Luo Xiu obviously encountered an accident, but this really shows that he chose the right path.

Jin Ling withdrew all the ants, still holding the hidden Gu in his hand, and walked into the passage decisively.

Sure enough, after walking for a few hours, Jin Ling saw those beast souls oozing out of the mountain wall, gathering in the passage, slowly floating forward.

Jin Ling must have followed these beast souls in his heart, and as soon as he turned the corner in front of him, Jin Ling was immediately attracted by the dazzling white light, and those beast souls suddenly turned into white streamers and headed towards the white space.

As soon as Jin Ling walked in, he saw Luo Xiu who had fainted next to him, as well as a man he didn't know, but he had the sign of the Bloody Hand Palace on his body, and he should also be the one who was accidentally trapped and came here unexpectedly.

But there were no other living people or demon beasts around, how could they pass out here?

Jin Ling raised his eyes and looked around, this was a pure white space without the slightest variegation, those white beast souls were constantly integrated into the white light curtain around them, it could be said that this white space was composed of these countless beast souls.

And in the very center of this space, there is a white jade platform, on which lies a person, or rather a corpse.

Seeing this corpse, Jin Ling's heart suddenly beat violently, could this be the ......

She walked slowly over, feeling that every step was extremely heavy, and a sadness and incomparable loneliness welled up in her heart, as if she could feel the loneliness experienced by this person here, sleeping for ten thousand years.

He was dressed in a simple and immaculate white robe, the whole person was clean and holy and not like a mortal, even the exposed skin exuded a warm light like mutton fat and white jade, only the black hair that was as black as forging, exuding a moist light spread under him, and he took advantage of his dust like a fairy.

However, on his face, there was a white mask of unknown material, there were no holes and no color on it, only faint nicks, outlining a face that looked peaceful, Jin Ling seemed to be able to feel his smile, making people feel like a spring breeze, dispelling the cold in the cave.

The demon-slaying pestle hanging on his waist lit up with a white light again, this is definitely the man of Wuli, that 'he'.

It's been 10,000 years, and 'he' is still so well preserved, if Wu Li is still there, there must be a way to resurrect him.

Jin Ling stretched out her hand, she had little curiosity, but in the face of this corpse, her curiosity could not be suppressed, and a voice in her heart roared for her to lift the mask and see what this most mysterious man in the history of the Wu Gu clan looked like.

The fingertips touched the edge of the mask, and a piercing coolness instantly swept through his body, and Jin Ling's hand retracted suddenly.

"The face under the mask, but even I dare not look at it. ”

A cold male voice suddenly sounded behind him, and Jin Ling's heart quickly turned to the side along the edge of the platform, and then immediately urged Jin Zhongfu to look at the place where the voice came from.

"Hehehe, the vigilance is good, but it's a pity that it's useless. ”

It was a man who didn't fit in here, black clothes and black hair, and his body was like a ghost outside, constantly emitting black smoke and dust, as if he would dissipate with a wave of his hand.

But his face was very real, so real that when Jin Ling saw him, he shouted 'impossible' in his heart.

Yes, impossible, absolutely impossible, this man had an exact face like the man she saw in Wu Li's consciousness, how could this be?

Black and vertical hair, oblique eyebrows, dark eyes contain sharp, angular outlines, slender and tall but not rough figure. The whole person is like an eagle in the night, cold and arrogant but arrogant, but full of grandeur, and he exudes a strong force that is proud of the world and the world.

Under the influence of Qi Xuan'er's fragrance, what Jin Ling saw was this man, and even the playful smile on his face at the moment was no different from the man at that time.

If he is the man who is lying down, then who is lying down, and why does the demon pestle react to the one who is lying down?

"You, who are you?" Jin Ling asked, holding the hand of the hidden Gu naturally hanging down to his side, pressing the cold that kept coming out of his body.

The man stared at Jin Ling and took two steps forward, and as he walked, the smoke and dust on his body drifted more, "Heh~ Interesting, it's another witch Gu clan." ”

Although this man was laughing when he spoke, Jin Ling felt that the temperature around him had dropped suddenly, and he seemed to be being targeted by countless sharp blades, and the slightest movement would pierce his heart with thousands of arrows, and he seemed to have a strong hatred for the Wu Gu Clan.

The man could see at a glance that she was a witch Gu clan, which made Jin Ling a little worried about whether the hidden Gu could play a role in front of him, and now he was blocking the entrance, which was very unfavorable to Jin Ling.

Jin Ling tried to move two steps, observing the man's reaction, the man was looking at Luo Xiu and another man on the ground at the moment, ignoring her at all, she had the courage to take two more steps.

"It's funny, there is not one in a hundred years, and there are three more at once, which makes it a little difficult for me to choose. The man muttered to himself, then turned to Jin Ling and said, "Put away your careful thoughts......!

Getting closer, the man suddenly found something on Jin Ling's body, waved his hand and raised his finger to hook it gently, and an object shot out of Jin Ling's bracelet uncontrollably.

Before Jin Ling could make a move, the demon slaying pestle on his waist suddenly shot out.

With the sound of "Qiang", the demon pestle was fixed between Jin Ling and the man, and on the white and flawless ground, it was the black and white stone that had long been forgotten by Jin Ling and did not know the purpose, and a black and white lotus seed was embedded in it.

"Wu Li's breath?" The man's expression was shocked, and the shaking of his body caused the black smoke and dust around him to spread instantly, "Who are you Wu Li?"

Jin Ling didn't expect this situation, she had been putting that stone in the bracelet and ignoring it, and she was able to attract the demon pestle to shoot with this man.

At this time, the man's expression was not angry, hateful or anything, but shocked and incredulous.

He should be Wuli's man, thinking of this, Jin Ling calmed down, and said slowly: "I am Wuli's descendant." ”

"Descendants?" The man frowned when he heard Jin Ling's answer, a light flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Jin Ling's left hand fixedly, "Ant, it's really her ant!"

The man staggered back a step, lowered his head as if caught in a memory, and then suddenly chuckled in a low voice, "Hehehe...... Innocent, innocent, Wu Li actually has descendants, I'm afraid you didn't expect it. ”

Jin Ling couldn't figure out why the man reacted like this, could the innocent in his mouth be the one lying behind him? What does he have to do with Wu Li?

If this man in black is a man from Wuli, isn't Wuli's descendants also his descendants? But the current situation is obviously wrong, what is going on?

At this time, Luo Xiu, who had been unconscious, suddenly moved twice, held his head and sat up slowly, when he looked up and saw the man in black, Luo Xiu's eyes widened, and he said in disbelief: "Demon Lord ......"-

Originally, I wanted to change two chapters at night.,But suddenly there's an entertainment that I can't refuse.,So I can only change it tomorrow.,I'm sorry for the card here~~

In addition, continue to ask for a recommendation ticket, and then ask for a monthly pass~~

(To be continued.) )