"But these people still have some use, although they have harmed the reputation of the Wuhun Palace, but at the same time, they have also maintained the rule of the Wuhun Palace, and they are generally loyal, if they are asked to do something, they will generally obey."

Leng Zhiying was very curious, why the Snow Emperor was so clear about the Martial Spirit Palace, and was about to ask, but Qing Zhilan on the side followed the Snow Emperor's words and said: "The so-called surrogate is a soul beast cultivated by a large tribe that specializes in transforming into a human at the age of 100,000 years, which is used to roam the human world and obtain some resources for them that only humans can have. ”

"And the soul beast transformation basically uses the soul ring of their own race, and the agent is naturally prepared by his own race for the best soul ring, but what if suddenly this generation walker has fun with the soul ring of other races?"

Leng Zhiying understood, it turned out that this generation of practitioners was like this, which means that if the agent absorbed the soul ring of a non-native race, it would mean that he had betrayed his own race, and it was impossible to be accepted by his own race no matter what, so naturally, there was only one way to cooperate with those two people.

Presumably, they discovered some clues in the process of integration, making them think that they were not the ones who did it, so they made a move on themselves.

"I understand, that means that those two people are specially abducted and deceived everywhere under the banner of the Martial Spirit Palace, hunting and killing well-connected ethnic groups for their own benefit, right?" Leng Zhiying seems to be a hammer hand who understands whether he understands or not, but he still feels very strange, why does the Wuhun Hall care about what they do? Could it be that they secretly approved of such behavior? How many people in the world have to be moths like them?

Thinking of this, Leng Zhiying couldn't help but feel sorry for Bibi Dong who had never met, this is too miserable!

"Okay, Sister Shadow, don't think too much, things have already passed, in the end, this is also a mistake between me and Mavi, you have a good rest, and we have good things for you when you wake up......" Qing Zhilan saw Leng Zhiying with a cranky look, touched her head, and said mysteriously.

Hearing Qing Zhilan say this, Leng Zhiying couldn't help but look forward to it, now she has a hard time even standing up, so let's take care of her illness!

"Well, that's ......"

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At the same time, the Martial Soul Mountain Range in Wuhun City.

Wuhun Mountain, as the headquarters of the Wuhun Palace, can be said to be the most famous mountain range on the mainland, with two peaks, one of which is located on the top of the elder's hall, where the high-ranking elders led by Qiandaoliu live and are responsible for serving the god of angels.

At the other end of the hill is the exclusive residence of the Pope, whether it is for office or daily life.

Although it was late at night, the papal palace was brightly lit, and there were hundreds of people patrolling the palace.

A graceful and noble woman sat on the throne belonging to the Pope, and in her hand she held a wine glass, which contained half a glass of unknown liquid, and a strange substance could be faintly seen circulating in the liquid, which was obviously not ordinary.

Although she was on such a dignified occasion, her clothes were very casual, like pajamas.

Her waist-length hair was scattered over her shoulders, and her face was not powdered, as if she had been woken up in her sleep, but even so, she could not hide her alluring appearance, and she looked like she was only in her twenties, and she was already sitting in such a high position, which was unique in the entire continent.

Underneath that graceful and luxurious woman, there were ten people kneeling in elder robes, wearing some kind of shackles on their bodies, and their strength was completely imprisoned.

Beside them, there were twenty people who were also wearing elder robes standing on either side, and none of the people present were below level ninety!

The atmosphere of slaughter was very strong, as if some kind of trial ceremony was going on, but the woman at the top didn't care about it, and tasted the wine very ladylikely.

However, such a quiet atmosphere was broken by a "beauty" with big golden wavy hair, who rushed in in a hurry, not caring at all about the atmosphere in the papal palace, and walked straight to the woman's side, and whispered:

"His Royal Highness the Pope, the Elder Soul Card under the Martial Soul Hall has been extinguished three more."

This His Royal Highness the Pope is naturally Bibi Dong, and the blonde-haired "beauty" with big waves is naturally the old eunuch Ju Douluo.

Hearing the old eunuch's words, Bibi Dong was not angry or confused, but smiled and asked with interest, "Oh? How could such a thing happen? Which three? ”

"It's... Ice Douluo and Snow Douluo ......" Yueguan trembled up and down like chaff, and many fine beads of sweat involuntarily appeared on his forehead, but he didn't dare to continue his next words.

"Oh... Aren't those two fleeing to the northern provinces? Why, was killed by the local forces? Bibi Dong nodded with satisfaction, she is carrying out a major purge of the entire Wuhun Palace, the purpose is to eradicate these moths, and only by improving the interior can the external plan be deployed.

These two people are one of the moths, and they will be caught and killed even if they don't die now.

"What's wrong with you? Who's the third person? Say it? Bibi Dong was waiting for the following, but he didn't see Yueguan speak, turned his head to look at him suspiciously, and saw Yueguan's appearance of wanting to speak and stopped, and immediately asked curiously.

"It's... Be... Qin Mengxin ......, "Yue Gu has already greeted the eighteen generations of Leng Zhiying's ancestors, how long has it been?" I actually played to death!?

Others don't know Qin Mengxin's position in Bibi Dong's heart, but he knows it very well!

Hearing this name, Bibi Dong's face changed instantly, and the wine glass in her hand involuntarily crushed it, but she didn't care at all, and quickly took out a longevity lock similar to that worn by children, and sensed it carefully.

Then, her eyes bloomed with a very dangerous light, and the whole person disappeared, leaving only one sentence:

"Point 20 great worshippers to go out with me, target, the land of the far north!"

Yueguan looked at Bibi Dong's departing figure and was also a little distracted, he didn't expect Bibi Dong to have such great courage! Directly prepare to bring twenty elders of the Great Offering Level!

You must know that all the elders who can become great worshippers are above level ninety-five, and these twenty are almost all the high-end combat power under Bibi Dong!

It is conceivable that if these people had lost a quarter in that treacherous Far North, Bibi Dong would never have been able to continue her purge plan, not to mention that the Hall of Elders would be eyeing her, and she would even be ousted from the Pope for it.

Such a great courage is only for the three words he just said - Qin Mengxin.

Sighing softly, since His Royal Highness the Pope has already decided, it is not something he can change, not to mention that he also wants to avenge Qin Mengxin!

Thinking of this, Yue Guan raised his head and looked at the twenty ordinary elders standing on both sides of the main hall and the ten "moths" who were caught, and he gently spit out a word:

"Kill!"