword. Yu Yan's bright eyes looked firmly ahead, and there was a touch of touching beauty on her lips.

"Hmph! Two sides and three swords, the inside and the outside are different! In this way, you still want to put my Fox State into the Night Spirit Clan? The Yueyu Holy Ancestor has not left the Fox Island for half a step until he died, and the Fox State is the orthodoxy of the Night Spirit Clan! And you, who have been swaggering under the banner of the Night Spirit Clan for many years, how can you still have the face to step into the Fox Island!" Qingsha said indignantly, snatching the long sword from Yu Yan's hand and plunging it into the chest of the Aragami Figurine.

Lian Du stared straight at the long sword that was inserted fiercely, cracking a few faint lines on the figurines' body, and hesitated in his heart: "Yueyu... Already dead?"

Yu Yan is wearing a fluttering purple shirt, her eyes are smiling, her clothes are dusty, and the Roselle Halberd looms in her arms, and thousands of lights hide her edge!

She stared at the green gauze man, smiling silently, but the clear breath in her eyes shook people's hearts like frost.

Gu Mu took his clothes out and said sharply: "Yueyu was born as the Holy Ancestor of the Night Spirit Clan, but he turned his back on the clan and was willing to become a demon. Thousands of years ago, the seven gods of the underworld had an oracle to expel Yueyu from the orthodoxy of the night spirit clan, and the night spirit clan followed the ancient system, and the clan king passed down from generation to generation. But you people, obviously as members of the Night Spirit Clan, have turned their backs on Yueyu and left the island in Longdu as a dominant family, and they have come up with a fox state! We are here today to kindly persuade you to change your evil ways and return to the right, if you are obstinate and do not regret it, we will resort to force and take you back to the command of the Night Spirit!"

There was tension in the Yueyu Palace, and the atmosphere was on the verge of freezing, as if a vicious battle could break out in a moment!

Lian Duel's gaze wandered between the two groups of people, and now he had already heard that it turned out that the Fox State and the Night Spirit Clan were in the same vein, and it was the flood that washed the Dragon King Temple, and the family didn't recognize the family.