Sword Dao Alchemy

Chapter 2542 Ancestor Lin Yuanfang

"So you are the biggest traitor in my Soul Control Clan!"

The Soul Control Clan leader Huo Yuanhen pointed at Fang Mu and shouted, feeling extremely painful. His new and large clan was destroyed by these people.

"No wonder you have such strong strength and have no desires in the clan. It turns out you have a bigger conspiracy."

"Your conspiracy is to destroy my Soul Control Clan..."

Huo Yuanhen scolded, already crying bitterly. His lifelong pursuit was shattered.

He hated his old clan, and hated the injustice of heaven and earth even more.

He wanted to destroy the Huo Yuan Ancient Clan and the surrounding large clans to avenge their injustice to him.

He wanted to rebel against heaven and break the painful shackles on himself.

But now he found that everything was very far away.

His life was more like entertaining himself.

Looking at Huo Yuanhen's resentful eyes, Fang Mu shook his head, with only pity in his eyes.

"Huo Yuan Shi! You are wrong. Since you changed your name to Huo Yuan Hen, you have only hatred in your heart."

"Because of this hatred, you pushed the Soul Control Clan into the abyss."

"Originally, those of us who explored the Star Source Domain were not wrong to stick together and form our own clan."

"But you used the Soul Control Clan as a tool for revenge, inciting everyone to fight against their original clan, and transformed the Soul Control Clan into a machine of hatred."

"Later, you were even bewitched by the Blood Soul Old Ghost, sending a large amount of resources and even sacrificing the lives of my clan members to support the Blood Soul Old Ghost."

"But now, look at the resources and What did the old ghost of blood soul fed by the blood of the tribe bring you? "

"Nothing, only emptiness?"

"Are you strong? Look at yourself, facing these people, you can only tremble. "

"You got nothing! The heart of hatred breeds only narrowness, and can only lock yourself in the cage of hatred and torture yourself madly, and finally hurt others and yourself..."

Fang Mu said, and sighed again: "I won't say anything to you anymore, everything is too late, the soul control tribe no longer exists."

"What about me! I have to fight again for the younger generation."

"Me! It's still Lin Yuanfang of the Lin clan."

As he spoke, Lin Yuanfang looked at Lin Yun, his eyes full of love and satisfaction.

"Lin Yuanfang! Lin Yuanfang, the genius of the Lin clan who suddenly disappeared. "Huo Yuanhen (Shi) was shocked.

Lin Yuanfang is a stunning genius of the Lin clan. Compared with him, he is much younger, and at most no more than tens of millions of years.

But the one in front of him looks like a monster as old as him.

"You don't have to be surprised! It's easy for Wuxing Divine Tree to do this."

Lin Yuanfang smiled faintly, no longer paying attention to Huo Yuanhen (Shi) who was surprised and unwilling, and stretched out his hand to Lin Yun, saying: "Give me the Wuxing Muye."

Lin Yun handed it over involuntarily.

A kind of power that made him feel close to Lin Yuanfang rippled on him.

The current Lin Yuanfang is not stronger than him, but the affinity that touches the soul makes you feel like a family member, so you can't refuse.

Lin Yuanfang took the Wuxing Muye, looked at Lin Yun and Qing Xiao, and smiled: "You are very good! Stay together well."

Looking at Lin Yuanfang, Lin Yun didn't know what to say.

"Brother! Looking at him, is he your direct ancestor?"

Lin Yun's heart moved.

And at this moment, Lin Yuanfang suddenly burst into a blazing flame.

"Wuxing Muhuo!"

In the flames, his old look had faded, and he was just an elegant and handsome young man.

On him, there were the shadows of Lin Yuan, Lin Xuan and Lin Yun.

"Ah! You are my ancestor..." Lin Yun exclaimed.

"Hehe! It's good that you know. You are fine. The things in the future depend on you." Lin Yuanfang smiled slightly.

"Here, I want to help Wu Xingmu! He made the Lin family successful, and of course, also made me and my descendants successful..."

"Now, it's time for me to make sacrifices for him..."

As Lin Yuanfang smiled faintly, green buds appeared in the flames and grew rapidly.

Lin Yuanfang's shadow blurred and finally turned into nothingness...

"Ah! Ancestor! Why do you do this? You can think of other ways..." Lin Yun was very sad.

He only met his ancestor once, but he made such a sacrifice.

"You shouldn't! Even if one person must be sacrificed here, it should be me..."

Lin Yun was sad and cried.

The Wuxingmu leaf that he brought here might have exploded here.

If it weren't for the ancestor who took it, perhaps it would be him who turned into flames and gave birth to the Wuxingmu buds.

"Lin Yun! Don't be sad."

"For you younger generations, I should do this!"

Lin Yuanfang's voice came out from the flames.

"Besides, you have someone you love by your side, so you have to live well..."

"And the person I love may be too mediocre. She left me a long time ago..."

"If it weren't for my appointment with Wu Xingmu, I would have gone with her a long time ago..."

"I have no regrets. Now is the best time to leave."

The voice gradually faded away, and the flame transformed by Lin Yuanfang wrapped the green buds and flew over.

The Wuling Shidao vine was unable to stop it and was merged into the Wuxingmu by the buds.

In an instant, the vitality of Wu Xingmu surged and its power grew rapidly. In just a dozen moments, it had suppressed the Wuling Eclipse Vine.

The Wuling Eclipse Vine wrapped around Wu Xingmu had cracks and was about to be torn off.

"Ah! Wu Xingmu, you are so despicable that you tempted the Lin clan to sacrifice for you."

"If it weren't for you, you, the evil vine, would not have blocked the Lin clan's path. Now, you are just reaping the fruits of your own labor."

Wu Xingmu also spoke, and it was still a very beautiful female voice.

But no matter how beautiful the voice was, it could not soothe Lin Yun's sadness.

"Ancestor..." Lin Yun was very sad. The ancestor made such a sacrifice just to pave the way for them to move forward.

Qing Xiao didn't know how to comfort Lin Yun, so he could only hold his cold hand tightly and wait.

The Son of Eternal Chaos looked at Lin Yun, wanted to say something, and finally shut up.

He wanted to do it again, but looking at Qing Xiao, he finally gave up the idea.

Qing Xiao is no easier to deal with than Lin Yun, and a sneak attack is impossible.

So, what should I do next?

He was thinking.

Maybe I can use a kid I found to threaten Lin Yun.

It seems that this is the only way. I must get the Wuyuan Stone.

Just when Lin Yun was sad and the Son of Eternal Chaos was calculating in his mind, the duel between Wu Xingmu and Wuling Shidao Teng had already come to an end.

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