The Blood Song of the Three Realms Chapter 283: Traitor (1)

Wang Jinting stood on the bow of the boat, and Linghu Qiong stood on the clouds.

The two stood facing each other hundreds of feet away, and the mountains and forests below them were lush and full of vitality.

Wang Tun was born kind and kind, with the fragrance of medicine all over his body, just like the old gentleman who hung up the pot to help the world. One of the three saints.

Linghu Qiong is dressed in brocade clothes, with a handsome appearance and a noble aura, just like the grandson of an emperor. With a smile all over his face, he has a calm demeanor and a graceful demeanor, how does he look like one of the twenty-eight divine envoys under a certain terrifying existence?

"Young Master Qiong, why did you stop the old man?" Wang Yuting smiled kindly: "Your mother, how is it?"

Linghu Qiong is Wang Ding's cousin, and his mother is the legitimate daughter of the Wang family's holy clan. In terms of seniority, his mother is the granddaughter of the ninth generation of Wang Ding, so Linghu Qiong is the tenth generation of Wang Ding. dear grandson. But Linghu Qiong was born in the most holy family and was the blood descendant of Linghu Saint, so Wang Tuan was very polite to Linghu Qiong.

Smiling and bowing to Wang Tuan, Linghu Qiong said with a smile: "Please ask me, mother is well, a hundred and fifty years ago, her old man just passed through the last golden fairy thunder calamity, and she is far away from the realm of saints." , is only half a step away."

Wang Yuting smiled happily: "There are other things like this? Why didn't the girl tell her mother's family about it? This is a great happy event! Haha, Mr. Qiong, is it business for you to come to my Wang family's territory this time? Go out!"

Linghu Qiong smiled kindly: "Of course it's official business. Recently, Qiong'er took the initiative to stir up some affairs. He was ordered by the Most Holy Inspection Order to be responsible for supervising the transportation of luggage in the southwest area of ​​Suzaku Territory. So these days, Probably bothering you to get old."

Wang Yuting nodded with a smile, brushed his long beard lightly, and said with a light smile, "So, Mr. Qiong has begun to share the worries of the saints. It seems that Mr. Qiong has really grown up."

After saying this, Wang Tuan and Linghu Qiong looked at each other face to face, and the scene fell into a weird silence.

After a long time, Wang Yuting bowed his hands to Linghu Qiong: "Master Qiong, I only love to study all kinds of medicinal herbs all my life, and I like refining elixir the most. I must take that Bailu Qinghua grass." Got it."

Linghu Qiong was silent for a while, he floated to the bow of the boat in a flash, and stretched out his hand to Wang Yutong. He clenched a fist in his right hand, and there seemed to be something in his palm. He looked at Wang Yuting and smiled softly: "Then, please keep looking at this thing. If possible, how about using him to replace that spiritual herb?"

Wang Yuting was stunned for a moment, and reached out to catch the thing that Linghuqiong handed over. He shook his head and said with a smile: "Young Master Qiong, what can compare to this kind of extraordinary creation..."

The size of a thumb, the whole body is scarlet, and there is only a very fine black spot in the pupil, as if the eyeballs carved from rubies were gently placed in the palm of Wang Juyu by Linghu Qiong. Wang Yuting let out a high-pitched scream as if he had seen a ghost, and countless sweat spurted from his body, instantly drenching his whole clothes.

The small eyeballs seem to be extremely sticky, and when they touch Wang Tunting's palm, they are tightly attached to his hand. With the sound of '嗤嗤', the skin and flesh of Wang Tunting's palm was burned to the point of white smoke, and the eyeball quickly penetrated into his palm, and quickly burrowed along his arm to his body like a living thing.

Wang Yuting screamed hoarsely, and sweat continued to spurt from his body.

The founding ancestor of the dignified Wang clan, the strongest ancestor of the Wang clan, and one of the most powerful 803 saints of the saint clan, Wang Yuting seems to have seen a bunch of dead people in his job. The mouse screamed like a little girl, except for screaming, his mind went blank, and he couldn't say anything, let alone use his magical powers to attack this eyeball.

"Oh, you traitors, are you really afraid of your master?" Linghu Qiong smiled gently, admiring Wang Tunting's extremely distorted face full of fear: "Including those three immortals, The eight hundred and three of you dare not leave your main city, why? Can any of you tell me why you never leave the main city of each clan?"

Wang Yuting was still screaming hoarsely, and a foul-smelling liquid suddenly flowed out from his crotch. Already the venerable saint, Wang Tunting, whose body was clean without any impurities, was so frightened that the functions of the Eucharist were completely disordered, and he spewed out urine!

Wang Songling and other elders of the Wang family's holy clan were terrified, Wang Songling scolded sharply: "Linghu Qiong, what did you do to the ancestor?"

Linghu Qiong cast a contemptuous glance at Wang Songling, a thumb-sized sarcoma grew between his brows, and the sarcoma suddenly opened, revealing a blood-colored eye. As soon as this eye pupil appeared, it immediately released a frenzied and frenzied mental power like a madman. Wang Songling and other elders of the royal family twitched. .

The things they fear the most, fear the most, and worry the most in their lives are all shown in front of their eyes.

They saw that the Wang family's holy clan was wiped out, the main city of the holy clan was breached, the men of the Wang family were hacked to death, and the women of the Wang family were pressed to the ground by countless rude savages, stripped naked and crazy The ravaged rape-!

