A cold wind blew from an unknown place, and when Ning Hao saw the scene under the tree, he faintly felt a chill behind him.

What happened just now, the ring was pressed into the head of the man in white, why did he seem to be a different person?

Ning Hao recognized that the ring was the one left by the ghost in the first place, and he was extremely glad that he didn't use it, and at the same time, he broke out in a cold sweat, he had carried such a dangerous thing for so long.

Under the tree, the Thirteen Ancestors looked at the man in white in front of him, and his beard was raised with excitement.

"Seventh brother, is it really you, how did you become like this, where have you been in the past thousand years?"

"A thousand years?" the young man known as Seventh Brother groaned slightly, his dark blue eyes looking into the distance, as if he had thought of something.

"I've been imprisoned in a very strange place, and I was only recently released, and now is not the time to catch up, and I'll tell you more about it when I get back to my family. The man in white said to the old man.

The old man slapped his head and laughed: "Yes, yes, yes, let's get out of here first, I didn't think it was weird here when I came here, but now I look at it again, this place is really full of dangers, you see, more than a hundred of us came here together, but now there are only about thirty." ”

Since recognizing this "Seventh Brother", the old man seems to have found the backbone of his heart all of a sudden, sweeping away his previous decadent mood, even if most of the people in the team have died, he doesn't seem to care so much.

The "Seventh Brother" in the old man's mouth seemed to see the people around him, and hurriedly saluted the surroundings: "Thank you for coming here to save me, but as long as you can go back alive, I will implore the master of the family to raise your level by three levels." As for those loyal ministers and soldiers who unfortunately died, the family will pay the highest standard of compensation. ”

The original colleague has become the current "Seventh Brother", they don't understand what to call him, and what this person just said is an exaggeration.

In fact, the Ning clan, as the leading big family in the cultivation realm, has an extremely strict hierarchy, and the various systems and rules in the clan are strict and rigid, and even the head of the family has no way to casually improve anyone's rank and treatment.

The steward beside the old man seemed to remember something, and asked with some uncertainty: "A thousand years ago, there was an ancestor in the family, ranked seventh, known as the "Demon Master", I don't know ......"

Hearing the steward's words, everyone looked at the young man in front of them in disbelief, the legend of this "demon master" has been passed down in the clan for thousands of years, and it has not stopped.

As one of the "Ning's Hundred Masters" at that time, this "Seven Ancestors" was the most famous, and under his leadership, it took less than a few decades for the family to develop from a second-rate family to a first-class family second to none.

Legend has it that this "Seven Ancestors" died once when he was a child, but he came back to life strangely, and the miracle doctors at that time once said that he was "a person who disobeys his fate, and the sky is difficult to collect".

Good at scheming, wise and almost demonic, knowledgeable, and daring to be the world's teacher, so people at that time called him "demon master".

The Thirteenth Ancestor smiled slightly and said, "That's right, the family received a summons from the Seventh Brother before, so I hurriedly summoned everyone to this forbidden area. In order to act cautiously, we have not revealed it to you, and this time our task is to welcome the Seventh Ancestor back to the family! As for what the Seventh Ancestor promised you just now, you can rest assured, with his reputation as a 'demon master', I am still afraid that I will not be able to deceive you?"

Everyone was thrilled to receive the confirmation of the Thirteen Ancestors, on the one hand, they thought of the rich rewards promised by the Seven Ancestors, and on the other hand, they could see this legendary figure face to face.

As for the man in white who was originally possessed, no one paid attention to this problem anymore, or it could be said that that person had been "deliberately" forgotten by everyone present.

"Brother Seven, let's go back now!" the old man asked.

"Well, okay, but where did you find this ring?" the Seventh Ancestor asked casually.

"Right at your feet, this is it. The old man said, pointing his finger, "I saw this Reaver Ring as soon as I came, and the ring was still glowing, so it was easy to see." ”

It turns out that this ring is not a soul ring at all, but a soul retainer ring. The Soul Snatcher Ring can nourish the true soul and help the monk who has lost his body to seize the body. And this one on the head of the Seven Ancestors is even more extraordinary, there are two of them, known as the Yin and Yang Soul Snatcher Ring, in addition to the original effect of the Soul Snatcher Ring, no matter how far the two rings are apart, they can be used to transmit simple information with the ring.

Ning Hao had goosebumps when he heard it on the tree, this "Seven Ancestors" was the ghost at that time, and he was really cunning. He gave the ring to Ning Hao, from the very beginning to locate his position, and also sent a message to the family. What's even more terrifying is that Ning Hao actually carried the ring for so long, and he was not taken away by that ghost.

In fact, even Ning Hao didn't realize it now, due to the special physique of the rat itself, as long as Ning Hao didn't take the initiative to use the ring, the ghost didn't have the possibility of occupying Ning Hao's body at all.

"Could it be that people in this world are so insidious?" Ning Hao was afraid for a while, and kept scolding in his heart. He had been living in the jungle before, and most of the people he came into contact with were unintelligent beasts, which once again reminded others of the sinister nature of their hearts.

"I still think the way you died is handsome and cool, and co-authoring is really just pretending to be handsome, just deceiving my feelings like this?"

