The grass and trees, humans, and demon clans in the hundreds of millions of mountains and rivers in the Hundred Tribulation Domain all disappeared with the shattered heaven and earth, turning into a rain of light in the sky, flickering in the inky black, cold, and shadowless dark world, dissolving. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

With the departure of the Suosuo Sect Master, in the dark void, there were only two figures left, one green and one silver.

"Any idea what this is?"

Holding the humanoid mark that exuded colorful brilliance, the cold Tsing Yi Yu Shou turned around and faced Mehal, for the first time, he spoke in a questioning tone, and there was no previous arbitrariness, saying nothing.

In Tsing Yi Yu Shou, who has a clear personality, this is a very strange thing.

"Shinto Soul Seal!"

Maihal, who had silver hair flying lightly, replied lightly, as a person who had reached the peak power of the Nine Heavens of the Yuan Shen, he naturally understood that the humanoid imprint with colorful brilliance in front of his eyes was the core soul imprint produced by the soul of the powerful system master, and if he controlled the seal of the system master, he controlled the life and death of the system master.

To put it simply, it's something like a slave seal that can make the owner of the line submit.

"Quite insightful!"

The cold Tsing Yi Yu Shou nodded, played with the Divine Dao Soul Mark in his hand, and raised his hand to throw it.

"It's my greeting to you!"

As this Shinto soul seal flew towards Maihar, the voice of the Tsing Yi domain guard came coldly.

Before Maihar could react, the Shinto Soul Seal that flew towards him was like a streamer, rushing straight into the mud pill in the center of his eyebrows and into the sea of spirit in his brain. Suddenly, the river flowed into the sea, and in the soul, there was a warm and familiar consciousness, which seemed to be broken as long as Mahal was willing to move his thoughts.

Compared to the control of the slave seal, it is more than a hundred times overbearing, and there is no way to break it at all, unless the person who controls the Shinto soul seal is willing to do so, otherwise he has great magical powers, and he can't get rid of this kind of enslavement.

Mehal, who came back to his senses, was stunned, even with his ancient state of mind, he accepted the power of a department master who had a longevity of 10,000 years, there were ripples for a moment, and this was not Chen Hong's memory.

"The nine major departments are mainly to blame, just blame, offended you Mahal!" The cold Tsing Yi Yu guarded the voice, unhurried, "Xun Ke, Feng Xingyun, Forbe, if you want to thank you, you Mahal!"

"Come with me and someone wants to see you!"

Tsing Yi Yu Shou turned around and strode towards the darkness in the distance, leading Mehal.

Mahal, who had set off huge waves in his heart, suddenly calmed down and was at peace. The nine major line masters, including the head of the Suo lineage, were subjected to such severe punishment because they offended him, and the reason for this was shocking, but thinking of the terrifying existence that Feng Xingyun had said, Mehal felt that there were traces to follow.

Step by step, following behind the Tsing Yi Domain Guard, Maihar was surrounded by some strange power, making him walk on the ground in the void without any impact, and easily followed the Tsing Yi Domain Guard.

The person Mahal wanted to see must be the master of the terror department in the Southern Holy Court, who had his portrait.

If it weren't for this, the mysterious Tsing Yi domain guard would not have made a big deal for Mahal, and even captured the Shinto soul seal of a line master and handed it over to him to dispose of, releasing such a strong signal of goodwill.

This is far beyond the reach of the Northern Holy Court!

With such an overture, the strong thought in Mahal's heart swirled up. As long as he can get the support of such a well-intentioned terror sect master, it will be much easier for him to act in the Southern Holy Court, and he will know the biggest enemy, the White Dragon Dao Monarch, more clearly, with a more perfect grasp, and make follow-up responses.

At the end of the endless black void, a swirling vortex emitted a faint light.

The Tsing Yi Domain Guardian led Maihar into it in one step, and under the vortex, he disappeared into the shattered Hundred Tribulation Domain area, and entered another mysterious spiritual space, beyond the world.

"You're here!"

A strange word, neither big nor small, tepid or cold, resounded in Mahal's ears.

What caught my eye was a slender black-robed figure sitting cross-legged, with delicate and pale eyebrows, born without blood-colored femininity, picturesque facial features, handsome and handsome, with the warmth of the natural earth, a person in the eternal world.

Mehal froze in place.

Obviously, there are thousands of words, and I want to describe the black-robed figure in front of me, but no matter how shocking it is, swallowing mountains and rivers, unparalleled words in the world fall on this black-robed figure, and some of them are just faintly peaceful.

Peaceful, like a piece of waist, warm and fine jade.

The thoughts in Mehal's mind turned a thousand times, and one thought was extinguished. Almost in an instant, he could be 100% sure that in the nearly forty years of his life, he McHal had never seen the black-robed figure in front of him, and even, not even a little familiar, it was completely unfamiliar.

See you for the first time!

"Thank you, Great Excellency!"

The black-robed figure, facing the Tsing Yi domain guard who led the way, bowed slightly, and held the gift of the juniors.

"You're welcome!" The cold Tsing Yi Yu Shou's expression did not change, but his tone softened by half a minute, "Sharp, the little guy brought it to you, with the department master leading the way, it is easy to enter the Southern Holy Court." ”

Sharp?

Mehal, who was silent, shook his body slightly, and his eyes burst with burning essence.

In the whole world, there is only one person who can carry the word Sharp. That is the familiar person, the first person in the Southern Holy Court today, the supreme peak existence, the Holy Lord of Sharp, the master of the White Dragon Daojun.

It is inconceivable that the Holy Lord of the Southern Holy See, Sharp, would know him and hold his portrait.

"The Son of the Times is a talent that can be created!" the cold Tsing Yi Yu Shou bowed his head slightly, "Compared to the disciple with the title of White Dragon Daojun, it is more dazzling, and it seems that Sharp is also a successor." ”

The Holy Lord of Sharp smiled slightly, and there was no refutation of the praise of the Tsing Yi domain guard.

"You have a lot of questions!" Sharp Holy Lord said, his eyes did not focus on the Tsing Yi Domain Guard, but kept falling on Mehal, "If you want to know everything, come to the Nanzhou Holy Mountain in the Southern Holy Court, come to find me!"

Before Mehal had any extra answer, the big sleeves of the black robe of the Holy Lord of Sharp shook slightly, stroking the unresponsive Maihal. In an instant, like a rain of broken light, Mehal collapsed, dissolved into a torrent of memory, disappeared into the dark void in front of him, and returned to the body of the golden palace.

"Boom!"

Mahal's mind shook violently, and the pupils of his eyes opened and closed, bursting with scorching essence.

The silver hair danced wildly without wind, and Mehal suddenly got up, with a terrifying aura at the peak of the Golden Core Realm, surging and raging throughout the hall, still immersed in the truth that had just approached, unable to extricate himself for a long time.

Taking a deep breath of cold air, his gaze involuntarily fell on Feng Xingyun, who was the first to wake up.

Finally appeared... (To be continued.) )