Kunlun Mountains.

A magnificent palace complex rises above the clouds.

On the plaque hanging high outside the main hall, the three big characters of the Houtu Sect are written vigorously and powerfully.

"Ahh

In the hall, a scream suddenly came from an elder's secret room.

In the room, an old man in a blue robe collapsed to the ground with a painful expression.

Hearing the movement, a middle-aged man outside hurriedly pushed the door and walked in.

After seeing the old man's demeanor, the middle-aged man asked in shock, "Father, what's wrong with you?" ”

The old man hurriedly got up, meditated on his knees and pranayama, and struggled to suppress the disorder of spiritual power in his body.

A quarter of an hour later, the old man spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the momentum on his body plummeted.

"Father, you ...... How did your realm fall to the middle of the Yuan Dan? ”

Seeing this, the middle-aged man's face changed greatly, and his words were full of trills.

But the old man was not surprised, waved his hand and said, "It's okay! It's just a reaction to the destruction of the clone puppet. ”

The old man here is none other than Hou Tu Lie, and the Hou Tu Lie who fell in the border village is just a doppelganger puppet.

"Ahh The middle-aged man was shocked and asked, "Could it be that there are Yuan Dan masters in this Ming Western Expedition?" ”

The old man laughed and said, "Haha! Yuan Dan? Yu'er, do you know what happened to your father? ”

Hou Tuyu twisted his eyebrows, feeling that he was a little abnormal, could it be the sequelae of backlash?

Thinking of this, he got up and hurriedly said, "Father, I'm going to ask the sect master to heal you." ”

Hearing this, Hou Tulie's face froze, and he scolded loudly: "Come back!" This is not to be known to others. ”

Hou Tuyu said worriedly: "But ......"

Seeing his son's anxious appearance, Hou Tulie's expression eased, and he said: "The doppelganger puppet must not be known to outsiders, otherwise there will be endless trouble." ”

Hou Tuyu frowned, and he also understood the truth, there were many factions in the Spirit Clan, and once someone seized the opportunity, he would definitely coerce his father to sacrifice his secret technique.

Today's Spirit Clan is not a hundred years ago, under the erosion of a hundred years of glory and wealth, many factions have been split within the Spirit Clan.

When the Great Spirit Dynasty was not destroyed, the various factions could still maintain their sanity and limit themselves to verbal warfare with each other.

In the ten years since the loss of the state, the various factions have begun to tilt against each other, all wanting more benefits.

Putting aside these thoughts, Hou Tuyu sighed and said incomprehensibly: "It's only a hundred years, have they all forgotten their mission?" ”

Hou Tulie spat out a mouthful of blood foam, and said coldly: "The holy relics are incomplete, the spiritual path is difficult to open, and some spirits have long lost their enterprising spirit, and just want to stay in the nether realm and survive secretly. ”

Hearing his father's words, Hou Tuyu said in a low voice: "Now that the holy sword is dim and the holy disk is nowhere to be found, we ...... Will we still have to go? ”

The corners of Hou Tulie's mouth rose, and he said mysteriously: "My father has discovered the traces of the Holy Disk!" ”

Hou Tuyu was slightly stunned, "Is the holy plate in the world?" Where......"

Hou Tulie interrupted: "You don't have to worry about this matter, take care of the current matter." ”

Hou Tuyu frowned and replied: "The Ming Dynasty is too strong, why should the sect master be willing to seek the near and far?" ”

Hou Tulie waved his hand and said, "The blood of the Tubo people is too thin, and their qi and blood cannot water the holy sword. ”

"That ......"

At this time, Hou Tulie's face sank, and he said impatiently: "You go to arrange it as soon as possible, remember to collect qi and blood, and don't stick to the city." ”

Seeing his expression, Hou Tulie was a little afraid in his heart, and hurriedly bowed in response.

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In the village formation.

Ye Yu shook off the dead corpse in his hand, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes, not understanding how this spirit had no spiritual power but no soul.

