Brother Kong Xuan

Chapter 160, Jin Ling: How do you know I don’t dare?

For the two Lich clans, every local war is a weakening of each other's strength in the decisive battle.

As for the world, whether it is the Witch Clan or the Monster Clan, when they fight, a large amount of mana will be transformed into the aura of the world and return to the world itself.

And when these shamans, warriors and monsters are gone, their corpses can be fed back to heaven and earth.

Although, for the lich, two behemoths entrenched in the world, killing the opponent is not the ultimate goal. The right way is to digest all their corpses and souls.

But neither the Witch Clan nor the Demon Clan would be so harsh on their own clan members.

The top experts on both sides of the Lich also had a tacit understanding and did not take action during this process.

If nothing unexpected happens, this war will continue like this. Only when the losses of one party reach an unbearable level can the decisive battle between them be ushered in.

And during this process, whether it was Lingshan Mountain in the west, Kunlun Mountain in the east, Zhongnan in the south or the relatively weak Wanshou Mountain, they all closed their doors.

Silently watching this war that could change the direction of the world.

Even the sea of ​​blood located next to the underworld seemed very calm at this time.

Of course, before that, the rat demon also asked the Demon Court for help.

If there is no support, then it is really a matter of death!

The story begins with a small-scale war between the Lich and the Lich.

Of course, given the current situation of heaven and earth, such small-scale wars are happening all the time.

Because of this, the Witch Clan's raid was not successful, but turned into an evenly matched positional battle.

Therefore, this desperate rat demon could only ask for help from the human race.

The cause was that the Taiyi Realm rat demons under Demon Ting's separatist rule were suddenly attacked by the Witch Clan during a banquet.

However, how can there be no accidents in a war?

In fact, because of the home field advantage, the Monster Clan had a slight upper hand.

Not to mention the Styx, there is not even a single figure of the Shura clan in this world.

There was no way, in this war, although the Yao clan had the home field advantage, they were facing the most aggressive Zhu Rong tribe.

Originally, in the eyes of the rat demon, not to mention that everyone had a close relationship with Emperor Wa.

As a result, this request for help was rejected by the human race on the grounds that the human race was too weak to participate in such a war.

However, as a rat demon, all his talents are focused on being able to pinch and dig holes.

If it were just a battle between two lichs, no matter who lost or won, it wouldn't have much impact.

But how can I put it, since the Wu clan dares to make a surprise attack, they must be well prepared.

When the battle between the lich and the two demons reached a fever pitch, the rat demon also sent his confidants to seek help from the human tribe not far away.

We usually get along pretty well, but now at this critical moment, you human race can't just ignore it, right?

But at that time, there was a human tribe near the confrontation between the two.

We cannot say that there is no support, we can only say that there should be support, but it has not arrived.

At that time, the rat demon was confused. Well, if it was normal, if the human race said this, the rat demon would also admit it.

After all, the human race is indeed quite weak.

Although the quantity is quite a lot, the quality...

It’s just equivalent to a few selves.

However, you can even give me some supplies!

However, after calling for help two or three times to no avail, the rat demon looked at the witch clan whose offensive was becoming more and more fierce day by day.

This rat demon finally made a bold decision.

Since the human race is unwilling to support, then grab it!

Supplies! flesh! Soul!

Bring it to you!

……"Um?"

In Zhongnan Mountain, in the Shangqing Palace, Jin Ling, who had just completed a phased training session and was sitting in front of Tongtian's knees, stopped drinking tea.

At this moment, Jin Ling felt the shouts from his followers.

Jin Ling, who closed his eyes slightly and used the power of incense to establish a connection with the corresponding statue, also saw the infuriating scene.

……

"what!"

As the shrill screams rang out outside the Martial Ancestor Hall, the old and weak women and children huddled in the Martial Ancestor Hall also shuddered subconsciously.

"Mom, are we going to die?"

Along with the crying and howling in the hall, a boy who looked to be only seven or eight years old did not cry. Instead, he looked at the woman beside him and asked crisply.

"No, Martial Ancestor will bless us, Martial Ancestor will definitely bless us."

The woman trembled when she heard the sound, and looked at her son as if she had found something to rely on.

While suddenly reaching out to hug her, the woman whispered in a trembling voice.

I don't know if I am comforting my child or myself.

"Martial Ancestor?"

And it was at this time that a high-pitched voice slowly sounded from outside the Martial Ancestor Hall.

At that moment, everyone in the Wu Zu Palace looked at the cold young man wearing a red Taoist robe.

And, the young man was dragging a human warrior covered in blood and lifeless in his hands.

"You can ask this question, does your Martial Ancestor dare to be an enemy of our Demon Court?"

He casually threw the warrior in his hand forward, and a bead and a flag appeared around the young man in red robe.

And with the appearance of these two spiritual treasures, the human warrior dragged by the young man in red also turned into a white skeleton in an instant.

Throwing the bones aside, the young man in red looked at the many women and children in the hall with ferocious eyes.

"How do you know I don't dare?"

And it was at this moment that the child, who was only seven or eight years old, suddenly stood up.

But when he opened his mouth, the voice belonged to Jin Ling.

"Xiao Wen!"

Seeing this, the woman subconsciously exclaimed to her child.

In response, Xiao Wen, whose body was possessed by Jin Ling, just stretched out his hand towards the woman and pressed her hand to signal to be silent.

"Let's go to the Wu Clan and ask Jiejiao disciple Jin Ling for help."

Still staring at the young man in red, Jin Ling gave instructions to the woman.

tsk...

Golden Immortal...

To be honest, it's a bit tricky. Of course, if Jin Ling's true form is here, Jin Ling only needs to have a thought to annihilate this golden immortal.

But for now, the only thing Jin Ling can rely on is the power of this tribe's faith.

So what level is Jin Ling's current strength?

Immortal.

Well, between this golden immortal, there are still earth immortals and heavenly immortals.

"Master Martial Ancestor, you must protect my child! He is the only hope for our tribe!"

With a slightly stunned look on her face, the woman immediately shouted at Jin Ling at the top of her lungs.

(End of this chapter)