"Your Excellency seems to know a lot about the Blue Evil Sword. Murong Ying said flatly.

The masked man didn't say anything about this, didn't say yes or no, but said slowly and affirmatively, "You didn't go to the Dementor Pavilion for the Green Evil Sword. ”

Seeing that the three of them did not refute, the masked man confirmed his guess. If it was just Hades and Murong Ying, he was very sure that it should be related to Feng Lanjun, but with the addition of an imperial soul, what is the reason for this, could it be that this imperial soul also has something to do with Fenglan Jun?!

"Your Excellency, I don't know what to call it, so that we can know who saved us. An inexplicable glint crossed Murong Ying's eyes, and she looked at the person not far away and asked.

"Hehe," the masked man chuckled, the light in his eyes unpredictable, "You'll know one day." "I just hope you don't get too surprised. After speaking, he turned around resolutely and flew away directly.

"It seems that the praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind," Murong Ying looked at the direction in which the person disappeared and muttered, "I'm afraid this person is not simple." ”

Hades' eyes sank slightly, and he also glanced at the direction in which this person left, knowing who they were, and also saved them, and kept a distance from them, guarding against them, the purpose was indeed not simple.

However, the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, and the most urgent thing now is to find Feng Lanjun.

"Now there are two possibilities, one is that they find another place to settle the master, and the other is that the master is rescued. The Imperial Soul, who had never spoken, said coldly to the two of them, "But no matter what, one thing is certain, that is, the master is no longer in the Soul Pavilion at all. ”

"Indeed," Murong Ying responded, "However, if Xiao Jun'er is still in the hands of E Zhexing, I'm afraid things will be a little bad, after all, this battle is equivalent to tearing his face with the Dementor Pavilion." ”

"Not necessarily. Hades spoke indifferently.

"Huh?"

"She's now the last talisman of the Dementor Chamber. ”

Murong Ying and Yu Soul nodded slightly, yes, even if she is no longer in the hands of E Zhexing, he will also try to let her in his hands, because this time, this E Zhexing is equivalent to offending several major sects at once, if he has no bargaining chips, then it is doomed to be surrounded and suppressed by partners.

"Send someone to follow Ezhexing. "Even if it's not in his hands, he should know whose hands it is.

"Good. Murong Ying replied with a serious face.

Suddenly, a bird call came, Murong Ying came to look, a light whistle, and a pitch-black crow landed on his shoulder. Murong Ying took the two of them seriously, directly took off the note tied to its leg, and flashed it over, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "This Ling Alliance Master's way of solving the problem is really special. Speaking of this, Murong Ying looked at the Hades King, "The person who said that my Eagle Gate collected the news was under the control of the Lan Ling Sect, and someone wanted to destroy the Yama Palace. Hehe, the method is really effective. What do you say, Hades?"

As soon as Murong Ying said this, the Hades King and the Imperial Soul naturally knew that the Yama Palace was fine, although the Imperial Soul had always been puzzled about this before, and was also very surprised why the Hades King would ignore the Yama Palace, was it really just because of the master, now that he understands, it is naturally that he already knows something, or arranged something, so he is so relieved.

Just as the Imperial Soul thought, Hades King Mo Wutian had already guessed what was happening, so when Murong Ying Feige sent him a message to come directly to the Dementor Pavilion, he didn't hesitate at all, and just sent a letter to Ling Qing. He actually doesn't like Murong Ying, the person who often follows Lan Jun, but he still recognizes his personality and the help he has for Lan Jun.

Rather than believing in them, it is better to say that they believe in themselves and in their own eyes.

"Where is Ezhexing at the moment?" Hades directly changed the subject.

Murong Ying didn't care about this, but followed him and said, "If nothing else, he should already be in the Soul Pavilion at this moment, I don't know what he is going to do next?"

"A battle is inevitable. The Imperial Soul said faintly.

"What kind of poison is this rest?" asked the Immortal King suddenly.

"I can't find it," Murong Ying's face was gloomy, "I only know that this poison is from his mother Yue Lingxing, but the strange thing is that I haven't been able to find any information about Yue Lingxing." On this river and lake, people who can't even be found by Eagle Gate, under normal circumstances, can only be people there. ”

The people there?!Hades's thoughts turned quickly, why didn't he remember that there was a person named Yue Lingxing, who was not weak in kung fu, and he was still surnamed Yue?

"Is there any news about the antidote?"

"There has been no news from the Medicine King Valley," Murong Ying's expression became even more ugly, I am afraid that the result was unsatisfactory. This made him unconsciously regret in his heart, if Xiao Jun'er had taken the antidote at the beginning, maybe with Xiao Jun'er's medical skills, plus the Medicine King Valley, he would have been able to relieve this rest. And that's not what happened. Xiao Jun'er, why was he so decisive to take the antidote directly to him?!

"She treats you like one of her own. Hades' cold tone directly shattered Murong Ying's growing remorse.