For a moment he was lost in thought, and as time went by, he became more and more manic.

After a while, a desolate aura erupted from his body, and he opened his mouth and said hoarsely, "Ben...... The body is not ...... Complete, many ...... I can't remember......"

After speaking, he looked confused, looked around, and when he saw Lingmu Feng, his face immediately showed joy.

Staring at him with his devouring gaze, Ling Mufeng felt as if he was being targeted by a foragger, and his heart was instantly stunned.

He said to Jiang Wu beside him in horror: "Brother of the human race, go and overthrow the high platform, maybe you can ....... if you break the formation."

Before he finished speaking, Ye Yu's figure flashed, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Lingmu Feng.

Seeing Ye Yu coming in an instant, Ling Mufeng's words stopped abruptly, and he was so nervous that he didn't dare to move.

Ye Yu's face was full of excitement, and he slowly lowered his figure.

After landing on the ground, he stretched out his right hand and buckled it to Ling Mufeng's head.

Lingmu Feng suddenly felt a strong pressure coming towards him, and the majestic spirit wave instantly restrained him.

With the last of his strength, he shouted at Jiang Wu: "Go!" ”

His gaze met Ling Mu Feng's desperate eyes, Jiang Wu gritted his teeth and rushed forward, quickly running towards the high platform.

At this moment, Ye Yu only had Lingmu Feng in his eyes, and he didn't care about Jiang Wu's movements at all.

He grinned, slapped it hard in his hand, and suddenly a strong suction force came out.

The sucked Ling Mu Feng's eyes rolled white, and his expression instantly became painful.

Feeling the passage of spiritual power in his body, Lingmu Feng's heart was filled with fear, and his hands were waving wildly.

At the last moment of losing consciousness, he frantically shouted: "Front...... Predecessor! I...... I would like to give...... Give the true soul and be willing to be ...... Willing to be a slave of the previous generation, look ...... I hope that the seniors will be merciful. ”

Hearing this, Ye Yu's hand moved, revealing a thoughtful expression.

The spirit wood wind, whose consciousness was on the verge of dissipation, suddenly woke up, and the terrifying siphon sensation above his head suddenly eased.

He hurriedly spoke: "My lord! The villains are useful, the Jedi are useful! ”

"Huh?"

The ancient syllables sounded in his ears, and Lingmu Feng was overjoyed.

Feeling that there was a play, he continued: "The villain knows where there is a spiritual ......" Seeing that he didn't understand, he quickly changed his words. "Food, the villain knows where to eat a lot!"

Hearing this, Ye Yu hesitated, perhaps considering the truth of his words.

At this time, Lingmu Feng's will to survive was bursting, and he did not hesitate to sacrifice his true spirit, wagging his tail and looking at Ye Yu with pity.

It was good that the true spirit did not appear, but as soon as it appeared, it instantly interrupted Ye Yu's hesitation.

I saw him show a look of longing, and raised his hand to grab the translucent blue bead in front of the door of Lingmu Feng's brain.

"Ahh

The true spirit was pinched in Ye Yu's hand, and Lingmu Feng let out a heart-rending scream.

He looked at Ye Yu with some puzzlement, not understanding why he suddenly changed his face.

"Tru...... ...... ...... Good...... Eat! ”

Perhaps it was to make him die, Ye Yu let out a burst of laughter.

Just as Lingmu Feng closed his eyes in resignation, the air suddenly turbulent, and the scene in front of him quickly collapsed.

"Boom!"

A loud rumbling sound spread throughout the village, which immediately made Ye Yu move, revealing a sluggish expression.

A moment later, he rolled his eyes and collapsed to the ground without warning.

At this time, Ling Mu Feng hurriedly withdrew the true spirit, hunched his waist and gasped for breath, and looked at Ye Yu on the ground in fear.

Seeing him faint to death, Ling Mufeng's face suddenly showed a fierce light, and there was a trace of murderous intent in his eyes