"You...... Are you?!" Su Lin carefully studied Mo Ning's face, and then his face was suddenly shocked, and a trace of horror appeared in his eyes.

I saw that Su Lin was shocked, and his face was full of incredulity. At this time, he finally found Mo Ning's figure from the vague memory in his mind.

"You're that Mo Ning, weren't you killed by Deacon White?" Su Lin reacted from shock, and then remembered that Mo Ning had been killed by Deacon White a long time ago.

"Yes, I am a former disciple of the Three Extremes Sect, Mo Ning. The smile on Mo Ning's face slowly retracted, and his eyes were glowing with coldness.

The next moment, Mo Ning's figure flashed, and he appeared directly in front of Su Lin, a slender palm grabbed Su Lin's neck, like an iron tong.

"Ugh!"

Su Lin's whole person was lifted up by Mo Ning, his feet were off the ground, and the red marks on his neck were scratched by Mo Ning's palms, his eyes were round, and a strange sound came out of his throat, unable to speak.

In this three-pole gate, Su Lin's cultivation is considered to be very top-notch, except for the major elders, even the deacon can't beat him, and the cultivation at the peak of the essence realm can completely sweep everyone in the three-pole gate.

However, Mo Ning's cultivation was two great realms higher than this Su Lin, and the gap between the two could not be made up in any way.

"You...... Your cultivation!" Su Lin kept struggling in mid-air, his neck was clamped by Mo Ning's strong and powerful hand, and it was even difficult to breathe, his face was flushed, he was panting heavily, and his eyes were full of horror.

Mo Ning's face was indifferent, wisps of true qi permeated the dantian, and he said coldly: "Do you know where the Sanji Gate put my uncle's body?"

Perhaps because Mo Ning's cultivation was much higher than Su Lin's, a trace of true qi was used between his words, which actually made Su Lin tremble, his pupils contracted, and he had a burst of heart palpitations.

"I only know that the Great Elder of the Three Poles Gate moved Deacon Zhao's body to the Gate Master's Palace, but I don't know where it is. Su Lin saw a strong killing intent flash in Mo Ning's eyes, and he was immediately frightened, and immediately told him everything he knew.

"Gate Lord Palace......"

Mo Ning groaned slightly, this was in line with the goal of his sect's mission.

Then, Mo Ning's hand shook and directly threw Su Lin out like a sandbag. With a "bang", Su Lin slammed into the ground outside the house, a huge force spread in his body, his face turned pale, and he spurted out a mouthful of viscous blood.

There was a look of viciousness in Su Lin's eyes, but he didn't dare to raise his head, because at this moment, a terrifying oppressive force surged from the space around him, almost shattering his bones.

For someone like Su Lin who had not yet reached the Expansion Dan Realm, Mo Ning really didn't bother to pay attention to it. With a wave of his sleeves, he turned around and walked towards a tall mountain in the distance.

I saw that on the top of that mountain, there was a magnificent palace, magnificent, and from time to time there were deacons and genius disciples of the Sanji Gate walking back and forth.

Now that he has learned the whereabouts of the uncle's body, Mo Ning no longer hides his strength and identity at this moment. There was a low roar from his mouth, and the golden peng spell was knotted on his hands, and the whole person turned into a golden streamer and rushed away.

"Who's that guy?"

Just as Mo Ning cast the Jinpeng magic trick and flew out, several disciples of the Three Extremes Sect not far away happened to pass by, and saw that Mo Ning actually turned into a golden light and rushed out, and the aura on his body soared into the sky, which was very terrifying.

"Gollum. One of the disciples of the Three Extremes Sect swallowed his saliva and guessed, "Could it be which elder in the sect?"

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"When!when!when!"

On the top of the tallest mountain in the Sanji Gate, a burst of yellow bell Da Lu's voice was transmitted suddenly, and the sound of the bell like thunder echoed in the sky above the entire Sanji Gate, and it did not disperse for a long time.

All the disciples of the Three Extremes Sect raised their heads in astonishment and looked at the tall mountain. Those who have lived here for a long time know that this bell is an order to summon all the disciples of the Three Pole Sect, and they must go to the main peak of the gate within half an hour, and those who violate it will be expelled from the mountain gate!

Mo Ning cast the Jinpeng Technique, and in just a few breaths, he arrived at the foot of the tall mountain, and just wanted to raise his steps and walk up, but suddenly heard a deafening bell ringing.

His eyes narrowed slightly, he looked into the sky, frowned, and whispered, "Have I been discovered?"

Immediately, Mo Ning shook his head again, denying the idea in his heart. After all, within this three-pole gate, the highest cultivation was just a cultivator in the Condensing Truth Realm, and he was at the same level, so it was impossible to discover him so quickly.

