833. Chapter 833 Unworthy Descendants (1/2)

Soul Diao? From the Soul Clan?

Xiao Yan's mind trembled, and his vigilance became a little more serious. The soul body called Hun Diao stared at Ling Qingya with sinister eyes, and then glanced at Xiao Yan who was protected by Ling Qingya behind him. Then he burst into heart-stopping laughter.

"Jie Jie Jie Ling Qing Ya, this kid is not a descendant of your Spirit Clan anyway, why should he help?"

Hun Diao smiled gloomily, his eyes revealing a heart-stopping gloom.

But Ling Qingya didn't give Hun Diao face at all, her face was still cold and she stared at him.

At this time, the soul of the ancient clan who had just been laughing and scolding Ling Qingya stood up and looked at Hun Diao with extremely unkind eyes.

"Huntiao, if you want to attack this kid, we have no problem with it, as long as you are confident that you can defeat all of us here."

As his words fell, all the souls in the entire cemetery looked over, staring at Hun Diao with eager eyes, which made Hun Diao feel his scalp numb.

As Ling Qingya said just now, it is a rule that everyone agrees not to take action against the descendants of all races. No matter whether the person who comes here today is Xiao Yan or not, as long as he is a descendant of the eight tribes, no one can even think of taking action.

"Everyone has been dead for so many years. The old grudges should have ended long ago. No matter how fiercely the eight tribes fight against each other outside, it has nothing to do with us dead people." Ling Qingya narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at Hun Diao coldly, "I I thought you would have understood this truth after being here for so many years, but I didn’t expect you are still so ignorant.”

"Haha~ You are a bunch of insects who are content with the status quo. You have accepted your fate, but I haven't yet."

Hun Diao slowly raised his hand with a sinister smile on his face.

"In terms of my strength in life, I am indeed not as good as most of you here, but when it comes to playing with souls, you can't even hope to compete with me!"

The next second, Hun Diao formed a seal with his hands, causing everyone in Ling Qingya to suddenly change their expressions. They dodged and rushed towards Hun Diao without hesitation. In just a blink of an eye, Hun Diao was surrounded by the souls of many powerful men, and was killed in a chilling manner. Qi filled the air instantly.

"Originally, I've seen you make sneaky little moves all these years that are not pleasing to my eyes, but I just keep ignoring you because of the rules." Ling Qingya's hands were filled with overwhelming soul power, and her eyes were filled with frightening murderous intent. "But since you are seeking death, you can't blame us!"

boom! Ling Qingya waved her hand suddenly, and the shocking soul power roared out towards Hun Diao. It was obviously spiritual energy, but Xiao Yan could clearly see the space being torn apart by this blow, which made Xiao Yan's eyes reveal disbelief.

This is the real strong man! Even if there is only a trace of the soul left, it is still mind-blowing when taken seriously! How terrifying that pure soul power can actually affect space! Others also launched attacks on Hun Diao. In an instant, a soul storm pierced the sky at the location of Hun Diao. This decisiveness was completely opposite to the previous laughter and laughter. Xiao Yan couldn't help but shiver in his heart. Hun Diao's soul was torn to pieces by this soul storm without even the slightest resistance!

Xiao Yan can almost conclude that if any of these remnant souls are placed in Zhongzhou, there is no doubt that he will become a famous overlord!

Even the remnant souls can do this, how terrifying were they during their lifetimes? As for Hun Diao's death, Xiao Yan didn't have any fluctuations in his heart. He had already taken action against himself. Even if Ling Qingya and others did not take action, Xiao Yan would not pretend that nothing happened.

What's more, because of the ancient age of the Soul Palace, Xiao Yan doesn't have a good impression of the Soul Clan, and it can't be said that Xiao Yan is generalizing. At least so far, Xiao Yan has never seen any force or person that has anything to do with the word Soul. Fun stuff.

Ling Qingya and others watched as the soul storm that swept everything in front of them gradually subsided, releasing their soul senses and no longer aware of Hun Diao's aura. Then they snorted disdainfully. Ling Qingya put away the gloomy expression on her face and looked back with a smile. To Xiao Yan.

"Sorry, little brother, this guy is usually a disgusting thing."

