Chapter 474 This Native Threatens Me

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Song Qinglian really wanted to hack Emperor Chaobai to death with one sword, but after thinking about it, if he couldn't beat the opponent, he would not seek death.

It's just that Junior Brother Zuo Yunfei really came ahead of time, and he also brought a group of disciples. He couldn't disappear inexplicably.

He wanted to go in to see the situation, but just moved his footsteps and backed away.

Not right, very wrong.

Emperor Chaobai would never come here for no reason, and when he saw himself, he left without saying a word, and at the same time asked him something, without saying anything, there must be ghosts in it.

At the same time, he always felt that Emperor Chaobai had a dark wound.

"Could it be that this ancestral land is very dangerous?" Song Qinglian thought for a long time and felt that what she thought was right. There must be danger here, otherwise Emperor Chaobai would never leave for no reason.

At this moment, Song Qinglian has been convinced by her own wisdom, which must be the case, if this ancestral land is not dangerous at all, or there are many treasures.

He had already rushed in like a dog to Emperor Bai, where would he wait for others?

"Elder, we can't go down yet?" a disciple asked.

The name of the ancestral land has been heard for a long time. As true disciples, they naturally want to go to the ancestral land to find immortal fate. Maybe if they are lucky, they will encounter benefits.

But without the permission of the elders, even if they wanted to go down, they couldn't go down.

"Don't worry." Song Qinglian waved her hand, and she had to give him some time to think about it. Judging from the results just speculated, it is not a wise move to go now.

In the distance, Emperor Chaobai really hoped that Song Qinglian would go down in person. Those natives in the ancestral land were of extraordinary strength and should not be underestimated. If the Immortal Sword Sect lost two elders, it would be able to appease their sorrowful hearts.

The fourteen elders of the sect were crushed by the natives, and at the same time, his Diyuan Bell was plundered by these natives. It can be said that the losses were heavy, so bad that he wanted to hit the wall and die.

Look carefully, has such a huge loss happened before?

That is completely absent.

But now, in the land of the ancestors, a small half of the elders of the sect will die there. If this is known to other sects, it will not be turned upside down.

If it is an ordinary elder in the sect, he can accept it. After all, the sect lacks everything, that is, there is no shortage of people, but now? These elders are top elders, the main force of the sect.

"Jump, jump in for me." Emperor Chaobai's eyes kept staring at Song Qinglian in the distance, and he had been standing there for a long time. Why can't he jump down with such ink marks, and see for himself.

At this time, Song Qinglian seemed to have received some news, and took the true disciples and left like a wind.

Emperor Chaobai was very unhappy, and felt bitter in his heart. Why was their sect the most unlucky, while other sects had no losses. The biggest loss was that the Xianjian sect also lost an elder.

But compared to the Xuanwu Thirty-Three-Three Palaces, it is nothing compared to nothing. How can it be compared?

At this time, the true disciples of the Immortal Sword Sect were stunned when they found that Elder Song had left in a hurry. Didn't this come to the land of the origin, why did they turn back.

As for Song Qinglian, he had just received a huge news. The news was amazing and made him a little scared.

More than a dozen elders from the Thirty-Three Days Palace of Xuanwu came to the land of the ancestors. In the end, only Tang Tianri came up alone, and later came back to the land of the ancestors with the Diyuan Bell.

In the end, there was not even a shadow left, and as for that place Yuan Zhong, it was as if he had completely disappeared from the world.

"It's terrifying, this seat just doesn't feel right. It turns out that this guy, Emperor Chaobai, is trying to cheat himself." Song Qinglian cursed in her heart, and the headmaster of the Ten Sects of the Immortal Dao turned out to be so despicable and shameless.

If it wasn't for the news from the sect just now, he probably couldn't help being curious and came down to take a look.

In the base of the Immortal Sword Sect, Song Qinglian couldn't wait to come to the meeting place.

"What's the situation? Is this news true or false?" As soon as he came in, he opened his mouth and asked. It was just a sound transmission, and it was only an outline. As for the specific situation, it was not known.

"Elder Song, don't be impatient. This is the spy we arranged in the Thirty-Three-Three Palace of Xuanwu. The information sent back should not be fake."

Song Qinglian was stunned, then took a breath, and said indignantly: "If it's true, then Emperor Chaobai is really too hateful, and he dares to try to trick me. If it wasn't for your voice transmission, I'm afraid this seat would have to do it too. down."

"However, if this is true, doesn't it mean that when Junior Brother Zuo entered the land of the ancestors, something unexpected happened?"

He couldn't believe it. Although Junior Brother Zuo was a little cowardly, his strength was still very good. Even he was not an opponent of the indigenous people. How powerful are the indigenous people?

"Nine times out of ten," said the elder of the Immortal Sword Sect.

"How come, my faction actually lost an elder, this is a huge blow." Song Qinglian looked very solemn, Zuo Yunfei, as the elder of the sect, was very powerful. One of the powerhouses has been killed now, which is a great loss to the sect.

