Chapter 1287 Soul Search
"Get out of here, get out of here. Who dares to search my son's soul? I will fight with him on the horse!"
An angry roar came from a tall house deep in the backyard of the Huo family, accompanied by a murderous intent.
The Huo family’s backyard is a forbidden area, built against the mountains, with lush grass and trees, quiet and quiet. On weekdays, even the children of the family cannot enter and exit casually, because this is the Huo family’s ancestral temple.
At this moment, the tall house with a roar was the Huo family's ancestral hall, which was ten wide, with blue bricks and gray tiles, and was simple and grand.
The gate of the ancestral hall was closed, but the lights inside were lit up, and several figures could be seen shaking through the windows.
"Nephew Hongyi, don't be ungrateful. The four genius young men from our Huang, Bai, Liuhui and Hui family died tragically. You are not a murderer and cannot escape. If it weren't for the fact that your old man's body was not cold, I would have killed him. Now we just want to search the soul and find out the real murderer behind the scenes. If everything really has nothing to do with him, we will deal with it impartially and spare his life." An old man's voice sounded, strong and majestic.
I saw that this was an old man wearing a crane buckle and a white-haired man. He looked at his fairy-like appearance without any compassion.
His cheeks were sunken, his cheekbones were protruding, and his eyes were small and round, which could be called a thief-eyed mouse eye.
This person not only looks fierce but has a hateful face, but his aura is extremely powerful. In every move, a terrifying aura fluctuates out, and layers of ripples appear in the void.
His whole body is like an active volcano, with blazing flames accumulating in his short body, as if once it erupts, it can burn everything and destroy everything.
Needless to say, this is a powerful existence.
This person's name is Huang Can, Huang Xiaoxian's grandfather, the chief lord of the Huangxian lineage, and his cultivation has reached a terrible divine realm.
Among the five masters of the five great immortals of Hu Huang, Bai Liu Hui, Huang Can is the only divine realm, and may even be the only divine realm in the entire Northeast.
Even when Huo Shian was alive, he was only half a step into the divine realm, otherwise he would not have died so early.
The divine realm can often live for a long time with a life of two hundred years.
Of course, because of the punishment of God, the immortal who came out of the horse should not live for so long, and generally has a shorter life.
In addition, half of the ability of the horse immortal comes from the idea of possessing a great immortal. If the idea of the great immortal leaves the body, it will be nothing.
Therefore, the cultivation level of the horse immortal is somewhat unworthy of his name.
"Lord Huang, I'm talking so much nonsense with him. I'll catch Boss Huo and search for his soul directly. When the real murderer who killed my grandson in Baishou was captured, I must tear him to pieces and never be reborn. I will destroy his entire family."
Next to Master Huang Can, an old man with a short stature but very powerful horizontal development said.
The old man was wearing a strong suit, with a deep nose and eyes. His appearance was really unsatisfactory. He was short and round, like a hedgehog. However, his aura was also extremely powerful, only slightly inferior to Master Huang Can.
It is the chief lord of the Baixian lineage, Bai Nantian, Bai Zhan’s grandfather, and a quasi-god realm.
He was holding a mace in his hand, covered with steel needles, like the spikes on the hedgehog's body, densely packed.
"The second son of the Huo family, don't force us to take action. It's not good to hurt the harmony of the five families. We just want to search the soul and will not lose a hair of your child. You should get out of here and hand you over." The third old man stood up and said.
I saw that the old man was tall and thin, with a pale complexion, a miserable appearance, and the wrinkles on his face were like a knife carving, looking exhausted and lying on his way.
Of course, this is not an ordinary person. Under his desolate and thin appearance, there is a powerful aura like a sea.
He held a spear in his hand. The spear tip was sharp and sharp, and a wisp of murderous aura was unstable.
It is the head of Huixian Hall, Hui Yongshou and Hui Xiu's grandfather, who are also a quasi-god realm.
"Boss of the Huo family, why don't you send your brother away and wait for us to do it? If you delay your succession ceremony tonight, we will not be responsible." A woman's voice sounded, sharp and harsh, as if two pieces of metal were hitting, and it made people feel like they were scratching their hearts.
I saw that this was a woman in white clothes. At first glance, she looked like a young beauty in her decades. She was charming, with long hair shawls, fair skin and beautiful appearance. However, when you look closely, you will find that the corners of her eyes were covered with crow's feet, and she was obviously old.
This is the only woman among the five major immortal masters, Liu Rumeng, and Liu Xiao's grandmother. She looks young because she has the ability to keep her face.
This time, the head of the main hall of the four veins of yellow, white, willow and gray came together to ask for an explanation for their dead grandchildren and find the real murderer behind the scenes.
In fact, they had long wanted to do this, searching Huo Tingxuan's soul, but because of the protection of Huo family's old man Huo Shi'an, they had never succeeded. Now that the old man has left, they can finally be without any scruples.
Opposite them, a middle-aged man holding a big knife, glaring with an extremely excited expression, looking desperate. A young man was guarded by him, with a pale face and thin skin, blind eyes, and sickly, but he could vaguely see the second child in the dormitory of 508.
This young man was nothing but Huo Tingxuan. The middle-aged man holding the knife who guarded him was his father, Huo Hongyi.
"Tingxuan, are you really unwilling to say it?" said a middle-aged man standing next to them, with a harsh voice. It was his uncle, Huo Hongtu, and Huo Tingxiao's father.
"I have already said that you will not believe it. It was my cousin Huo Tingxiao who fought with them, both sides were injured and his cousin died tragically. I avenged my cousin and killed the four of them. If you want to kill and scrape them, you will follow your wishes." Huo Tingxuan's voice was very powerless.
"Nothing nonsense, just Huo Tingxiao, my granddaughter Huang Xiaoxian can deal with it alone. How can He De and four genius juniors suffer losses? I think you won't cry until you see the coffin!" Master Huang Can said furiously.
"Do it! Stop talking nonsense with them. When the Heavenly Fox Fairy comes, it will be difficult to deal with." Bai Nan's Heaven Lord said, and while speaking, a dry big hand poked out, his five fingers formed claws, and grabbed Huo Tingxuan.
"You dare!" Huo Hongyi shouted, and the big knife in his hand slashed out forcefully, sweeping out a sharp sword light.
In order to protect his son, he really gave his promise.
However, he is just a cultivator in the early stage of the Xuan Realm. When facing a quasi-divine realm, he cannot have the power to fight back unless he holds a magic weapon in his hand.
Bang!
A dry big hand and a big knife were struck by force, splashing out dazzling sparks, and the sound of steel colliding sounds. The big hand was unhindered, but the big knife was shot out and broke into two pieces in the air.
Huo Hongyi's figure couldn't help but fall out, hit the door of the ancestral hall, flew outside the house, vomiting blood.
An invisible force of sucking intent instantly enveloped Huo Tingxuan's whole body, and flew towards Bai Nantian's palm, and then fell to the ground with a thump, landing in front of the four main hall masters.
"Since you are stubborn, then we are no wonder we are cruel and ruthless. Let's do it together and search for the soul!"
Chapter completed!