Chapter 303: The Truth Is So (Part I)

Chapter 303 [The Truth Is So] (I)

Chapter 303

Xiao Lei's heart moved, as if he understood something, he increased a little strength in his hand, and flicked it again, and the monster's body immediately followed and trembled again.

"Aha, are you surrendering to me? This sword has your blood on it, is it something that controls you?" Xiao Lei smiled slightly.

The monster suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the blade of the sword in Xiao Lei's hand, Xiao Lei was immediately startled, but the monster didn't seem to be hostile, but carefully put the blade on his shoulder, and then hung his head.

Xiao Lei can still understand what it means. Seeing this monster surrender to himself, he couldn't help but feel happy in his heart. He pressed the sword on its shoulder with a big grin and said with a smile: "Okay, although you hurt me just now, but for the sake of you being so honest now, forget it!"

He drew his sword back with his backhand, but the monster suddenly knelt there, as if it had completed some ritual, and hung its head and stopped moving.

Immediately, a cloud of golden light suddenly appeared on its body, and then a trace of golden metal powder spread out from its body, and then condensed into a layer of hard things on the surface of the golden light, and then I saw that with three clicks, the three giant swords on the ground fell into its hands again, and then it quickly petrified, and it had turned into a statue without the slightest sense!

And the only thing left was the sword with monster blood in Xiao Lei's hand.

Xiao Lei was surprised, but the monster in front of him suddenly became smaller. It slowly shrank, and finally shrunk to a height of less than half a meter.

Xiao Lei took a breath and his body returned to its original size. He held up the giant golden sword in his hand, looked at the monster in front of him, and muttered, "What does this mean?"

He thought for a moment, put the golden sword in his hand, which was still huge, into the Qiankun bag, and looked at the statue in front of him, which was only half a meter high. After hesitating for a moment, he took out another Qiankun bag.

It was an empty bag. That was left to him by Xiao Lei from another time and space after he returned from his trip to Europe.

Xiao Lei didn't dare to put this statue in his Qiankun bag full of all kinds of treasures, but he could still rest assured that he could put it in this empty Qiankun bag.

After doing all this, he took out another set of clothes from the Qiankun bag and changed them, and then stretched his body vigorously, and suddenly laughed and said, "Hey, have you been watching? Why don't you speak?"

Xiao Lei's voice just fell. Suddenly, the whole space flickered again, and then the surrounding picture was faintly distorted, and after shaking a few times, there was a bang, and the ceiling appeared above the head, and then the walls and windows also appeared around. The gates have reappeared. The environment is again inside the lobby where it began.

Xiao Lei smiled faintly, then turned around and slowly pushed open the door behind him......

What fell on his face was a beam of sunlight, and Xiao Lei took a hard breath. It was as if I felt the warmth in the air, and then I looked at it levelly.

Before him stood a man.

To be precise, it was a Taoist priest wearing a cyan robe, this person was thin and short, with a sallow complexion, but only a pair of eyes flashed with light.

At this moment, his face was so yellow that it seemed to be smeared with a faint layer of gold, his face was withered, and his eyes were full of despair, staring at Xiao Lei.

A smile appeared at the corner of Xiao Lei's mouth: "What's wrong? It's very unexpected? Or surprised?"

He suddenly smiled and said, "I seem to remember what you said...... What do you say? You say, 'I promise you won't come out alive'. Really?" he sighed deliberately and said leisurely, "It seems." Your promise didn't work. ”

The Taoist priest's face was miserable, and he suddenly laughed miserably, as if a trace of sound was squeezed out of his throat, his voice was hoarse and ugly, and he said abruptly: "I really didn't expect it...... It's you...... You're not Tsukiyama at all...... You're Little Thunder!"

Xiao Lei raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand and wiped it lightly on his face, and immediately returned to his original appearance, then looked at the person in front of him coldly, and said lightly: "It's not just that you didn't expect it...... I didn't even think about it beforehand...... Could it be you...... Alas, I really lost my eyes. ”

"You already knew?"

"It's not too early. Xiao Lei sighed: "I chased all the way to the door of this Taoist temple and saw the sign on the Taoist temple, and I only knew it at that time." I was really surprised...... But when I think about it later, I don't think it's strange...... Well, I really liked you guy...... When I was at the fairy forest festival on Kunlun Mountain, I really thought you were a good person. ”

"I should have guessed that it was you ...... a long time ago," the Taoist priest's face became more and more ugly: "How can the people of the Yuejia land have such a strong mana?" Hmph...... You deal with the last sword of the puppet land...... Clear...... It's clearly very similar to the sword you used when you shot at Monk Gu Zhong at the Immortal Forest Festival!"

