"Moliai, what's going on?"

Hearing this, a slightly gloomy voice came, Xing Shuchen and Mo Protector looked back and saw a tall figure standing behind them. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

When he saw this person, Xing Shuchen didn't feel anything, but Na Mo Protector knelt down in the air all of a sudden: "Mo Liai has seen the sect master. ”

Hearing that this person was the sect master of Na Moliai, Xing Shuchen couldn't help but look at him a few more times, and he felt okay. However, when he thought that Morriai said that he had ordered the slaughter of the village, Xing Shuchen couldn't have a good impression of him, and at the same time he was a little vigilant.

The sect master glanced at him, his gaze was slightly gloomy, and then he turned to look at Mo Protector: "Get up." ”

After Mo Liai got up, he looked around and asked their sect master, "Sect master, why are you here alone, and what about the others in the sect?"

"They're in the back, and I sense something unusual here, so I'll come over first, and the group will be there. The Sect Master replied calmly, and then asked the question just now: "What's going on?" ”

Speaking of this, Na Mo Protector bowed his head and said, "Sect Master, that's the case, your guess is right, this is indeed the place where the remnant soul of the Dead Ancestor is suppressed.

It's just that it hasn't recovered, but it's still being suppressed underground. I didn't know what happened just now, but it actually appeared from the summoning array that was set up by the high priest of the mountain barbarian tribe to summon the priests.

Now that the High Priestess of the Cloud Tribe was doing his best to suppress him, it seemed that he had gained the upper hand, and the remnant soul was being pressed back into the Sealed Land. ”

Before he finished his words, he saw that their sect master had turned into a streamer and went straight to the ring, obviously with a posture of wanting to make a move, but the object of his attack was not the remnant soul of the dead ancestor, but Idomong.

"Be careful!" only to hear a loud shout, a figure appeared in front of Idomon's body, and the Moriai sect master slapped it firmly.

Everyone only heard a loud bang, and the sect master flew backwards a few feet. But Xing Shuchen was slapped by him and smashed to the ground, smashing the ground into a big pit, and Xing Shuchen coughed fiercely in the pit.

At this time, Na Moria also reacted, and asked their sect master loudly: "Sect Master, what are you doing here? It is the high priest of the mountain barbarian tribe who is possessed by the remnant soul, not the Xiaoyun tribe, you are mistaken. ”

After he finished speaking, their sect master suddenly changed his face, and the whole person looked much more sinister, and sneered: "That's right, I hit him." ”

"You ......" Mo Liai obviously didn't understand why their sect master had become like this, so he was even more puzzled.

He was puzzled, but some people didn't have doubts, they only heard his voice coming from the pit that Xing Shuchen smashed out: "Pay you back, change your words." Haven't you noticed that he and Ben are not your sect masters, but the descendants of the Dead Hades Ancestor, the Dead Hades Clan. ”

"What did you say?" Moria couldn't believe it, "Didn't the Dead Hades have been wiped out many years ago, how can there still be descendants?"

"Although I also hope that they will be completely destroyed, but unfortunately, there is indeed a remnant of the Dead Hades, that is, the original Wushan Branch. Xing Jichen flew out of the pit and said to Moliai:

"About the Holy Sword King, maybe you know better than me. But if I talk about this dead underworld, it must be that I know better.

For I had fought with their people, and I knew their breath well. Originally, on your sect master's body, I hadn't felt such an aura.

But when he made a move just now, his breath of the dead underworld was exposed, so I'm sure he was the one of the dead underworld. ”

Looking at Mo Liai, who was still a little incredulous, Xing Shuchen continued: "You haven't figured it out yet, look at High Priest Itomon.

He is clearly the guardian of the land of suppressing the remnant soul. But isn't it obvious enough that the sect master in front of you has ordered the entire tribe to be slaughtered?

He must have killed your true sect master and disguised himself as him, and learned from your master what he wanted to know.

Your master must have said that there is a place where the remnant soul is suppressed and there is a guardian, but he didn't tell you, but after you found this place, he ordered the entire tribe to be slaughtered.

The goal was to remove the Guardian so that no one could stop him from summoning the remnant soul of the Dead Ancestor and resurrecting it. ”

After listening to his analysis, the sect master actually applauded: "Wonderful, wonderful, really wonderful." If one of the people in the Cloud Sect could be as smart as you, I'm afraid my identity would have been exposed. is really worthy of being a personal disciple of Daoist Gu Xuan, Xing Killchen. ”

When he said this, he was acknowledging his identity as a dead underworld. And Xing Shuchen was not surprised that he could recognize his identity.

After all, he had revealed so much information, if that person couldn't recognize him anymore, he wouldn't be able to lurk in that Cloud Sect for so long without being noticed.

But Moriai, when he heard him admit that he was not their sect master, trembled all over, and then his eyes turned red, and he yelled at him: "Bastard, who are you, where is our sect master?"

"Your suzerain is right in front of you, just like a fake, but his soul has become my Shibarang's. You haven't heard of it. The man said lightly.

"I'll kill you!" Hearing this, Mo Liai roared angrily, no matter what level the other party was, he was about to make a move, but he was dragged back by Xing Shuchen.

"Let me go!" he yelled.

"You don't have to be impulsive. Xing Shuchen persuaded, and then leaned over and said something in his ear, which actually calmed him down, but the hatred in his eyes still couldn't be hidden, and he stared at Na Xibarang fiercely.

"You don't seem surprised to see that I'm not dead. After stabilizing Moliai, Xing Shuchen suddenly asked Xibarang.

"What is there to be surprised about, I have long guessed. I'll just say that the plan they made to intercept and kill outside the teleportation array didn't work, and the idiots in the clan still didn't believe it.

Not only did you not die, but you still came here. But it just so happens that today I will take the remnant soul of the ancestor with you. ”

"Aren't you going to resurrect your ancestor?" Xing Shuchen immediately figured out the key to his words.

"You're a dying person, and you still have so many questions. Shibaran snorted, "Since you want to know so much, then I'll tell you." Do you really think that the remnant soul of the Ancestor can be resurrected?"

He was stunned for a moment when Xing Shuchen asked, and seeing his expression, Xi Barang sneered: "This remnant soul of the old clan is already broken to the point of almost dissipating.

The mutilated primordial god like this cannot be resurrected at all, otherwise, do you think that with just this one guardian and one formation, you can suppress the remnant soul that the ancestor has come out again? ”

"Then what's the use of you still wanting this remnant soul?" Xing Shuchen wondered, and suddenly he seemed to think of something: "Could it be ......?"

"That's right. Before he was finished, Shibarang said, "We will use it to break through the ruins of the Holy Sword and suppress the seal of the Ancestral Scepter!"

"Break the seal, he can't even break the seal of this guardian, how can he break the seal left by the Holy Sword King?" Xing Shuchen frowned.

As he spoke, there was a sound of breaking wind in the distance, and a dozen figures flew up, standing behind Nashibarang, and he looked back, and said with a sneer:

"How do you open it? When you die, look at it yourself underground. You think I don't know you're stalling? Do it!"