Chapter 236

The elder of the seven-level sacrificial altar was the ultimate power of the Gu Mi family. He rarely came out, but this time, the family was facing the danger of extinction, so he had to come out. As the ultimate power of the family, he had the same authority as the patriarch.

The others were the elders with great power in the family. They all had ugly expressions and stared at the patriarch.

Patriarch Mi Zheng Ji's face was ashen. He held a jade talisman in his hand and said through gritted teeth, "Zhengfeng is dead, my younger brother Mi Zhengfeng is dead! I want to f * cking know who provoked such a powerful enemy! "

The professional of the seven-level sacrificial altar was called Mi Zhong. He was a super fat man. He always compressed the sacrificial altar into a flat shape and always sat on it. This was not because he was lazy, but because his legs had completely fused into the sacrificial altar. Once the sacrificial altar collapsed, he wouldn't even be able to move.

Mi Zhong asked indifferently, "The news was sent last? Who is responsible for this? "

Mi Zheng Ji stared at a tall and thin man. He had a skeletal face and two eyes that flickered like will-o '-the-wisps. His expression was ugly, green and black, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead. He said, "Big Uncle, Elder Ancestor, I am responsible for this …"

Mi Zhong slammed the sacrificial altar and shouted, "Mi Peng, you bastard! You only reported such an important matter to the patriarch now. You've been f * cking killed all the way to the core continent … Are you f * cking dead? "

Mi Peng shivered and said through gritted teeth, "They appeared too suddenly, we didn't have time to react. The speed of the news transmission was too slow, I … I … I just found out …"

Patriarch Mi Zheng Ji was a huge man. He was three meters tall, had large hands and feet, and was bald. His huge body naturally gave off an invisible pressure. He shouted, "Bastard! You f * cking bastard! How do you manage? Are all of you Old Ancestors dead? You don't know anything normally? Motherf * cker! "

The elders were usually arrogant, but they didn't even dare to breathe loudly. They lowered their heads and listened to Mi Zheng Ji's scolding. Then they heard Mi Zhong scolding, "Mi Peng, if you don't have a solution to this matter, I will tear you apart! Now, you f * cking tell me everything from the beginning to the end! "

Mi Zhong was the true elder of the elders. If the patriarch did something wrong, he dared to scold him. The power of a seven-level altar was enough to look down on any member of the family.

Although Mi Peng was the chief steward of the family, and his authority was frighteningly great, his true strength was only at the third level of the altar. He was weaker than many ancestors. However, he excelled in management. In the family, if there were no accidents, his position was second only to the patriarch. Although it was the decision of the higher-ups to occupy and attack low-level continents, he was the true executor. Almost all of the major events in the family were directed by him.

After all, Mi Peng had been the chief steward for so many years. He slowly calmed down. The main reason was that he couldn't withstand Old Ancestor Mi Zhong's coercion. After a while, he said, "Up until now, we have suffered great losses. Many of our family's experts have died … This group of people seems to be professional experts from a continent that our family has occupied and plundered. They were probably traveling outside, and when they returned, they discovered that their family or sect had been destroyed, so they specially came to take revenge …"

Mi Zhong's face was gloomy as he calmly said, "Based on the current information, how strong are they?"

Mi Peng said, "According to the information we received from Misha City … there's a seven-level altar, a six-level altar, a four-level altar, and three one-level altar experts. Of particular note … is Chen Tianyao. Also, the six-level and seven-level altar experts all have Soul Altars!"

Mi Peng said, "We received news from Mi Xia City... there is a seven-level altar professional, one six-level, one four-level, and three one-level altar professionals. What is especially noteworthy is... Chen Tian Yao is among them. Hmm, one more thing, the sixth and seventh level professionals all have Soul Altars!" Mi Zheng Ji gritted his teeth and said, "Two Soul Altar professionals!

Mi Zheng Ji gritted his teeth and said, "Two Soul Altar professionals! All the forefathers present broke out in cold sweat.

All the Ancestral Patriarchs present broke out in cold sweat. Soul Altars were special altars. They were basically the inheritances of the Black Symbol People. Professionals who possessed Soul Altars advanced through slaughter. This kind of expert could challenge those above their level. If it was a normal altar professional, Forefather Mi Zhong and the other forefather level experts of the family would be enough to kill them. But now, they were in great trouble. If Mi Zhong could not hold them back, they would face a massacre.

What to do?

A moment later, Mi Zheng Ji asked, "Is there a possibility of resolving this?" He had a fiery temper, but he was a shrewd person. Otherwise, he would not have been able to sit in this position.

A bitter expression appeared on Mi Peng's withered face as he slowly said: "That's impossible … because in the last few decades, we've basically given up on the continents that we've occupied. Almost all of the Professionists have been killed, only a few female Professionists have been enslaved, and the entire population of the continent has been plundered, all of them have been enslaved, this … I think … the other side won't reconcile with us"

Mi Zhong broke out in a cold sweat. This was too vicious. He rarely paid attention to the actions of the family. Unless the family was in danger, he would not come out. He focused on cultivating and improving his soul. He had not thought someone in the family would do such a thing. He said in puzzlement, "Do you not know... an ancient family can use all kinds of methods to conquer low and mid level continents, why would they use such a drastic method?"

