Jiuxiao Supreme

"Great Elder, we can't wait any longer!"
Several old elders are already in a precarious situation and may not be able to hold on at any time.
"Ugh!"
The great elder showed sadness on his face, and his eyes became determined.
The spiritual power in his body began to slowly change, and as the spiritual power changed, the entire altar also changed.
Rays of faint blue light began to disperse, and some elves seemed to be dancing in the air. Waves of faint singing came, and the singing was so moving that people's minds were attracted to it.
When he heard the singing, Po Ling's eyes became wandering, and the spiritual power in his body was no longer so condensed. He seemed to be soaked in warm water, his whole body was very comfortable, and his face also showed an expression of enjoyment.
Not only him, but also several other people. Their expressions became more and more relaxed, and the spiritual power in their bodies slowly stopped flowing. The vines cast by the great elder were still tightly entangled with them.
These branches are getting tighter and tighter, and the ends of the branches are as sharp as needles, lying in front of the four people's foreheads.
Being restrained tighter and tighter, the four people finally felt it, and their minds immediately returned to clarity. Looking at the scene in front of them, their faces instantly turned pale.
The spiritual power in their bodies started to work again, but it was obviously too late. No matter how hard they struggled, they could no longer break free of the vines.
"Great Elder, do you really not miss the old relationship?"
Po Ling screamed with a desperate look in his eyes.
"Po Ling, I gave you a chance, but you are stubborn!" the great elder said with heavy breaths.
Obviously driving the altar is already a huge burden for him.
Not only him, but several other elders were also panting. The activation of the altar was not just the result of the great elder alone, but they were also involved.
"Great Elder, if all of us die, what will the Shura elves do?"
Po Ling's spiritual power was outputting crazily, barely resisting these vines. He raised his neck and shouted, a guttural sound coming from his throat. It was obvious that he was very uncomfortable.
"Leave the Shura Elf Clan to you, then the Elf Clan will really be finished!"
There was a trace of struggle in the great elder's eyes, and the sharp treetops just couldn't penetrate.
"Father," Po Ling's expression changed, "I am the one you pissed and shitted. If it weren't for the future of the Shura Elf clan, I wouldn't have come this far!"
Po Ling was almost crying. The spiritual power in his body had completely dissipated. He was holding the branches wrapped around his neck, and tears were already shed in his eyes.
The relationship between him and the Great Elder is more like that of father and son than between heirs, and now he directly calls the Great Elder his father.
Looking at the crying Po Ling, the great elder's eyes turned red, "Po Ling, do you know you are wrong!"
"Great Elder, you can't be merciful!" Elder Xiong shouted hurriedly from the side, "If we let this opportunity pass, we are afraid that we will no longer be able to control them."
"Father!"
Another elf also cried and shouted.
Looking at this elf, Elder Xiong's determined face began to tremble.
Everyone here was raised by them as if they were their own children. Now they have turned against each other. How can they accept it emotionally?
The two elders fell silent one after another, and the atmosphere in the venue suddenly became stagnant.
"Evil disciple, are you willing to change your ways?"
After struggling for a while, the great elder finally decided to give Po Ling and the others a chance.
"We all listen to you."
Po Ling didn't hesitate at all and agreed immediately.
"what about you!"
The great elder looked at the others again and asked uneasily.
"Po Ling is our boss. He has agreed, so naturally we will not violate it." The three people expressed their opinions one after another.
"That's good!"
The Great Elder breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want to see the matter of cleaning up the door. "You just swear by the World Tree."
"I, Soul Spirit, now swear to the World Tree with my spirit soul that I will not disobey my Shura Elf clan after taking charge of the Shura Elf clan in the future."
He didn't wait at all, and immediately swore, looking at the great elder without blinking.
"call!"
Hearing the Soul Soul begin to swear the oath, the great elder couldn't help but relax. When he heard that he would not violate the rules of the Shura Elf, he had completely relaxed.
"You damn old man, go to hell!"
Feeling that the flow of spiritual power in the great elder's body had slowed down, Po Ling suddenly shouted loudly, and the spiritual power on his body soared into the sky, bursting out in an instant and tearing the vines that were about to retract to pieces.
"not good!"
The great elder was shocked. He wanted to gather the spiritual power in his body, but it was already beyond his power. After all, he was getting older. He was able to hold on just now with a breath of energy. Now that he has relaxed, he already felt exhausted. , where is the strength to condense the spiritual power in the body?
"Elder, be careful!"
