The little junior sister is fierce and fierce, the whole sect is waiting for her to ascend

Chapter 84: Avenge yourself!

"You are young, but your tone is not small! Let's see what you can do to escape from my grasp!"

As Zuo Mingsheng spoke, he swung a sharp sword energy towards Zhang Yunran.

Zhang Yunran quickly drew out the Netherworld Painting of Flowing Light, and when he burrowed into the painting, he barely escaped the attack.

When Zuo Mingsheng saw the painting again, his eyes lit up.

"Hmph! You are really a disgusting and ugly guy. When you see a good thing, you want to gobble it up. You are not afraid of breaking your big teeth!"

After Zhang Yunran made a sarcastic comment, he immediately jumped out of the painting.

"Mei Xiangqin built the road, collect it!"

Following her sharp shout, Zuo Mingsheng's face was distorted and he was pushed into the painting by a circle of plum blossoms.

"Let our clan leader go!" As Zuo Mingsheng disappeared, dozens more figures flew across the sky.

"He covets my magic weapon, why should I let him go?" Zhang Yunran responded with a sweet smile, "Or do you have a heritage of bullying the weak?"

"you!"

"Oh, how about you all go to the painting to keep company with your clan leader?"

After hearing this, the dozen or so people who followed took a few steps back sincerely.

"How presumptuous! A little kid in the late Jindan stage wants to show off his power in our Zuo family. Do you really think that our Zuo family has no one left?" A majestic voice approached quickly from thousands of miles away.

"How can a group of poor bastards colonized by blood borers be proud of themselves?" Mo Ling intercepted the coercive voice with a sharp claw.

"Mo Ling!" Zhang Yunran shouted into the air.

Mo Ling came down quickly, glanced at them lightly, and said "hmm" when he saw that none of them were injured.

"Mo Ling, your Lingxu Sect actually dares to interfere with our family's affairs!" A fat old man stepped out and stood opposite Mo Ling, pointing his finger at Mo Ling and said in an arrogant tone.

Mo Ling frowned and knocked his fingers off with a wave of his wings.

"I'm not interested in your family's affairs, but I still have to take care of your cultivation with the blood borer.

Although one's cultivation level increases rapidly in a short period of time with the help of blood borer cultivation, once the cultivation level reaches the Perfection of God Transformation, the host will become the blood borer's ration.

At the same time, during this process, if the spiritual energy supplied by the host does not meet the needs of the blood borer, the host will be controlled by the blood borer to find food sources to meet its own needs. If we let it continue to develop like this, there will be no more souls left in our continent! "

The fat old man smiled sarcastically, "The blood borer you are talking about must be a spirit worm! When it comes to using spirit worms to assist cultivation, this method was spread from your Lingxu Sect, and now I am here to remind you hypocritically, who knew you were safe? What kind of heart do you have?"

Mo Ling was silent, "There are already hundreds of thousands of members of our Lingxu Sect who have died in the belly of blood borers, and this number will increase in the future. In addition, Langya City has become the world of blood borers. I guess this Sifang City has also It’s not far away!”

The fat old man's expression also became serious.

"Just now we sensed that the spirit worms can release a large amount of spiritual energy after they explode! Using the spirit worms to practice can help us break down barriers easily. This is worth our use. As for being swallowed, it is because those monks are too weak. In the end, I just couldn’t control the spiritual insects.”

Someone spoke up.

The Zuo family remained silent in unison.

Is this the default?
Zhang Yunran rubbed his sleeves and said, "Mo Ling, it's really hard to persuade him with words, let's start a fight, right?"

"Count me in!" Luo Shiyang said loudly.

He was hiding in the dark just now, but he saw with his own eyes how the blood borer devoured its host, and the fear in his heart had not yet been digested! Unless these disgusting bugs are exterminated, it will be difficult for their world of cultivation to have peace.

"Count me in!" The lion wolf beast also stood up.

"Count me in!" Zuo Qiurong also stood up, "Ancestor, I have no hatred towards the Zuo family, but I will not forgive those who bully and hurt me. Even so, I still hope that our Zuo family will become better and better. The better, after all, this is where the roots of my parents and my brother are. If you insist on letting the Zuo family go to a place of eternal destruction, I will not agree!"

