Fighting the ice saint of Xiao clan

Chapter 252 The Spirit Race Conspiracy
Five days later.

Giant trees hundreds of feet high stand neatly beside the road like guards, and the golden leaves all over the sky are floating down. Under the breeze, the dancing posture of fallen leaves presents a bit of beauty.

However, such a beautiful scenery is nothing in the eyes of the few people on the field.

Yihuang stepped forward and caressed the folds on Xiao Han's clothes, took a step back, and nodded with satisfaction, the smile on his face made Xiao Han a little crazy for a while.

Sensing the scorching sight from the front, Yihuang couldn't help flashing a bit of shyness, and lightly patted Xiao Han's chest with a little reproach, "What's so interesting!"

Xiao Han didn't want to but said unabashedly: "Can't my daughter-in-law still not see it?"

The sadness of parting was instantly dispelled a lot.

At this time, an untimely voice sounded, "Alas..."

"Let's do it!"

Xiao Han secretly cast his fierce eyes on the owner of the voice.

Ye Jianxin caught a glimpse of Xiao Han's resentful gaze, felt guilty for a while, and then continued: "You two have traveled a long way, and you show me your affection, you and I will."

"Excessive!"

"Hehe!" Xiao Han smiled and said nothing, and he didn't know who was showing off his being a grandfather in front of him some time ago.

If he hadn't remembered that Ye was Xiao Han's life and death brother, he would have left a hundred and eighty holes in the former.

Turning to Yihuang, Xiao Han's eyes softened a lot, mixed with a little guilt and expectation, the days of getting together less and leaving more are coming to an end.

"Then... I'll leave everything to you!"

Yihuang rolled her eyes, "Isn't this always my business?"

Xiao Han could only laugh apologetically from the sidelines.

"It's okay!" Ye Jianxin stepped forward, patted his brother on the shoulder, and said solemnly:

"As long as you don't fall, nothing will happen to Langya Pavilion!"

Xiao Han was silent for a while, and then smiled easily: "Don't worry! How could I fall!"

"If I fall, Langya Pavilion will not fall!" Xiao Han added silently in his heart.

After a stick of incense, Xiao Han casually opened a crack under the concerned eyes of the two, turned around and stepped into it...

"It won't be too long!" Xiao Han said in his heart.

……

Compared with the reluctant parting atmosphere in Langya Pavilion, a certain ancient race far away from Zhongzhou seemed a little nervous at the moment.

Spirit world.

Millions of spiritual people are still practicing and producing as usual, like worker bees in a hive, they are dedicated to their work, tireless, and from time to time, some people will look up.

Cast your longing and envious eyes on the most towering and magnificent mountain in the spirit world - the Holy Mountain of the Spirit Race.

For all the people of the Spirit Race, the Holy Mountain of the Spirit Race is an absolute holy place, and only the top few people in the Spirit Race are eligible to stay on it.

If they and their descendants can obtain the qualifications to enter the Holy Mountain of the Spirit Race in this life, it will be absolutely glorious.

However, at this moment, on the Holy Mountain of the Spirit Race, which symbolizes the highest status of the Spirit Race, the chicken-skinned and white-haired Lingyue Xian is like an ordinary old woman, her shrewd eyes are full of melancholy in the turbidity.

Staring absently at the numerous ants-like figures in the distance, the distance couldn't stop her six-star fighting saint's late stage sight.

In the eyes of everyone, Lingyuexian is a stubborn and pedantic old woman, and the clansmen are more afraid of her than respectful, let alone like her.

It's just... In the ancient race of the Spirit Race, which is declining, the glory of the ancestors has long become a bondage.

Ling Yuexian may know that some things need to be changed, but she may say that the spirit clan cannot change. Only in this way can the people of the spirit clan still think that they are still the powerful Doudi family. It is to forge an illusion of prosperity.

Although it is a mirror image that can be broken at the touch of a finger, whenever Lingyuexian sees the scenes of mischievous children in the Lingzu and the displeased and reprimanded by the elders, she feels indescribable satisfaction in her heart. These are the things she has always wanted to maintain. Never change!
however……

Ling Yuexian's expression was somewhat indifferent and indignant, she tried her best to maintain the status quo of the spirit clan, but now some people don't even want to keep this little hope for themselves.

So……

"My spirit race is not made of mud!" Lingyuexian thought with killing intent.

"Patriarch!" A voice as crisp as a lark sounded behind Ling Yuexian.

