Chapter seven hundred and eighteen stealing relatives
The next day.
The sacred mountain is towering and shrouded in clouds and mist.
Under the sacred mountain, the Qinglian people all look up to the sacred mountain with reverence and yearning.
boom!
The wind and clouds merged, the heaven and the earth hummed, and deep in the void, it was like an invisible bell ringing, rushing into everyone's will and mind.
Under the sacred mountain, countless Qinglian tribe members were shocked, and immediately stared at the sacred mountain with bewildered expressions on their faces.
What happened?
At the same moment, a circle of lotus light suddenly bloomed on the top of the sacred mountain and spread in all directions. The majestic holy halo gradually gathered into a huge and majestic green lotus on the sacred mountain.
The green lotus, a total of sixteen pieces, transformed on the sacred mountain and spread, crystal clear, and the whole world was instantly swept by the majestic power of holiness.
Countless Qinglian people looked in awe.
"What happened? You summoned all the clan members?"
"This is Qinglian Tianyin, summoning the whole clan."
"Could it be related to Young Master Blood Spirit? Does the clan really plan to marry His Highness Youran to Young Master Blood Spirit?"
"Go quickly."
Many tribesmen looked at the awe-inspiring holy lotus light that filled the entire sky, and then one after another figures rose into the sky and climbed up the sacred mountain.
A ray of blood rushed out, and it was the Blood Spirit Master. He looked at the movement of the sacred mountain, his eyes gleaming.
"Young Master Blood Spirit, what a coincidence."
Chen Ling walked out of the courtyard, glanced at Mr. Blood Spirit and smiled lightly.
Master Xue Ling's face suddenly darkened, and he glared at Chen Ling ferociously. The surging anger in his eyes turned into a terrifying blood light: "Boy, I didn't expect that a mere disciple of Shenwu Temple of yours would have such energy to propose marriage, but today
I will let you know what will happen if you dare to go against me."
"Li Youran belongs to me."
Chen Ling's eyes narrowed, flashing with a cold light: "Then we'll see."
Whoosh!
After the words fell, Chen Ling flew up and climbed to the sacred mountain.
Young Master Xue Ling's expression turned gloomy, and then he also climbed up the sacred mountain.
Above the body, a majestic battle platform stands, as large as a thousand feet, running across the edge of the sacred mountain, filled with an ancient chilling atmosphere, like a living ancient battlefield.
The densely packed Qinglian people stood outside the battle platform, looking at the battle platform with shock in their eyes.
"The Purple Gold Battle Platform has come out, hiss."
"Who wants to duel?"
"The Purple Gold Battle Platform is the highest battle platform of our clan. It has not appeared for more than ten years. Whenever it appears, it is an extremely important duel."
"Who is going to duel here today?"
Countless tribesmen were shocked and at a loss.
A small number of people who knew the inside story looked at the majestic purple-gold battle platform, and their hearts trembled, and the shock on their faces could not be concealed.
Chen Ling and Young Master Xue Ling boarded the body, and Young Master Xue Ling immediately attracted most people's attention.
"Master Blood Spirit, this guy is here too."
"What happened today has something to do with this guy, right?"
"If His Highness marries Young Master Blood Spirit, it would be a serious sin. I hope the clan will never let Your Highness marry Young Master Blood Spirit."
On the contrary, no one paid attention to Chen Ling.
"It's such a big battle platform, with such a terrifying and chilling atmosphere." Looking at the battle platform, Chen Ling trembled.
The purple gold battle platform is magnificent. The majestic killing energy surges into the void, causing waves.
That aura was as if countless strong men had dueled on this battlefield in ancient times, leaving behind such a terrifying aura.
His eyes moved slightly and fell on Young Master Xue Ling. Hearing the weak discussions around him, Chen Ling couldn't help but sneer.
It seems that this Blood Spirit Master is not very popular among the Qinglian clan.
boom!
