The Blood Song of the Three Realms Chapter 229: Greetings from ancestors (1)

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"Next, don't talk, don't move, wait here. Everything is up to me."

Turning around, she gave Yun Luo and the others a majestic look. Yin Xuege took Youquan and Bai Yuzi with her, and rose into the air, intentionally exuding a majestic aura, towards Mutao Weicheng. direction to fly.

Yunluo and the other monks were completely stunned, what did Yin Xuege want to do? Do you single out an acropolis alone? Even though he has already trapped all the elite soldiers in the city with a large formation, there are definitely thousands of elite soldiers sitting in the city of Mutao Weicheng!

A high-pitched horn sounded on the city wall, densely packed defensive barriers flickered on the city wall, Yin Xuege's body sank, and fell from the sky. He landed on the top of a big tree, looking at the gate of Mutao Acropolis from a distance.

On the top of the city gate, a burly old man pressed his hands against the city wall, staring at Yin Xuege with cold eyes. A few hundred miles away, he yelled loudly: "Where is the monster, dare to attack my Mutao Weicheng? What kind of sorcery did you use to kill the elite of my city?"

Yin Xuege formed seals with both hands, and her fingers changed rapidly, and she played one hundred and forty-four strange seals in a row. These seals do not have any power, they are not supernatural spells, but more like a simple secret mark or signal.

He looked at the old man and raised his head proudly: "I brought it, greetings from the ancestors."

The old man on the city gate froze, his old face twitching violently. The young generals around him stared wide-eyed, staring blankly at Yin Xuege, stunned by his words.

Greetings from the ancestors have a special meaning in the holy clan - when a member of a certain lineage of a certain holy clan wants to expand their own power, they will send elite disciples in the clan to keep an eye on them of prey to bring 'Ancestral Greetings'. This kind of greeting has never been warm and affectionate, but full of cruelty and blood.

The elite disciple sent to greet will challenge the leader of the target force one by one. If he can conquer the other party by himself, the clan will acquiesce, and he will take over and control the defeated force.

The winner has everything, and the loser, with luck, can linger on and get a residence in the city. But most of the time, the whole family of the loser will be expelled from the city and reduced to a pathetic casual cultivator.

"Greetings from Ancestors" cannot be refused, and it is not allowed to be rejected. This is a means of survival of the fittest within the family, and an effective competition mechanism to maintain the family's upward force and competitiveness.

"Damn it!" The old man on the city gate gritted his teeth and spat out a few words from the gap between his teeth. Yin Xuege's complicated hand gestures just now proved that he is indeed a member of the Sima clan.

"Father, why don't we just surround him and kill him." A man standing behind the old man lowered his voice and suggested murderously that the old man should just kill Yin Xuege.

"Idiot!" Sima Nu, the guard of Mutao Acropolis, slapped his eldest son Sima Yan with a backhand slap, and almost fell off the wall: "Since he dared to show up with only one maid, he must be nearby Experts in the family take care of us. If our family dares to break the rules, Mu Taowei will be wiped out."

Gritting his teeth, Sima Nu cursed in a low voice with incomparable resentment: "Which **** is eyeing our family's foundation? Sima? Sima Wei? Sima Feng? Sima Qiu? Which **** is it? Guts, people who still value our Mu Taowei's foundation, counting and counting, there are just such a few bastards."

The defensive restrictions on the city wall were quietly dissipated, and the city gate slowly opened.

Yin Xuege laughed loudly and rose into the air, continuing to fly towards the city gate. With his sleeves fluttering in the wind, he shouted proudly: "Master Sima Nu, I won't declare myself. If I win, Mu Taowei will be mine; if I lose, I will turn around and leave, and report myself." It doesn't matter if you don't report your name."

Flying in the air and flying fast, Yin Xuege directly crossed the city wall and landed in front of Sima Nu very unceremoniously.

Sima Nu glared at Yin Xuege, threatening word by word: "Baby, have you considered it? Greetings from the ancestors... Hehe, someone is planning on me? I, Sima Nu, manage this small business, but It has been thirty-seven thousand years."

Yin Xuege looked at Sima Nu unequivocally: "You are a thief if you are old, our ancestors said that Sima Nu is quite old, yet he still hasn't died on the battlefield against the demons outside the territory! In an ordinary acropolis, it is rare for a guard to live to be 10,000 years old, and this Sima Nu is too afraid of death."

Sima was so angry that his face turned blue, and his body trembled intermittently.

He pointed at Yin Xuege and wanted to say something, but Yin Xuege had already interrupted Sima Nu's words very rudely: "My ancestor also said that Sima Nu's style of coveting life and fearing death, It’s like embarrassing our Sima family. My ancestor told me, son, go, take Sima Nu’s post of guard, get out a team of elite soldiers, and kill a few more extraterrestrial demons, so that other family members can see The prestige of our young Sima clan's children."

A young man behind Sima Nu let out a growl, and took a heavy step forward. He sternly said, "Arrogant boy, what a brazen tone you are!"

