Chapter 216 Rebellion（1/2）
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The head of the Moheta family was in a very bad mood, extremely bad. He was so bad that he almost wanted to order to kill all humans and non-blood creatures in nearby cities. Fortunately, his anger was finally suppressed by his powerful magic power. Apart from "missing" to strangle a few low-level descendants, he did not do much to make his allies laugh at and lose his decent things.
Of course, no one of his twenty-nine allies is in a good mood at this moment, and it can even be said that one is worse than the other. However, as a landlord, Moheta, as a landlord who provided a place to make them the thirty landlords who had secretly rebelled against the activities of the Supreme Elderly clan, seemed to have a heavier responsibility. If there was a three-way and two-way shortcoming in the future, the sanctions they suffered would be even more terrifying.
In fact, the reason why these heads who have a high status in the blood clan are so panicked is very simple. That is, the great elder of the Supreme Elder, the most powerful Saint Salath family, the head of the blood clan, brought several highest elders and a dozen elders, together with a group of good players from his family, suddenly came to the territory of the Moheta family and stayed at the outer periphery of the galaxy where the Moheta family headquarters are located. The great elder also asked to visit the Moheta family very politely, saying that his group of old men suddenly became elegant and wanted to go out to hunt, and passed by the precious land, and came to visit them.
The head of the Moheta family roared angryly: "Damn it, they haven't left the Supreme Elderly Council for a long time. The most recent trip was 20,000 years ago, right? Will they go out to hunt? Is there any prey worth their own hands? Is the gods of the temple? Also, if you cross the border, you need to dispatch a large number of troops to almost block our small galaxy?" He punched a heavy punch in the void. The fist wind was weak, but the powerful demonic energy on his fist made the air in the entire hall fluctuate violently.
An old ghost smiled bitterly: "But it's not a solution for us to stay in the door and not accept it. They have been waiting outside the galaxy for three days. No matter from any aspect, we have to welcome the great elders with the most solemn etiquette. We haven't given a reply for three days, so I'm afraid they can't hold back. In fact, we don't have the strength to not welcome them at all, it's just that they don't come in."
The head of the Moheta family sneered: "It's been three days, three days... those guys still haven't spit out a word. I really want to take the risk of giving them the first embrace, but those useless wastes can't find the opportunity to start. The magic weapon they carried on them actually flew out of their bodies and began to protect their master with self-consciousness. It's really hateful."
The old ghosts were silent for a long time before one of them sighed: "It would be better to kill them, then destroy the corpses, and then welcome the Great Elders and the others. Just find an excuse to deal with the matter... Confronting the Supreme Elders is not something that our mere thirty medium-sized families can do. We have mobilized so long, but less than 40% of the masters of each family arrived. How to fight against them? Impossible... I believe that our larger strongholds are surrounded at this moment."
The old ghosts started to make noise and divided into four or five camps with different opinions and started to clamor. The head of the Moheta family and several particularly gloomy family heads looked at the scene helplessly and sighed deeply in their hearts.
In the flying castle of the St. Sarat family, the Great Elder sat steadily on the throne, and his head almost touched the ceiling. He muttered a little dissatisfiedly: "Since my great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's status was built at that time. It's not a big-grandfather's identity
One of the highest elders standing in the hall smiled: "Of course, the noble elder, but as the owner of the highest power of the blood clan, you usually rarely go out. Moreover, maintaining the integrity of the antiques left by your ancestors is a sacred rule. Look, the patterns on this ceiling are so beautiful. If you expand, a slight damage will be irreparable."
The elder sighed proudly, picked up the huge wine glass and drank a sip of blood wine, nodded and said, "That's true, these patterns were designed by the most famous human artist at that time, and they merged the dual artistic beauty of blood clans and humans, and they were very avant-garde... By the way, is there still no news from the Moheta family?"
An elder snorted coldly, and a few green flames flashed in his deep concave eyes: "They deserve to die. They are all bastards from the middle-class family, who dared to let such a group of noble people wait for so long on the periphery of their territory, especially the great elder, you are here in person. They actually have the courage to find excuses to delay. It is really unforgivable."
The elder shook his head gently, shook his glass, and smiled sinisterly: "Of course, we can understand, right? We can understand, they are afraid, hahaha, among us, one family can fight against about twenty medium families like them. Can they not be afraid? Maybe, they are trying to ask for confessions, of course, I believe they have gained nothing, otherwise, they have eliminated the evidence and welcomed us into the door."
