A Thousand Faces of Grace

Chapter 546 Bloody Road 3
One person and one dragon, with countless bloody human-headed cloaks hanging behind them, unabashedly passing by on major official roads.

Pedestrians on the road were shocked and gave way. People who originally wanted to fish in troubled waters saw those heads and gave up their thoughts.

Those are all senior experts, even if they were killed, how could others dare to act rashly.

And the head cloak was shocking, the journey was indeed much calmer.

Lan Junque was dressed in blood, with cold eyes, and quickly ran towards the Lantian Palace. He knew that Emperor Qingming was coming soon.

Along the way, as long as you encounter those who don't open your eyes, you will kill them mercilessly and roll their heads behind the forks.

He is like a messenger who came out of the [-]th hell, ruthlessly harvesting all the heads that blocked his way back.

In a month's time, from the northernmost part of Tianyi Continent, he returned to the southeast Lantian Palace.

Along the way, Lan Junque rushed on without sleep. He didn't know how many people he had killed, but he only knew that there were hundreds of heads on the long whip.

His heart became harder and more ruthless.

Wherever he passed, there was blood and blood, and the aura of killing soared into the sky, forming a different kind of bloodthirsty scenery, which was deeply imprinted in everyone's hearts and became an extremely terrifying memory, which will be unforgettable in this lifetime.

When Lan Junque answered the Lantian Palace, it was late at night, he didn't want to disturb the people, so he came back late at night, hung hundreds of heads on the city gate, and continued to deter anyone who wanted to pay attention to Xiao Muli.

No one was alarmed, and even the dog, which was always vigilant, was shocked by the evil spirit on his body, hiding in a corner and shivering, not daring to let out a roar.

Lan Junque didn't stop there, entered the Lingyin Clan through the secret path, sent Xiao Muli to the Annihilation Space after making arrangements, put on clean clothes, walked to the altar of the Lingyin Clan, and rang the sky bell .

Once the bell rings, it indicates that something big will happen. Not only the Lingyin clan, but even the entire Lantian country, when the bell rings, they must put down everything in their hands and wait for the news.

However, this time, Lan Junque didn't want to alarm the common people and controlled the sound of the bell within the Lingyin clan.

The Lingyin tribe woke up from their sleep one after another, recognized that it was the sound of the sky bell, and got up and dressed as fast as they could and rushed to the altar.

Lan Mengsheng had already announced Lan Junque's identity to them. He was the immortal who saved the Yinyin people from danger thousands of years ago, passed on their secret techniques, and was ordered to protect this land.

The Lingyin clan, from generation to generation, has been banned.

This habit has long been deeply rooted in the bones and blood of every Lingyin tribe.

They never doubted the words of the patriarch, not to mention that so many people saw Lan Junque opening the extinction space in the nine-turn Conferred God Formation that day.

"Thousands of years ago, I passed on the secret art of your clan to save the lives of your entire clan and give you a place to live and live. Now, I am in trouble and need your help. Are you willing?" Lan Junque stood on the top of the banyan tree, Looking down at the crowd under the tree, he asked loudly.

He deliberately used his internal strength, and he had just returned from a bloodbath, and he had a strong deterrent and appealing force, which made people willing to bow their heads and surrender.

"People in my generation, why would you hesitate to fight! Why not shed your blood for your benefactor?" Lan Mengsheng immediately agreed.

He is worthy of being the head of the clan. He has been in the position for a long time, and he knows what kind of words can move people's hearts the most. One sentence can completely mobilize everyone's emotions.

"I would like to..."

"We would like to..."

The people of Lingyin tribe suddenly felt their blood boiling, and they agreed loudly.

(End of this chapter)