The other three elders immediately shouted and flew towards the great elder.
But their speed could not match that of Po Ling, who was already the closest and flew directly towards the great elder with a tree branch in his hand.
"do not want!"
How could the three of them care so much? Zhu Yi suddenly flashed behind them, and the three of them disappeared instantly. Elder Xiong even threw himself on the great elder.
puff!
The tree branch penetrated his back chest, Elder Xiong screamed, his Dantian was broken, and he was killed directly.
After being blocked by Elder Xiong, the strength of the tree branch weakened a lot and its direction shifted a bit, but it still penetrated the elder's abdomen.
"Great Elder, leave quickly!"
The other two elders had already rushed over, grabbed the tree branch, and shouted loudly.
"you!"
Fortunately, the two rescued him, otherwise the branch would have penetrated his abdomen. The seriously injured elder looked at his two companions, wanting to say something.
"It will be too late if you don't leave!"
The two shouted anxiously, but this was the last sound they could make. As they rushed over, the three Shura elves in the early stage behind them also followed immediately.
puff!
Two consecutive beeps.
The two of them looked down and saw a tree branch piercing through their chests.
He took one last look at the great elder, with a look of determination in his eyes.
Seeing this scene, the great elder burst into tears, "I am the one who harmed you."
He turned around suddenly, turned around and fled into the distance. The red wings on his body flashed sharply several times and disappeared into the distance.
"Want to run!"
When the four Po Lings saw it, their expressions changed and they wanted to catch up.
"Don't think about it!"
The two Shura Elf elders turned their heads with sad expressions on their faces.
"No, go back!"
When Po Ling saw their expressions, his expression changed and he hurriedly shouted loudly.
Boom!
A huge explosion spread out in all directions, flying sand and rocks flew around, and a mushroom cloud rose high into the sky.
"Damn old guy!"
Po Ling's figure flashed and appeared in the distance, hanging quietly in the air. Looking at the smoke and dust in the sky, he couldn't help but curse.
"How to do?"
Three early stage elves appeared beside him and said worriedly.
"Let me chase them all!" Po Ling said angrily, "Many of the methods of using the altar are still hidden on his body. No matter what, we cannot let him escape."
"Yes!"
The expressions of the three people changed, they also reacted, and immediately mobilized their men to go.
"Fortunately the altar was not destroyed!"
After the three of them disappeared, Po Ling looked at the altar below with a hint of surprise on his face, and his tense expression relaxed slightly.
I have to say that this altar is really not very strong. Such a big explosion did not damage it at all.
"What happened over there?"
Ling Feng and his group came to a mountain peak, and an explosion in the distance also alarmed them.
"What a big explosion!"
Everyone stopped and looked over there.
"That seems to be the direction of the altar, right?"
Bing Xin looked towards the captured Shura Elf.
"It should be, sir." Several Shura elves nodded in agreement.
"Do you know what it is?"
Bing Xin asked uneasily.
"Sir, we ordinary elves are not allowed to go to the altar," a Shura elf said truthfully, "Only the elders and their descendants can go in there."
"Heir, didn't you say that before?"
Ling Feng asked sensitively.
"Sir, we only know that each generation of elders will designate a successor. We ordinary tribesmen don't know the rest."
Several elves were also a little confused. For them, those were too far away and not a level they could contact, so naturally they didn't take it to heart.
"Has this kind of explosion happened before?"
Ling Feng asked thoughtfully.
"How is that possible? That is the important place for the Shura Elf clan and it is also the place with the strongest defense!"
Several elves said matter-of-factly.
"This is strange. Could it be..." Ling Feng's heart moved, "Have you seen those descendants?"
"Before they succeed to the throne, they will not appear in front of us as heirs," the elf shook his head and said, "In order to prevent the following from flattering these heirs too much, they usually live among us as ordinary elves. , and also allows descendants to better understand their own race.”
"Also with this system, the Shura elves still have some advantages."
Ling Feng said with some surprise.
"Then you don't know what their strength is!"
Ling Feng asked again.
"I don't know," several people also shook their heads, "but we know that their strength is definitely not as good as the older generation."
"Why do you say that?"
After hearing such information, several people asked involuntarily.
"We don't know either," the elf also looked confused. "Over the years, the strength of each generation of Shura elf descendants will be weaker than the previous generation. Even if there are some accidents, they will only be the same as the original elders. "
"Such a thing could happen!"
Ling Feng, Bing Xin and others looked at each other with confusion in their eyes.