He chuckled and narrowed his eyes, took a sip of blood wine, and could see a strange red slid slowly from his face and his neck. Then, his skin returned to the clay-like, lifeless white.
A high-greasy cake that seemed to be covered with honey sounded: "Oh my dear father, why are you so angry? Those lower blood tribes who don't know what to do, I can clean up the things you do by just moving my fingers. You really don't have to work hard. Alas, we have been waiting for three days. I haven't sucked the blood of the beautiful virgin for three days. The blood of those blood slaves is really hard to drink. How long do we have to wait?"
The elder's eyelids flipped, and two rays of light flashed like light and light, and slowly spoke: "Monte, my child, don't be too anxious. Waiting, waiting is a wonderful experience. After our army completely eradicates the territory of their thirty families, we will deal with those bastards. Well, I firmly believe that they dare not and are reluctant to kill those prisoners, so we can take advantage of the opportunity to get a little more territory, right?"
Monte spat disdainfully: "How much is the territory of a small family like Moheta worth? Alas, I really don't know what you think. However, since you all said that, I can only obey the orders. Who said I am the captain of the guard directly under the temple? Maybe I should consider it, after this matter is over, I will give me a higher official position?"
Several of the highest elders rolled their eyes and ignored Monte's request for official positions in front of them. The Great Elder himself pretended not to hear Monte's nonsense and ignored the past.
The elder thought in his mind: "Depend time, try to delay time. Humph, our soldiers are in the middle of the brink. Moheta and the others will definitely use a large number of people to warn us. So, the spies of the Saint-Sarat family, can you complete the task of the task force? I am really looking forward to it... However, those old men seem to have plans, but they can't wait to massacre those thirty families and get the secret technique to practice."
"No, as long as there is a glimmer of exclusive hope, I cannot share it with you. I just want to use the power of the Great Elder to let the army stay here. What can you do to me? In comparison, I have more information in my hands than you. At least you don't know the existence of that man, right? Although he was shot into the alien space by Cassia, someone in the Demon Palace must know where he came from. As long as we follow a few clues and continue to investigate, our Saint-Sarat family may still get the magic tricks to practice."
The elder had already had a perfect calculation in his heart. Although he was equally strong about the "Star Art", he was not so strong that he lost his mind. How to bring the greatest benefit to his family in this matter is something he needs to do well. Monte looked down on the territory of the Moheta family. In his opinion, it was just a complaint of the ignorant child of "children". For a big family, even the increase in territory of a small planet is a valuable resource. At least thousands of jobs can be arranged for...
Just as the highest ruling classes of the blood clans in the hall were thinking with their own ulterior motives, an elderly blood clan of the Saint-Sarat family rushed in without regard for their demeanor. He pushed open the guards at the door and shouted loudly: "Oh my God, the head of the family, the noble head of the family, something is wrong."
The elder's eyes suddenly opened, and he called himself the head of the family in front of outsiders. Then, the things he reported must be related to his family, especially the most mature lord in his clan who lost his usual stability, and the matter must be extraordinary. He asked in surprise: "What happened?"
The lord ran to the throne of the Great Elder in panic and stammered: "The Great Lord Cassia, he, he, he was killed. The more than 10,000 elite families he brought with him were also killed at the same time. According to the report of the Elderly Army present, they were killed with just one move."
The elder stood up suddenly, his head hit the ceiling heavily. After knocking a hole in the ceiling made of the most precious black stone, he sat back on the throne. He murmured to himself: "Impossible, impossible, how could Cassia be killed? That guy Kakashili has up to 20,000 people, which is all the strength that can be gathered in a hurry in his territory. Not to mention that the elites we sent were almost all members of the Great Duke or above, and there were masters from other families in their 100,000 families next to him. Could it be..."
Monte looked at his father who was out of control, and thoughts were like a windmill in his heart. Is his uncle dead? In other words, the family has vacated a position as a great lord? That is a fat man. Although the temple guard sounds majestic, how can there be any money? If he becomes the great lord of a place, then he can ask for help, call the wind and rain, and do everything. He doesn't feel sorry for his uncle's death. That kind of old ghost is just an obstacle to the young people's rise.
The other highest elders and elders were secretly happy that the Saint-Sarat family suffered a heavy blow, and at the same time they were considering whether the people sent by their family had also suffered great harm. In the end, they had to make a very sad face on their face. Even though they were all old fairies for hundreds of thousands of years and hundreds of thousands of years, they took a lot of effort to survive.
