Tushan Qingqing's brows jumped and he quickly said: "Yu Lingxiao, don't you want the lives of your Yu family members?"

The Yu family members in the head's mouth were already shaken by the collision. If Tu Shan Qingqing hadn't subconsciously used half of his mana to protect them, a few of them would have died on the spot.

Yu Lingxiao looked at the Yu family members with blue and black brows, lingering aura of destruction, and deathly expressions on their faces.

"They are all afraid of being contaminated with bad luck, and without the blessing of their ancestors, they will be dragged into that world sooner or later."

"Even others and others will be provoked by the evil monsters of the ghost plague! If I bring them around, am I seeking death? But after all, we are a family, and we can't just kill them. Otherwise, I will look weak in front of my ancestors, and it will not look good.

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Yu Lingxiao vented some of his anger with a whip and calmed down. He immediately pointed and said: "Tushan Qingqing, hand over my family members, otherwise the next whip will not be so polite!"

Tu Shan Qingqing's brows jumped, and he said secretly: "I'm afraid this guy doesn't care about the life or death of these people. I planned to use them to hold him hostage, but I made a mistake! Moreover, this guy's complexion is as dark as gold paper, and his luck is restrained.

It was very different when I first came in. I'm afraid there's something very strange about me, forget it! I'll just bear with it this time."

"Hmph! You don't care about the lives of your own family, but our Northern Xinjiang Demon Tribe is still kind!"

Tushan Qingqing released the Yu family members and said: "When I caught you, I still held back my strength, but when your young patriarch whipped you down, I'm afraid I didn't take your lives into consideration. Go back and dig this place.

It is you who are responsible for all the dangers, and following this man will really bring bad luck to you."

After hearing this, many members of the Yu family turned pale, and looked at Yu Lingxiao with a certain amount of resentment.

Yu Lingxiao didn't care.

The only thing he worried about was the thoughts of the ancestor behind him.

But at the expense of the lives of the clan members, we must fulfill the instructions of our ancestors, which is a bonus here.

No matter how deep the resentment of the tribe is, it cannot hurt him in the slightest. On the contrary, when his father sent these people, he had already abandoned his son, so these words had no impact on him at all. They only strengthened Yu Lingxiao to use these people as consumables.

, the idea of ​​not allowing them to be safely returned to their families.

Yan Shu and Ning Qingchen saw this scene when they came to protect a dozen disciples of the Shenxiao Sect.

Yu Lingxiao stopped in the cave hall with a mountain whip on his back. His tribe was on the other side. The demon tribe in Northern Xinjiang looked at Yu Lingxiao with hostility. But for some reason, there was no hostility between the Yu family and the demon tribe.

Many big demons looked at them with a hint of strange sympathy.

With a scream, the old woman from Guanghan Palace burst in with disheveled hair.

Her face was distorted, as if she was half crazy. The monks from the Great Guangming Palace were behind and covered her with a mirror that emitted red light, thus stopping her from losing her composure.

"Daoyou Ni from Guanghan Palace encountered something strange on the road, and he is a little bit not sober."

He looked around and saw that everyone was in a bad state, so he smiled bitterly and said: "This place, this place is a little weird...I wonder what fellow Taoists have encountered? We are trapped in a strange dream, and some are hard to distinguish between reality and fiction. At this time, I don't know

Fellow Taoists, whether it is true or not, if you do anything later, please let me know!"

At this time, a group of dragon clan members also hurried over. There was a deep hesitation in the eyes of the old dragon, as if he doubted everything.

Hearing the Arctic Great Light monk explain again, he said hoarsely: "Don't come close to us. Who knows if there are any parasites among you? Long'er, stay here with your father and don't run around."

As he spoke, he glanced at everyone with his huge bloodshot dragon eyes.

Others didn't feel something was wrong, but Yu Lingxiao and Yan Shu both frowned slightly. The sword in Yan Shu's heart swayed, and he suddenly remembered: "When the dragon clan came in, it wasn't just a few old Jiaos and bastards.

Is this a real dragon? Why are there still dragons? No, how can there be so many people in the Dragon Clan?"

Yan Shu looked at the dozens of figures in the dragon clan, but he couldn't tell whether they were real. He just felt numb in his heart and subconsciously stayed away from them.

A lot of people gathered in this cave hall, and everyone rested here temporarily to join the people behind. Soon, a group of aristocratic families from the Southern Jin Dynasty, Buddhism, Cao Wei, and Tushita Palace, along with them, also caught up with them. Everyone

Their expressions were not good-looking, and many disciples from aristocratic families even looked frightened.

When Xu Daofu saw the crowd, he also smiled bitterly, shook his head and said: "The charm is very strange and fierce!"

The previous dangers had already drained most of everyone's energy, so a member of a noble family shouted to Xiaoyu and asked: "I don't know how dangerous this cave is, but you pretend that nothing has happened and you can come and go freely. What are you hiding?"

Xiaoyu knew he had offended the public, so he quickly explained: "We're almost there! The palace is just ahead. Once we get there, as long as we're not greedy, we'll be much safer...right?"

He looked around at the scattered crowd, and he really didn't know how much danger was mixed in here.

If disasters are contagious, everyone is probably targeted by seven or eight kinds of ghosts. With his rich experience in dealing with evil spirits, even if he walks out of Guixu alive, he will only bring disasters out, and it is better to die here.

Therefore, when I said this, I felt a little guilty.

At this time, a thumb-sized little man held a pen that was bigger than himself and flew up swingingly. The group of demons in the Demonic Way looked at each other with surprise in their eyes. Yan Shu was also slightly startled and said:

"Why did junior brother let you in?"

The ear canal god was babbling and gesticulating, and Yan Shu probably understood that it was not Qian Chen who was chasing it, but that it could no longer stay outside, so it had no choice but to run in.

"What's going on outside?"

Yan Shu did not understand the gestures made by the God of the Ear Canal this time, so the God of the Ear Canal could only draw a picture for Yan Shu.

The dark ink spreads everywhere on the stone wall, like the rolling black sea. There seems to be something hidden in the rolling. A string of beads shines in the darkness, round and smooth. There is a very long string of beads, but it breaks from it.

, scattered down.

Falling into darkness…
Chapter completed!