Shen Mo commented, and the tall man next to him immediately turned green. This word was engraved by the ancestor of their ghost witch sect, and it was actually said by a junior?

"Yo, my tone is quite big, I don't know where the distinguished guest is from?"

He said silently: "I have been named in the nineteenth and twenty rounds, and by the way, I have become an honorary elder in the Central Council of Elders. ”

The tall man's eyelids jumped when he heard this, more than ten years ago, the Nineteenth Bureau found here, and first politely asked them to include the Ghost Witch Sect in the management of the Nineteenth Bureau.

Of course, they were not convinced, and as a result, they fought, and in the end they were beaten until they were convinced, and they were forced to sign the small notebook.

Later, they went out of the mountain to inquire, and only then did they know that the Nineteenth Bureau was a department set up by the center to manage the Jianghu sect.

As for the 20th Bureau, although most of the functions are similar to the 19th Bureau, they pay more attention to the exploration of the cave.

The kid in front of him looks young, and he actually has a name in two departments at the same time? What kind of identity does this have to be?

Also, the Honorary Elder of the Council of Elders of the Central Council? What is that? But he knew that even the nineteen rounds that convinced them were under the jurisdiction of the Central.

Doesn't that mean that this kid is bigger than the nineteenth game? His heart suddenly stopped, and he said in his heart: Could it be that the center is eyeing our ghost and witch gate?

"Oh, by the way, I still have an identity, Huaguo Longzi!"

With a plop, the tall man couldn't hold back, his body trembled, and he collapsed directly to the ground.

Huaguo Longzi, he knows this. Because the Shen family, who cooperated closely with them, showed off to them that the Shen family had produced a dragon son, enjoyed the supply of national resources, and achieved the divine realm.

"Excuse me, your last name?"

Shen Mo said leisurely: "Don't be surnamed Shen!"

"Shen?"

The tall man was immediately not calm, his surname was Shen, and he was the dragon son of Huaguo, could it be that the person in front of him was from the Shen family?

Shen Mo could see through the other party's mind at a glance, but he didn't break it. Xu Xinru said that the Shen family and the Ghost Witch Sect cooperated, and he wanted to know what was the cooperation.

The Ghost Witch Sect has a long heritage, and the Shen family has always been a thief to him. Only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can one not be defeated.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, we neglected Shen Gongzi. The tall man hurriedly stood up, bowed down and said, "The door master has been waiting for Shen Gongzi in the Netherworld Hall for a long time, please come with me." ”

It was not surprising that Shen Mo was not surprised, since the Ghost Witch Sect had a formation master, then when they had just entered the maze, they must have been discovered by the other party.

The tall man walked inside with silence, and after walking through the torii, it was the true ancestral land of the Ghost Witch Gate.

On both sides of the road, there are many low-rise houses, all of which are made of wood, and it seems that the people here really live a completely different life from the outside.

"This large area of low-rise houses is a miscellaneous area. The people of the Ghost Witch Sect are all concentrating on cultivation, and they don't care about anything else, and some things in life are done by miscellaneous servants. ”

Nodding silently, he looked into the depths and found that behind the miscellaneous area, there was a sold-story house, of course, also made of wood.

"That's the disciple's house, and there are more than 400 disciples of the Ghost Witch Sect, all of whom live there. ”

Since he knew that Shen Mo was a member of the Shen family, he was much more polite. Especially when the other party is still Huaguo Longzi, this status is much higher than that of their sect masters, so they naturally dare not slack off.

Nodding silently, suddenly, his eyes froze, and he looked two miles ahead, where there was an altar more than ten meters high.

At the same time, a picture appeared in his mind, which was what he saw from the fragment of the Netherfire when he first obtained it.

In the broken picture, an altar appeared. It was exactly the same as the altar he saw now.

"What kind of altar is that?"

The tall man took advantage of the situation, immediately bowed three times religiously, and said in a low voice: "That is the Netherworld Altar, the sacrifice is the holy fire of our Ghost Witch Sect!"

Silent said in his heart: Netherworld fire?

Seeing that Shen Mo didn't make any movements, the tall man hurriedly reminded: "The holy fire has a spirit, and it will feel your disrespect!"

Shen Mo sneered and said, "The Holy Fire has a spirit, then let it come out and meet me!"

The purpose of his coming to the Ghost Witch Gate was to collect the complete Netherworld Fire, and he was worried that the other party would not come out.

The tall man was about to speak, but suddenly his face changed, he felt an inexplicable pressure, and knelt on the ground with a thud, breaking out in a cold sweat.

Shen Mo also discovered an abnormality at this time, and in this piece of heaven and earth, there was a pair of eyes peeping at him in the dark.

"Pretending to be a ghost, do you really think I didn't find you?"

With a long roar of silence, the true qi in his body surged out, rushing towards the air, turning into an invisible long sword in the middle of the way, slashing everything.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a turquoise flame burned out of thin air, and a large amount of spiritual energy was incinerated out, including the long sword formed by the condensation of true qi.

Everything dissolves into nothingness, and the distorted space becomes stable. At this time, Ruyi was a little restless.

Silent thought moved, and suddenly, a blue light rushed out of his body. In the blink of an eye, he rushed to the space that was about to be restored.

"What?"

A low exclamation sounded, as if this time and space did not exist, and the tall man kneeling on the ground and the other Ghost Witch Sect disciples around him did not hear it.

And silent, but really listened.

"Is it because of wishful thinking?"

"Boom!"

At this moment, the colorless altar that had been worshiped by the Ghost Witch Sect for generations exploded in an instant. A powerful and scorching turquoise flame rose from the ground.

"Get out of here!"

The deep voice sounded again, and there was some annoyance in his tone. However, this time it was not hidden, and the entire people of the Ghost Witch Sect paid attention to the anomaly of the fallen sky, and also heard the angry sound.

"It's the Holy Flame, the Holy Flame has appeared!"

"Quick, go and worship!"

"Why did the altar explode?"

Many people were shocked, but many more were excited to see the flame. You must know that the Holy Flame has a spirit, which is a legend passed down from the old age of their ghost and witch sect, but basically no one has ever seen a spiritual Holy Fire.

Bang!

At this moment, in the distance, in the pitch-black hall like the Senluo Palace, more than a dozen figures rose into the sky.

Around the bodies of these people, there was a cluster of turquoise flames burning. These people looked at the sky with solemn faces, and their hearts were shocked.

Silently looked at Ruyi's body to suppress the Netherworld Alien Fire with interest, and suddenly, the cluster of Netherworld Alien Fire in his body was a little abnormal and was summoned out by Ruyi.

"Huh?"

Wu Zhao, the master of the Ghost Witch Sect, immediately noticed the silence that had just entered the ancestral land, and the moment he saw him, his pupils suddenly shrank.

"It's you, I know you, you killed my son Wu Zhen!"

Wu Zhao's face immediately turned ruthless, and he led more than a dozen ghost and witch sect masters to kill him. Shen Mo looked at it coldly, and suddenly sneered.

The tall man on the ground was already frightened, and when he silently intervened against the flame, he sensed that something was wrong.

At this time, when he heard the long whistle of the door master, he was almost scared to death: he actually brought the murderer who killed the young door master into the ancestral land?

(End of chapter)