Three hundred and thirtieth chapters Yin Lei Shuangsha
"Master, you are too worried. Apart from the seven sons of the Huo family, even if the other waves are really for that purpose, their strength is not worth mentioning to you and me!"
"Yinger, you underestimate the attraction of the crazy blood demon. The 'little princes' of the twelve 'palaces' combined efforts to divine divination, and then used the power of the blood sacrifice to calculate the hiding place of the blood demon." The woman shook her head gently, and her ethereal voice was silent. "In the twelve strife, the palace clan sect was fragmented, leaving only fragments of forces falling apart and scattered across all levels. The divination predicted that the clans who seized the demon spirit could revitalize the palace clan in one fell swoop, so that the palace clans would compete with the 16th "layer clans" for two months again. What a brilliant deed that this would be? Which palace clan's remnant force would not be moved?"
"Hmph, a bunch of sluts! Wasn't the civil strife that year caused by their struggle for power?! Thinking about the reputation of the twelve palaces of the demon clan, which level did not shock the world?" The man said angrily, "Master, you are the descendant of the orthodox bloodline of the twelve palaces, and the hope of revitalizing the palace power can only be achieved by you!"
"Oh, Ying'er..." the woman sighed quietly, her tone was full of chill, "What's the difference between your thoughts and those who fought for power back then? If someone could really regain the palace power, I, a legitimate descendant, wouldn't have time to be grateful, so how could I still care about these false names?"
"Master, don't refuse. In the 16th level of this demon clan, there are still a few powerful people who are infinitely close to the strength of the Heavenly Demon? What's more, there is the inheritance treasure to help you. I'm afraid that you are planning to give in to you, and someone may not be able to accept it!"
"You underestimate the seven sons of the Huo family too much, and the Yin Lei two evil spirits have not appeared yet... I won't say it anymore. Wait for a moment, and you and I will also teleport in!"
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"The old man in Tiangong and her disciples have been teleported in. Are these two of us our biggest opponent this time?"
"Hehe, you came one step late and didn't see a good show! Seven people came to the Huo family. Do you think they would be simple?"
"What?! The seventh brother appeared, too?"
"Yes, plus the Yin Lei two evil spirits that have been missing, this time the 16th floor is lively!"
"Why don't the Layers not notice such a big move? Although the power of our palace clan is loose now, there are still a few powerful people. The Layers have been staring at us all these years?"
"Hmph. There is only one great prince in the class, and there are countless little princes in our palace clan! Since many little princes join forces to divine that this place is the best opportunity to seize the demon spirit, then it must be correct!"
"Hehe. I hope so! We don't have to hurry to go. Wait for them to fight in the nest first. I heard that the old man in the Tiangong is already a powerful man of the half-step Tiande. This woman can help me with a lot of trouble!"
"Everything is careful, we are waiting for the twelve palaces of the Killing God clan. But we have never crawled over a boat in the gutter..."
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"The atmosphere is wrong. Brother Xiaojun, there are more and more people, and they are all gathering on the first floor of the inn and not leaving?"
Xiaoling swallowed and sat in a corner of the first floor of the Jiyue Inn with Jiajun. Their image and their identity indirectly revealed through the waiter's mouth did not attract the attention of anyone present at all.
"Hold on, don't use your spiritual sense, just treat it as a show!"
The first floor of the Jiyue Inn is very large. When Jiajun and the others first arrived, they were still deserted and empty, but now they suddenly have a huge popularity. After five big men, several waves of people have come in succession.
What's strange is that after each wave of people arrived, they were full of hostility towards the others in the inn. Many people, like the five big men, hid in the room quickly and stopped coming out, while more people gathered in the hall on the first floor.
"Oh, it's so lively! I didn't expect to see so many old faces today!"
Just as Jiajun was observing from all sides with interest, the door of the inn opened again.
Two thin men, one black and one white, appeared at the door, and their broad robes wrapped around their faces, but the old and cold tone made people shudder at them.
"Two Yin Thunder Evils!" With a bang, the tables and chairs shattered, and wood chips splashed everywhere. In a corner of the hall, a tall man in blue clothes exploded when he saw them and slapped the table. Several people around him also stood up and met each other in anger. "You two are so brave, how dare you show up in front of my brother?"
"Hehehe, the seven sons of the Huo family, you seven are all here," a sarcastic hoarse voice came from the door, and it was impossible to tell which person was speaking. "Yoyo, your seventh brother has entered the 'soul and darkness' state? It's ambition, and the demon spirit is bound to be won?!"
Demon Spirit?!
Jiajun was stunned and looked at Xiaoling with surprise.
"Get out now!" The youngest one in Qingyi shouted angrily, "If the apocalypse begins, I will be the first to kill you!"
"Hehe, after the apocalypse begins, you brothers really don't know how to find me. As for before the beginning... Even if I sit here, will you dare to do it again?"
After saying that, the two short men, black and white, walked in swayingly, sat on the chair and stopped leaving.
"You!" The youngest elder Liu of the Huo family suddenly turned red, and his eyes could spit out fire. If the person next to him hadn't pulled him over, he would have rushed over long ago.
As for the others in the hall, it was silent at this time. They seemed to have heard of the grievances between the Yin Lei Shuangsha and the seven sons of the Huo family, and watched coldly without saying a word.
"The Yin Lei Twin Evils, there are divination prophecies now. I will not attack you before the Apocalypse, but listen!" The oldest of the seven sons of the Huo family stood up and said in a deep face to the Yin Lei Twin Evils, but soon, his eyes swept directly to the audience, "The demon spirit is something that my Huo family must get. You remnants of the palace tribes, it's okay to join in the fun and witness today. If you have a bad plan, the beginning of the Apocalypse will be the moment you die!"
"you!"
"What a big tone!"
"Hmph, I've heard about the power of the soul and underworld of the Huo family's old seventh. Today, I really want to see it!"
A stone caused a thousand waves. As soon as the boss of the Huo family finished speaking, the silent hall immediately became noisy, and anger and disdain filled the audience. More and more people were angry and stood up and cursed.
But for some reason, everyone deliberately kept some distance, and the confrontation was only atop the words, and no one really took action.
"Hey, brother, what are you two doing here?"
Just as Jiajun and the others were watching this bizarre farce, a young voice suddenly came into their ears from behind. (To be continued...)