Yin Xuege glanced at the young man contemptuously, and shook his head disdainfully: "My ancestor also said that Mu Tao Wei Sima Nu's family is useless, the old one is greedy for life and afraid of death, and his sons and grandchildren are all worthless." A dude is useless. So my ancestor said, I have 90% certainty and replace it."

Sima was so angry that he laughed loudly. He pointed at Yin Xuege fiercely, and shouted sharply: "Okay, okay, okay, 90% sure? Okay, well said. Since you want to follow the rules, challenge me Sima If you are angry with the whole family, then follow the rules. I won’t ask your name, don’t say I bullied you, little baby, let’s go to the school grounds and have a good fight.”

Yin Xuege sneered, and pointed at the city: "Very good, please, please, please, please lead the way!"

Sima Nu looked up to the sky and laughed three times, threw off his sleeves, soared into the sky with a gloomy face, and quickly fell towards the school ground in the city. A group of family members behind Sima Nu gave Yin Xuege a gloomy look, and also flew towards the school grounds.

In the jungle, Monk Yunluo, who had overheard the conversation between Yin Xuege and Sima Nu, was using his supernatural powers of heavenly vision and earth listening. He stared blankly at his companions who were equally dull around him: "Greetings from the ancestors? These demons still have such The rules? This, this, why don't we have any information?"

Monk Yuanzhen frowned, and shook his bald head vigorously: "It can be seen that Fellow Daoist Mu is indeed a caring person. When we met these demons in the past, we tried our best to kill them. The opportunity to capture alive, torture the confession. Tsk, fellow Taoist Mu is really extraordinary."

Monk Yun Jue was playing with a string of Buddhist beads, and stared blankly at Mu Taowei's direction: "Just, what kind of rules are these so-called greetings? Can Fellow Daoist Mu win so many people alone?"

Yuan Zhen smiled slightly, he shook his head lightly, and said sincerely: "It doesn't matter whether we can win or not, the important thing is that Fellow Daoist Mu has already entered the city, and we have already won more than half of it." .”

The Mutao health school grounds have been surrounded by countless people.

Among these people, there are generals, officers, soldiers, and a large group of noble people. Everyone looked at Yin Xuege standing in the middle of the school field with strange expressions, secretly thinking about his origin and character.

Everyone kept silent, lest any movement would cause Sima Nu's displeasure. The entire Mutao Guard, with Sima Nu's family as the core, dozens of noble families attached to Sima's family, hundreds of thousands of soldiers and their families' life and death honors and disgraces, are all in the mind of Sima Nu.

Now someone suddenly jumped out to challenge the supreme authority of Sima Nu's family. For the residents of Mutao Weicheng who have been living in the shadow of Sima Nu's huge size, it is undoubtedly a big event like the sky falling. They came to the school grounds with all sorts of complicated emotions, quietly examining Yin Xuege.

Youquan stood in the crowd without saying a word. There was a faint water mist spreading under her feet. The extremely slight mist was covered by the breath of tens of thousands of people, and no one noticed this mist at all. The water mist is mixed with an extremely slight drug, which is enough to make the bones of the real immortals numb and lose their fighting strength.

But Youquan can only release water mist slowly and slowly release the medicinal power. Not to mention the entire Mutao Acropolis, but this school ground, it would take at least half an hour for everyone in the school ground to gradually inhale enough medicinal power.

This time can only be won by Yin Xuege.

Yin Xuege stood in the middle of the school field, still proudly looking at Sima Nu and his descendants with that unpleasant pride~IndoMTL.com~.

Sima Nu, who has lived for nearly 40,000 years, has less than 30 descendants in total. Sitting upright on a large stone chair, Sima Nu proudly pointed to Yin Xuege: "Since you brought greetings from an unknown fellow of this old man, then, boy, this old man's child, whatever you want Choose. In short, according to the rules, you have to knock down the old man and all the descendants of the old man one by one to be eligible to occupy Mu Taowei."

Yin Xuege smiled lightly, he took a deep look at Sima Nu, and casually pointed to a young man in unicorn soft armor behind him.

"You're right. Anyway, we want to take down one by one. Let's just pick the weakest one and warm up. I guess it won't take much effort to kill him... Is it a fight to the death or a fight to the death?" ?”

Yin Xuege's provocative words made Sima Nu's face long, but his last sentence made everyone tremble.

A fight to the death means never ending death, and only one person must be killed before it ends; Yin Xuege raised this question suddenly, and finally made Sima Nu and others start to face Yin Xuege squarely.

What he brings are greetings from the ancestors, the bloodiest and coldest greetings within the holy clan, a game of metabolism controlled by the law of the jungle and the law of the jungle. If Sima Nu and his family were not careful, they might face the cruelest end. (Want to know more exciting news of "Three Realms Blood Song"? Open WeChat now, click the "+" sign on the upper right, select Add friends to add a public account, search for "", follow the public account, and never miss every time Update!) R1152

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