"The Lingyi is back?" Ling Yuexian turned around slowly, seeing a pleasing scene.

The light yellow and elegant long skirt made the woman's skin look extremely fair, with a clean and dusty temperament rushing towards her face. The white ribbon passed through the straight back and casually wrapped around the forearm. The breeze blew and gently lifted, Like a fairy who has strayed into the secular world.

Even in front of the patriarch of the spirit clan, he seemed to be motionless and extremely serious, but those clever eyes revealed mischievousness and willfulness.

Seeing Lingyi's arrival, the unsmiling Ling Yuexian subconsciously softened her tone a lot, and said with concern: "How is that matter going?"

Hearing Lingyuexian's inquiry, Lingyi said solemnly: "Patriarch, please rest assured!"

Although it is not clear why the patriarch would release his important combat power just to store an inconspicuous black stone under the current situation.

But Lingyi still completed the task meticulously.

"En!" Ling Yuexian nodded in satisfaction.

"It's just right, let Ling Yu come too!" Ling Yuexian glanced casually and said.

"Great Elder!" Suddenly noticing Ling Yu's existence, Ling Yi hurriedly saluted.

"Now is not the time to care about those cumbersome etiquettes." Ling Yuexian said seemingly unintentionally, and then leaning on crutches, she walked slowly towards a hall on the holy mountain of the Spirit Race.

Lingyi and Lingyu looked at each other, they were speechless, they could only follow carefully behind.

When he came to the main hall, Ling Yuexian stretched out his hand and pinched a seal formula. With a swipe of his finger, a drop of blood exuding strong coercion dripped down, just landing on the wave pattern in the center of the main hall.

Hearing a soft sound, a dark hole suddenly appeared at the bottom of the hall, Ling Yuexian walked in directly, and the two Lingyi who followed closely behind could only bury it deep in their hearts even though they were full of doubts.

When all three of them entered it, the hall was restored to its original state again, even if the Dou Sheng came over in person, he could not discover the mystery inside.

With the entry of Lingyuexian and others, this space reveals its whole picture, the faint candlelight is lit at some time, and the whole secret room is black.

Lingyu and the other two subconsciously let out their souls to perceive, but they were shocked to find that the soul power disappeared instantly like a mud cow entering the sea.

"Lingyu, tell me, how far our spirit race has been infiltrated." Ling Yuexian said without giving them too much time to be shocked.

Since the Soul Clan wants to take action against the Spirit Clan, there must be some unusual existences within the Spirit Clan, and it's fine if they are not prepared.

But now that the direction is clear, it will not be too difficult to find the answer.Therefore, for a long period of time, as the Great Elder, Lingyu has been secretly investigating.

Hearing Lingyuexian's words, Lingyu showed a look of embarrassment. After observing the former's gradually unkind expression, he said reluctantly: "The subordinates are incompetent, and only one high-level person was found."

The existence of the low-end has no effect on the war between the two races, and only the high-level can really play an important role.However, this result is not very satisfactory!
However, Ling Yuexian never showed any dissatisfaction.

Just indifferently said: "Who?"

Ling Yu gritted her teeth and said: "Ling! Huh!"

"How is it possible?!" Ling Yuexian hadn't spoken yet, but Lingyi at the side exclaimed.

Linghe, the elder of the Spirit Clan, one of the few two-star Dou Sheng level powerhouses in the Spirit Clan, can be said to be the direct line of the Spirit Clan's lineage.

The other party's betrayal obviously not only makes people extremely angry, but also strongly surprised, what is it that makes Linghe betray the race that gave birth to him at all costs.

Lingyu then explained the results of the investigation in detail.Originally, Ling Yu got nothing at all, but for some unknown reason, Ling He had a sudden change recently, and even quietly left the spirit world.

Although the other party's behavior is extremely concealed, how can this hide the spirit rain who is always paying attention to the high-level spirit clan.

"Ah!" After hearing Ling Yu's description, Ling Yuexian just sighed and said helplessly: "It's finally about to start!"

The traitor, who has always been hidden in the dark, suddenly appeared. Although the opponent let down his vigilance, it also proved that the time for the final showdown was coming.

"Let's hold back for now, just keep an eye on it."

"Yes!" Although Ling Yu was puzzled, he did not refute.

After the two left, Ling Yuexian's voice sounded again in the secret room:

"Your Excellency, the spirit clothes will be taken care of by you from now on."

(End of this chapter)