The Ink Palace Lord and the Great Elder looked at each other. After beating someone and then not remembering anything, this function is wonderful.

The Great Elder said speechlessly, "Big Brother, what happened to you just now?"

"What's wrong with me?" Mo Lao Zu rubbed his head suspiciously.

At this moment, suddenly, Mo Lao Zu felt a pain in his skull, and then, the black spots in his mind rolled like a huge wave.

Mo Lao Zu only felt that it was dark in front of him, and his mind was black and vast, and his consciousness was blurred immediately after.

The Great Elder had been looking at Old Ancestor Mo, and when he saw him suddenly sweating in a cold sweat, he couldn't help but be shocked: "Big brother, what's wrong with you, big brother?!"

The Mo Palace Master also shouted urgently: "Dad! Dad!"

But no matter how the two of them shouted, the Mo family ancestor stood in place stunned as if he was stupid, he was not really stupid at this time, instead of constantly using his spiritual power to attack the black spots in his mind!

Seeing that the black spots were becoming more and more violent, the ancestor of the Mo family suddenly turned black in front of him, and then fell straight down.

"Dad!" the Ink Palace Lord was anxious and shouted loudly. But no matter what he called, Mo Old Ancestor's eyes were tightly closed, his teeth were clenched, and he seemed to be in extreme pain.

"Great Elder, what the hell is going on here?" the Ink Palace Lord looked at the Great Elder anxiously, begging him to have an idea.

The Great Elder is also a master of the six gods at this time.

Mo Lao Zu has always been like a party, covering the entire Weiyang Palace, protecting the Weiyang Palace without leaking, and no one dares to underestimate it. But now, this piece of heaven has suddenly fallen, can the Great Elder not be at a loss?

"Great Elder!" the Ink Palace Lord shouted, waking up the troubled Great Elder.

The Great Elder came back to his senses, and his face was extremely ugly: "Big Brother should be poisoned." ”

"Poisoning? With his old man's cultivation, what other poison on this continent can make his old man's family recruit?"

"Ordinary toxins naturally can't work, but what if it's a spiritual toxin?" The Great Elder was just guessing, but after saying it, he was seven points sure of his guess.

The Great Elder's gaze wandered around, and soon, he saw hedrons scattered randomly on the ground.

"These aren't purple crystals!" the Great Elder exclaimed, his face suddenly changing drastically.

I remember that when he came in just now, the eldest brother asked who had stolen his purple spar, and at that time he only thought that the eldest brother was crazy and talking nonsense, but now it seems that this is indeed the truth.

The Great Elder crouched down and picked up an empty shell.

"This is ......" The Great Elder's face suddenly sank, and he was so heavy that he could almost wring out water.

The Ink Palace Master also squatted down, and he also picked up a spar shell, which he recognized at a glance: "These are blue spars that have been absorbed!How can this be?"

"Big brother's purple spar...... It's really been replaced!" The Great Elder stared at the Ink Palace Lord with a shocked face.

The Ink Palace Lord didn't know what to do for a while.

"This temple is under a ban, and there are guards on the periphery, not to mention that the old ancestor is also the peak of the saint level!" the Great Elder took a hard breath of cold air, "How many people can there be in this world who can exchange the purple spar of the old ancestor under this heavy confinement?"

"You mean ......" The two people in the mouth of the Lord of the Ink Palace were about to come out.

"No, as far as the old man knows, the one in Purgatory City has always been in retreat with the eldest brother, and with his character, he disdains to do such things. ”