Just as the people in the hall were thinking about their own thoughts and were thinking about how to respond, everyone felt the abnormal energy fluctuations in the outside air. Originally, it was impossible for the blood clan to feel the flow of heaven and earth's vitality, but when the star power around them began to compress violently and the magic power in their bodies was also greatly impacted, it was like a flash bomb exploded in the dark, and all the blood clans felt this abnormal situation.
A light shout came: "Explode." The sound was very light, but it was like thunder in my ears. The blood clan, who was slightly less powerful, bleeded in his mouth and nose, and fell to the ground with his head in his arms and rolled. Then, there was a shocking thunderbolt. In the powerful oscillation, the flying castle of the Gestein family, which belonged to the highest elder, was shattered into pieces by a huge thunderbolt. Hundreds of magic barriers were shattered by huge impact forces, and had no defensive effect at all. Thousands of elite elite tribes in the castle were easily torn apart like paper people.
An ancient castle was shattered, and a circular formation that was originally arranged in perfectly to prevent invasion by others appeared in a gap. A series of golden light, a fire light, and seven blood rainbows passed through the gap with a "sweep". The seven blood rainbows continued to slash black fireballs, and the sky was blown up, causing the deputy lord and the grand duke to run around. Occasionally, the unlucky body was incomplete, and they ran back to the castle of their family in panic.
The Great Elder and all the Supreme Elders, the elders screamed in anger and humiliation. Then, black lightning flashed from them, and a huge spiritual force emerged from them. After they gathered together, they chased the enemies who broke into their blockade.
However, even though they reacted quickly, the nine lights were faster, especially as if the lights behind were all wrapped in a golden light in front of them and flew with an astonishing speed. They instantly broke away from the Great Elder's divine sense area, and could only retract their own power in anger.
A top veteran asked blankly: "Who is it? Who is it? The people in the temple? The people in the demon temple? Unless they are masters of the level like Soetuk, who can do this?"
The elder shook his head with a gloomy face: "It's not that lunatic Soetuk. If it were him, he wouldn't have escaped. He would have rushed down and fought with us, and would not have just destroyed an ancient castle and left... You have also seen that the strength of our blood clan is far inferior to that of the golden age of the ancient times. An unknown person dares to despise us."
An elder lowered his head and sighed: "Our members are widely distributed, with many family members, and even more people than those in the Temple and the Demon Palace. However, there are too few masters. Among us, we cannot find those who can fight against the top figures in the Second Temple of Gods and Demons. Perhaps, except for you, the Great Elder."
The elder smiled bitterly: "I? I might be able to tie Soetukra slightly, but if their Demon Palace Master or Temple Master takes action, I will lose... So, we need that thing, right? Brothers, let's swear, no matter which family gets the secret of cultivation, they must let all the blood brothers know. Do you agree?"
Several old ghosts looked at each other, nodded silently, and made a vow. The shock to them just now was too great. They felt that they had to increase the power of the blood clan as soon as possible, otherwise they would not have to continue to do so.
The Great Elder smiled proudly in his heart: "Okay, okay, you swear, but I don't believe that these vows can be fulfilled. I have never felt the will of the demon god. How can they supervise our vows? However, you bastards firmly believe in the vows, so that's fine... Humph, as long as you have the chance, our Saint-Sarat family will still have to take the mantra." It vaguely, the Great Elder knew that the nine people who broke through the blockade would bring great changes to things, but what kind of changes would it be? He had no way of knowing.
Yi Chen took Jester and the others to fly quickly towards the headquarters of the Moheta family, and sarcastically said: "Are they blocking this galaxy? It seems that the blockade line is too weak, right?"
Skye sent a message: "Boss, you don't know how terrible your strength is now. You can't be considered a human being now. You are a monster and a ghost... Hey, hey, don't hit him, you are God, you are an angel, you are the great Virgin Mary. Oh my God, are you not satisfied?... Don't hit him, can't I change a few adjectives?"
As they laughed and made fun of each other, the nine people restrained their breath, easily passed the patrol team outside the Moheta family, and sneaked into their headquarters.
Speaking of which, Yi Chen and his team's mission is also very simple. The first is to save people and try to rescue Kane and the others as soon as possible. The second is to kill people, secretly kill the current head of Moheta's family, so that Kakashili in the distance has a legitimate reason to take over the power. The third is to instigate the rebellion, allowing the other twenty-nine heads to follow Yi Chen and the others willingly rebel against the blood clan. I think it is easy to achieve a little coercion and temptation.