Mi Peng said, "Because low and mid level continents usually do not have altar level experts. Over there, Sacred Expert and Great Sacred Expert are the top professions, so..."

Mi Zhong slapped the top of the altar in anger and swore, "Idiot, you idiot! Everyone knows... the experts of low and mid level continents have all left to find a chance to advance. They will not stay on their original continents... "

Mi Peng muttered in a small voice, "Even if there are a few altar level experts, they will not shake our family."

Mi Zhong really wanted to slap him a few times. He coldly said: "That's right, that's right, there aren't any Altar level experts. Motherfucker, tell me, the Altar level experts that came this time … … can you fucking stop them?"

Mi Peng felt wronged, but he did not dare to retort. This feeling made him want to vomit blood. A moment later, he said, "I... I..."

Mi Zhong scolded angrily, "My ass!"

Mi Zheng Ji was also exasperated, but he was the patriarch. He said, "Speak, how do you plan on resolving this problem?"

Mi Peng said, "We have already gone to the mercenary association and recruited a group of altar level experts... adding on the people of our family, if we can gather our strength, we should be able to defeat them."

Mi Zheng Ji thought for a moment and said, "Defeat... has no meaning. We must kill them. The threat is too great. Forefather, do you have a plan?"

The fat on Mi Zhong's face trembled. He said, "No, Mi Peng's plan will not work. The enemy is not dead and waiting for you to surround them. If they keep moving and attacking, you will not be able to do anything."

Mi Peng grimaced and said, "This happened too suddenly... we did not have time to prepare."

Mi Zheng Ji's expression was dark. Mi Zhengfeng's death was a great blow to him. A moment later, he said, "As long as we can suppress two Soul Altar professionals, they are not to be feared."

Mi Peng's mind was a mess. He didn't know what to say. After a moment of hesitation, he said, "Forefather, can we invite that person?"

Immediately, the hall buzzed with discussion. Clearly, the forefathers knew who that person was.

Mi Zhong's expression changed slightly. He hesitated and said, "That person is not easy to invite... the price is too great, and he is not very friendly to our family."

Mi Peng said, "No matter the price, as long as we can invite that person, there is hope to resolve this... we are facing the danger of our family being destroyed. If we can resolve this crisis, anything is worth paying. As long as the family exists, everything can be recovered. Also, Forefather is familiar with that person. If you invite him... it will be better than us."

Mi sighed heavily and thought to himself, 'Is that person that easy to invite?' But at this point, he, the forefather, could not stay out of the matter. He said, "Alright, I will do my best. Prepare yourself. This price will not be small. What that person needs will not be ordinary."

Mi Peng said, "Do not worry, I will be in charge of gathering from the continents and large cities. As long as we have it... I will not be stingy."

Mi Zheng Ji said, "Even if the family does not have it, we can issue a mission and have people find it!" He also made up his mind and said, "As long as that person is willing to come, we will definitely be able to kill those scourges! We cannot let a single one go... "He showed a vicious expression.

At this time, a message talisman flew over and was caught by Mi Peng. After a brief examination, his face immediately turned purple. Mi Zheng Ji asked, "What is it? Or that group? " As he spoke, seven or eight message seals rushed into the door. One of them belonged to Mi Zheng Ji. He also grabbed it.

"Clear Prayer City! Why would they go to Clear Prayer City? "

All the forefathers opened their mouths in shock.

After Mi Zheng Ji roared, his straight back suddenly hunched. The largest Inheritance Altar of the Gumi Clan was located in Clear Prayer City. One of the Inheritance Altar was left by an eight-level Altar Master in the clan. It was the most famous and most advanced Inheritance Altar in the clan. It was related to the inheritance of the clan and the survival of the clan.

Mi Peng trembled all over. At this time, another message seal flew over. He grabbed it and examined it. He couldn't help but howl, "I will kill you … I will kill these bastards … Ah, ah, ah …"

Mi Zhong shouted, "Mi Peng!"

Mi Peng spun twice on the ground and stamped his feet, saying, "They destroyed our family's inheritance altar! They destroyed all the high level inheritance altars! "

Mi Zheng Ji and Mi Zhong suddenly stood up. However, only half of Mi Zhong's body stood up. His legs were still stuck in the altar. The two stared blankly at Mi Peng. Mi Zheng Ji's expression darkened. He was about to speak when he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Everyone was in chaos.

Mi Zhong suddenly sat down. He slapped the altar and it flew up. He said, "I will invite that person, no matter the price! Mi Peng! You better f * cking prepare for me. As long as I promise that person, I don't care what you do, you have to get it for me! "

Mi Peng's eyes were crimson. He said, "Definitely! I will definitely find whatever Forefather Qi needs! "

A while later, Mi Zheng Ji roared, "We will not rest until one of us is dead!"