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And he wasn't the only one, next to Ling Xiaoye's left was Su Mengyu, and on the right was an unknown martial artist.

Ling Xiaoye continued to look for a while, and saw that about fifty or sixty people were pinned to the wall like this, like a swarm of mosquitoes falling into a spider's web.

Become someone else's prey!

Ling Xiaoye thought about it carefully, and let out a cold sweat: "What should I do?"

Maybe it's because he has experienced too many unbelievable things, Ling Xiaoye has developed a habit, and when facing difficulties, he can't help but ask himself.

He wanted to send a message to Agugula and them, but it seemed that the divine thoughts were blocked and could not be used at all. The situation was really not good, Ling Xiaoye's mind could be said to be a little confused, and he had lost his skills all of a sudden.

Now he subconsciously shouted to Su Mengyu: "Mengyu, have you woken up?"

After calling two or three times, Su Mengyu did not respond, and there was no sign of waking up.

Just as Ling Xiaoye was about to continue shouting, a voice like a bell rang out: "Young man, tell me what the curse marks and inscriptions in your body are!"

Ling Xiaoye only realized at this moment that his attention had been running away from this danger, and he hadn't paid too much attention to what the environment he was in now.

Following the sound, Ling Xiaoye found that they were now being captured by mysterious figures, and they were nailed to the wall one by one along the circular wall.

The circular wall, in the middle of which is a churning white mist. Because Ling Xiaoye's divine thoughts couldn't be unleashed, he didn't know what was underneath.

Then, the big stone man slowly emerged from the mist, like a bubble rising from the bottom of the water, slowly.

On the shoulders of the big stone man, the purple cloud marten is also on it, but this little guy is sleeping on the shoulder of the stone man.

Ling Xiaoye looked at Ziyun Mink and wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it all of a sudden.

The voice sounded again: "Young man, the old man's patience is limited!"

At this time, Ling Xiaoye seemed to hear the source of the sound, and he felt that the sound was coming from behind the stone man.

This discovery, in fact, is the same as the result of no discovery, because in this circular space, except for the warrior who was fixed on the wall by a mysterious person, only the stone man remained.

Ling Xiaoye asked in a lost voice, "Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am. But the curse marks on your body, as well as the inscriptions, seem to be the kind I am familiar with, come on, your surname is Yang?"

The bell-like voice once again shook Ling Xiaoye's eardrums painfully.

"No, but these spell marks were indeed taught to me by a senior surnamed Yang!"

Ling Xiaoye answered this question truthfully, now that his hands and feet are tied to the wall, it can be said that he can be slaughtered by others, and if he doesn't learn to be smarter, he really won't know how to die.

"Then tell me why there are such spell marks and inscriptions!"

There was obviously a hint of impatience in this voice.

Ling Xiaoye had nothing to hide at this time, from the meaning of this voice, he could still feel that this person and the underworld must be related, otherwise he would not have been asking about the curse mark and inscription like this.

Immediately, he briefly explained the matter of Yang Chen and the Xuanming spell to the stone man.

After hearing that voice, he was silent for a long time.

Taking advantage of this gap, Ling Xiaoye continued to observe the situation of the nearby martial artists, these guys who were nailed to the wall like Ling Xiaoye were obviously still asleep, or unconscious, which could not be determined.

"Then you are destined, but it's a pity that ......"

The bell-like voice said half the words, and left half the words.

Ling Xiaoye was speechless at this time, and he couldn't figure out what this voice had in mind when he asked these spell marks and inscriptions.

After a moment, the voice continued, "How can you have three fragments of the Stone of Apocalypse on your body?

Ling Xiaoye was secretly surprised, because all along, he had been hiding his own Apocalypse Stone and other things according to the spell that Agugula had told him.

At the beginning, even the white-haired old man who broke the Yuemen didn't know what was strange about him. But in front of this voice, it was seen through at once.

Beads of sweat flowed down the recesses of his body, and Ling Xiaoye felt an unknown pressure on his body, which made him very nervous. Some time ago, the Great Commander of Bawang and the wandering spirits of the Protoss did not see through the fragments of the Stone of Revelation on their bodies all at once.

That means that this person who speaks may be much more powerful in cultivation than these demon or god spirits!

In this world, masters who are many realms higher often glance at it, and when they probe, they know the details of their opponents.

Obviously, this person who spoke is like this, and his strength is definitely not low!

Ling Xiaoye's thoughts were a little confused, and after thinking for a while, he told him about his life experience and told this big stone.

After listening to Ling Xiaoye's booing, this voice said, "Orphan, Yunkong Mountain, by chance, the jade pendant was integrated into the body, and it had the fragment of the Stone of the Apocalypse?"

"You're making me happy!

"No, it's all true, and there's no good in lying to you!"

"Aren't you a member of the Protoss?"

"No, but to be exact, I'm a human with a bit of demon blood!"

"This ......"

"Could it be that you are from the underworld?"

At this time, it was Ling Xiaoye who asked rhetorically.

"Hades, it turns out that you are the traitors who call us gods. ”

The bell-like voice suddenly became a little hoarse.

Ling Xiaoye suddenly felt a little relieved, it seemed that he had really come to the cave of the underworld by mistake, so he continued: "I have a little relationship with the underworld, originally inherited the Xuanming spell of Yang Chen's predecessors, and later in the treasure hall, I learned the corpse summoning spell, and also learned a lot of inscriptions of the underworld. ”

"Young man, have you learned the two peerless courses of our Yang family?"

"These two underworld exercises were learned from two different places, I don't know if they are in the same vein......

Ling Xiaoye answered truthfully again.

"Hey, I didn't expect that there would be a human being who could practice two completely different underworld exercises at the same time, it seems that you must have some secret treasure on your body, which played a key role. ”

As soon as this voice said this, Ling Xiaoye suddenly remembered that the inscriptions produced during the cultivation of the corpse summoning spell were indeed absorbed by the Divine Wood Spirit.

"Shenmu Spirit?"

That bell-like voice suddenly said what was in Ling Xiaoye's body.