"Fortunately, your grandfather and I are highly skilled, and I regard magic weapons as dung, so I couldn't fall for you at all. ”

Ning Hao suddenly began to be proud, and even showed a cheap smile. But if it's really "treating the magic weapon as dung", why do you have to carry this ring all the time, you can't get it if you throw it away, even if you throw it, you still throw it so close. Ning Hao originally probably wanted to pick up the ring back, but the god of luck finally favored Ning Hao, because of his greed for money and because of his timidity, he was able to escape this catastrophe.

The Seventh Ancestor under the tree didn't know that Ning Hao was hiding in the hollow of the tree above his head, he thought about the old man's words, and then asked, "Oh, did you find any animals around at that time, such as a big mouse or something?"

"Big rats?" the old man thought for a moment and replied, "There are quite a lot of monkeys and squirrels around, and I don't see any rats." ”

"But there is one next to us!" Before the Seventh Ancestor could speak, the Thirteenth Ancestor seemed to suddenly think of something, only to see him raise his hand and point, and the big tree beside him instantly turned into a pile of wood powder floating in the air.

Ning Hao was still listening to it with relish in the tree hole, but he didn't expect to be discovered so easily.

Ning Hao, who fell from the sky, was caught in the hands of the old man, and the old man held the mouse and said, "Seventh brother, is this a mouse?"

The Seventh Ancestor in the old man's mouth glanced at the rat and chuckled: "No, it's a much bigger rat than this, uh, forget it, I just said it casually." But thirteen, you have actually cultivated to the true realm, you can see through the falsehood, and see the truth, I remember that you are the slowest cultivator. ”

The old man laughed, threw the mouse out, and said: "This is not called slow cultivation, it is a thousand years, if it weren't for the secret medicine of life extension, my longevity would have been exhausted long ago, but I can only cultivate to this point, but I am willing to see you again, Seventh Brother, and let me die." ”

The Seventh Ancestor looked at his former brother, who had become a white-haired old man who had become a white-haired old man, and couldn't help but feel sad, and his eyes were red.

"Yes, for a thousand years, I don't know what the family is like now, and I don't know what kind of heroes have emerged in this world!" Thinking that he was about to return to the original world, he actually felt a trace of excitement.

"These will be seen when you go out, Seventh Brother, this jungle is a little weird, let's go first. Although the old man was very excited, he was still a little uneasy when he remembered the series of events that had happened in this star.

"Okay, let's go!"

Hearing the response, the old man waved his hand, and the surging force gathered everyone around him. Another magical power also spread to the surroundings, and everyone felt their bodies lighter.

"One-eyed Dragon, it's up to you whether you want to return the way you came or how you travel, you can lead the team!" The Thirteen Ancestors still recognized this person's ability at present, and he had not made full use of it before, so it was not too late to let him lead the team now.

"No!" replied the one-eyed dragon calmly, looking around, and picking up a pinch of dirt and sniffing it a few times.

"This way!" the one-eyed dragon pointed in a direction, which was not the direction he had come, but since he had chosen to let him lead the team, the old man could only trust him.

The group came and went in a hurry, galloping towards the jungle together. In the blink of an eye, everyone went into the verdant jungle, and there was no trace of them, leaving only the corpses of animals, a mess.

Before, Ning Hao flew out of the old man's hand and drilled into the deep forest.

The series of things just now really almost scared Ning Hao's heart out, but fortunately, he became such a small mouse, and he was almost recognized by that ghost.

At that time, the old man's hand was grasped on Ning Hao's body, and the huge power once again refreshed Ning Hao's concept, a human body was much larger than those beasts seen in the jungle.

That chic finger actually turned the big tree into ashes, is this a wonderful immortal art?

However, this strengthened Ning Hao's idea of cultivating hard, and one day, he would never be held in anyone's hands again!

This "demon master" who has seen the light of day is moving forward with the team, and I don't know why, but I always feel that something is not quite right in my heart.

The "Demon Master" frowned, desperately recalling the scenes after the possession. In his mind, what happened in the past turned out to be replayed like a movie.

In the end, the memory screen stayed at the scene where the Thirteen Ancestors caught the mouse.

"The mouse, with red eyes...... That's him...... He has not entered the true realm, but he can hide his cultivation and change his body, is this the power of the Impermanence Heart Sutra?"

The "Demon Master", who knew that he had missed the target, was not lost, but had a surging battle intent rising from his body.

"Condescending, you already know that this ring is a trap, and you don't touch it at all, but take the opportunity to attract people behind the scenes. You've only been cultivating for such a short time, and in terms of strength, everyone here can easily kill you. The enemy is on the side, in the middle of the battlefield, but you are not chaotic in the face of danger, you lift your weight lightly, and finally you can swagger away in front of my eyes. Are we all just jokes in your eyes?"

"A thousand years ago, I couldn't find an opponent in this world, but I didn't expect that now I was spawned by a mouse to fight!

Ning Hao, who was still running desperately in the distance, suddenly sneezed, not realizing that he had been miscalculated as a resourceful opponent, and he was thinking about what to eat for a while.

The fish was a little tired of eating, the wolf meat was too thin and tasteless, and there seemed to be a bear's roar in the distance, and the mouse swallowed his saliva and happily made a decision.