Lou Twelve and the Snow Saint looked at each other again, with determination in their eyes. Lou Twelve's face gradually turned cold, and he said in a somewhat unkind tone: "Searching for souls? Elder Ling suspected that we had killed him.
Brother Feidu?"
"Not a suspicion!"
Ling Hong waved his hands domineeringly and said: "Anyone who comes out of the Moon Emperor's tomb is suspected. I am not responsible for the situation. My son died tragically. In order to seek justice for him, I can only wrong the twelve nephews and niece Jingya."
Already."
"snort!"
Lou Twelve snorted coldly and said: "What if we don't want to feel wronged? Is it possible that Elder Ling wants to kill us? We, the disciples of Yanyu, are not cowards who can be manipulated by others. Scholars can be killed without humiliation!"
The Snow Saint spoke for the first time: "Jingya has always respected the seniors of Lingxiao, but if they want to search for Jingya's soul, Jingya will not hesitate to die, and she is not willing to accept this humiliation!"
"Wow~"
The people watching the fun outside the valley were excited. They didn't expect to encounter such an exciting thing this time. Ling Xiao and Yanyulou Snow Mountain Palace were going to have sex? This is big news in the God Realm.
Murderous aura surged out of Ling Hong's body. He had just lost his son and was extremely depressed at the moment. If Lou Twelve and Snow Saint hadn't been extraordinary, he would have slapped them to death long ago.
Seeing the situation, one of Ling Xiao's elders might disappear, and quickly said: "Twelve, Jingya, Brother Hong just lost his son, can't you be more modest? Ling Xiao has been friends with Yanyulou Snow Mountain Palace for generations, and you and Feidu have also been friends.
Yes, logically speaking, you should all help us find the real murderer. Didn’t your elders tell you that the disciples of the Seventy-Two Divine Sect should help each other and be united and friendly outside?"
"hehe!"
Lou Twelve laughed mockingly and said: "It is necessary to help each other, to unite and be friendly. But it does not include allowing people to search for souls at will. In that case, we will lose all our souls. This is the greatest insult to our personality. My grandfather once told
Let me tell you the truth, we disciples of Yanyu Tower can die, but we must not be humiliated!"
The Snow Saint then said: "Elder Ling Gang, we have no grievances against Mr. Feidu, why do we want to kill him? Even if we have grievances, we will only ask the elders to come forward. How can we kill him privately? Each sect has its own grievances.
We all know the secret rules, we must not kill the core disciples, this is something our elders have often warned us about. We must not accept Soul Searching’s forgiveness. I can swear the Lord God’s blood oath that Ling Feidu was definitely not killed by us.
Otherwise we will die badly."
Ling Gang and several elders from Lingxiao looked at each other, and there was already some belief on their faces. After all, the blood oath of the Lord God was not something that could be messed with casually. This thing is the highest standard blood oath in the God Realm, and many strong men in history have violated it.
Already died a tragic death.
Lou Twelve shrugged and said: "I can also make a blood oath to the Lord God, and I will never kill Ling Feidu."
Ling Gang glanced at Ling Hong, but the gloomy look on the latter's face did not ease. He said in a cold voice: "Whether you kill them or not, just stay here for now. No one can leave. It's not too late to leave after the matter is found out."
."
"Um?"
Lou Twelve's face darkened again, his eyes full of rebelliousness. He suddenly crushed a blood-red jade talisman in his hand, then took out a sword in his hand and pointed it at Ling Hong and said, "People from Ling Xiao, are you bullying me?"
Are you too harsh? Do you really think that we, the people from Yanyu Tower, are easy to bully? The disciples from Yanyu Tower obey my orders and rush out with me. Anyone who dares to stop me will be shot to death. I, the Twelfth Floor, still don’t believe it. The people from Lingxiao really dare to attack us.
Leave?"
"Well..."
The disciples of Yanyu Tower were all frightened. What kind of madness is Lou Twelve? Ling Feidu is dead. Ling Hong has a bad temper. Is he seeking death?
Snow Saint understands that Lou Twelve is preparing to create opportunities for Lu Li. After all, if the scene is not chaotic, it will be easy for Lu Li to come out.
