A junk collection station floats in my mind

"Junior brother, why are you begging him? He has already slaughtered my Jidao Palace. Could it be that he is about to slaughter us?"

Yang Lin snorted coldly. At this moment, he felt righteous indignation in his heart, and he didn't want to compromise, and he didn't want Chen Muyu to humiliate him by pleading for mercy.

Chen Muyu felt as if he wanted to cry but had no tears. Brother, brother, why don't you live well? Why do you want to provoke him?
I know you're angry, but what's the use of being angry?Save your life to make a difference.

Looking anxiously at the Blood Ancestor, Chen Muyu's nerves were tense, and he was ready to attack with the Dao Heart Stick at any time.

"Ha ha……"

The Blood Ancestor stared at Yang Lin for a while, and suddenly laughed, "Boy, do you want to avenge those senior brothers of yours? Or do you want to avenge the 20 heavenly disciples from Jidao Palace? Or, for your senior disciples?" Respect?"

"Humph."

Yang Lin snorted coldly and didn't reply.

To avenge my brother?
This matter, how to put it, the will is not so strong.

After all, the five senior brothers had taught and helped him over the years, but when he grew up, they were more restricted and suppressed. Yang Lin couldn't tell what kind of feelings he had for the five senior brothers.

Gratitude, resentment?

Perhaps it was because two diametrically opposite emotions canceled each other out, so he didn't feel too much turmoil about the demise of the five senior brothers.

Not only that, after the fall of the five senior brothers, he gradually took back the control over the sect, and he was even a little happy in his heart.

As for those fallen sect disciples.

Most of them don't have much to do with his interests, but as the master of a sect, you almost wiped out all my disciples, so there is no anger in your heart.

The source of this kind of anger is more self-esteem and face, rather than the pain of cutting flesh and bones.

"If I told you now that the lives of those 20 celestial disciples were the promise made to me by Ji Dao back then, what would you think?"

A smile faded on Xuezu's face.

what?
Everyone present was shocked when they heard this.

The lives of 20 celestial disciples were given to the blood ancestor by the ancestor of the extreme dao?

"nonsense."

Yang Lin's face was flushed red, and he angrily reprimanded the blood ancestor.

How could it be possible? It was simply a ridiculous joke. I had never heard of such a joke.

The Jidao Palace is the direct lineage of the Jidao, and the 20 heaven-level powerhouses are all the elite of the Jidao Palace's elite. What reason does the Jidao have to bury the elite of his sect to the rebellion of the Blood Ancestor?
"I know it's hard for you to believe."

Seeing that Yang Lin was agitated, the Blood Ancestor grinned, "But think about it, if it wasn't for the tacit consent of the Jidao Palace, I could have slaughtered 20 heavenly disciples from the Jidao Palace so easily. Standing in front of you so calmly?"

These words, like a thunderbolt from the clear sky, exploded in everyone's minds.

Yes, what a powerful existence of Ji Dao, he can watch so many disciples under his sect, even the five most outstanding direct disciples being slaughtered by the blood ancestor?
From the beginning to the end, Jidao did not take any action against the Blood Ancestor.

He is so powerful, seeing his disciples being slaughtered, why didn't he take action to punish the blood ancestor?
Is it really like what the blood ancestor said, is there any deal between Jidao and the blood ancestor?
At this moment, everyone felt that their faith was about to collapse.

"impossible!"

Yang Lin just shook his head, repeatedly saying it was impossible.

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother Yang is an honest man, why did you treat him like this?"

Chen Muyu couldn't stand it anymore, and sighed beside him.

"I was as honest as him back then."

The Blood Ancestor stopped smiling, said something inexplicable, and stopped continuing the topic.

After all, no matter what he said was true or not, his goal had already been achieved.

Regardless of whether Yang Lin believed it or not, after planting a seed in Yang Lin's heart, he would naturally doubt his belief in the future.

But Chen Muyu is clear that Ji Dao may not be unable to make a move, but is restricted by something.

However, with extreme strength, is there anything else that can limit him?

……

The blood ancestor ignored Yang Lin, bypassed him, and came to Shimen.

"Brother, don't listen to his nonsense."

Chen Muyu came to Yang Lin's side, reached out and patted Yang Lin's shoulder, and said via voice transmission, "Who is he, don't you know? How can you trust the words of the enemy."

Yang Lin came to his senses, his eyes gradually recovered, and he looked at Chen Muyu gratefully, "Thank you, little brother."

Chen Muyu forced a smile, "Look at you, if you don't bring me, I still can't escape."

Yang Lin smiled wryly, the appearance of the Blood Ancestor had left them no choice.

"What are you doing in a daze, let's go."

In front of the stone gate, the blood ancestor looked back at the crowd.

No one dared to move, and when Chen Muyu was about to approach, Yang Lin held him back.

"boom."

At this time, Shimen suddenly shook.

Just now that arm suddenly came out again.

Since it was so terrifying, the aura emanating from his arms made Chen Muyu's breathing stagnate, and his face turned pale.

It turned out that Yang Lin and the others were afraid of this.

The Blood Ancestor was right in front of the stone gate, so the arm was naturally the first to grab him.

The blood ancestor raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was a trace of blood on his body.

The blood was like silk, instantly wrapping around that arm.

Tighten.

scoff.

That terrifying arm hadn't even touched the blood ancestor, and it was directly cut into countless pieces by the blood energy.

With a strong rancid smell quickly spread.

"Roar……"

Inside the stone gate, there was a roar, mixed with extremely painful wailing.

"Little brother, let's go."

The corner of Blood Ancestor's mouth curled up slightly, and he put one hand behind his back. This was the first time he called Chen Muyu his junior brother. Before Chen Muyu could respond, he had already stepped into the door.

"Brother?"

Before Chen Muyu regained his composure, he turned to look at Yang Lin.

Yang Lin also had fear on his face.

This gap in strength is really too great. Even if he is in the early stages of the Dao Breaking Realm, in the eyes of the blood ancestors, he may not be as good as a reptile.

Master still has orders.

If the Blood Ancestor was allowed to take the lead, how would he explain it?
"Walk."

Yang Lin made a decisive decision and brought Chen Muyu into the Shimen.

Chen Muyu was called by the blood ancestor, so he dared not go in.

The rest of the people looked at each other in blank dismay.

go in?
How dangerous is it inside, who dares to go in?

All they are thinking about now is whether to wait here, or simply run for their lives?
wait here?If the Blood Ancestor came out, would he take their lives?

It's better to take this opportunity to escape.

After all, saving one's life is the most important thing. Who would choose to dance with snakes or seek skins from tigers knowing that going in would be dangerous?

……