Chapter 2182： Bloodlords Means (2/2)
”Wait, the Murong clan prince died. I think Brother Murong is very unhappy now.”
”Ok!”
Kan Boyuan said again: ”When things have reached this point, I can't say anything. I don't know if the Murong clan has selected a new prince in the past 100 years.”
”The selection of the new prince requires an assessment of the existence of the entire Murong clan, all the clan elders, and the Void Saint Realm. How simple is that!”
Both of them looked at each other and sighed bitterly.
The lesson of the Zhao clan is already vivid.
If the Murong clan does not make a decision as soon as possible, I am afraid that the clan will be very uneasy.
”Look at you two, how am I?”
A voice suddenly sounded at this moment.
A figure, Mu Ran appeared above the square.
Wearing a blood coat, long hair flying, a pair of eyes, with thin eye patterns, the eye patterns are bright and strange, like a vigorous snake.
This scene immediately shocked Shi Yi and Kan Boyuan.
”Blood Owl!”
”Blood Owl!”
Seeing the appearance of that figure, everyone present became nervous.
”Protect the patriarch!”
In an instant, the guards of the two ancient tribes of the Shi and Kan tribes galloped away in an instant.
”roll!”
”roll!”
Two low voices sounded at this moment, and Xue Chenfeng and Xue Muyu directly shot out at this moment.
The sound of bang bang sounded one after another, and in an instant, the blocking figures in front of the two burst apart.
Shi Yi and Kan Boyuan were surprised when they saw this scene.
Shi Yi shouted angrily: ”Blood Owl, what did you come to my stone clan for? Is it because you want to provoke a confrontation between the blood clan and our three ancient clans?”
”Provoking confrontation?”
Bloody owl's fingertips surrounded a trace of blood, and a figure suddenly threw it out and fell to the ground with a bang.
”Murong Jing!”
”Murong Jing!”
The corpse on the ground was Murong Jing, the head of the Murong clan.
At this moment, the two patriarchs were confused.
”Blood Owl, did you kill Murong Jing?”
Kan Baiyuan shouted angrily: ”Is it possible that you want to deal with our three ancient tribes?”
”Tack?”
The blood owl smiled indifferently: ”Are you worthy too?”
”you……”
Both patriarchs were taken aback at this moment.
The blood owl in front of him suddenly became...very presumptuous.
It seems that the two of them are not in the eyes.
What does this guy want to do?
”You two are not qualified to talk to me.” The blood owl waved his hand and said calmly: ”Let the two old things Shi Gandang and Kan Tiansong get out.”
”Only the two of them are qualified to talk to me!”
As soon as he said this, both of them turned pale.
Shi Gandang, the ancestor of the stone clan, a hidden semi-sage master in the stone clan.
Kan Tiansong is the pillar of the Kan clan and a semi-sage.
But the blood owl actually said at this moment, these two are just enough to talk to him?
”Ha ha……”
Shi Yi sneered: ”Blood Owl, I think you are completely crazy. Kill Murong Jing, the Murong clan, and you won't be let go!”
”Murong clan? Really?”
Xue Xiao laughed, and said: ”Murong Qianyuan, Shi Gandang and Kan Tiansong can't come out, then you come and invite them out!”
Murong Qianyuan!
The ancestors of the Murong tribe, a semi-sage with great reputation!
How would it appear here?
In the void, a figure appeared at this moment, a blue-blue Taoist robe, long hair chaotically, and an expression of fear.
”Yes, the blood prince!”
Murong Qianyuan, a dignified and semi-sage, can be described as a top figure in the God Realm. At this moment, he respectfully calls Blood Prince the Blood Prince.
”Senior Qianyuan!”
Shi Yi shouted: ”Brother Murong Jing was killed, how can you...”
”Nephew Shixian!”
Murong Qianyuan suddenly interrupted the words of Patriarch Shi Yi, and said, ”Quickly let Shi Gandang and Kan Tiansong come out. Our three clans have always been siblings.”
”This time, you are also ready to take refuge in the blood clan, unite the blood clan, and march into the herd!”
what!
Refuge in the blood?
The Murong clan actually wants to take refuge in the blood clan?
”What? It seems that you are not willing!”
The blood owl smiled lightly at this moment.
”In that case, there is no way!”
The corner of Xue Xiao's mouth opened, and he smiled lightly: ”Murong Jing is unwilling. I killed him. Fortunately, Murong Qianyuan is a smart man and knows what the future is!”
”I'll give you one last chance, to take refuge in my blood owl, or... die!”
”You deserve to be the Bloodlord Prince. Back then, the only one who was able to stand shoulder to shoulder with the herding prince Muyun, is that your strength matches your ambition?”
A muffled hum suddenly sounded, and above the midair, at this moment, an arm, hundreds of meters thick, directly broke through the air and bombarded the blood owl.