The soul fluctuated, like a calm lake, and suddenly rippled.

Ning Tao's eyes widened, he took a hard breath, and in the next second, he directly pounced on the ice coffin, squeezing out all the power of his divine soul to sense the fluctuation.

However, there are no more waves in the lake!

"No... No, master, master, wake up, I'm an apprentice, I'm Ning Tao...... The master ...... "Ning Tao burst into tears unconsciously.

P see j, genuine chapters. @n

Miao Jingjing on the side was heartbroken, as soon as she learned the news, she rushed to Hongmeng overnight with a witch master, and she must not let this flagpole fall.

Several ancestors sighed bitterly.

Only the Shaolin Ancestor shook his head and said: "It's useless, after you left, we also felt the fluctuation, so we put his body in the ice coffin." ”

"How can this be, impossible, I obviously felt the fluctuations, my master he didn't die, he didn't die," Ning Tao roared unwillingly with red eyes.

"Alas, idiot, stop obsessing. ”

"Wuchen is about to break through to the god realm, so he has transformed into a trace of divine soul power, and now the body is dead, although that trace of divine soul has not been dispersed due to magic or anything, but he is precise...... Already ......"

Wudang Ancestor shook his head bitterly.

"No, I don't believe it, I don't believe it, my master must have fluctuated because I came back, he is conscious, yes, he is conscious, he is still alive. ”

Ning Tao grabbed a few people and explained anxiously.

But several ancestors, even Miao Jingjing, shook their heads with tears in their eyes, and they had already ...... No way.

"Poof......!"

Ning Tao fell next to the ice coffin, as if all his strength had been drained, and he looked at the old master with a pair of godless eyes, with a kind smile on his face......

Good memories come flooding into my mind.

From the first time he met outside the city and led him to the gate of his training, he fell into a big crisis many times, and the master asked for help with a dry mouth, Jinghua, Elders' Pavilion......

He still vaguely remembered the little old man in leather shoes, dressed strangely, and thought he was very fashionable, smiling at him and others......

Seeing Ning Tao crying and laughing for a while, several ancestors couldn't say anything, and they could only shake their heads bitterly.

Looking down the mountain, a large number of blackened figures stood up, it was the disciples who were gritting their teeth and cultivating with grief.

The ancestor had long expected that Ning Tao would be like this, so he did not prepare for the funeral, but chose the ice coffin.

Miao Jingjing tilted her head aside to wipe away her tears, she couldn't bear to look at this sad scene, but there was a murmur in her ears: "Is there any way to resurrect it?"

"Hmm... What?"

Several people were taken aback, Ning Tao couldn't be insane, Shaolin Ancestor recited Buddhist scriptures, and comforted: "Lord of the Alliance, accept the reality." ”

"Yes, people can't be resurrected after death, this is something you and I know very well, how can it be resurrected, don't think about it," Emei Ancestor said seriously for the first time.

However, in the denials of several people, Ning Tao stood up with bright eyes, stared at Miao Jingjing tightly and said excitedly: "Is there a way to resurrect?"

The latter was startled, and hurriedly hugged Ning Tao's eyes red and said, "Don't think about it anymore, let it pass when it's over, Hongmeng, everyone is still waiting for you." ”

"Lord Alliance, that kind of thing is impossible, I have lived for so many years and have never heard of it, but you are going on like this, but there will be problems. ”

The ancestor of the Tianshan Mountains said softly.

But as soon as Ning Tao took a shot, his body spasmed: "I'm not crazy, and who said that no one was resurrected, there was obviously such a person." ”

"Lord Alliance, don't joke around, how is this possible, we haven't heard of it in so many years, no one will believe it when people come back from the dead. ”

Qingcheng Old Ancestor denied it with a stiff smile.

Miao Jingjing and the others heard that their scalps were numb, and looking at Ning Tao's face, they were still very sure, is there really such a person in this world?

Immediately swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said with difficulty: "Who?"

Ning Tao took a deep breath, looked at several people with blazing eyes, and blurted out word by word: "Jesus!"

"Uh......!"

Several ancestors looked at each other in amazement, and their faces were indescribably strange, ...... Jesus?

"Alliance leader, that's all a trick used by the Holy See to deceive people, they say that Jesus was resurrected, but in fact, it's all to deceive believers, it's basically made up," Shaolin Ancestor tangled.

The other people were silent, this matter was false, true and true, and no one had a real answer.

Ning Tao gritted his teeth, and suddenly said: "Where is Old Mo, he must know something about his rich experience, let him tell me if there is a way." ”

But as soon as the words came out, the crowd fell silent.

As soon as he saw this scene, his heart suddenly chuckled, and the power of his divine soul spread, and his eyes instantly looked halfway up the mountain.

He remembered that Mo Lao was there when he left!

"Whoosh......

A few figures flashed, and Ning Tao came halfway up the mountain in an instant holding the ice coffin, and his face gradually became dull.

In the line of sight, there were two old figures, one exuding the aura of death and annihilation, the whole body was shining with gray colors, and there were many ancient magic patterns.

The other is a one-armed figure, the gap is dry and rotten, like necrosis, the breath on the body has dropped a lot, and the face is full of decadence and bitterness.

Mo Yuntian, Zhou Heng!

Seeing this, Ning Tao's face changed greatly, and he rushed over like lightning, but a one-armed figure instantly blocked in front of him, and shook his head with bitterness at the corner of his mouth.

"Old Zhou, this... What's going on?"

The crowd was silent, their expressions gloomy.

Zhou Heng looked at his broken arm and said decadently: "It was that Demon Wuji who did it, his move was extremely strange, and Mo Lao became like this when he was hit in the dantian." ”

"And my arm was grazed at that time, and I instantly sensed that something was wrong, and cut it directly, but the cultivation still fell to the fourfold refining god, barely stable in the middle stage, that blow was really terrible. ”

Ning Tao's face was pale, and a heart that had been put together with great difficulty was broken again.

"That's... What about him?"

"He's been waiting for you, and when he senses something is wrong, he hastily says to ask you to come back and look for him, and then it becomes like this, for three days. ”

Zhou Heng looked at Mo Lao and sighed.

Ning Tao gritted his teeth and came to Mo Lao with heavy steps, wanting to reach out to touch but was stopped by Zhou Lao, it was best not to touch his body.

At this moment, Mo Lao, who had been sitting cross-legged like an old monk, seemed to notice something, opened a pair of gray eyes, and said hoarsely: "Boy, are you back?"

"Mo Lao, you... Are you alright?" asked the Ancestors anxiously.

Mo Lao ignored them, but stared at Ning Tao and said solemnly: "Boy, let me ask you a question, is it okay if you remove the quasi-word of the alliance leader?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

Ning Tao's heart also twitched, but seeing his difficult appearance, he immediately nodded heavily and said, "I am willing, I have already prepared for this day." ”

"Okay, haha......!"

Mo Yuntian's eyes seemed to burst into bright light, his voice was like Hong Zhong Dalu, and he shouted majestically: "The disciples of Hongmeng obey the order, and in the name of my Mo Yuntian, inherit Ning Tao as the leader of the alliance of Hongmeng." ”

"Wait...... Do you have any objections?"

The sound was like thunder in the nine heavens, and it did not disperse for a long time.

From the ancestors to the outer disciples, thousands of people respectfully said to the mountain: "Good!"