She treats you like one of her own, that's why. Otherwise, why did she resolutely stay when E Zhexing gave her the antidote and let her go, and wanted to give her life to others, if not, why didn't she give the antidote to Helian'an, who was more capable of kung fu and more hopeful of taking him out, but gave him a dose without the slightest pause. This is her trust, because she treats him as her own, so she gives him enough trust. Trust him to fix everything, trust him to save her.

—— —— ——

Regarding the approach of Ling Qing, the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, Wu Shixiong unconsciously planted a seed of doubt in his heart.

In his opinion, all evils should be erased, and all cults should be destroyed, but Ling Qing, who is the leader of the Wuling Alliance, actually gave the first major cult Yama Luodian a chance to come back to life. Therefore, the desire to climb up in his heart is even stronger. He wants to go up, up, and up again, so that the Martial Sect will become the number one sect, and he will become an existence that surpasses the master of the Martial Arts Alliance. Only then will the world be in his hands, and the world he has created will be the most perfect, without a trace of impurity, without a trace of sin.

Such extreme thoughts had already overwhelmed his brain and made him completely forget. There is no such thing as perfection in this world, and nothing is perfect. Where there is light, there will be darkness, where there is good, there will be evil, and where there is good, there will be evil. It is precisely because of the existence of darkness that the light can be more prominent, it is precisely because of the appearance of evil that the essence of good can be more manifested, and it is precisely because of the arrival of evil that the righteousness of righteousness can be more manifested.

However, at this moment, he has long been unable to explore such an essence, and destroying all cults and becoming the existence of the pinnacle is the only thing he wants. In order to achieve this goal, he will do everything he can. Be cruel to others, and be even more ruthless to yourself.

So as long as there is a trace of time, he will hurry up to improve his skills, and strength is the last word. Because the tea that Shi Ling'er personally ran was beneficial to cultivation, when he walked with the Sword Trial Alliance before, he had been drinking the tea made by Shi Ling'er himself. After Shi Ling'er left, he didn't break it, because Shi Ling'er had already handed over the brewing method of this tea to Fan Yan, and Fan Yan personally brewed it for him every day, which was also a reason why he never left the Sword Trial Alliance from beginning to end.

Since it is beneficial to myself, I might as well show some mercy to this Sword Alliance, so that they can be more grateful to Dade and use it for me.

Today, he practiced in the undisturbed backyard as usual, and this period of super-intense training made him obviously feel that his cultivation had improved a lot, which was really a lot, at least, if Shi Zhen was still alive, he would definitely not be his opponent anymore.

Just when he was practicing to a critical juncture, suddenly a flute sound came from nowhere, so Wu Shixiong frowned slightly, but after a while, the crisp and pleasant, frustration, and strong rhythm of the flute made his brows slowly stretch, and there was a trace of excitement on his face.

This flute sound with a strong sense of rhythm actually helped him practice, which made Wu Shixiong, who was practicing with his eyes closed, instantly relaxed. Then, with the rhythm of the flute, the power began to work rapidly. Faster and faster, faster and faster, until it was a little faster than he could bear, Wu Shixiong, who was addicted to it, suddenly couldn't come back to his senses, and exclaimed in his heart, not good, this flute sounds different.

Wu Shixiong quickly retracted the internal force and forcibly reversed the running speed of the cultivation. He was now very clear about the purpose of the sudden flute, which was clearly to control him, not only from the internal force in his body, but also from the attack in his brain.

Wu Shixiong tried to keep his mind clear, and used all his strength to turn back the control of the internal force, but the sound of the flute seemed to know his resistance, and the sense of rhythm suddenly increased, with a strong control to induce the flow of breath in Wu Shixiong's body, and moreover, it slammed his brain more violently than another. The two of them went back and forth like this, back and forth, and fought directly inside him.

On this occasion, neither side will take a step back and not give up a point.

For Wu Shixiong, this concession and losing is a trivial matter, but I am afraid that it is himself who catches up. Listening to this flute, if his guess is correct, this person should be the Lan Ling Sect who is hidden in the shadows and is stunned by the people in the rivers and lakes, only the Lan Ling Sect can have such a superb soul control technique. It's just that he is a little curious, his cultivation is not low, this flute alone is not enough to reach the current state, could it be that he also unknowingly fell into Lan Si's heart?!

However, at this moment, there is no room for him to think too much, the flute player has made it clear that he must control him no matter what, so he can't be distracted at the moment, and no one can hold on, and whoever loses.

After a long time in the battle, Wu Shixiong suddenly opened his eyes, yelled, "No," and then suddenly fell to the ground unconscious.

The flute player in the dark put down the flute in his hand, suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face immediately turned pale, and then slowly walked in front of Wu Shixiong, and said in a cold voice, "If you weren't for the fact that you were of some use to me, I wouldn't have bothered to blow this Requiem so much, it's much easier to kill souls." ”