Looking at the blood clan members flying in the sky, like a black tornado, Sky and the others were stunned: "Oh my God, how many members do they have? Where is Kakashili? We already feel very spectacular when we see more than 100,000 blood clan members taking action at the same time. But look at this place, how many people have their thirty families mobilized over... Look at the thickest tornado, which is completely formed by bats, with a diameter of at least one hundred kilometers."
Even though Yi Chen's strength is already lingering in the human world at this moment, he still feels numb when he sees such a scene. Even if he is the first-class Golden Immortal, he will probably be wiped out by the combined attack of this blood clan calculated in millions. The strength of the Golden Immortal is limited, and the power of the masses is unlimited, especially so many blood clans who already have great strength.
Yi Chen muttered: "When we save people, it's best to be low-key. Remember, you must be low-key. If only 400,000 vampires are born, I have the confidence to take you in and out in seven. Anyway, I'm fast, and they can't catch up with us, which is equivalent to fighting alone with them. But these tens of millions of vampires are densely packed all over the sky. Just punching a punch is tens of millions of fists, and there is no place to hide."
Jester nodded repeatedly and said with a little palpitation: "Of course, of course, fuck, I was driving a tank and going to fight with a million people with rifles. I could think of who would win, let alone, except for you, boss, none of us are qualified to be tanks. Damn, those blood-red ones with golden symbols on them are the lord's strength blood clans? I saw more than two hundred at a glance, which was terrible."
Yi Chen muttered: "Give me tens of millions of magic weapons, and I have the confidence to clean them up. One magic weapon can easily kill a blood clan. However, how many magic weapons can be obtained by the immortals from ancient times to the present? Okay, don't talk nonsense, go... Be careful, be careful not to step on dead branches under your feet."
A group of nine people carefully touched the nearest castle. Looking at this way, it would be impossible to find the single blood tribes who grabbed their tongues and asked for confessions without entering the castle. If you want to catch a few of the black and dense bat tornadoes, Yi Chen would probably become the first poor person in the human world who was beaten to death by a crowd and possessed the strength of a Golden Immortal?
Fortunately, Yi Chen changed into the blood clan clothing that he had exploited from Kakashili, and Jester's black clothes were all covered with black clothes. After Skye changed his large cloak from somewhere, he could barely pretend to be a blood clan with his tall and thin figure. In addition, the unique breath of the blood clan emitted by Skye and the other seven people, he approached the castle without any danger along the way.
The elder who was waiting for family spies to return from outside the galaxy would probably not be like this? Thirty families have mobilized so many people, and even if his spies stole the people, they would not be able to take them out.
Yi Chen was furious and muttered to the voice transmission: "Damn, the magic in the air is too much interference. I want to use my divine consciousness to search, but they are all disturbed. And there are a few guys with strong mental powers, and they actually noticed my exploration. It's really hateful."
Several people approached the castle carefully. Seeing the crazy flying blood tribes outside, they seemed to be in a frenzy of fighting atmosphere. They hurriedly walked into the unguarded castle gate and walked along the wall to the yard behind.
A blood clan baron was pointing fingers to help a large number of blood clan descendants: "Hurry up, you idiots, resist these energy crystals, be careful, each crystal is tens of thousands of times more precious than your life. This is to be used to deal with those damn enemies."
A faint dark magic passed by him, and Skye quietly replaced his control over these lowest-level descendants of the blood clan who had no ability to think, leaving all descendants standing there. The Baron was shocked and was about to turn around, Fal's claws had grabbed his neck, tightened suddenly, and snorted coldly: "Little devil, don't make a sound, otherwise you will be dead, and don't make any plans to spread information, otherwise you will be dead too."
Yi Chen's fingers approached the baron's forehead, and emitted a hazy, soft golden light, with an indescribable aura. Yi Chen's voice sounded softly: "Dear sir, tell me where your prisoners are imprisoned? Or, where are your supreme leaders? Is their castle?"
The baron replied with a dull look: "Captain? I don't know, I don't know... The head of the family and the others are all here. In the Caber Castle, 170 kilometers northwest, there is a huge stone tower with 33 floors, which is very eye-catching." He also took the initiative to explain the characteristics of the castle. It seems that Yi Chen's "mind confusion technique" has reached a new level.
Yi Chen nodded, punched him hard on the forehead, knocking him to a slight concussion and fainted on the ground, nodding, and the group walked out of the castle and rushed towards the direction of the Caber Castle on the ground. The dense bats in the sky were only paying attention to the movement above, and there was not much warning power for the noise on the ground, which was cheaper than Yi Chen and the others.