Among the men who were killed, there were their brothers, their descendants, and their favorite people; among the women who were ravaged, there were their sisters, their wives and daughters, and their female juniors!

They themselves were put on the slaughtering platform, humiliated and ravaged like pigs and dogs. All kinds of terrible, inhumane, and extremely shameful punishments were applied to them one by one. Their muscles were cramped and skinned, they were hacked into pieces, and their broken bodies were trampled and swallowed by countless monsters. Fear filled their hearts, boundless. Pain dominates their minds and souls.

The mountain forest below suddenly collapsed, and the grimace formation quietly emerged. Above the **** formation, countless strange figures stared at Linghu Qiong at the same time. These immemorial and shattered holy spirits injected their chaotic and chaotic spiritual power into Linghu Qiong's body, and released it with the help of the crimson pupil between Linghu Qiong's brows.

Following Wang Songling, many grand masters and elders of the Wang family were recruited one after another, and their sanity was taken away instantly.

Several Taishang elders hidden powerful weapons that could resist the attack of the primordial spirit in the sea of ​​knowledge of the Zifu, but these magical weapons were smashed to pieces just after colliding with the invading foreign spiritual power.

"You... Ka Ka!" Linghu Qiong's body convulsed, and one by one blue veins kept protruding from his body, like countless wriggling earthworms piercing through under his skin. This weird attack was also a terrible training for him.

Fortunately, he is a direct bloodline of the Linghu Sacred Clan, and he has tempered his body with rare medicinal materials since he was a child. His true strength is comparable to that of a physical saint, and his true cultivation is instilled by his terrifying master. , has also taken a shortcut to reach the Saint Realm.

A mental shock like a flood poured into Linghu Qiong's body, and spurted out from his eyebrows and eyes.

Linghu Qiong hissed with a laugh: "Wang Yutong, you never dreamed that I... was the most devout servant of the master, right? You traitor! You betrayed the master, you violated the relationship between you and the master." Contract, you **** things, you must be punished!"

Wang Yuting was not impacted by the soul, but after the **** eye was integrated into his body, it quickly penetrated his and moved to the position between his eyebrows. A mass of red light lit up between Wang Tuan's eyebrows, and the terrifying evil power of the primordial spirit invaded Wang Tuan's sea of ​​consciousness, turning into countless **** runes and eroding towards Wang Tuan's Taoist soul.

Wang Tunting's body trembled violently, and it took half an hour. When an elder Wang's mind collapsed completely because of the illusion, and he cut off his head with a sword, Wang Tunting suddenly let out a long cry, and a flower rose on his head. Qingyun opened, and a Daoist Heavenly Soul shaped like a ganoderma lucidum slowly emerged from the Qingyun.

Wang Tunting, who was twitching violently, opened his eyes. The sweat on his body had completely evaporated. He stared at Linghu Qiong, gritted his teeth and said, "A traitor? Who is the traitor? Linghu Qiong, you betrayed your own blood. You have betrayed your elders and the entire Holy Race, you are the traitor!"

Wang Luting howled hoarsely, his eyes almost jumped out of their eye sockets because of too much force: "Do you know what you are doing? You, do you want that guy to continue to control the entire Saint Race, let us all Become a... sacrifice to let him fish and meat?"

Linghu Qiong gritted his teeth, and the terrifying spiritual power was about to explode his sea of ​​consciousness. While silently practicing the secret method to stabilize the primordial spirit, he shouted sharply: "You still have the face to quibble? If it weren't for the grace of the master, where would you be?" Are there today's saints? You don't know how to repay your master, but instead, you hit back and severely injured your master when he was weak, and you want to banish him forever to the endless void!"

"You are the traitors, you are the ungrateful traitors!" Linghu Qiong jumped on his feet and roared: "Without a master, there would be no great feats of the Holy Spirit to sweep the Yuanlu world. Without a master, you are just a bunch of people!" Ants! Only the master can lead us to pursue the supreme avenue, make us truly immortal, truly eternal!"

Wang Yuting was so angry that his lips turned black, is it really eternal?

With such bewitching words, even the twenty-four immortals who are the highest in the Holy Spirit Realm dare not talk about true eternity, right? That monster, that bewitching monster, that monster that achieved the most holy method, but almost destroyed the holy race... Do you want to get eternity from him?

He will not give you eternity, but only eternal death.

The body was struggling to straighten up inch by inch~IndoMTL.com~ Enduring the severe pain of Yuanshen being eroded by the blood-colored runes, Wang Yuting slowly took out a fist-sized purple alchemy furnace. The glow lingers in the transparent purple alchemy furnace, which is the "good luck alchemy furnace" of Wang Yutong's natal instrument.

"Linghu Qiong, if you betray the Holy Clan, even if you are the descendant of Linghu Saint, your three generations of direct clansmen will definitely die."

Wang Jinting took a deep breath, and was about to sacrifice the alchemy furnace, when a golden torrent came from the oblique stab, hitting the back of his head heavily.

Wang Tongting let out a miserable howl, a large amount of blood gushed out from his broken brain, and he staggered and fell to the ground, unable to move any more.

Niu Jinniu appeared from the golden light. He looked at Wang Tunting who had been attacked and fell to the ground by himself, and he bowed gently to him with palms together.

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