Ling Qingya slowly floated back to Xiao Yan, and everyone else returned to their own graves. Xiao Yan recovered from the shock and politely held his fists in greeting.

"Thank you seniors for your help."

"Hey~ We have wanted to kill him for a long time. If you hadn't come today, I'm afraid he would have stayed here to irritate us. If you can provoke him to attack you, it would be a good thing for us. Finally, we have someone. Justifiable reasons can kill him."

Ling Qingya waved her hand indifferently, Xiao Yan's eyes were a little helpless, and then he frowned and looked sideways at the corner of the cemetery.

"Speaking of which, this junior felt for a moment that there was a soul formation in this cemetery. What is it used for?"

Xiao Yan originally thought that this soul formation was used to stabilize the souls of the powerful people present, but when he heard his inquiry, Ling Qingya was suddenly stunned.

"Soul formation? Do we have such a thing here?"

Ling Qingya turned to look at the others, who frowned and felt it, then shook their heads.

"I don't feel it. We have been in this cemetery for hundreds of years, and we can touch anything."

Ling Qingya nodded after hearing this and turned her eyes to Xiao Yan again.

"Little brother, although we are all just remnant souls, our strength is superior to yours. You must have felt wrong, right?"

After hearing Ling Qingya's words, Xiao Yan did not answer and frowned tightly.

In fact, he was not sure. The soul formation was only revealed for a moment. It was revealed at the moment when Hun Diao was annihilated by Ling Qingya and others.

Although he can no longer feel it now, Xiao Yan feels that this is not an illusion.

Then Xiao Yan looked at a tomb in the corner of the cemetery, raised his finger and asked Ling Qingya.

"Senior, whose tomb in the far corner belongs to you?"

"That? I remember it should be the grave of an old guy from the Soul Clan. The remnant soul has been gone for more than two hundred years."

Ling Qingya explained this, Xiao Yan frowned and asked again.

"Can juniors walk around the cemetery?"

"random."

Ling Qingya spread her hands indifferently, Xiao Yan nodded, and ducked to the tomb in the corner. He found that the tombstone standing in front of the Soul Clan's tomb was much clearer than the words on other tombstones.

The soul clan respects the elderly, and the soul has no boundaries.

Other than that, Xiao Yan didn't notice anything unusual, which made Xiao Yan wonder if he felt wrong just now.

However, being associated with the word "hun" makes Xiao Yan always feel a sense of distrust in his heart.

"Speaking of which, although these guys from the Soul Clan are annoying, the juniors are more filial than the last." Ling Qingya followed, floating behind Xiao Yan and said softly: "Every time the Heavenly Tomb is opened, the juniors from the Soul Clan will run there. Come here to pay homage to the ancestors of their soul clan, never missing a moment.”

Speaking of this, Ling Qingya sighed quietly.

"Compared with this, my descendants are not so filial. In the past ten years, I have not even seen anyone here, these unworthy descendants!"

Ling Qingya pursed her lips angrily, and it looked really cute for a royal sister to make such an expression.

Xiao Yan was slightly startled when he heard Ling Qingya's words, turned to look at her and asked.

"Senior, how often does the tomb open?"

"Three years, that guy Gu Yuan will let go of the tomb every three years and let the children of all ethnic groups come in to worship their ancestors." Ling Qingya said with a somewhat unhappy expression, "But it's just to worship the ancestors, those little Zaizi just came here looking for an opportunity, and no one has ever come to pay incense to my grave."

Ling Qingya said this, but looking at her expression, she knew that she was just complaining casually, and she didn't take it seriously in her heart. The eight tribes had been beaten like that, and her name might have disappeared in the long river of history. In the middle, the Spirit Tribe remembered that all of their people were probably dead, so who would come here to pay homage to them if they had nothing to do?

At this time, Ling Qingya frowned in confusion.

"But it's a bit strange to say it. I feel like I haven't seen any of my descendants from the Spiritual Tribe come into the Sky Tomb several times in a row."

Even if you don't worship the ancestors, there are opportunities in the tomb that are difficult to find outside. Even if it is purely for profit, there is no reason to be absent several times in a row.

"Speaking of which, I haven't seen the juniors of my Stone Clan for several times."

