Chapter 929

They followed aunt Ling quietly, and went all the way to the deepest part of the island. After walking for more than 20 minutes, in the dense jungle, they finally saw a piece of ruins with a strong flavor of antiquity, including a huge altar.

Aunt Ling led several people to come forward. In the center of the altar, a stone pillar stood upright. She held a vague stone carving in her hand.

The stone carvings are gray, only a pair of eyes are bright red, full of evil spirit different from today's Lingtu people.

"Are you both ready?" Aunt Ling looks at Chu Lin and Wu Lan Dao.

"Ready." They both nodded at the same time.

Aunt Ling turned back and immediately put the stone carving into the space left by the stone pillar. She turned a little blood on her finger tip and gently shot it into it.

"The clan Yin hall can only be opened with the blood of the Lingtu tribe, and every time the bell rabbit clan opens, the strength in the stone carving will consume a trace. Now, that should be the last opportunity to open, and the stone carving will soon be broken." Wu Lan explained to Chu Lin softly.

Chu Lin nods gently. This is the problem of the Lingtu tribe. Once Ulan fails, there is no next time. Therefore, this last time, the Lingtu clan is reluctant to make up its mind, hoping only that there will be a truly unique genius in the Lingtu clan.

Buzzing -

when the blood of the Linyan falls into the stone carving, the Lingtu people on the stone carving seem to have come back to life. Their blood red eyes flash violently, and then they scream to the sky. The air roars suddenly, and the dark clouds are heavy, and the blood spot is directly sucked into the entrance of the stone carving.

Wu -

the sound of the sound of the sky rising in the air, a sense of vicissitudes reverberated in the air. The stone carving of Lingtu nationality on the stone pillar seems to have a light glance at Chu Lin and others, and then the light in front of the stone pillar twists and turns into a bloody gate.

"You can go in. It's the clan Yin hall." Aunt Ling clenched her hand and spoke slowly.

"Lord Chu Lin, come with me, or you will be ostracized." Wu Lan's ruddy eyes look at Chu Lin, and then he reaches out his little hand to make a slight gesture. Chu Lin hesitates for a moment, and then holds it gently. The touch is cold and silky. The slight wetness undoubtedly reveals the little girl's tense mood.

"Let's go." Chu Lin light smile, led the black orchid directly into the blood gate.

Hum -

the bloody gate flickered slightly, and a ray of light covered them. Then the gate twisted and became blurred, and Chu Lin and Chu Lin disappeared.

Aunt Ling looked at the two people who had disappeared in the gate, their hands clenched and their mouths chattered more and more...

when they bowed their heads and prayed, no one saw them. The blood red eyes of the Lingtu stone carving on the stone pillar turned to the disappeared gate, and their eyes were extremely sad.

After entering the gate, Chu Lin clearly feels the violent fluctuation and shock, and then the blood color light intensifies. When the light gradually dims, Chu Lin's eyes quickly recover, and then the gene energy runs rapidly.

With his eyes sweeping, Chu Lin did not find any danger. He could only see an endless bloody square, which was like a barren plain, with no end in sight.

Wu Lan's ruddy eyes looked around, and then released Chu Lin's hand and took a direct direction. In the south, she seemed to notice the call of her ancestors.

Chulin follows Mulan tightly, his eyes are looking around, and there is silver white light and purple energy flashing in his hands.

After walking for about ten minutes, a huge statue appeared in front of them. The statue was ten thousand meters high. It only appeared when they approached. The statue was also a Lingtu people, but its magnificent momentum was like assimilating into essence. It was more powerful than the stone carving outside. Even if you look at it from afar, Chu Lin was shocked.

"Is that the ancestor of our bell rabbit tribe..." Ulan looked at the stone carving from afar, and hope rose in his eyes.

"It's a corpse!" When Chu Lin approached, he was surprised. Where was the stone statue? It was clearly the remains of a Lingtu tribe. No wonder it had such a terrible momentum!

Ulan quickly walked away, gradually stopped at a distance of 1000 meters from the Lingtu ancestors, then knelt down toward the remains, made a strange gesture on his hands, and two soft ears directly popped out of his head.

Chu Lin stands behind him, watching closely.

After Ulan made the ritual action, the voice of desolation and vicissitudes came from the front, which echoed in the sky of the world, telling the unknown past.

The sound reverberated for a long time, and Chu Lin could feel it vaguely. A wonderful wave was aroused, and the remains of the Lingtu tribe called out, and fine light spots floated upward.

The light spot rises rapidly and becomes a person in the air. After the dazzling light disappears, a woman stands in the air. She is dressed in simple and elegant clothes. Her face is enchanting. Her eyes are moist and her eyes seem to tell endless sadness, which makes the world pale.

"Ancestor..."

when Ulan saw the figure floating, tears flowed in her eyes.

"My child..."

the woman looked at Ulan kneeling on the ground with gentle eyes, then put out her shining palms and spread out to Mulan with a gentle voice, "child, I have been for a long time, accept the inheritance I have prepared for you."Wulan looked at the figure in the sky, intoxicated, gently reached up, but just as her little hand was about to touch the light and shadow in the air, her other hand directly grabbed out and firmly held Ulan's wrist.

Wu Lan was startled and looked at the heavy faced Chu Lin with a blank look on his face. "Lord Chu Lin..."

but Chu Lin didn't care. He just gazed at the charming light and shadow woman coldly, pulled Ulan behind him, and then made a cold voice, "you are not the Lingtu people, who are you?"

The sound of Chu Lin's heavy vigilance spreads far away from the empty square, which seems to make the world stagnant.

Wu Lan was also shocked by Chu Lin's words. Her body was cold at first, and then she squeezed out a reluctant smile. "Brother chulin, it's impossible. I can clearly perceive the kinship between me and her..."

but Chu Lin didn't respond, just staring at the sky coldly. In his eyes, silver and purple light flashed at the same time.

"Boy, who are you! You are not the Lingtu people

The seductive woman also coldly stares at Chu Lin, with a chill in her eyes, "my child, can the bell rabbit clan even abandon the clan rules now? Even outsiders dare to bring them into the clan Yin hall! "

"It's not like this..." Ulan's face was in a hurry, and he opened his mouth to explain.

However, Chu Lin pressed her down and said with a gentle smile, "no wonder that for so many years, one of the Lingtu people came in and died. Don't you think there is a problem with the Lingtu clan?"

Wulan's body trembled, and fear finally appeared in her eyes.

"This woman is no longer your revered ancestor." Chu Lin said coldly, and then looked at the enchanting woman in the air, "I said right, dare you ask which black fog beast king you are?"