The sacred mountain roared, waves of nothingness stirred, and a figure appeared out of thin air.
"Hiss, Purple Lotus King."
"Oh my god, Lord Purple Lotus King is still alive."
Countless warriors were completely stunned and looked at the figure walking out of the void in disbelief.
"Greetings to Lord Purple Lotus King."
The next moment, the warriors of the Qinglian clan all bowed and saluted with an unprecedented momentum.
Chen Ling was horrified to see this scene.
The Purple Lotus King actually has such a huge reputation.
When Young Master Xue Ling saw the Purple Lotus King, his expression darkened.
King Purple Lotus came out of seclusion, but he didn't even know what he meant.
Behind King Purple Lotus, followed by Li Youran, with Li Cangshan on one side.
The Purple Lotus King smiled slightly, raised his hand, and an invisible force lifted everyone up.
"From today onwards, I will take over the position of clan leader. Ten years later, I will pass it on to Youran."
"Today, the whole clan is summoned here for one thing."
The solemn voice of the Purple Lotus King echoed in the void, attracting everyone's gaze.
"Before, Young Master Xuehe Xueling came to propose marriage, and not long ago, Chen Ling, a disciple of Shenwu Palace, also came to propose marriage. Both of them are outstanding figures of the younger generation in Wuzhou. Therefore, today, the two of them are fighting on the Zijin Battle Stage.
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"The winner will be eligible to propose marriage."
The whole place was in an uproar.
"Chen Ling? Chen Ling, a disciple of Shenwu Palace, how come I have never heard of him?"
"Where is Chen Ling? Although I have never seen him, if he can defeat the Blood Spirit Master, I will definitely support him."
"We must not allow Mr. Blood Spirit to be eligible to propose marriage."
"Tsk, tsk, this Chen Ling dares to steal the bride from the Blood Spirit Master. I'm afraid he has some strength and is in for a good show."
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"Both of you, please come on stage."
Purple Lotus King waved his sleeves and shouted in a deep voice.
Swish!
Chen Ling and Young Master Xue Ling flew out from the crowd and stepped onto the purple gold battle stage.
"Beginner level of the Great Sage?"
"Oh my God, is that guy crazy? How can the beginning of the Great Sage be the opponent of Young Master Blood Spirit?"
"It's over. There is no suspense in this battle."
"Even if he is a peerless genius, the gap between him and Mr. Blood Spirit is too big. There is no comparison at all."
"What else is there to fight for?"
"Does the clan really plan to marry His Highness to the Blood Spirit Master? What's the difference between that and pushing him into a sea of fire?"
On the battlefield, Chen Ling looked at Mr. Blood Spirit and smiled and said: "It seems that you are not very popular among the Qinglian clan. The people's wishes are what they want, so why don't you leave quickly?"
Mr. Blood Spirit's face twitched and twisted violently, and he stared at Chen Ling with gnashed teeth: "I have sharp teeth and a sharp mouth. I will smash all your teeth in a while to see what else you can say."
"If you lose later, it will be a huge loss. It's better to get out now." Chen Ling said calmly.
"die."
Young Master Xue Ling's anger tore his chest apart, and with a roar, wrapped in a large amount of blood, he rushed towards Chen Ling like lightning. The blood rolled and instantly condensed three bloody giant swords.
"Blood Shadow Three Kills."
boom!
The three blood swords instantly turned into three blood shadows, criss-crossing each other and slashing towards Chen Ling in an ethereal trajectory.
After the battle, Li Youran looked worried.
"Don't worry, that kid is far from as simple as he appears. Young Master Blood Spirit may not be his opponent." Seeing the worry on Li Youran's face, the Purple Lotus King couldn't help but sigh and said slowly.
If he couldn't see Chen Ling's background, would he dare to let Chen Ling fight the Blood Spirit Master?
When Li Youran heard this, her pretty face slightly expanded, but deep in her beautiful eyes, there was still a little worry. (To be continued)