C2651 Who Let You Go(part I)
3This is a moment of life and death for the century-old families, even if the beasts have betrayed the many reverends, however, cultivator from the Linghu Family remained unmoved. In their hearts, there was only one thing that they could do: The only thing they could do was to protect the blood of the Linghu Family.
At this moment, cultivator from the Linghu Family was like a mad devil, welcoming the endless army of mud men. Even though there was no chance of winning this war, it was still the same.
"Hahaha, a bunch of idiots. They have been fooled by me for so many years, and now they are still fighting to die. What a bunch of idiots! Hahahaha! The heavens and the earth are vast, I am free and unfettered!"
At this moment, Zhao Feirong was flying in the sky. He glanced at cultivator from the Linghu Family, who was fighting with the mud men behind him, and laughed wildly.
Today was probably his happiest day. At least, he would be able to witness the destruction of the Linghu Family. He, Zhao Feirong, was able to find the right opportunity and also obtain the resources that he had been thinking about for many years. This was a good thing that he had never dreamt of. He didn't need to return the resources that he had taken!
Thinking about how Linghu Ming had been treated like that before he left, Zhao Feirong became even more proud of himself.
For Zhao Feirong, kindness and kindness were nothing compared to a pile of dog shit. Now that he had the chance to overthrow his family, he could seize the opportunity to seize the resources by force. It was simply too comfortable for him.
Laughing complacently, Zhao Feirong was grinning from ear to ear along the way!
However, just as Zhao Feirong thought that he was about to leave the Linghu Family... He suddenly felt an ocean-like, deep, and majestic pressure suddenly envelop his body. There was also a terrifying aura of death that seemed to come from the depths of hell suppressing him.
Just the appearance of these two Auras had completely frozen Zhao Feirong. In an instant, he was frozen in midair, not daring to move.
This feeling of falling into an ice cellar was a powerful aura that Zhao Feirong had never felt before in his entire life. In front of these two Auras, Zhao Feirong felt as if he was an Insect crawling in front of a huge dragon. He didn't even dare to move his body.
"Who told you to leave?"
A cold voice suddenly sounded in Zhao Feirong's ears. It was the voice of a young man, but it sounded like the cry of a ferocious ghost that wanted to kill Zhao Feirong. It scared Zhao Feirong half to death.
Zhao Feirong was not someone who had never seen the world. Besides, this voice was heard in the Imperial City. It was like a taboo of the King of Hell, and he would never forget the existence of a the ordinary even if he had to spend his entire life searching for it. Not to mention Zhao Feirong, who had been hiding in the dark, trying to take advantage of the situation.
He had seen Undead Spirit of Hell's party with his own eyes. Zhao Feirong could still remember the Undead Evil that was wandering in the ruins of Yuwen Family!
Lin Hao, this voice, this kind of Aura, only White-robed God of Death and Lin Hao in the world had it!
Zhao Feirong was stunned on the spot. He didn't dare to move, and he didn't dare to run away.
If it was someone else, with Zhao Feirong's identity as a mid-rank Martial Spirit, however, the name of this person was White-robed God of Death. Running away in front of the God of Slaughter? Wouldn't that mean hanging himself in front of the King of Hell?
Zhao Feirong broke out in cold sweat, like a needle on his back. He never would have thought that... Lin Hao, who had just committed a heinous crime in Imperial City, had actually returned to Imperial City. Furthermore, his target this time was the Linghu Family...
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