Chapter 1217 (2/2)
Lin Hao nodded: ”you're right. If you don't do it, you, all of you, will be angry.”
Very serious.
All you get is more laughter.
At this time, even He Xi didn't believe it and was worried.
Mingxue squinted and made no sound.
His eyes stared at Lin Hao, quietly, quietly, as if oppressing, and as if he wanted to see something.
Finally, his complexion sank down and said indifferently, ”your tone is not small. In that case, you can do it. I will let you do three moves. After three moves, you will go down and be buried with the soul of my blood refining peak and meteorite.”
Still didn't even mean to get up.
Lin Hao frowned: ”are you sure you want me to do three moves?”
Clear blood does not speak.
Lin Hao shook his head and closed his eyes. ”You shouldn't choose this. It will kill everyone here.”
Mingxue still didn't speak, but the laughter in the hall became louder and louder.
Lin Hao was silent and kept silent.
I don't know how long it has been, he said calmly, ”so, go to hell!”
The voice was not loud and the tone was calm.
The voice fell, and his closed eyes suddenly opened, full of snow.
”Stop...”
There seems to be a voice, and more than one, but it's too late.
The whole world is quiet at this time!
Looking at the almost completely frozen hall, including Mingxue, almost everyone was sealed in the ice sculpture, lifelike, but silent, and He Xi trembled all over.
At this time, several figures appeared in the hall one after another. They should be the elders and deacons of the inner palace.
In fact, these people have existed for a long time. They just habitually wait and see.
When they finally decided not to wait and see, but to intervene, it was too late.
The three moves of Mingxue not only gave up his life and future, but also ruined the lives and future of countless elite disciples in the hall.
The funny thing is that all these people can't beat Lin Hao.
”Bastard, let you stop. Why don't you listen?”
”If you don't lift the ice, let people go!”
”Your previous killings can be exempted, but not here. No matter what your requirements, the palace can try to meet them, but these people, especially Mingxue, can't die.”
“……”
The elders and deacons were very angry, but their attitude was quite subtle and did not seem to have the meaning of deep investigation.
Lin Hao was too lazy to think and said indifferently, ”if you came out earlier, maybe it's now, it's late.
From the moment he refused me, he and everyone in the hall were dead. ”
Ice soul divine light is a great magic power. Although it has only been cultivated to a small degree, it is more than enough to clean up these mole ants.
That's it. When the voice fell, the ice carvings cracked and the hall was full of bloody ice residue.
The elders and deacons were shocked and angry while taking a breath.
At this time, He Xi finally recovered, worried about things, walked into a dead end, hurried forward and said respectfully: ”please calm down, Deacon elders. Although Lin Hao acted recklessly, he absolutely didn't mean to offend the palace rules.
To be honest, he was the one who soared in the lower world. He stayed in the ancient blood pool for half a year since the day he soared.
In addition, the disciple saw him jump into the blood lake during the last vigorous wind failure period of the bloody tundra. He didn't see him come up from the blood Lake until the new failure period not long ago.
Disciple day by day peak crane Xi, what he said is true. If you elders and deacons don't believe it, you can find out carefully.
What the disciple wants to say is that there is only one bright blood and only one blood refining hall, which is not worth mentioning compared with Lin Hao.
We can't help fighting in the palace. The winner is the king when we cultivate our body. I hope the elders and deacons will think more and don't convict easily... ”