From a distance, after seeing a towering stone tower, Yi Chen stopped. Sky and the others rushed out hundreds of meters before running back in a daze and asked, "Boss, what's wrong?"
Yi Chen shook his head: "You can't go in like this. Let me think about how to talk to the heads of these blood clans without angering them. Well, it seems that it is better for me to act alone. It is difficult for them to discover me, and your power cannot guarantee that you can enter the castle safely. That's it, you are waiting for me here and don't cause trouble, okay?"
Jester looked at the large number of blood tribes flying in the sky like dark clouds, shook his head and said, "Boss, do we dare?"
Yi Chen nodded with satisfaction, muttered a few words, and suddenly lowered his body and had already penetrated into the mud beneath him. Skye's eyes suddenly popped out of his eye sockets, which made Jester amazed that the blood clan's physical potential was indeed infinite. Skye stuttered and asked: "What is this?"
Jester's knowledge was slightly broadcast, and he shook his head and sighed, "Tuxing Art. However, with the strength of an immortal, the boss may be the first since he has an immortal? Tsk tsk, if there are old antiques among the immortals, the boss's behavior will definitely be severely scolded. It's too shiny."
Skye and the others nodded repeatedly, squatted down and stroked the ground where Yi Chen disappeared, and were amazed. Ace whispered: "With this kind of skill, wouldn't it be more convenient to peep into a woman to take a bath?" The seven people laughed a little.
What Yi Chen learned was just the simplest earth escape. However, at this moment, his skills were no longer much slower than the most wise "Five Elements Immortal Escape". With the thoughts, he had already bumped into a tunnel with one head, and there were eleven marquis-level blood clans standing opposite him, looking at the head that suddenly poked out of the wall with surprise and fear on his face.
Yi Chen frowned, his body turned into a golden rainbow and shot out. His palms were slashed heavily on the necks of ten guys in a knife shape. Then, he held the neck of the last man tightly with his right hand and smiled sinisterly: "Dear, tell me, where are your prisoners?" The voice was so strange that he used the "mind confusion technique" again.
The marquis' resistance lasted about one percent more than the baron just now, and then honestly answered Yi Chen's question: "Turn left at the intersection in front, enter the next tunnel, and walk towards the place with green lights. The passage of blue-green lights is all traps and cannot be entered."
Yi Chen nodded and slashed him out with a palm. The "Kill God" spurted out, and his body and swords merged into a golden light of about an inch of hair, and flew out against the ground. Along the way, he encountered a patrol of hundreds of people, but how could these blood clans notice a silent golden light passing through their feet? Following the guidance of the marquis, Yi Chen quickly found the place where Chekov was imprisoned.
A wave of obscene words came from the prison: "Hey, why did you guys change? Why didn't you beauties come here? Although I can't really love them now, we can have a sad love on the pure spiritual level... Hey, what are you going to do? I can't stand you forcing me to search for my memories now... Oh my God, help me, boss, if you don't show up, I'll be really finished... I'll fight with you four old ghosts."
Yi Chen had already flashed in, and turned his hand and a "Qingyin Curse" sealed the gate of the prison. Amid Chekov's ecstatic screams, he punched out fifteen consecutive heavy punches, knocking out four old ghosts with high foreheads and eleven blood clan masters around them. Yi Chen snorted coldly, shot out more than a dozen golden lights, and drilled into the bodies of these blood clans, enough to seal the magic power in their bodies so that they could not use any force.
Chekov leaped in the metal plate funnyly for a few times and screamed: "Boss, help, my body is gone, the fucking ghost plate makes me unable to escape. I have pure mental power, I can't move. What is this."
Seeing a ball of blue jelly, Yi Chen's face suddenly became extremely cold. He said viciously: "Okay, I finally have a reasonable reason to kill the head of the Moheta family... He should have the awareness of death when he hurts my brother." With a wave of his hand, a golden light split the metal plate. Chekov's small Nascent Soul immediately returned to his original form, and rushed out with a trace of blue light waves that seemed to be water and mist.
As Yi Chen waved his hand, a huge, pure star power shot into Chekov's Nascent Soul's body. Chekov snorted a few times, and the Nascent Soul suddenly swelled like a balloon. Chekov's Nascent Soul swayed in the air for a few times, rushed towards Yi Chen in surprise, hugged him and shouted: "Boss, I miss you so much in the past two months."