At this time, a male soul with gray-white skin floated over and interrupted. From his words, it could be heard that he should be the ancestor of the Stone Tribe.

Xiao Yan looked at them, his heart twitched slightly, he stood up and looked at the two of them.

"Speaking of which, two seniors, the junior happened to hear a piece of news from the Soul Clan during an incident some time ago." Xiao Yan frowned and said in a deep voice: "Both the Spirit Clan and the Stone Clan have been exterminated by the Soul Clan. ”

"What did you say?!!"

The expressions of Ling Qingya and the ancestor of the Stone Clan suddenly changed. Although they were both dead and outside matters were not under their control, they could not control them. But when they heard that their descendants had been exterminated by the Soul Clan, their eyes were filled with tears. Revealed anger.

"Boy! Are you sure this news is true?!"

The ancestor of the Stone Clan approached Xiao Yan and asked coldly. Ling Qingya also stared at Xiao Yan closely, and Xiao Yan gently pushed his hand to signal the two of them to calm down.

"Seniors, please calm down. The junior still has something to say. Although the junior got the news, he met the younger generations of the Spirit Clan and the Stone Clan soon after. According to the identification of the Lei Clan Young Master, they should be the Spirit Clan. Shi Er Clan is right.”

As soon as these words came out, the ancestors of the Stone Clan and Ling Qingya breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let me just say, those guys from the Soul Clan can only talk about how good they are. They don't have the guts."

Xiao Yan frowned, a light flashed slightly in his palm, and a projection crystal appeared in his palm, making Ling Qingya look over curiously.

"Little brother, what is this?"

"This is a projection crystal that can record images of the scene. This thing probably did not exist in my predecessor's time."

As he said that, Xiao Yan played the image on the screen, which was the scene where he was discussing with the two Shiling clans in the Tianhe Alliance's living room. Among them, the images of Shiman and Ling Rumeng were the clearest.

"Oh~ This is amazing. I didn't expect that the previous generation's strength was not as good as the previous generation, but they have invented a lot of these weird things."

The ancestors of the Stone Tribe and Ling Qingya were so amazed at first, and then were stunned when they saw Shi Man and Ling Rumeng.

This is "The two people in the picture are the descendants of the Stone Tribe and the Spirit Tribe who met the juniors that day."

Xiao Yan fell silent after saying this. The ancestor of the Stone Clan stared closely at Shi Man on the screen, while Ling Qingya stared at Ling Rumeng's face. The two of them carefully watched the movements of Shi Man and Ling Rumeng. Listen to their voices.

As time went by, the two people's faces gradually became gloomy, and they spoke in unison.

"wrong."

The ancestor of the Stone Clan looked cold, and Ling Qingya also had a cold tone.

"This girl is definitely not a descendant of my Spiritual Clan." After saying this, Ling Qingya paused slightly, holding her chin and frowning tightly, "No, it's not right to say she's not, but I obviously feel something is weird."

"Indeed, I also feel the same way about the young man in the picture who calls himself Stone Clan. If I could see him in person, I might be able to tell immediately what's wrong."

Hearing the words of the Stone Clan Ancestor and Ling Qingya, Xiao Yan's face also darkened.

Sure enough, is there something wrong with the Stone Clan and the Spirit Clan that I saw that day? At this moment, the tombstone of Hun Wuya next to Xiao Yan suddenly emitted a blood-red light, which made Xiao Yan suddenly come back to his senses.

This tombstone is indeed problematic! And in an instant, the four corners of the cemetery all lit up with the same brilliance, but in the blink of an eye, a formation covering the entire cemetery suddenly appeared, and countless blood-red chains sprang out from the formation, accurately entangled every soul, and bound them in place and unable to move!

"What is this?!"

Ling Qingya and the Stone Clan Ancestor's pupils shrank, trying to struggle, but they couldn't break free.

Obviously, it was only loosely tied to the body, but it seemed to be imposed with a method of immobilization, and even a finger couldn't move.

Just as everyone was in doubt, a sinister laugh suddenly sounded.

"Hehehe, you are indeed a descendant of the Xiao clan. You have such a sharp reaction."

A soul gradually condensed from mid-air. Everyone was shocked when they saw it. It was the Hun Diao that they had just killed together! He is still alive! (End of this chapter)

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