Her eyes flickered several times, thinking that if Lu Li and the others had not died, they would have been trapped in the Moon Emperor's tomb for at least a thousand years. A woman's thousand years are very precious, and she might become an old woman when she comes out after a thousand years.
Thinking of this, she gritted her silver teeth, took out a green branch and said: "The disciples of Snow Mountain Palace follow my orders and rush out to see if the elders of Ling Xiao really dare to kill us? Although we, Snow Mountain Palace, are all female disciples
, but there is also a pride that is no weaker than that of a man, rush!”
"You're so brave, you want to die?"
Ling Hong was completely angry. He had a high status in Lingxiao. At this moment, he had just lost his son, and his heart was full of anger and murderous intent. Now how dare the two juniors of the Snow Saint on the 12th floor dare to collide with him like this? This made him feel sad in his heart.
The anger was suppressed to the extreme and was about to burst out.
"Walk!"
Lou Twelve took the lead and walked outside with extremely firm steps. The people in Yanyu Tower had been following Lou Twelve and could only grit their teeth and follow.
On the other side, the Snow Saint also walked out step by step with the female disciples from the Snow Mountain Palace and pressed towards the Ling Xiao disciples outside the cave.
"Hiss~"
The people watching the excitement all became excited. If the three divine sects really started to fight, it would be a grand event for thousands of years. What they saw today would be enough for them to brag about for many years.
The expressions of Ling Gang and others changed drastically, their eyes were filled with rage and uneasiness. Ling Gang kept looking at Ling Hong. If Ling Hong couldn't suppress his anger and killed the Snow Saint and Lou Twelve, it would lead to a war among the three sects.
.
Lou Twelve and others were approaching step by step. The sword in his hand lit up with five colors of light, and the armor on his body appeared, with a look of determination on his face. The Yanyulou disciples behind him were infected by Lou Twelve's aura, and they all took out their weapons.
, ready to fight at any time.
The Snow Saint's face was cold. Although her aura was not as strong as Lou Twelve's, her steps were equally firm and she kept walking side by side with Lou Twelve. She looked at Ling Hong with eyes as clear as water, like a stubborn child.
On the other hand, the strong men on Ling Xiao's side were a little uneasy. Although they did not retreat and held weapons in their hands, their momentum was much weaker.
Killing Lou Twelve and Snow Saint in front of so many people would be equivalent to declaring war with the two major sects. Ling Xiao is not weak, but if he is jointly attacked by Yanyu Tower and Snow Mountain Palace, Ling Xiao will definitely
Completely reduced to ashes.
Ling Hong knows this very well. The problem is that he can't step down at this moment!
His son died just now, but now he is being oppressed and regressed by two juniors? How will he survive in the God Realm in the future? Ling Xiao's prestige will also be wiped out.
A dark cyan light lit up in his hand, and he looked at Lou Twelve getting closer and closer, with heaven and man fighting in his heart. He could instantly suppress Lou Twelve and the Snow Saint, but once the war started, it would be easy to accidentally kill people.
Can't control it...
"Buzz~"
At this moment, the space above the valley fluctuated slightly, and then the spiritual energy of heaven and earth condensed into a pair of eyes in mid-air. A pressure as vast as the sky pressed down, making everyone in the valley breathless.
When these eyes appeared, Lou Twelve crushed another jade talisman in his hand. He knew that this was the best time. If Lu Li couldn't sneak out now, he wouldn't be able to escape.
"Twelve, what happened?"
A majestic old voice sounded. Lou Twelve raised his eyes towards the mid-air and said, "Grandpa, Elder Ling suspects that I killed his son. He not only wants to search for our souls, but also imprisons us. His grandson is preparing
Take people and rush out."
"grandfather?"
A person's name comes to mind in countless people's minds: Lou Twelve's grandfather, Lou Tianxing, the leader of the Bloody Battle Hall in Yanyu Tower, and the number one killer in Yanyu Tower!
The majestic old voice soon rang again, causing the whole place to boil: "Ling Hong, your son is dead, and you are going to take it out on my grandson? Believe it or not, I went up to Lingxiao Mountain alone to kill your Lingxiao Palace.