Yi Chen stretched out his hand with a strange expression and blocked Chekov's body outside, muttering, "You're fucking unclothed, I don't have the interest in being hugged by naked men. Okay, okay, stop making trouble, are Kane and the others next door? Should they be next door? I heard Phil and the others just now, hehe, you can go over and take a look." Chekov looked at his naked Nascent Soul, smiled a few times, and followed Yi Chen tightly. His careful and hiding look was like a thief.
A headache, a headache. When Yi Chen lifted the 'Qingyin Mantra' at the door, he kept crying bitterly: "The matter of Philean Baby has not yet come to an end, and Chekov has become like this again. Although the Nascent Soul can also enter the Tao and become an immortal, it will take him tens of thousands of years to reach the threshold of an immortal with his virtue? If there are enough people to use the 'Shen Shen Crystal Liquid', it is nothing if I give him a thousand years of protection, but what if I can only use it alone? Should I wait here for two thousand years or not?"
Chekov didn't think so much at this moment? Anyway, Yi Chen came, Yi Chen saved himself, and everything was backed by him. Anyway, Yi Chen has always been troubled by his brains. Why should he cause trouble for himself?
Without any suspense, the guy who was about to forcibly transform the strength of several blood clan lords who were about to force the transformation of Kane and the others was knocked out. Yi Chen untied the rags all over, as if he was crushed by a heavy roller. He took action at will and cured the wounds of the three of them who were tortured. Yi Chen shook his head, stopped their culture, and yelled softly: "Open." A yellow light enveloped several people and escaped along the broken dirt road.
Leaving Kane and others to discuss what had happened in the past few months, and at the same time, they told Jester and others to take care of Chekov's soul. After he also added hundreds of layers of defensive spells to Chekov, Yi Chen was slightly relieved to escape into the castle again.
In the hall of the castle, several sects of the family heads were still clamoring, but the head of the Moheta family had sent people to take action. Just get the secret technique, but if you can't get it, you'll destroy the corpse and trace it, and then open the door to welcome the great elders. Anyway, there is no certificate, and the Supreme Elders can't destroy their thirty families, right? So, letting those heads quarrel desperately, the head of the Moheta family watched coldly, waiting for the report of his own tribesmen.
Yi Chen hid his breath and hid on a beam on the ceiling of the hall, covering his body with the help of several huge curtains. He smiled softly. Are these guys still arrogant and wise elders of the blood clan? They are almost in trouble, and they are still quarreling here for some unclear things. It is really ridiculous.
With a 'swish' sound, Yi Chen jumped off the ceiling and sorted out the blood clan costumes on his body. He bowed gracefully and smiled lightly: "Good evening, dear bosses." At some point, the moon on this planet had risen, hanging high in the air, emitting bright blue light.
Thirty old ghosts and the senior family members in the hall who had the lord or the strength of the lord in the hall stared at Yi Chen, and their magic power was raised up wildly, ready to give Yi Chen a fatal blow at any time. Yi Chen smiled. Although the more than 70 blood clans present were very powerful, such a small number of people could not pose any threat to him at this moment, because he had a lot of room for dodging, so his behavior was not affected by the violent magic fluctuations in the air at all, and was still so elegant and calm.
The head of the Moheta family snorted coldly: "You are wearing clothes with the badges of our core members, but you are not a member of our family. No, you are not even a blood clan. Who are you? How did you come in? What are you doing?"
Yi Chen chuckled: "The 1,945 magic traps along the way did not have any impact on me, or the spells I used were impossible to discover these magic traps, so I came in easily. As for what I was here to do, maybe I need to ask everyone."
Thirty heads of the family looked at each other, not knowing what Yi Chen meant. Yi Chen laughed: "I mean, if we talk well, we will be friends, good friends. If we can't talk, we will be enemies, the most terrible enemy, and I will turn around and leave. I don't need to conflict with you, because the army of the Supreme Elderly Council has arrived outside, and you can't beat them, right? Dear gentlemen, exterminate the clan... Maybe your beautiful daughters will become slaves used by the Saint-Sarat family to reproduction tomorrow."
The thirty old ghosts' faces pale a little. The head of the Moheta family, as the master, was the first to relax the magic power accumulated on their bodies. They took a few steps forward and showed a smile: "So, dear sir, can you bring us any turning points? I can even ignore the fact that you killed my family members and seized such a piece of clothing. If you can really bring us benefits and turning points, I can sacrifice several family members."
To be continued...