Chapter 352: Visible Resentment

The little old man smiled bitterly and shook his head: "The real owner of the Demon Smoke Tower is Aunt Mo...... I got it by accident......"

Luo Xiaofeng asked curiously, "Got it by accident?"

The little old man coughed, and his face showed a look of pain, as if he didn't want to mention it again!

Luo Xiaofeng knew that he didn't want to say it, so he didn't ask again.

The little old man's small eyes suddenly showed light, like the dawn that appeared in the east before dawn: "But I know that there is a person who can control the Demon Smoke Tower." ”

Luo Xiaofeng said: "Isn't it the legendary Aunt Mo?"

The little old man shook his head and sighed, "Although Aunt Mo is the true owner of the Magic Smoke Tower, it's a pity that she is long gone. ”

Luo Xiaofeng was puzzled: "Since the Demon Smoke Tower is a divine object, then its owner, Aunt Mo, may be a god. How could a man of God die so easily?"

The pain in the little old man's eyes was even stronger: "She would not have died, but unfortunately she was too kind and too weak, she would rather die herself than hurt others......" He said this, his throat suddenly choked, and he couldn't say any more.

Luo Xiaofeng looked at the sad face of the little old man in a daze, he knew that this mysterious little old man and the legendary Aunt Mo must be inextricably linked.

The little old man grabbed Luo Xiaofeng's hand: "Although Aunt Mo is gone, I know that there is still someone who can control the Magic Smoke Tower?"

Luo Xiaofeng hurriedly asked, "Who?"

The little old man said word by word: "The master of the Netherworld Xuanlie Realm, Xuanlie!"

Luo Xiaofeng suddenly said, "Do you want me to send this Demon Smoke Tower to the Netherworld Xuanlie Realm and hand it over to Xuanlie personally?"

The little old man looked at Luo Xiaofeng expectantly, and said hurriedly: "Could it be ...... You won't say yes?"

Luo Xiaofeng smiled bitterly: "Why don't you go to your old man's house?"

The little old man shook his head helplessly: "I can't go, because I'm nothing, I'm just a wisp of insignificant resentment." ”

Luo Xiaofeng was stunned, and asked weakly for a while: "Your old man is also a wisp of resentment?" He really didn't understand, how could a faint wisp of resentment turn into a person?

The little old man nodded: "I have turned into a human, and in two hours, I will return to the Demon Smoke Tower, otherwise it will disappear." ”

Luo Xiaofeng smiled bitterly: "There are many talented people in the Demon Continent, why do you want to find me, an unknown junior?"

The little old man smiled: "Demon Continent, who doesn't know Luo Xiaofeng now, although there are many people who are higher in cultivation than you, but those people are not suitable to go to the Netherworld Realm. ”

Luo Xiaofeng said: "Why?"

The little old man said: "Because when you go to the Netherworld Realm, the younger you are, the better." ”

Luo Xiaofeng couldn't help but ask, "Why?"

The little old man shook his head: "I don't know the reason, but it's a fact. ”

Luo Xiaofeng sighed: "Even if I want to help you, I have more than enough heart and not enough power. ”

The little old man was anxious: "Why?"

Luo Xiaofeng said: "Because I heard that if you want to go to the Netherworld Martial Realm, your martial arts cultivation must at least reach the Spirit Realm. ”

The little old man shook his head: "There are three passages to the Netherworld Realm, and one of them is the weakest guard, with your cultivation and wisdom, you can completely enter it." ”

Luo Xiaofeng said curiously: "Three passages?"

The little old man nodded: "The first passage is located in the mausoleum of Zhao Xun, the emperor of the Great Zhao Empire, the second passage is located in the Liuxiang Creek a hundred miles away from the Holy Demon Temple of the Great Yin Empire, and the third passage is located under a 100-million-year-old Bodhi tree in the core layer of the Ten Thousand Beast Forest. As the little old man spoke, his body suddenly trembled violently.

