Chapter 527 Countdown to the Extinction of the Clan

'Bang!'

The Samsara man exploded in the hands of the Nether Ancestor Puppet, and the powerful energy immediately scattered.

The two Fire Ghost Clan women standing behind the man were instantly repelled and flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

'Puff!'

When they landed, the two Fire Ghost Clan women spurted out scarlet blood from their mouths, and their originally pretty faces immediately turned extremely pale.

On the other hand, the Nether Ancestor Puppet stood in place, not dodging or evading, allowing the impact of the explosion to hit its body, still motionless, as if it was not affected at all.

"Heavenly Venerable Realm!"

The black-veiled woman looked at the Nether Ancestor Puppet in shock and blurted out a cry.

At this moment, the other party realized the seriousness of the problem.

With the appearance of a Heavenly Venerable strongman, this is no longer a situation they can handle.

But before the two of them could communicate, they felt the strong impact of the explosion just now, and suddenly more than a hundred strong auras appeared around them.

"Who is making trouble here?"

"Which thief dares to cause trouble under the Fire Ghost Clan?"

"Which bastard, the master is at a critical moment, and made me shrink suddenly!"

...

Immediately, several Tianzun realm strongmen roared.

Don't say it, the Fire Ghost Clan is really popular, and dozens of men came out at random.

At this moment, Lin Heng's soul power completely locked the front of the Fire Ghost Clan's sect. After a careful investigation, he found that the weakest ones were all in the fifth reincarnation realm.

And this level is also the lowest limit of the Fire Ghost Clan.

If you are lower than the fifth reincarnation, you can't enter the gate of the Fire Ghost Clan.

After all, they are an alternative race, and they have established power in the Eighth and Ninth Heavens. Naturally, it is impossible for a male to enter. What would happen to the Fire Ghost Clan?

Lin Heng ignored these roaring men and quickly scanned the soul, landing on a beautiful woman of the second-grade Tianzun realm.

This woman has a peach blossom face, a mole between her eyebrows, a curved mouth, and fiery red lips, giving people an extremely charming feeling.

I think she is Mei Chu, the leader of the Fire Ghost Clan!

Lin Heng controlled the Nether Ancestor Puppet and looked at Mei Chu: "Are you the leader of the Fire Ghost Clan?"

The woman nodded, acknowledging her identity. She looked at the Nether Ancestor Puppet with her cold eyes, but after realizing that she could not see through the Nether Ancestor Puppet's cultivation, she frowned and asked: "Who are you? My Fire Ghost Clan does not seem to have offended you, right?"

Lin Heng did not say much, and bluntly stated his purpose: "Today I will give you, the Fire Ghost Clan, a choice, choose loyalty or extinction."

The domineering words made Mei Chu stunned. Although the overall strength of the Fire Ghost Clan was not high in the Eighth Heaven, relying on the group of powerful male cultivators behind them, anyone who saw them was usually polite.

It was the first time that Mei Chu had seen someone like the Nether Ancestor Puppet who was so unconcerned.

But Mei Chu was a second-rank Heavenly Venerable after all, and with dozens of Heavenly Venerables standing behind her, she would not give in easily. She snorted coldly and said, "Your Excellency, you know that my Fire Ghost Clan is a force under the Fire Clan. It's ridiculous for you to ask my Fire Ghost Clan to submit to you!"

After Mei Chu finished speaking, she looked at a man in a blue robe on her right behind her and said, "Master Liu Yuan, I wonder if this man is from the Ascending Party?"

Liu Yuan shook his head and said, "I have never seen this man on the Ascending Party."

Mei Chu was puzzled!

If he is not an Ascending Party, could he be from the Eight Imperial Families?

But although the Eight Imperial Families are not so united, they would not do such an unfriendly thing in public.

When Mei Chu looked at the Nether Ancestor Puppet again, the latter did not explain, but raised his right hand, stretched out five fingers, and made an ultimatum: "I will only count to five, either make a choice to surrender, or I will massacre your Fire Ghost Clan today!"

"One!"

The Nether Ancestor Puppet said, and immediately retracted one of the five fingers.

Mei Chu's pretty face turned cold, and she looked back at the dozen or so Tianzun realms behind her, and soon her eyes fell on an old man with white beard and white hair.

This person was the one who just discussed with her about the great way of cultivation and jointly improved the strength of the soul.

And to be able to discuss with the patriarch of the Fire Ghost Clan, his strength is naturally not weak. He is Jin Buhuan, the elder of the Golden Clan in the Eighth Heaven, and his strength has reached the fifth-grade Tianzun realm. He can be regarded as an existence that can walk sideways in the entire Eighth Heaven.

Seeing Mei Chu looking at him, Jin Buhuan certainly understood what the other party meant.

Originally, he didn't want to get involved in the trouble, but he couldn't let go of Mei Chu, so he could only stand up and shout at the Nether Ancestor Puppet: "My friend, the Fire Ghost Clan is the most friendly force in the Eighth Heaven. You are so rude and make a scene here. Do you want to become the public enemy of the entire Eighth Heaven?"

This hat is not small, but to Lin Heng, such a threat is just a joke.

"Friendly is probably only for you, right?"

"It's just a sect that secretly engages in some male thieves and female prostitutes, but it can become a symbol of peace in the Eighth Heaven. It's ridiculous."

"Second!"

After mocking, the Nether Ancestor Puppet retracted one finger again.

Seeing that the other party didn't give him any face, Jin Buhuan was also angry.

At this time, the Nether Ancestor Puppet had hidden its breath again. Under the cover of Lin Heng's body, Jin Buhuan, a mere fifth-grade Tianzun, naturally couldn't see through it.

But due to Mei Chu's repeated winks, Jin Buhuan could only bite the bullet and comfort himself in his heart.

In the Eighth Heaven, except for my eight royal families and the five ascenders, there are no strong people above the fifth rank in other sects.

This guy is neither from my eight royal families nor from the five ascenders, so he can't be too strong.

With this comforting thought, Jin Buhuan also took out his fourth-rank Tianzun Yuanbao weapon, a golden long sword.

"Since you are stubborn, I will come to ask for your advice."

Jin Buhuan held the golden long sword, and golden light shone on the long sword in an instant.

Just by looking at Jin Buhuan's wrist shaking, the golden sword began to dance. With the speed of the sword dancing, the original golden sword turned into countless afterimages. It looked like thousands of golden swords were dancing at the same time.

At a certain moment, Jin Buhuan suddenly made a move, and countless sword shadows merged into one in an instant, carrying a powerful momentum that could break the wind and waves and went straight to the puppet of the Nether Ancestor.

The onlookers saw Jin Buhuan take action and immediately shouted for him.

"Elder Jin, teach this ignorant guy a lesson!"

"Elder Jin, kill him, so that others will know that the Fire Ghost Clan is not a place where anyone can cause trouble!"

"Elder Jin, teach this guy a lesson, and next time I come to my house, I will serve you well on behalf of the clan leader!"

Jin Buhuan didn't hear the shouts of the first two men, but when the last charming voice came into his ears, Jin Buhuan immediately became excited as if he had been injected with chicken blood, and even the speed of the sword in his hand could not help but increase a few points.

"Die!"

Jin Buhuan, who was encouraged, shouted loudly, and stabbed the golden sword straight into the eyebrows of the Nether Ancestor Puppet.