The ancestor of the seven-story altar is the ultimate power of the Gumi family. He rarely comes out normally, but this time the family is facing the danger of annihilation, and he must come out. As the ultimate force of the family, he has similar powers to the clan leader.
The others are all ancestors who have great power in the family. Everyone has ugly expressions and their eyes are fixed on the patriarch.
The face of Mi Zhengji Clan Leader was ashen. He held a jade talisman in his hand and said through gritted teeth: "Zheng Feng is dead. My brother Mi Zheng Feng is dead! I want to know who the fuck provoked such a powerful enemy.
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The professional of the seven-story altar is named Mi Zhong. He is a super fat man. He always compresses the altar into a flat shape and always sits on the altar. This is not because he is lazy, but because his two legs have become
Completely integrated into the altar, once the altar collapses, it will be impossible for him to even move around.
Mi Zhong asked calmly: "Is the news sent last? Who is responsible for this matter?"
Mi Zhengji stared at a tall and thin man. The man had a skull-like face, his eyes flickered like will-o'-the-wisps, his face was extremely ugly, green with black, and there were a little beads of sweat on his forehead. Just listen to him
Said: "Uncle, ancestor, I am responsible for this."
Mi Zhong slammed the altar and shouted: "Mi Peng, you bastard! You didn't report such an important matter to the clan leader until now, and you were fucking killed in the core continent. Are you a fucking dead person?"
Mi Peng was trembling all over. He gritted his teeth and said, "They appeared too suddenly. We didn't have time to react. The speed of message transmission was also too slow. I didn't know until then."
The clan leader Mi Zhengji was a giant man, three meters tall, with big hands and thick feet, and a bare head. His huge body was born with an invisible pressure. He shouted: "Asshole! You fucking bastard! What are you doing?
Management? Are all of you ancestors dead? You don’t know any news at all? Damn it!"
Regardless of how the ancestors usually showed off their power, at this time, none of them even dared to take a breath, lowering their heads and listening to Mi Zhengji's scolding. Then everyone heard Mi Zhong scolding: "Mi Peng, if there is no solution to this matter,
, I’ll tear you apart! Now, you fucking tell the whole situation from beginning to end!”
Mi Zhong is the true ancestor among the ancestors in the family. If the clan leader does something wrong, he dares to curse. The strength of the seven-layer altar is enough to despise any family member.
Although Mi Peng is the general manager of the family and has terrifying power, his real strength lies in the three-layer altar. He is worse than many ancestors, but what he is good at is management. In the family, if no accidents happen, his position
Second only to the clan leader. Although it is the decision of everyone at the top to occupy and attack the middle and low-level continents, he is the real executor. He is responsible for directing almost all major events in the clan.
After all, Mi Peng had been the general manager for so many years, and he gradually calmed down. Mainly because he could not withstand the pressure of ancestor Mi Zhong. After a long while, he said: "So far, we have suffered a lot of losses.
The identities of many family masters seem to be professional masters from a certain continent that was occupied and plundered by our family. They probably traveled abroad and found that their families or sects were destroyed when they returned, so they came here specifically to take revenge."
Mi Zhong had a gloomy face and said calmly: "Based on the news we have received so far, what is their strength?"
Mi Peng said: "The news we got from Michia City is that there is a professional for the seventh-level altar, one for the sixth-level, one for the fourth-level, and three professionals for the first-level altar. What is particularly noteworthy is that Chen Tianyao is also among them.
Well, one more thing, professionals on the sixth and seventh levels all have soul altars!"
Mi Zhong didn't feel much pressure when he heard that the other party was a professional with a six-level and seven-level altar. But when he heard that these two people were actually the owners of the soul altar, his face changed slightly and his heart was churning violently. Just kidding, mess with me.
Those who work in the Soul Altar are in a lot of trouble.
Mi Zhengji gritted his teeth and said: "Two Soul Altar professionals! Where the hell do we start talking about this!"
All the ancestors present were breaking out in cold sweat. The Soul Altar is a specific kind of altar, which is basically the inheritance of the Black Talisman. Moreover, for professionals who own the Soul Altar, their way to advance is through killing. Such masters can leapfrog challenges.
.If it is an ordinary altar professional, relying on the strength of Mi Zhong’s ancestors and other ancestor-level masters in the family, they are enough to kill the opponent, but now they are in big trouble. Once Mi Zhong cannot be contained, they will face a crisis.
A massacre.
what to do?
After a while, Mi Zhengji asked: "Is there any possibility of resolving this?" Although he has a bad temper, he is a shrewd person, otherwise he would not be able to sit in this position.
Mi Peng's skinny face showed a bitter look, and he said slowly: "It's impossible because in the past few decades, the continent we occupied has basically given up, and almost all the professionals have been killed, except for a few female professionals.
The people were turned into slaves, and the population of the entire continent was completely plundered and all became slaves. I don’t think the other side will reconcile with us."
Mi Zhong couldn't help but break into a cold sweat. This was too cruel. He rarely paid attention to the family's actions. He would not come out until the family was in crisis. He focused on cultivating and improving his soul. He didn't expect that someone in the family would do this.