Luo Xiaofeng hurriedly held him up: "What's wrong with you?"

The little old man trembled and stuffed the black dry tobacco pouch into Luo Xiaofeng's arms: "Magic Smoke Tower...... It's hidden here...... The third channel...... Guarding the weakest ...... You can ......" Before he could finish his next words, he turned into a faint plume of smoke and disappeared into the Magic Smoke Tower.

The Blood Flame Divine Sword in Luo Xiaofeng's hand was still there, but the long sword in his other hand suddenly turned into a puff of black smoke, floating in the Demon Smoke Tower. In an instant, it melted into the endless black smoke.

Luo Xiaofeng was stunned, the disappeared long sword was very similar to the demon divine sword that he had disappeared before.

Could it be that the missing Demon Divine Sword has also turned into a wisp of resentment?

Where is Demon Excalibur?

Luo Xiaofeng doesn't know!

Everything can produce resentment, but it is extremely rare for resentment to turn into its original form!

Just when Luo Xiaofeng was thinking nonsense, the second empty path man ran over in a panic.

"Young Master Luo, strange things...... Strange things ......" The second empty man was pale, and he couldn't even finish his words.

Luo Xiaofeng put the black dry tobacco pouch into his infinite space, and frowned: "What's the strange thing?"

"On the grave...... There is movement...... You go and take a look......" The second empty man stammered.

Luo Xiaofeng's complexion also changed, and he knew that the grave that the second empty Dao person talked about must be the huge tomb where the villagers of Baijue Village were buried.

There's movement on the grave, what the hell is going on?

Luo Xiaofeng swept towards the bamboo forest like lightning.

On the edge of the bamboo forest, on the high raised grave, wisps of black smoke rose out, and you could see it clearly from a distance.

Luo Xiaofeng's eyes widened, and he muttered to himself, "Resentment...... Resentment ......"

The second empty man looked at Luo Xiaofeng blankly, he didn't know what Luo Xiaofeng meant.

Resentment? Dead people still have resentment? Resentment can turn into wisps of black smoke?

The second empty road people can't figure it out!

Luo Xiaofeng clenched his fists, and at this time, he suddenly felt that the black dry tobacco pouch in his infinite space shook strangely.

Luo Xiaofeng's eyes flashed, and as soon as he waved his hand, the black dry tobacco pouch in the infinite space was in his hand.

Strange things happened, wisps of black smoke came out of the grave, and they all rushed towards the black dry tobacco pouch in Luo Xiaofeng's hand.

The thin black smoke twisted and changed, rushing towards the black dry tobacco pouch in Luo Xiaofeng's hand.

Inside the black dry tobacco pouch is the legendary Magic Smoke Tower.

In the thin black smoke that twisted and changed, there seemed to be familiar faces hidden.

Luo Xiaofeng's lips trembled, and tears welled up again.

The wisps of black smoke from the grave have finally disappeared!

Everything is back to normal.

Luo Xiaofeng stood in front of the grave with a sad expression.

The second empty man stood silently to the side, and he didn't know how to comfort Luo Xiaofeng.

"If the Dark Demon Gu is dead, it will also be resentful!" Luo Xiaofeng sighed, turned around slowly, and looked at the Second Sky Daoist coldly: "Although the Dark Demon Gu is terrifying...... But I'm sure I'll find a way to kill them. ”

The second empty man frowned: "There is one thing I haven't told you. ”

Luo Xiaofeng said, "What's the matter?"

"Before Sikong Shu died, he told me that the Fire Cloud Pill could suppress the Dark Demon Gu. ”

"Huoyun Pill?'s Huoyun Pill of Huoyun Palace?" Luo Xiaofeng said in surprise.

The second empty man nodded: "Not bad!"

"Sikong Shu has been in the basement for fifty years, how can he have the Fire Cloud Pill of the Fire Cloud Palace?" Luo Xiaofeng was puzzled.

(End of chapter)