"Hey, fortunately, according to the information, the Xuanwu Thirty-Three-Three-Day Palace has lost fourteen elders, and the Diyuan Bell of Emperor Chaobai has been left in the land of the ancestors. I am afraid that it has been obtained by those indigenous people. They are the ones who lose the most." An elder said.

Song Qinglian's complexion became a little better, and she suddenly realized, "So it is, I said, that Chaobai Emperor's face was very blue, like constipation, it turned out that because of the loss of so many elders, he still wanted to lie to me, It's really retribution."

"Thank you for reminding me, you saved my life."

If you think about it, it's true. If this information hadn't come in time, it's really possible to go down. Then, if you go on, the final result will be.

The Immortal Sword Sect lost two elders.

However, the records of the ancestral land are available in all sects, and the things recorded on them are roughly the same, as if they came from the same person.

Although the record says that there is a fairy tale, a great fairy tale.

But I didn't write it in, what kind of fate is this immortal fate, which makes people confused.

"What should I do now? The ancestral land has been opened, so I can't help but go down?" Song Qinglian asked.

If it wasn't for the Xuanwu Thirty-Three-Three-Day Palace being cannon fodder ahead of time and giving everyone the bottom line, I'm afraid I really don't know what will happen.

"Elder Song, I am afraid that the situation is really impossible to go on now. The situation in the ancestral land is a bit complicated. How strong are those natives, and now there is an intuition. You say that if we go down and meet those natives, There will definitely be a war, and by then, there will definitely be casualties, and in the end, it will be the same as the Thirty-Three-Three-Day Palace of Xuanwu, isn’t it a heavy loss?” an elder said.

In his opinion, this ancestral land is still very dangerous, so it is best not to go down, see if there are any fools, and continue to be cannon fodder.

"Well, it makes sense. Our Immortal Sword Sect is not in a hurry for the time being. Let's see what other sects have to say. It's better to let them fight first." Song Qinglian nodded, feeling that what she said made sense.

At this time, the matter of the Thirty-Three-Three-Day Palace of Xuanwu suddenly spread in the Ten Gates of the Immortal Dao, the Six Sects of the Devil Dao, and the Fourth Hall of the Devil Dao.

When they learned of this situation, everyone was stunned, so miserable?

After losing so many elders, I am afraid that Emperor Chaobai wants to die.

It doesn't matter whether it is good or evil, anyway, as long as you have a little brain, you are waiting to see which sect can't help but come ahead of time, so as to find the way for them.

ancestral land.

Lin Fan looked at the big clock in front of him, hesitating, "Hey, it would be a pity if it was destroyed, but it has no fate with me. If it is not destroyed, it is useless to keep it."

"Forget it, it's better to destroy it."

Just as Lin Fan raised his hand, the Diyuan Clock was stunned, and immediately emerged from the clock, shouting loudly, "Wait, if you have something to say, don't move."

The tool spirit looked at the natives, wondering what the situation was and how such natives appeared.

With its current cultivation base, even if it is a great power of refining the virtual and combining the Dao, it can still make a fight.

But just now, the aboriginal slapped it down with a slap, so that it couldn't move, which was a kind of humiliation for it as a high-grade fairy weapon.

Lin Fan looked at the bald-headed man in front of him, obviously he was an artifact, "If you have something to say? Well, tell me, do you have any fate with me?"

Night Demon Demigod squatted beside Putisha and whispered: "Sect Master, look at this kid, why is he so despicable, how could this be fate."

"Shut up for me, really." Pudisha looked at Ye Mo, and he didn't know what to say. He had a hunch that one day, he would be killed by this guy. .

The tool spirit is very sad. The native words are very simple and easy to understand, but I always feel that this is threatening it.

It is a high-grade immortal artifact spirit, and its owner is Emperor Chaobai, the headmaster of the Thirty-Three Days of Xuanwu Palace. This is impossible to change. Unless Emperor Chaobai dies, he can recover his freedom.

"Brother, I am a fairy tool, I have already recognized the master, and we have no fate." The tool spirit looked at the surrounding situation, a group of natives squatted and guarded him, and the native in front of him was extremely dangerous.

It was already surrounded, and it was impossible to run.

"That's still no fate?" Lin Fan shook his head, very unhappy, "Forget it, this Peak Master stands upright and never holds others hostage. If that's the case, then let's go."

When he saw the native raised his hand again, Qi Ling hurriedly said, "Wait, we are destined, we are destined."

"Let's be clear, whether there is fate or not, why is there a momentary statement?" Lin Fan said with an unpleasant expression.

"Fate." Item Spirit is very sad, this is clearly a threat to people, although he is only Item Spirit, but also has a personality.

And with personality, it is natural to know that those who know current affairs are handsome, and that survival is the most important thing.

However, when Emperor Chaobai refined him, it would be useless even if the aboriginal got himself.