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The whining wind is like a ghost crying, and the sun is shining, without a trace of temperature, on the contrary, it is cold.

Li Zong's face suddenly became gloomy, his blood-colored eyes were extremely cold, and the murderous aura was like a coagulated blood clot, splashing on Tong Lao.

The crisp sound of brass bells echoed in the air, and the head of the young child puppet rotated 180 degrees, and the raw white dead fish eyes were emotionless.

"Jiji, it seems that the old man is right!" Tong Lao's face was hideous, his eyes were full of ghosts, and his tone was stiff and undisguised with bitter hatred: "The old man is going to kill Qin Hao and destroy the Qingyun Sect, I wonder if the Blood Shura is willing to help the old man?" ”

Time and space seemed to be frozen, Li Zong's pupils suddenly contracted into a pinpoint shape, his heart beat irrepressibly, but his whole body seemed to be watered with ice water, and the cold cold instantly wet his back.

Quiet!

Dead silence!

Kill Qin Hao!

Four words, like a spell, even if he has guessed the purpose of Tong Lao, but the moment the other party really said it, an unwarranted fear suddenly surged into his heart, as if a pair of terrifying eyes looked at him in the depths of the void, like a man's back.

Delusion, but incomparably real illusion.

Li Zong's eyebrows trembled, and he bit the skin of his mouth, and the smell of blood stained his mouth, which was quickly transmitted to the cerebral cortex through the tongue coating, diluting the fear in his heart.

He squinted with one eye for a long time before he said slowly: "What if I don't agree?" “

Tong Lao looked at Li Zong with great pain, and said in a low voice: "Then, in order to prevent you from leaking secrets, the old man can only leave your life behind." “

As he spoke, the blood jade dagger emitted a dazzling blood light, and the demonic runes flickered sharply in the air, and the space within a kilometer was dyed red.

A toddler puppet with its mouth open and a rattling sound like a gear.

Li Zong touched the spell mark rune on his neck, and said hatefully: "I promise you, but you have to help me kill someone first!" “

"Huh?" Tong Lao frowned.

Li Zong sneered, "If you don't even have the ability to kill this person, then don't be ashamed to kill Qin Hao, I, Li Zong, will not go with you to die in vain!" ”

"What's more, killing him can be regarded as my Li Zong's vote, and you better trust me, right?"

Tong Lao restrained his killing intent, looked at Li Zong deeply, nodded slightly, and said: "It is worthy of the Blood Shura, it is really so bold and calculating, the old man agreed, so that you can see the true strength of my Demon Cloud Sect clearly... But after the fact, if you dare to play any tricks, don't blame the old man for being ruthless! “

Li Zong said disdainfully: "Kill that person, I, Li Zong, am a traitor, naturally there is no way out, what other thoughts can I not have?" “

"Who's that man?"

"Firehand Zhang Lang!" Li Zong gritted his teeth, and a name burst out from between his teeth, his eyes full of unforgettable hatred.

Tong Lao's eyes lit up, and he really believed in Li Zong's determination at this time.

"Then next, please walk with the old man!" Tong Lao said lightly.

"It's nature!" Li Zong licked his moist lips, the curse marks on his face faded, picked up the hat on the ground and put it on his head, and walked towards Tong Lao.

。。。。。。。

Sinking into the spot for dozens of miles, the crack of the cross star was a pitch-black abyss, and countless strangely shaped boulders followed the sides of the golden vines, like a golden staircase leading to the ground, and around the staircase stood countless strange-shaped guard statues.

The golden vines on the ground spread their teeth and claws, weaving into a huge door, and there were spots of light shining in the texture of the vines, mysterious and holy.

However, on the plain land that was originally around, countless vegetation, weeds, and trees all withered and died.

The top of the mountain is flat, surrounded by thousands of Demon Cloud Divine Towers, one after another, quite an iron-walled city, unbreakable feeling.

The elite disciples of the Demon Cloud Sect were guarding here, standing by in place.

Dozens of metal discs with a diameter of several zhang circled in the air, and the elders of the Demon Cloud Sect standing on the discs looked vertically into the cracks of the Doji Star, peeking at the opportunities and dangers inside the ancient relics.

"How's it going?" The rafter master was dressed in a flaming robe without wind, and his narrow eyes looked at the bottom of the abyss, and it was pitch black.

One after another, the disciples of the Demon Cloud Sect climbed in and out along the vines, and there was a forbidden space circle inside, and no one could control the sky, so they had to climb and retreat honestly.

"There are some stone statues on both sides, engraved with formations, but most of them have failed, and a few of the guards who have been triggered have injured the lives of more than a hundred or so disciples, but it doesn't matter... An elder replied lightly, and at the same time, took out a broken scroll from his bosom.

I don't know what material the scroll is made of, it has been eroded by the years, and it is barely well preserved, but the handwriting on it is stained with blood, but it has become blurry and illegible.

“。。。。。 Tianyu wrinkled... Go to pieces.... Ancient death... Guangcheng's thirteen sons were buried. Gold... The mausoleum was destroyed. Hate hate hate hate ... When the blood moon is in the sky... Eye... Evil.... I don't see the light of day, and the gods and Buddhas disappear. Can you hide from the Shanguan faction?。。。。 Kill.... ”

After carefully identifying the rafter by word, he probably guessed some information from it: the ruins here should be the disciples of the Guangcheng faction, and in order to avoid a pursuit, the sect was closed and the mountain was closed.

Ancient!

A distant and mysterious word, with a strange magical power, filled the rafter master's heart with excitement, and he gently put the scroll away and hid it in his arms.

As for the rest, what happened to Guangcheng and what happened after the closure of the sect, he didn't need to care, it was already ancient history, and it had no value.

The point is, what will the Demon Cloud Sect gain from this buried sect.

"Almost, the investigation is clear!" An elder walked up from behind, spreading out a map that had just been drawn in his hand, and there was irrepressible excitement in his tone: "The vines are more than 40 miles long, and inside is the Guangcheng Sect, it seems that the entire sect has sunk into the ground and is shrouded in an unknown energy. ”

As the elder spoke, there was still a strange look in his eyes, as if he was still in some kind of shock.

"It's a huge area, but luckily most of the area has been reduced to rubble, buried by rubble, and there is not much real value." The elder said as he drew a circle to the right of the center of the map.

"This is the place where the energy fluctuations are also the strongest, and it should be the core area of the Guangcheng faction... The elder exhaled deeply, and his tone was full of greed: "Sect Master, it has already been determined that the Hidden Palace Pavilion is in that area, and it is relatively well preserved. ”