Chapter 1462 Disaster Strikes

"Master Yan, those two bastards Qin Yi and Yan Meiniang have left Mr. Yan Yao's residence and are heading towards the God and Demon Cemetery!"

Ma Hai hurried to the main hall and reported to Master Yan.

Master Yan's expression was stern, and he stood up from the leopard skin chair: "Okay, we will also prepare to enter the God and Demon Cemetery immediately. Uncle Ma Hai, you go and select 150 of the most powerful death warriors and 150 elite soldiers to go with us!"

"Yes!"

Ma Hai took the order and left.

"Hey, Qin Yi, Yan Meiniang, your death is coming!"

Looking at Ma Hai's departing figure, Master Yan secretly clenched his fists, and a strong murderous intent flashed across his fair and handsome face.

Yan Zhuxin, who was standing aside, remained silent and just stood there quietly.

"Sister, what's wrong? Qin Yi and Yan Meiniang, the two bastards, will soon be killed in the God and Demon Cemetery, but you are quite calm and don't show the excitement you should have."

Young Master Yan turned around and looked at Yan Zhuxin with a little confusion.

"Oh, just killing Qin Yi and Yan Meiniang, I really don't think there is anything to be excited about."

Coming back to her senses, Yan Zhuxin said lightly, but in her mind, she leisurely recalled the rather unhealthy scene of herself and Qin Yi in the wilderness that day.

"It seems that sister's state of mind has matured very quickly."

Young Master Yan smiled lightly: "Yes, Qin Yi and Yan Meiniang are just two small characters with slightly stronger strength. Compared with me who will dominate the Northern Wilderness in the future, they are simply not worth mentioning."

Yan Zhuxin, who was wearing a blue robe, just nodded his head lightly and didn't say much.

In his heart, he secretly muttered: Dominate the Northern Wilderness? We'll talk about whether we can get out of the God and Demon Cemetery alive first...

Ma Hai, wearing armor, quickly brought 150 of the best dead soldiers and 150 elite soldiers.

Next, without delay, Yan Shao, Yan Zhuxin, and Ma Hai led these dead soldiers and elite soldiers to the God and Demon Cemetery.

However, as soon as they left, a huge blood light suddenly rushed out from the crack in the earth that led to the Blood Witch Holy Land, and then floated down to the ground. It was the Blood Ghost with a pale face and blood all over his body.

"Haha, I, Yan Yongde, finally tore the Blood Saint Ghost Wolf apart and came out of the Blood Witch Holy Temple!"

The Blood Ghost laughed crazily, and the extremely sharp voice resounded through the sky, making people's scalps numb.

The next moment.

He rushed towards the Yan clan tribe, bringing up a huge wave of blood.

"Oh my god, what is that, is it a devil?"

"I seem to hear him say he is Yan Yongde, isn't that the clan leader? Wasn't the clan leader already critically ill a few years ago, how come he has become like this now?"

"No, that's the blood ghost! Yan Yongde, that bastard, has deceived everyone. He has not been ill at all these years, but he entered the legendary Blood Witch Temple, absorbed the holy light of the blood witch ancestors, and became a blood ghost!"

"Fuck, according to legend, the blood ghost is an extremely evil thing, bloodthirsty, specializing in absorbing blood to strengthen its own strength, our Yan clan, is about to be in great trouble!"

The entire Yan clan fell into a panic in an instant.

"Ha ha, I seem to hear someone calling me a bastard!"

The blood ghost was extremely fast, and in a few blinks, it came to the street, and with a bloody big hand, it reached out and instantly grabbed a person, and tore it with both hands. The man didn't even have time to scream, and was directly torn in half, with blood dripping.

The blood ghost opened his mouth excitedly and sucked all the blood into his mouth.

"Yan Yongde? Blood Ghost? Run!"

People on the street were running for their lives in a mess.

Some practitioners who relied on their high cultivation took out their weapons and rushed towards the Blood Ghost with anger. Unfortunately, they were easily killed by the powerful Blood Ghost like dogs and cats, and their blood was sucked dry.

But in a short while, hundreds of people died tragically at the hands of the Blood Ghost, and their blood was sucked dry. The scene was extremely tragic and bloody.

According to this situation, it would not take much time to massacre the entire Yan clan tribe.

Obviously, a catastrophe has befallen this ancient and mysterious tribe!

At this time, Yan Shao, Yan Zhuxin, Ma Hai and others led the dead soldiers and elite soldiers. They had not yet entered the God and Demon Cemetery. When they heard the sharp laughter that resounded through the sky, they all stopped suddenly and looked in the direction of the Yan clan tribe.

The sky above the Yan clan tribe seemed to be stained with blood, and it was blood red, looking extremely miserable.

"The disaster has come!"

Ma Hai's tall body trembled suddenly, his face was pale, without a trace of blood: "The warning of the blood witch ancestor is true. We took the blood jade painting and really brought disaster to the Yan clan tribe! Young Master Yan, what should we do now? Return to the Yan clan tribe and kill the blood ghost?"

"Kill the blood ghost? With our strength, I'm afraid we can't do it. Now returning to the Yan clan tribe, we can only go to die."

Yan Zhuxin, who was wearing a green robe, frowned slightly, sighed lightly, and then, her beautiful eyes moved, and she glanced at Young Master Yan lightly: "Young Master Yan, do you regret taking the totem?"

At this moment, Young Master Yan's face was also a little pale.

He will soon succeed the leader of the Yan tribe and become the leader of the Yan tribe. His dream has always been to lead the Yan tribe to occupy all the surrounding tribes, and finally confront the Daliang Empire and destroy it. In the end, he became the overlord of the Northern Wilderness.

However, now, a blood ghost suddenly appears and massacres the natives of the Yan tribe. This situation is undoubtedly extremely bad. After the massacre of the blood ghost this time, the Yan tribe will be quickly weakened and will no longer be able to survive. form a climate.

And his dream will also come to nothing.

"This damn blood ghost really killed me this time!"

Seeing that the Yan tribe was about to be destroyed, Major General Yan clenched his fists so loudly that his lips drew blood.

But the next moment, his eyes lit up leisurely again: "Wait a minute, what was that blood ghost shouting just now? He seemed to be saying that he was Yan Yongde, isn't that my father...

"Yes, he is my father! Don't forget, the main purpose of my father entering the Blood Witch Temple in the past was to obtain the holy light of the blood witch ancestors. Now, my father must have obtained the holy light of the blood witch ancestors, but There must have been an accident that turned him into a blood ghost. Huh, before that, I had always wondered how that boy Qin Yi could kill his father. Now it seems that the boy was beaten by his father in the first place. Ran!"

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