"Amitabha, I really can't imagine that this immortal phoenix Luan Qianhuang's martial arts are so high that the four of us joined forces to force him back!"

Mo Wen's face was also a little heavy: "Well, I also saw Luan Qianhuang three years ago, it is impossible for her martial arts to enter the realm so quickly!"

"That's because the Ghost King Hall Master killed Ao Chi and gave Ao Chi's martial arts to Luan Qianhuang!" Wang Zhilan in the distance suddenly spoke.

Mo Wen was stunned: "Ao Chi is dead? Gu Feng actually killed Ao Chi?"

Wang Zhilan sneered twice: "Yes, Ao Chi broke an arm, it is no longer very useful, the Ghost King Palace is ruthless, and the hall master is even more vicious, he naturally can't survive." ”

"Gu Feng's martial arts have actually improved so fast?" Mo Wen frowned a little, his martial arts have been cultivated to such a point in three years, he has been practicing day and night, and there is Dai Rongshan from the side, but how does Gu Feng cultivate?

"Don't ask, my enmity with you can be put aside for the time being, and after the Ghost King Palace is destroyed, I will have a dignified fight with you, whether I live or die!"

The corners of Mo Wen's mouth raised: "Okay, a word is a certainty!"

Wang Zhilan stepped forward and said: "Today's Gu Feng is not a few years ago, when I first saw Gu Feng, his martial arts were at least stronger than the current Luan Qianhuang. ”

"This is impossible, Luan Qianhuang's martial arts are only ...... if he absorbs arrogance."

"You're wrong, it's not Luan Qianhuang who sucked away the arrogant martial arts, but Gu Feng did it!"

"What do you mean?"

"You may not know, Gu Feng doesn't know how to practice a body of evil skills, you can wantonly absorb other people's internal skills for your own use, or you can transfer your internal strength to others, so that their skills will increase dramatically, and the evil door is very evil!"

Mo Wen slapped his head suddenly: "It's not good! No wonder Gu Feng didn't kill the masters of the sect even though he sent people to besiege the Dao Sect and the Yunhai Immortal Sect, he wanted to suck away their internal strength! Let's go quickly, I'm afraid that their lives will be lost if it's too late!"

"Wait, you're going to the Ghost King's Palace?"

"How?"

Wang Zhilan shook his head: "I advise you to think twice, not to mention the ancient style, the Ghost King Hall is like Luan Qianhuang, there are at least three masters, this is not counting the two major protectors around the ancient style, Shui Miao and Huo Yan, Wang has been in the Ghost King Palace for two years, and he has only seen Huo Yan make a move once, and he will turn one person into ashes in an instant!"

Mo Wen's body trembled: "The Ghost King Palace has such strength?"

"The reason why I faded the idea of killing you just now is what you said, if I kill you, I'm afraid that my Zhong Yulou will also be doomed, at least you and the senior monks of the Buddhist sect can still fight against Luan Qianhuang, and I, in front of these people, can't even take three moves!"

The two talked, greedy and several of his junior disciples, but their faces were full of shock.

Mo Wen took a deep breath: "How many monks are you?"

Greedily looked at Wang Zhilan: "The two protectors that the donor just said are...... Shui Miao?Huoyan?"

Wang Zhilan nodded: "Exactly, could it be that the four masters know these two?"

Greedy and unquittal closed his eyes: "Amitabha, I'm afraid that the rivers and lakes will have another bloody storm." ”

Mo was stunned: "Why did the monk say this?"

"The donor doesn't know that this Shui Miao and Huo Yan were called Yin and Yang judges in the past, in charge of people's life and death, and within a hundred miles of their shots, there was a river of blood. ”

"Who are these two?"

"Have you ever heard of the first sect of the Demon Dao on the rivers and lakes, the Evil Moon Sect?" As soon as the greedy words came out, Mo Wen immediately remembered the several major sects that Qin Xiaotian had talked about, Taiji Sect and Su Xinzhai, among which there was this Evil Moon Sect.

"Does the Evil Moon Cult really exist in the rivers and lakes? doesn't it mean that it disappeared many years ago?"

"It seems that the donor knows, yes, the Evil Moon Sect has indeed faded out of the rivers and lakes many years ago, but it has not disappeared, the old monk was still the first of the Buddhist Precept Academy, the leader of the Evil Moon Sect is called Killing Heaven, this person is extremely vicious, I don't know how many sects were slaughtered by it. ”

"Later, the master of my Buddhist sect, together with Su Xinzhai, the three major sects of Taijimen, and the three major sect masters joined forces to defeat the Heaven Killer, and the Heaven Killer was seriously injured and fled, and the factions took advantage of the situation to suppress the Evil Moon Sect, but afterwards, there was no trace of the Heaven Killer and the Evil Moon Sect master, and the three sect masters were seriously injured when they fought with the Heaven Killer, and the true qi consumption was too great, and the United States died in a long time. ”

"In the following decades, there was no trace of the Evil Moon Sect on the rivers and lakes, and Taijimen and Su Xinzhai gradually disappeared...... That's it!"

Mo Wen listened quietly: "So, this Ghost King Hall and the Evil Moon Sect are one family?"

Greedily shook his head: "It's hard to say, it's just that Shui Miao and Huo Yan have never left the side of the Evil Moon Sect Master, but I don't know how this ancient wind can get together with Shui Miao and Huo Yan!"

Mo Wen pursed his lips and looked at the Ghost King Hall close at hand, if it was really as greedy as he said, if he rushed up, he would definitely die, thinking of this, he couldn't help but be a little manic.

"Blue!"

At this moment, a voice came, Mo Wen followed the sound, but it was the old man he met in the village, Wang Zhilan stepped forward: "Ninth uncle!"

The old man nodded, glanced at Mo Wen and said, "It seems that you haven't been carried away by hatred yet!"

Wang Zhilan sighed lightly: "Uncle Jiu, don't ask this, I will kill him, but it is inevitable that the world will say that I Zhong Yulou is abetting the abuse, just wait for the matter of the Ghost King Palace to subside, it is not too late for me to kill Mo Qian!"

"Hehehe, wow, Zhilan, you can have this heart, and the old man can rest assured that the position of the owner of the Zhongyu Tower will be passed to you. As he spoke, the old man took out a ring.

"Uncle Nine, you are ......"

The old man suddenly knelt down: "Zhong Yulou, the ninth prince surnamed Zhong visits the landlord!"

As soon as the old man's voice fell, eight figures appeared again, and Wang Zhilan looked at these people in a daze: "Eight uncles, how are you ......?"

"The old master died, knowing that you would inevitably avenge it, sure enough, you have been carried away by hatred all these years, and you can't forget it all day long is revenge, the old master said, he fought with Qin Xiangtian back then, life and death are determined, no one is to blame, but I also know that you will not obey, so I will temporarily put the ring here for safekeeping, so as not to take Zhong Yulou to the place of no return!"

"Now, you can know right from wrong, put aside hatred, and the old master can also look at it if he knows it, and from now on you will be the master of Zhongyu Tower!"

Wang Zhilan looked at the ring in his hand and clenched it hard: "In this case, put aside the personal feud for the time being, and jointly resist the Ghost King Palace!!"

Mo Wen smiled slightly: "Congratulations to Brother Wang for taking charge of Zhongyu Tower, I hope that before the matter of the Ghost King Palace subsides, we can work together!!"

(End of chapter)