"And me!" Grandpa Zuo Qiurong, who has always been invisible, also stood up.

"Zuo Mingsheng just admitted in person that he had dug up Qiu Rong's spiritual roots for Qiu Shuang. Ming Yuan probably killed him too. Such Mingsheng is not worthy of everyone's indignation for him. Everyone should be sensible, calm down and think about it. ! Because the monks themselves are weak and cannot control the spirit insects, then are the hundreds of thousands of disciples of Lingxu Sect weak? Furthermore, why do the truly strong need to rely on spirit insects?"

"Zuo Sicheng, since when did your elbows turn outwards? There is no distinction between home and home, right?" someone said angrily.

Come on! No need to talk about it.

Zhang Yunran directly took out the painting and first took in the ones who scolded him fiercely. At the same time, he threw out Zuo Mingsheng, who had already had the blood borer removed. The fat old man only took one look, and his eyes darkened.

"Little friend, can your painting remove the spiritual worms from the monk's body?"

"Don't even think about this painting of mine!" Zhang Yunran said warily.

Zuo Qiurong saw Zuo Mingsheng looking weak. While everyone's attention was on Zhang Yunran, she decisively stepped forward and killed Zuo Mingsheng.

"You!" Zuo Mingsheng only had time to utter a word before Zuo Qiurong crushed him to ashes.

"Bitch, how dare you kill my father!" Zuo Haotian, Zuo Mingsheng's son in the crowd, instantly rushed to Zuo Qiurong.

Zhang Yunran stopped her and looked at him solemnly, "If you dare to touch her, try it!"

"What am I afraid of? Is it just because I have a great broken painting?" Zuo Haotian gritted his teeth.

With that said, he attacked Zhang Yunran.

Zhang Yunran immediately took out the explosive charm that Lou Qingyang gave her and kept throwing it at him "bang bang bang".

"Damn girl, I'm going to kill you!" Zuo Hao felt smoke rising from his head.

"Come on! I still have dozens of these explosive charms!"

Zuo Haotian saw that he had lost such a big face in front of his ancestor, and at the same time, he suddenly lost his father. If you don't regain some face, how can you raise your head in the clan in the future?

"Ah! Go to hell!" Zuo Haotian said to Zhang Yunran with a ferocious expression.

Zhang Yunran threw a luminous object at him. When he was about to avoid it because of bad intuition, he was enveloped by the growing light.

"Haotian!" The fat old man scolded in a deep voice.

"Haha, I'm finally dead!" Zuo Haotian raised his head and laughed.

"Haotian, the key to the Five Ultimate Secret Realm is actually in your hand?" Zuo Sicheng said in disbelief.

"So what? A dead girl actually dares to come to our Zuo family to show off her power. I really thought no one could cure her!" Zuo Haotian said fiercely.

"You actually sent Yunran into the Five Ultimate Secret Realm?" Zuo Qiurong asked with red eyes.

"So what?" Zuo Haotian said disdainfully, "Let's see who else can help you now!"

"You actually sent Yunran into the Five Ultimate Secret Realm!" Zuo Qiurong quickly bit his finger open and drew blood on it.

"Qiu Rong, what are you going to do?" The fat old man was the first to notice something was wrong and was about to stop him.

"Destroy the killing array!" Zuo Qiurong shouted, and a burst of magic was thrown at Zuo Haotian.

Looking carefully, there is a long thin blood thread tracing the outline of the formation. The moment the formation was smashed out, the outline of the formation was completely traced by the thin bloodline.

"Little..." Before the disdain on Zuo Haotian's lips could fade away, he was struck by five thunders in the formation, and not a trace of smoke was left!

The scene was deathly silent.

"Qiu Rong, you are too impulsive! If something happens, we can... make the decision for you!"

After a long while, the fat old man found his voice and said tremblingly.

"No need, I prefer to avenge myself!" Zuo Qiurong said with sharp eyes.

It was like she was completely transformed in an instant.

A pair of eyes that can almost freeze someone to death...

The cool curve of the corner of the mouth...

Indescribably cold...

Although they were far away from her, everyone shuddered in unison.

Mo Ling narrowed his eyes slightly...

(End of this chapter)