She raised the wrong cub

Chapter 240 The Altar
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The dragon claws tore apart the sharp claws in the dark clouds, roaring to devour Beiyuan.

The thick, pitch-black front claws resemble sharp metal.The strong and powerful tail makes the monks flinch.His thin beard fluttered in the wind, his brows were furrowed and his eyes widened.

The black dragon breathes out, and the distant and desolate voice incites everyone:

"Don't be fooled by Hua Rong. He obviously can't kill you human monks. Today we will join forces and we will definitely be able to kill him! If we don't trap him to death today, none of us will be able to escape in the future!"

There are hundreds of thousands of Beiyuan disciples, and millions of demon cultivators. Some people are moved and their eyes flicker.

Others backed away and bowed their heads, expressing their reluctance to participate.

Half of the ones who retreated in the end, they had seen the spirit king go crazy before, they had lingering fears and did not dare to act rashly, the rest were because of greed and hatred.

Or it was just a simple difference of stand, and in the end they chose to attack King Ling.

Zhou Ling, who was watching the "live broadcast", frowned.

Watching Huarong calmly join the battle again.

Hundreds of demon cultivators lined up in the air, spit out demon pills to form the death realm, and surrounded Huarong.

Zhou Ling spat out the plums and stared at Hua Rong.

Even if he was dying of pain and injury, he didn't want to be seen by others. He always looked indifferent and looked down on all sentient beings.

Zhou Ling knew that his heart was hard, but he softened to her.No matter how serious the injury was, he could still talk to her with a faint smile.

The image of a big boss who doesn't talk too much is completely based on Hua Rong.

Zhou Ling closed her eyes, then opened them again, and the golden light shone brightly.

"Ow..."

Jinlian's main body jumped out, and stretched in human form.

"Why? Fighting for Hua Rong?"

Jinlian's consciousness spread to the entire Beiyuan, and she let out a "tsk".

"In order to imprison Hua Rong, these people really took great pains to trap all Beiyuan's upright disciples here and make this place into an altar..."

Zhou Ling stood up and turned pale with shock: "Altar? What do you mean!"

Probably because of the contract, Zhou Ling shook the golden lotus violently, but she couldn't feel any heat.

Jin Lian patted her hand, "Oh! Don't beat me!"

"Think about it, Gua Wazi, what is Hua Rong most afraid of? Kindness! Integrity! That's why hundreds of thousands of Beiyuan disciples are trapped here. Once Hua Rong releases his deadly anger, they die because of Hua Rong by mistake, and Hua Rong will be devoured. The pain... Although he will not die...but he will fall asleep again and be imprisoned again, and you..."

Zhou Ling nodded calmly, "Yes, I see."

Jin Lian didn't exaggerate, but she also intentionally put Zhou Ling to the test for Brother Hua Rong.

How could Zhou Ling say this lightly after listening to it?
So simple?
Don't ask more questions? Hey!

Jin Lian jumped and asked again: "What do you want?"

Zhou Ling stared at Yushi, who was still broadcasting live.

Hua Rong had already broken through the formation, his black hair was hanging around his waist, and there was no human emotion in his eyes, it was as dark as a deep pool.

Zhou Ling directly absorbed the flames into her palm, her face was tense, and she said something very cold

"Come on, let's help Huarong."

Jinlian jumped up and down excitedly in her palm.

"Little girl is fine! I haven't eaten raw souls for a long time, hurry up, go, go!"

There are so many demon pills and souls of demon cultivators, if nothing else happens, it will take him a hundred years to digest them.

Zhou Ling touched the flames, and also felt that she was such a poor master that she didn't even give it a full meal.

　Random drop? ? ? ?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)