This kind of thing happened. He was a little confused and said: "Don't you know that an ancient family can use various methods to conquer the middle and low-level continents, why do they use such drastic methods?"
Mi Peng said: "Because it is a mid- to low-level continent, there are generally no altar-level masters. In them, the Holy Master is the top professional, so"
Mi Zhong was so angry that he slapped the top of the altar and cursed: "Idiot, you fool! Who doesn't know that the masters from the middle and low-level continents have gone out to look for opportunities to advance, and they will not stay on the original continent."
Mi Peng murmured in a low voice: "Even if there are a few altar-level masters, they will not shake our family."
Mi Zhong wanted to slap him a few times, but he said coldly: "Yes, yes, there are no altar-level masters. Damn it. Tell me, what the fuck are you talking about for the altar-level masters who came here this time?"
Can you stop it?"
Mi Peng felt aggrieved, but he did not dare to refute. This feeling made him feel so uncomfortable that he wanted to vomit blood. After a long while, he said: "I, I"
Mi Zhong cursed angrily: "You piece of shit!"
Although Mi Zhengji was also furious, he was the clan leader after all and said, "Tell me, how do you plan to solve this problem?"
Mibon said: "We have gone to the employment association and recruited a group of altar-level masters plus our family's manpower. If we can concentrate our strength, we should be able to defeat them."
Mi Zhengji pondered for a moment and said: "There is no point in defeating them. We must kill them. The threat is too great. Ancestor, what can you do?"
The fat on Mi Zhong's face trembled, and he said: "No, Mi Peng's method won't work. The opponent is not dead, waiting for you to surround them. As long as they keep swimming and attacking, there is nothing you can do."
Mi Peng smiled bitterly and said: "It happened so suddenly that we had no time to arrange it."
Mi Zhengji had a sullen face. Mi Zhengfeng's death was a big blow to him. After a while, he said: "As long as we can suppress the two Soul Altar professionals, they have nothing to fear."
Mi Peng was confused and didn't know what to say. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Ancestor, can you please invite that person?"
Suddenly, there was a buzz of discussion in the lobby. Apparently all the ancestors knew who that person was.
Mi Zhong's expression changed slightly. He hesitated and said, "That person is not easy to hire and the price is too high. Moreover, he is not very friendly to our family."
Mibon said: "No matter what the cost, as long as we can invite that person, there is hope that we can solve the crisis of destroying our family and genocide. As long as we can solve this crisis, everything is worth paying. As long as the family is here, we can find anything."
Come back, and the ancestor is familiar with him, it is much better for you to invite him than for us to invite him."
Mi Zhong sighed and thought to himself: "Is that person so easy to invite?" But at this point, his ancestor could not stay out of the matter, and said: "Okay, I will do my best, you have to be prepared, this
The price will definitely not be small, and what that person needs will not be ordinary items."
Mibon said: "Don't worry, I will be responsible for mobilizing them from all continents and big cities. As long as we have what we have, we will not be stingy."
Mi Zhengji said: "Even if the family doesn't have one, we can still issue a mission and ask people to find it!" He also made up his mind and said: "As long as that person is willing to come, we will definitely be able to kill those scourges! Every one of them will be killed!"
Can't let it go." There was a fierce look on his face.
At this time, a letter talisman flew over, and Mi Peng grabbed it. After looking at it for a moment, his face suddenly turned purple. Mi Zhengji asked: "What's wrong? Is it still that group of people?" As soon as he finished speaking, seven or eight letters came out.
Fu rushed into the gate, and one of them was Mi Zhengji, and he also caught it.
"City of Pure Prayer! How could they go to the City of Pure Prayer?"
All the ancestors opened their mouths in shock.
After Mi Zhengji roared, his straight back suddenly hunched down. Qingsong City has the largest inheritance altar of the Gu Mi family. One of the inheritance altars was left by an eighth-level altar master in the family. It is the family's largest inheritance altar.
The most famous and high-level inheritance altar in the world is related to the inheritance of the family and the survival of the family.
Mi Peng was trembling all over. At this moment, another talisman flew towards him. He stretched out his hand to grab it, and after inspecting it for a moment, he couldn't help but howl: "I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill these bastards, ah, ah."
Mi Zhong shouted: "Mi Peng!"
Mi Peng turned twice on the ground and stamped his feet: "They destroyed our family's inheritance altar! They destroyed all high-level inheritance altars!"
Mi Zhengji and Mi Zhong stood up suddenly, but Mi Zhong stood up with half of his body, and his legs were still stuck in the altar. The two looked at Mi Peng blankly. Mi Zhengji's face turned dark, and when he was about to speak, he uttered a
Blood spurted out.
Everyone was immediately in chaos.
Mi Zhong suddenly sat down, he slapped the altar, and the altar flew up. He said: "I will invite that person, no matter what the cost! Mi Peng! Get the hell ready for me, as long as I agree to what that person has, no matter what
Whatever method you use, you have to find it for me!"
Mi Peng's eyes were red and he said: "Definitely! I will definitely find everything the ancestor needs!"
After a while, I heard Mi Zhengji yelling: "We will fight until we die!"