Chapter 1465: The smell of blood in the air

Feeling Mu Tianna’s hostility more intense than ever before, Zhang Ziling didn’t take it seriously. He looked at Mu Tian and smiled and said,
If I said, I knew the Emperor Dragon who created this emperor art, would you believe it? ?"
As soon as Zhang Ziling said this sentence, the atmosphere in the Xuanyi Hall instantly solidified, and the whole hall was extremely quiet.
Everyone looked at Zhang Ziling in a daze, as if digesting what Zhang Ziling had just said.
How could Zhang Ziling know the Emperor Yulong thousands of years ago, a character from the same era as the Devil Emperor?
Mu Long laughed first, and ridiculed Zhang Ziling without any leeway, thinking that Zhang Ziling was talking big.
"Are you sure you are not teasing me?" Mu Tian almost didn't laugh at Zhang Ziling, his eyes had turned golden yellow, and a dangerous atmosphere flashed in them.
Mu Tian has made a decision. As long as Zhang Ziling does not give a reasonable explanation, for the safety of the Mu family, even if he does it here will cause many Mu family members to die, Mu Tian will have to attack Zhang Ziling.
Otherwise, in case the people of the Three Hundred Holy Land coalition forces know, their Mu family may be annihilated overnight, and even the entire Red Leaf City will be slaughtered.
In order to eliminate the scourge left over from the war that affected more than half of the Xuanxiao mainland monks three thousand years ago, the Three Hundred Sacred Land Allied Forces did everything they could. In the past three thousand years, there are probably millions of people slaughtered by the Three Hundred Sacred Land Allied Forces.
Now the entire Xuanxiao Continent is shrouded in the shadow of the Three Hundred Holy Land Allied Forces.
The Upper Shenzhou in the center of the Xuanxiao Continent is where all the powerful people of the Three Hundred Sacred Lands allied forces gathered. There... is also the new sacred land for cultivation now, and all the proud children of heaven are looking forward to training there.
According to rumors, there was once a genius ranked number one in the Tiandiyuan who had rushed there, but he was hit with a head, and eventually returned to the wasteland, and died in depression.
No one knows what the situation is in the center of Xuanxiao Continent.
And in that terrible place, the Three Hundred Holy Land Allied Forces can become the master, which is enough to show the strength of the Three Hundred Holy Land Allied Forces.
After all, that was the power that destroyed the Demon Palace!
As soon as Mu Tian thought of the terrible Three Hundred Holy Land Allied Forces, his forehead couldn't help but sweat, and he became more determined to attack Zhang Ziling.
"Patriarch Mu, I don't think it's time for you to entangle whether I know this." Zhang Ziling looked at Mu Tian with a smile, and didn't panic at all.
"What do you mean?" Mu Tian looked at Zhang Ziling and asked in a deep voice, with a cold killing intent in his tone.
After Zhang Ziling uttered the four words "Dilong Heart Sutra", Mu Tian's attitude towards Zhang Ziling completely changed.
For those who know this secret, even if Mu Tian pays a high price, he will kill it!
"Don't Patriarch Mu feel the faint smell in the air?" Zhang Ziling asked with a smile, his eyes flashing red.
Hearing Zhang Ziling's words, Mu Tian did not respond. Instead, Mu Long's expression changed and he quickly shouted: "Patriarch Mu, do it now. This guy knows the secrets of our Mu family and must get rid of it quickly!"
Mu Long did not connect the Dilong Heart Sutra with the Three Hundred Holy Lands for the time being, but Mu Long knew what they were doing outside.
Blood sacrifice!
If Mu Tian knows what they are doing now, this blood sacrifice is absolutely impossible to succeed.
Therefore, Mou Long needs to divert Mu Tian's attention as soon as possible.
Mu Long's roar was indeed effective. The doubt in Mu Tian's heart was instantly distracted by Mu Long, making Mu Tian stare at Zhang Ziling again.
In Mu Tian's view, nothing is as important as Zhang Ziling.
"Since you don't explain, don't blame me for being rude!" Mu Tian lowered his throat and watched Zhang Ziling whisper, his momentum condensed to the limit.
The terrifying majesty of the saint filled the air with the exclusive pressure of the "Emperor Dragon Heart Sutra", pressing everyone out of breath.
The floor vibrated slightly, and the battle was about to start.
"Since Patriarch Mu doesn't care about the smell in the air, if you ask me to ask a clear word, then I might as well explain it to Patriarch Mu slowly!" Zhang Ziling said to Mu Tian.
The movements of the monks of Mu Ying's line at the Mu family at the moment Zhang Ziling certainly knew that Zhang Ziling was monitoring their actions even when communicating with Mu Tian.
Now the blood sacrifice array they built with ancient magic is about to succeed. If they don't stop it, I am afraid that more than half of the Mu family will become the victims of this blood sacrifice.
The ancient gods’ magic techniques never regarded the lives of mortal monks as fate.
Every mortal monk’s blood takes the most essential drop, and using massive amounts of mortal blood essence to improve their physique or do other things is what the ancient gods like to do most.
Therefore, there are definitely not a few people in a blood sacrifice.
"Smell of blood?" Sure enough, after hearing what Zhang Ziling said, Mu Tian stopped instantly, and the tumbling spiritual power in his body gradually recovered calm.
After sniffing carefully, Mu Tian also smelled the faint smell of blood in the air.
It is not easy to smell the blood in this holy land of Mu's family surrounded by sandalwood.
Mu Tian felt that something was wrong in an instant.
Outside, something seems to be happening.
"What the is going on?" Mu Tian looked at Zhang Ziling and asked. Since Zhang Ziling appeared, things happened to the Mu family one after another, and they didn't stop at all.
Now that Mu Ying's matter has not been resolved, the "Emperor Dragon Heart Sutra" has appeared, and now there is a disturbing smell of blood, Mu Tian felt that he was going crazy.
"Ask me what's going on, it's better for Patriarch Mu to ask this Mu Long, what are they doing outside now?" Zhang Ziling looked at Mu Long and said with a light smile.
Seeing Zhang Ziling pointed the finger at him, Mu Long's expression changed slightly, and he stepped back subconsciously.
Mu Long didn't understand how Zhang Ziling discovered it.
The magic circle constructed by the ancient gods is extremely concealed. Even if it is about to be completed now, the special smell of blood is extremely thin.
Mu Long couldn't figure out how Zhang Ziling discovered it.
"Mu Long, what is going on?" Mu Tian asked directly without giving Mu Long time to think.
Mu Long suddenly panicked and shook his head quickly: "I don't know!"
Now that the magic circle is about to be completed, as long as the blood sacrifice is used to resuscitate Li Yun, the people of Mu Ying's line can completely become the masters of the Mu family, and all the problems they face will naturally be solved.
"Patriarch Mu can't ask anything here, why not..." Zhang Ziling looked at Mu Tian with a smile, with deep meaning in his eyes, "Go out and see?"