Immortal Voices Chapter 140: Exposure

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Rong Yu beckoned to the distant Demon Xiu. After seeing Demon Xiu quickly approaching him, he asked with an indifferent expression: "How many forces have not been eliminated?"

Moxiu replied respectfully: "People have gone to the other places, and now only Ling's house is left."

Rong Xian, who was standing quietly, sank suddenly, Ling Jia, and Ling Jia, this was really lingering.

"Where is the stronghold of that mysterious force?" Zuo Hufa suddenly asked

Moxiu quickly replied: "Venerable said that it will be handled by her, and the subordinates have sent people to surround each stronghold."

Rong Xian smiled happily, A-mei went out, that force would have nothing to survive, and the long-cherished wish for many years will be over today.

Seeing that Zuo Hufa has no other problems, Rong Yu ordered: "Everyone gathers in Ling's house, and no one is allowed to escape."

"Yes." Moxiu turned into a black mist and summoned everyone to move quickly towards Ling's house. Rong Xian looked at the slow Rong Yu, and the disgust in his eyes was very obvious.

She moved her mind and flew towards Ling's house first.

At this time, the Ling family was already on alert, and the ancestors of the Ling family also walked out of the retreat.

The crowd gathered in the hall, and the atmosphere was very depressing.

Rong Xian answered here abruptly at this moment. She stood in the hall, gently drifting past everyone, remembering every face, innocent and innocent, she remembered it. , Because these people have to die tonight, she can't tolerate the survival of the fish that slipped through the net in the family.

"Haven't none of the younger disciples sent out?" the ancestor of the Ling family asked suddenly.

The Patriarch replied in a painful tone: "No, the outside world has long been imprisoned by the magic barrier. Anyone who wants to cross the barrier has disappeared into blood."

Hearing this, the ancestor's expression was instantly distressed, and the spirit of his body was as if being taken away by something, full of oldness.

"Did I make the family really annihilate today?" The ancestor was distraught, "The blood of the family was cut off, how can I go to see the ancestors of the Ling family?"

At the end of the left side of the hall, the girl timidly said: "Brother is outside."

Rong Xian's gaze pierced towards the girl suddenly, and the owner's sharp eyes also looked at the girl, his tone was unconcealed urgently: "The other boy? What did you just say about your brother outside? He? What is it called?"

The girl clasped her father's corner tightly, and under her father's soothing smile, she plucked up the courage and said: "My brother is called Ling Juncong. He went to find the essence of the sword emperor. He is not here."

Ling Juncong, it turned out to be him!

Rong Xian's expression is faintly complicated, and I have to admit that the kid has great fortune, and he always turns good fortune from bad luck, and has the help of nobles, and has the opportunity to come to the door.

If you want to kill Ling Jun without being backlashed by Qi Luck, you can only find a way to wipe off his Qi Luck first. There is a fixed number for Qi Luck, not just giving it unconditionally.

Rong Xian's eyes rolled, countless plans flashed one after another, each of which could make Ling Jun come alive.

Everyone in Ling's family was rushed to the main house by the magic repair. They wanted to send people out to leave a trace of blood for Ling's family, but now they suddenly heard the good news, and they couldn't hide their excitement.

The ancestor gave a surprise shot of the table and laughed loudly: "Well, let Juncong, Lingjuncong, good name, good name, if it's not busy, I will make home."

He raised his tone sharply: "A thousand years ago, I made my family survive, and today I made my family survive the same. Anyway, I'm going to die. I wait for the blood sacrifice to break through this barrier, in exchange for a life chance, The capital that made Ling's comeback brought it to Ling Juncong."

"Yes, I will follow the orders of our ancestors." Everyone answered willingly.

Hearing this blood-boiled hope, Rong Xian's lips raised a cold smile: "Heh, if I let you make the family capable of making a comeback again, that would be a real joke."

The ancestor looked at the girl with scorching eyes, with a loving tone: "Little girl, the blood sacrifice can give you powerful power in a short time. You must use this power to get rid of the magic repair chaser as soon as possible, and find your brother as soon as possible. Complete the task. But after the power of the blood sacrifice dissipates, you will be dissipated. Tell your ancestors, are you afraid?"

The girl still shook her head despite her pale face, her delicate face was full of seriousness: "Don't be afraid, I will definitely find my brother."

"Okay." The ancestor praised her, and asked warmly: "Tell the ancestor, what is your name?"

"Ling Junyi." The girl said suddenly.

Ling ancestor sternly said: "Junyi, remember to tell your brother that the enemy is Momen Moxiu, I can't wait for him to avenge him, so that he must be patient when he is not strong."

Ling Junyi nodded obediently: "Well, my ancestors, Junyi has all remembered."

"Okay." The ancestor Ling gave another compliment. He took a deep look at Ling Junyi, and an obscure and weird force began to fluctuate, and this fluctuation enveloped all the people in the blink of an eye.

He said in a deep voice: "Thousands of years ago, the Ling family was in a disaster, and it was able to survive quickly because of the ancestors of my Ling family in the Middle Thousand Realms. Now that my Ling family has been hit hard again, that ancestor will definitely avenge us. , Don’t worry, even if I die, the enemy will not live."

Rong Xian stood erraticly beside him, with the corners of her mouth curled slightly, and sighed pretendingly: "It's really a pity, you have exposed Lingjia's big card again."

If she missed the news today, then, in the future, Ling Juncong, who has great luck, will be able to survive with the wealth left by the Ling family and the ancestor in the Central Thousand Realms.

She glanced at the excitement of the family, and began to ponder. She put her right index finger and **** together on the temple, and sighed gently in the hall, strange and unpredictable.

It was obviously a noisy environment filled with various energies, but the sigh that was so slight that it was negligible sounded in everyone's minds, making people creepy.

Rong Xian blinked, a trace of clarity flashed in his eyes.

Her consciousness rests on the female of the sunshade, and Ling's family at this time is full of the dark power of the blood sacrifice.

After she mobilized this power, it is understandable that her family members who are about to blood sacrifice can feel her.

"Who? Who is it?" The pupils of the ancestor who were undergoing the blood sacrifice suddenly shrank, and the powerful divine consciousness swept across the family land inch by inch, but they couldn't detect anything.

How is this possible, how is this possible!

Rong Xian stood in front of the ancestor Ling, and she uttered an unclear syllable: "Um!"

"Who are you? Come out, don't pretend to be a ghost." The ancestor's face was pale, and cold sweat ran down his forehead.

The other tribesmen did not dare to breathe, so Junyi hid behind her mother, biting her lip, and trembling with fear by the unknown thing.

"Where is the sacred predecessor, why tease me and the younger generation." The ancestor said tremblingly.

What he can't perceive, can only be stronger than him, and it's not an exaggeration to call the predecessor.

And when this senior appeared at this critical juncture, he didn't know whether he was an enemy or a friend.