In Seclusion For 100,000 Years, My Descendants Ask Me To Come Out

The woman with a better face said in a trembling voice.

Her name is Martial Spirit, one of the seven sons of the Forgotten Immortal Sect, and Ye Chen in the mouth of the elder is the head of the seven sons.

Also their big brother.

Hearing this sentence, Lu Lingchun's face turned even paler. Unexpectedly, her proud disciple turned to the enemy's door.

"The Forgotten Immortal Sect is about to be destroyed, you guys, go away." Lu Lingchun tried his best to squeeze out a miserable smile and said to the disciples.

"How about you, the elder?"

Lu Lingchun stood up, holding the sword in his hand tightly, and said savagely: "I want to clear the door, even if it is killed in battle, I will take the people of Jianzong to be buried with me!"

Martial Spirit wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and said firmly, "Better to die than to live!"

Don't forget that most of the Immortal Sect are female disciples, but their decisiveness is not inferior to that of men.

"Yes! Since we joined the Immortal Sect, we will live and die with Sect!"

"Yes! Live and die with Sect, doesn't Jianzong want to eat us, come on, who is afraid of who!"

"Kill two to earn money, the elder should withdraw, let's fight with Jianzong!"

Looking at the few hundred disciples left, Lu Lingchun shed a line of dirty tears.

These tears, there are moving, there is remorse.

What he regrets is what he has done in the past, the former Lu Lingchun, Isshin only has Ye Chen.

As for the other disciples, she hardly had a good face, and most of them were bitter and mean.

Unexpectedly, Sect was in trouble, and what was left were the disciples she once despised.

At this moment, someone in the crowd exclaimed: "Don't be so frustrated, isn't the new Sect Leader looking for a generation of ancestors!"

Hearing this sentence, the eyes of the disciples showed hope.

Yup!

And the new Sect Leader Luo Qingcheng!

She was the most talented young generation in the Immortal sect for hundreds of years.

If Ye Chen is the pride of Lu Lu Lingchun, then Luo Qingcheng is the pride of the entire Sect.

"Elder, we may be able to wait a little longer, I believe Sect Leader will catch up..."

Before Martial Spirit could finish speaking, Lu Lingchun raised the sword in his hand and said absentmindedly:

"Don't wait, Sect Leader is probably already..."

In the second half of the sentence, Lu Lingchun did not say any more.

Martial Spirit and others don't know how dangerous the situation is, but she does.

Even a strong man like Lu Lingchun, trying to enter the periphery of Nine Dead One Realm is a fool's dream.

Luo Qingcheng had been gone for so long without any news, and he might have been killed.

Even if she can enter the realm of nine deaths and one life, can Luo Qingcheng really find a generation of ancestors?

Ten Ten Thousand Years have passed, and a generation of ancestors may have already died...

"Elder, is it really impossible?"

Martial Spirit bit her lip and asked.

Could it be that God refuses to give them even a glimmer of hope?

Lu Lingchun shook his head, sighed and said, "If you want to enter the realm of nine deaths and one life, the difficulty is comparable to the sky, not to mention Luo Qingcheng, it's me..."

boom!

Before Lu Lingchun could finish speaking, there was a sudden explosion in the sky.

The crowd changed greatly, and Martial Spirit cried out: "Not good! The Guardian Array is broken!"

"Haha, you and the other mice make me look good!"

Han Yan stood in the air looking down at Lu Lingchun and the others.

The killing intent in his eyes was undisguised, especially after seeing Lu Lingchun, Han Yan's eyes lit up, licked his lips and said with a sinister smile:

"Lu Lingchun, kneel down and beg for mercy now, I might spare your life."

Lu Lingchun stared at Han Yan, gritted his teeth angrily:

"I forgot that the Immortals would rather die than live!"

"In that case, don't blame me for being ruthless. After you die, I will definitely make you my sword slave."

Han Yan smiled coldly.

After that, Han Yan raised the Yang Yang Sword in his hand and waved it towards Lu Lingchun and the others.

A flame Sword Qi suddenly appeared in front of Lu Lingchun.

puff.

Lu Lingchun, who was seriously injured, took down this strike again, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth!