This threatening sentence is obviously much more powerful than the previous one.

I saw that in the single prison of only seven or eight square meters, the old man with a demon heart was sitting on the wooden bed, his expression was much more gloomy and indifferent than before, and only a few seconds later, the old man with a demon heart said to Hetu:

"Xian'er's attainments in the Five Elements Formation and Mechanism Enchantment are not below you, what you say, if you want to scare me, it's a hundred years early."

Hetu knew that the old man with a demon heart was just a hard mouth, so he smiled and said:

"Do you think Xian'er can break the three immortals and three games? I'm still struggling in this Tower of Babel, how can your niece break the game easily? ”

The old man of the demon heart obviously also knew the danger of the Tower of Babel, and he was trapped in this prison by Xian'er, and the reason why Xian'er did this, the old man of the demon heart also knew very well that Xian'er just knew the danger behind him, so he didn't want to follow him.

Thinking of this, the old man with a demon heart was actually very anxious in his heart.

She pondered for a moment, then said to Hetu:

"Master Zhen, Fang is my rudeness, and I hope that Master Zhen will not be surprised.

Since the head of Zhen did not inform the old man of the law for the first time, I want to come to the head of Zhen to follow us, and there is also a purpose, I am willing to make a deal with the head of Zhen, what does the head of Zhen think. ”

"Deal? Well, I like trading the most. Hetu replied quite cheerfully:

"If you answer me a few questions, I'll go and get your niece back."

"That's not necessary, please ask Master Zhen to let me out. When the time comes, if the head of Zhen has any questions, I can answer them. ”

The old man with a demon heart stood behind that special prison and said to Hetu.

"I'll ask first." Hetu didn't talk too much nonsense with her, and asked:

"What are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

Although the old man with a demon heart was not happy, he still said in a deep voice:

"Xian'er wants to come to find her father."

When Hetu heard the words of the old man with a demon heart, his heart sighed, and Qingming's face changed slightly.

Xian'er has always claimed to be the daughter of Tianzhong Zhenren, to be honest, Hetu believes in it, Qingming has also used Dabu arithmetic to calculate, but it has not been able to calculate anything, after all, there is no paternity testing technology, technology is like magic, this sentence is not blown.

But as soon as the old man with a demon heart said this, the possibility that Xian'er was the daughter of Tianzhong Zhenren took a sharp turn and increased by three points.

After all, it is impossible for the two to collude to deliberately act in such a scene, and they will not do it if their brains are clipped.

"Who is her father?"

When the old man with a demon heart heard Hetu's question, he frowned:

"This is a matter within the gate of my Extreme Heaven Demon Palace, will Master Zhen ask too widely."

Hetu was about to threaten again, but he was suddenly stunned, picked up Qingming and left.

The old man with a demon heart looked shocked and shouted:

"Why don't you be trustworthy, let me out!"

But Hetu has long been gone, how can anyone reply to her words.

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At this time, on the top floor of the Tower of Babel, Xian'er had quietly touched the bronze door where Kuafu's right hand was located.

This bronze gate is the last pass.

Xian'er took a deep breath, her chest rose and fell slightly, and with the faint light, she began to study the bronze door.

But just when Xian'er was engrossed, she didn't notice that behind her, a figure appeared silently.

The figure pointed to Xian'er's head and stretched out his hand......

"Boom."

The bronze door rattled.

Xian'er froze for a moment, and then saw that the bronze door in front of her was opened, and standing behind the door was Hetu and Qingming.

The moonlight was cold, and in the octagonal tower top hall, Hetu was carrying the moonlight on his back, and was drawn with a silver-white edge, he raised his hand and hugged it and said:

"I also hope that the immortal chief will raise his noble hand and save this female cultivator's life."

Xian'er turned around sharply, and sure enough, she saw a middle-aged Confucian with a white face, standing behind her with a smile on his face.

This is...... All Souls?!

It's a bit wrong to call a layman, it's time to call it an immortal.

In Hetu's eyes, the Ten Thousand Souls Monk is indeed an immortal.

[Realm: Living Immortals: Three Grades (10/1000)]

Hetu is the first time he has seen a living immortal, and he is not very clear about the division of the strength of the living immortals, probably what rank it is, I don't know if it is a bronze or a king.

But it's probably by grade.

All in all, it looks like there's something.

"All Souls...... Immortals? ”

Xian'er took a few steps back, almost sticking to Hetu's chest, Hetu was a gentleman, and he was already mentally prepared to be a backrest for her, but Qingming stretched out a hand and pressed against Xian'er's back.

【Frustrate the Enchantress +10】

"You still scream

I'm a Soul Dweller. ”

The Ten Thousand Souls Monk smiled at the river map:

"I didn't expect Master Zhen to come too, if it weren't for you to speak out, your friend might have been gone."

Xian'er's face changed, and her mood dropped suddenly:

[Things are big-100]

Hetu had a lot of questions in his heart, but it was obviously not the same thing to sandwich Xian'er in the middle and talk to the Ten Thousand Souls Layman, Hetu stepped aside and said:

"Layman, let's come in and talk, okay?"

"It's fine."

The Ten Thousand Souls Monk nodded, and Xian'er hurriedly entered the Octagonal Hall from the place where Hetu got out of the way, and the Ten Thousand Souls Monk also walked in.

I saw that in the middle of the octagonal hall, the huge right hand of the father was pulling without strength, and the brazier around it was extinguished, and it was dim.

Hetu and Qingming are not the first time to meet, and they don't have much feeling, and Xian'er's mood has changed a little:

【Spectacle +50】

Several people walked into the octagonal hall, and Kuafu's right hand did not see any reaction, and in the octagonal hall, the braziers located in the octagonal hall were all extinguished at this time, and the hall looked extremely dim.

As soon as the monk raised his hand, all the eight braziers spontaneously combusted, illuminating the hall.

Time was pressing, there were too many questions, and Hetu didn't have ink, so he asked directly:

"Why did the Monk of All Souls come here?"

The Ten Thousand Souls touched his mustache and smiled:

"Wait for the fourth test of spiritual power the day after tomorrow, and you will know why I came to Lingshan Heavenly Palace."

Hetu scolded in his heart: You won't be like the sky bear, just come and see through it, right?

However, after looking at the skill of the Ten Thousand Souls, there is no skill of [Seeing Through], but the Ten Thousand Souls Monks are now living immortals, so maybe they will have some special skills.

"Did the old man invite the layman to come?"

Hetu asked one more question, and the Ten Thousand Souls Monk did not shy away from his relationship with the old man of the law, and nodded:

"Exactly."

This river map and the Ten Thousand Souls Monk asked and answered, but the fairy on the side was stunned.

She knew that Hetu was outstanding, and even untied the knot in the heart of the Ten Thousand Souls Monk five years ago and helped the Ten Thousand Souls Monk to cross the tribulation and ascend.

Unexpectedly, after the Ten Thousand Souls Monk ascended to become a living immortal, this river map still didn't have any nervousness, but the questions were one after another.

Hetu had to ask again, but the Ten Thousand Souls finally interrupted:

"If you still want to ask me questions related to the old man, then don't ask again, it's a matter between me and the old man.

It's you, why don't you stay in the Heavenly Palace, what are you doing in the Tower of Babel? I was entrusted by the old man to come to Lingshan Heavenly Palace to help the Immortal Yuan Conference, don't make trouble. ”

The Soul Monk said it with a smile, more of a joke than a warning.

"We came with her."

Hetu pointed at Xian'er, who quickly let out a "Huh? The expression on his face was as if to say:

[Why did you betray me all at once? 】

The Ten Thousand Souls Monk looked at Xian'er and didn't speak, but his eyes were obviously meaningful, obviously waiting for Xian'er's answer.

Xian'er stabilized her mind, looked at Qingming and Hetu, and said:

"I want to talk to the Ten Thousand Souls alone, and ask the Ten Thousand Souls Monks, send the two of them down first."

Hetu raised his eyebrows, I am now full of questions from you, like paste, messy threads, I want to talk about it alone?

Inexistent.

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