"Let's go up the mountain first and see what the hell is going on, and we have to gather all the people of the Three Pole Gate. Mo Ning naturally knew the meaning of this bell, and after a little consideration in his heart, he chose to mix in with the many disciples of the Three Extremes Sect and galloped towards the top of the mountain.

"What's going on? It's only been a year, why is it that everyone in the sect is going to gather again?" Mo Ning covered his figure and rushed towards the top of the mountain with a group of Sanji Sect disciples, one of whom kept complaining along the way.

"Who knows what's going on, I just asked the deacon, and he doesn't know. When the other person heard this, he was also puzzled.

"Boom!"

Although Mo Ning suppressed his cultivation and hurried with a group of Sanji Sect disciples, his speed was not slow, and he came to the top of the peak in a quarter of an hour, where there was a large square.

When Mo Ning and the group of Sanji Sect disciples came to this large square, it was already full of people standing at this moment. Mo Ning looked around and found that not only the ordinary disciples, but even the miscellaneous disciples in old clothes had come here.

And at the front end of many disciples, one by one the deacons were dressed in dark gray, and the cultivation of each deacon had reached the essence realm, and he was considered a very powerful powerhouse in the Three Poles Gate.

"Ahem!"

There is also a high platform above the square, on which there are several extravagant and ornate seats. The four elders of the Three Pole Gate were sitting there, all of them middle-aged people, each wearing a gorgeous robe.

These elders are all in charge of the main things in the ordinary Three Pole Gate, but there is no figure of the Great Elder among them, and I don't know where they have gone.

Mo Ning restrained his breath and hid among the many disciples of the Three Extremes Sect, at this time, everyone's attention was on the four elders on the high platform, but they didn't find Mo Ning's unfamiliar face.

"Although the elders of the Three Extremes Gate have all reached the Expansion Dan Realm, the aura on their bodies is not very strong. Mo Ning urged the divine thoughts in the sea of consciousness, and the huge invisible energy fluctuations swept out in an instant, and he immediately sensed the cultivation of the four Tripolar Sect elders, all of whom were at the level of the early stage of the Expanding Dan Realm.

Moreover, the fluctuations of the True Qi in the bodies of these four Tripolar Sect elders were extremely chaotic and unstable. Mo Ning secretly calculated, I am afraid that any person who has just entered the Expansion Dan Realm in the Qingxu Sect can sweep away the two Tripolar Sect Elders.

This is the gap between the weak sect and the top sect. Although the number of disciples in the Three Extremes Sect is small, and the cultivation resources obtained are many, and in the Qingxu Sect, not only is there a large number of disciples, but geniuses are also emerging in an endless stream, and some disciples with poor qualifications cannot be cultivated by the sect at all.

However, as long as it is a disciple in a powerful sect, even if it is just a miscellaneous disciple, he can still sweep away some disciples of the same realm of weak sects, this is the gap between sects!

"Huh?" Suddenly, Mo Ning's eyes froze, and the surging divine thoughts directly swept the entire square, as if he was searching for something. Then his face darkened.

The next moment, the true qi in Mo Ning's dantian suddenly went berserk, and an even larger divine thought in the sea of consciousness swept the entire square, constantly exploring, but Mo Ning's face became more and more ugly.

"What's going on?!, what about the White Deacon?" Mo Ning cast all his divine thoughts, covering almost the entire mountain, but still did not find the figure of the White Deacon.

Mo Ning clenched his fists and his face sank. The aura in his body involuntarily escaped a little, but it was startled that several Sanji Sect disciples next to him retreated one after another.

At this moment, all the people in the Three Poles Gate had already arrived at this square, and there were thousands of people. But under the investigation of Mo Ning's divine thoughts, it was found that among all the people, there was only one missing White Deacon.

The murderous intent in his eyes was revealed, he originally came to avenge his dead uncle, but at this moment, he didn't even find the figure of the enemy, and he had a powerful cultivation, but he couldn't play a role.

"Could it be that Deacon Bai already knew that I was going to come back for revenge, so he fled directly?" Mo Ning had a hint of suspicion on his face, but quickly shook his head a few times.

What kind of cultivation is that white deacon, even if he has been promoted to the Expanding Dan Realm, or even the Condensing Truth Realm during this time, it is absolutely impossible to predict Mo Ning's actions.

"It seems that we still need to find a good one to inquire about the White Butler. Mo Ning took a deep breath, he didn't believe that there was no one in the entire Sanji Gate who didn't know Deacon Bai, as long as he got a little clue, Mo Ning could directly investigate.

"When!!"

At this time, an elder on the high platform raised his hand and shot out a true qi, which bombarded a large golden bell not far away, making a roar, gathering the attention of everyone in the square on the high platform.

And at this time, outside the palace at the top of the mountain, two figures were looking at the many Sanji Sect disciples in the square from a distance, sneering again and again.

One of them was a white-haired old man, dressed in a golden robe, and his thin hands had two or three precious rings on his palms, which shimmered brightly.