Xiao Lei sighed, looking at his gaze with a little pity: "You shouldn't be such a person...... Alas, I should call you the Holy Blood Sect Sect Master now...... Still is...... Sect Master of the Three Qing Sects?

The person in front of him was the sect master of the Sanqing Sect that he had seen at the Immortal Forest Festival, a spiritualized Taoist priest!

"At the Immortal Forest Festival, I really ignored you...... Although I also thought it was strange at the time, why was Xingzi so anxious to expose his strength...... It turns out that the Holy Blood Sect also has a ...... you are secretly in. It's just that I don't understand, why is there such a big difference between you and the way you chase stars?"

Linghua smiled faintly and said, "Star Chaser and I were originally in charge of the Holy Blood Sect together...... However, he is too conceited, and he is determined to dominate the crowd at the Immortal Forest Festival. Originally, the matter of sneaking up on the masters of the various major sects was planned by us together, but unfortunately he ended up in the limelight at the Xianlin Festival, and my persuasion was useless, so I could only lie dormant in secret. ”

Xiao Lei nodded: "That's right." Your principle is to hibernate and slowly plot against the Holy Blood Sect. Chasing stars is a little too hasty. ”

"Hey...... As a descendant of the East China Sea Divine Monarch, he is bent on making a name for himself in the Immortal Forest Festival, which is one of his weaknesses. Linghua nodded.

Xiao Lei smiled coldly: "What happened later? Later, after he was defeated, you suddenly changed your position, and actually helped me to fight against Monk Gu Zhong, and talked everywhere to defend me, what does that mean?"

Linghua said lightly: "At that time, you clearly already suspected Monk Gu Zhong...... Hehe, the head of Xianshan, the head of Xiaoyao, are all helping you, if I help Gu Zhong, am I looking for death? I will naturally stand by your side. ”

Xiao Lei thought about it and said with a wry smile: "But you are really good at pretending to be a good person......

He suddenly asked again, "What is your strength...... It shouldn't be under the star chaser, right?"

Linghua said lightly: "Not bad...... but then he shook his head: "So what? I am far from being your opponent...... You...... You ......"

He suddenly had a face as white as earth, his eyes were dull, and his face was full of despair, and he said miserably: "You...... You were able to take it...... Conquered the puppet ......"

Xiao Lei's eyebrows moved, and he couldn't help but say, "That magic puppet, what the hell is it?"

"Hmph, that's the founding ancestor of my Holy Blood Sect, the puppet created by the person who created this Holy Blood Technique back then!" There was a hint of arrogance in the spirit pill's tone: "Among this puppet, the ancestor used the Holy Blood Technique back then to pour a drop of the most magical blood into it!" That drop of blood, is the ancestor after a lot of hard work to find, the legend is the blood left by the ancient demon god, the ancestor originally wanted to use the holy blood Dafa to absorb that drop of blood, but found that the mana in that drop of blood is too strange, his body can not bear it, so he created this puppet, poured the blood of the gods into the puppet, and then he is slowly absorbing the power of the puppet by himself......

Xiao Lei frowned and said, "The blood of the ancient demon god?"

Linghua shook his head: "It's a pity that the ancestor not only didn't succeed, but he himself went mad and died." However, this puppet has become the most powerful weapon in my Holy Blood Sect! After I learned the Holy Blood Dafa back then, it took a lot of effort to finally find the location of this puppet, and it took endless energy to find a way to control its resurrection......

He glanced at Xiao Lei and said with a wry smile: "Do you think that with me and Xing Chase, we can kill so many masters? ”

Xiao Lei sighed, thinking back to the strength of that puppet, no wonder so many masters died at the hands of the Holy Blood Sect.

"Linghua, as the sect master of the Sanqing Sect, why do you want to plot against the Mingyue family......" Xiao Lei smiled bitterly: "The Taoist temple of the Sanqing Sect in Lingnan is a ready-made feng shui treasure land. Why would you bother looking for another place?"

Linghua shook his head: "Although I have fallen into the devil's way, I am not an ungrateful person...... The Sanqing Sect is my master, the first master was kind to me in the past, carefully trained my apprentice to come out, and passed on my mantle, let me be in charge of the Sanqing Sect portal, how can I turn the Sanqing Sect into the Holy Blood Sect? How can I let it die in my hands?"

Xiao Lei suddenly showed a mocking smile: "Hmph, I can't see it, you still have a little conscience." ”

Linghua shook his head: "I don't have a conscience, it's just that no matter what I do, I can't let the Sanqing Sect die in my hands, otherwise, even if I am sorry for the world, I can't forget the kindness of my teacher to me." ”

Xiao Lei looked at Linghua coldly: "But do you know...... If you really made the Holy Blood Sect a climate...... In the future, the Sanqing Sect will naturally not be able to escape!".