Chapter 11: The Sect of the Dead Visits

Thinking of this, Ye Guduo had to say to himself with some uneasiness: "Wait until Grandpa sends the parts over today, and then ask him!" If the Great Elder really does something, the first bullet of the 'Sniper Rifle' coming into this world will be handed to him......"

At this time, Ye Guduo's face became a little gloomy in vain, she was always a killer, as a scavenger beyond the Grim Reaper-level, she had long been accustomed to strangling a qiē to her disadvantage, killing someone was really simple for her, let alone an enemy who wanted to frame her......

Ye Lingao sat next to a huge Ding furnace, his eyes were firmly fixed on the flame in the Ding furnace, in the center of the flame, a light blue ball wrapped in a liquid like mercury, under the burning of the furnace fire, the liquid like mercury was constantly splitting and wriggling, under the squeezing and fixing of the blue aura, a strange shape of things gradually took shape.

"Boom... Knock knock ......"

A knock on the door with a strong sense of rhythm came into Ye Lingao's ears......

"Come in...", not bothering to wipe the sweat from his forehead, Ye Ling arrogantly controlled the aura attached to his arm to form a spiritual aura palm similar to that of an ordinary person, and quickly took out the silver lump that had been formed in the furnace fire.

"Elder Taishang, the patriarch has something to do with you, and now he and the seven elders are waiting for you in the Elders' Pavilion." What appeared in the hall was a burly man, who was holding a cotton towel at this time, standing behind Ye Lingao with great respect.

"Got it..."As Ye Lingao responded, the sound of ice water boiling in an instant began to echo in the Instrument Hall.

"Help me look at these things, you know the time of quenching, when the time comes, help me fish them up, and then send them to my room......" Picking up the cotton towel in the big man's hand and wiping off all the sweat on his forehead, Ye Lingao took a step and walked out.

Elders' Pavilion

Ye Lingao sat down slowly, his eyes swept over the faces of Ye Yun and the seven elders, and then he asked, "It's so late, why are you in such a hurry?" ”

Hearing this, the Great Elder, who had always seemed extremely calm compared to the other seven, suddenly sighed deeply, and said with a worried face: "The Undead Spirit Sect sent a message today, and the Poison Spirit will visit ...... three days later."

"Poison General?" Ye Lingao was a little shocked.

The Poison Spirit General Hall, the most secret secret hall of the Undead Spirit Sect, the position of the Poison Spirit General is extremely secretive, except for some ancient relics, no one knows that the Undead Spirit Sect also hides the position of the Poison Spirit General, even Ye Lingao, the elder of the Ye Clan, has only heard of it.

"Elder Taishang, you don't have to worry too much, maybe the poisonous spirit will come just to investigate the damage of the Spirit Signal Stone..."

"Now I can only hope for this, otherwise, the Ye clan is in danger......" Sighing deeply, Ye Lingao slowly straightened up and said: "Everyone also knows what the Holy Son of the Poison Sect did, even if I hand over Duo'er, my Ye clan still can't escape, and even if we can escape, we can't let the son of the heroic martyrs in the clan become a bloodthirsty demon... Besides, I can assure you that Do'er is definitely not the so-called Holy Son..."

Hearing this, everyone sighed and shook their heads one after another, the facts are in front of them, does anyone believe it?

"Okay, it's late at night, you all go and rest, let me be alone for a while, there will always be a way to save this matter..."

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