Jiang Jiu didn't expect the old madman to be so reckless.

He wanted to shout and explain, but his body couldn't move, his mind was so crushed by the terrible aura that he couldn't move, and his mouth couldn't make a sound, so he could only wait for death to come.

The old madman is too strong, he is a Dacheng king-level strength, and he is not an ordinary Dacheng king, but a terrifying existence that controls the power of the Void Dao Rules.

The Void Handprint condensed by the power of the Void continued to enlarge in front of Jiang Jiu's eyes, like a heavenly might, so that Jiang Jiu could only watch it coming, he was too weak at this time, and in the face of such an offensive, he couldn't even give birth to the slightest idea of confrontation.

"Am I going to be killed by mistake like this?" Jiang Jiu muttered to himself in his heart, full of despair.

He didn't want to die just like that, and he didn't want to die in the eyes of the old madman.

Wow!

However, just when he thought he was certain to die, the old madman's big hand condensed with the power of the Void Dao actually passed through his body, as if it had probed his body, but it did not cause him any harm.

It turned out that the old madman exerted such a powerful power just to bluff, and the main purpose was to probe his body to see if there was any bloody breath on his body.

"You kid is really alive, and you don't have the smell of that dirty thing in your body!" The old madman was completely stunned: "You...... How did you kid survive? And how can you kid practice here? There is the aura of the Great Dao left over from the Great War of the Saints here, and even the old man can only barely resist! ”

The old madman looked at Jiang Jiu with a shocked expression.

However, he obviously didn't completely believe in Jiang Jiu's identity, because he knew the horror of the burial blood, it was a terrifying existence that even the ancestor of the Yinyang Dao Academy couldn't suppress ten thousand years ago, maybe there were powerful means to hide the aura, so that he couldn't find out clearly.

The old madman was no longer on guard, but he didn't take Jiang Jiu lightly.

He now wanted to determine whether Jiang Jiu had been taken away, or had been buried and planted with a seed clone.

Once he finds something wrong, he will still go all out to deal with him.

At the same time, he was on the defensive.

After all, the burial blood was a saint-level night demon, and it was still at the level of a peak saint at that time, even the previous old dean of the Yin-Yang Dao Academy couldn't help the burial blood that had been sealed for 10,000 years with the strength of a saint.

He has just become a king realm, and he has to guard against it.

"Lord Dean, it was the first generation of the ancestor of the Yin-Yang Dao Academy who saved me, if it weren't for him, I'm afraid I would have been very few." Jiang Jiu replied truthfully.

However, when the old madman heard this, his brows furrowed deeply, and some killing intent surged on his body again, but when he thought of the power of the sun here and the sun that had disappeared on the sky, the old madman believed it a little.

After all, the sun in the Yin-Yang Secret Realm was actually refined by the ancestor of the Great Xia Dynasty Branch of the Yin-Yang Dao Academy with great mana.

This matter has been known to the deans of the Yin-Yang Dao Academy for generations.

It is rumored that the Great Sun was made by the ancestor of the Yin-Yang Dao Academy, Mo Xian, for decades, and it was almost equivalent to another of his powers.

It's a pity that although the power of that great sun is extremely terrifying, it can't leave the Yin and Yang Secret Realm, otherwise it will continue to wear out.

Moreover, in the great war 10,000 years ago, the consumption of that great sun was also very great, and now, the power of this great sun has long been different.

But even so, only Mo Xian, the ancestor of the Yin-Yang Dao Academy, could control it.

"You...... What did you say? You say that the ancestor of Mo Xian is still alive? The old dean opened his mouth in disbelief, and his voice trembled a little.

That old dean was one of the people he admired the most in his heart, that was the peerless saint who suppressed the peak level night demon of the saint realm with his might, and once suppressed, it was ten thousand years, so that the night demon burial blood could not escape the seal.

Although the Mo Xian Ancestor also lost his life because of this, no matter what, he still successfully suppressed the Night Demon Burial Blood.

"Mo Xian's ancestor is dead, and the person I am talking about is just a remnant spirit left over from 10,000 years ago, and now it has dissipated!" There was some emotion in Jiang Jiu's voice.

The old madman nodded, and he bowed deeply into the void.

He trusted Jiang Jiu even more at the moment, because Jiang Jiu said this, which made him have much less doubts in his heart, but he still couldn't understand it.

"I can believe what you say, but I still don't understand something, you need to make it clear." The old madman said, "How did you manage to practice here without being affected?" You must know that although the aura of heaven and earth here is the strongest, it is also full of terrifying saint-level Dao rule power, how can you not be affected by such a powerful power of the sun? ”

The old madman asked the last doubt in his heart, and at the same time, the killing intent on his body rose, ready to strike at any time.

"Seeing that my inheritance is extraordinary, the ancestor of Mo Xian used my body to exert the power of inheritance, and used all kinds of power to finally kill the burial blood! He also gave me a legacy, and I was not affected by the power of the sun here, perhaps because of it. In fact, Jiang Jiu didn't know the specific reason, but he didn't have anything to do at this time.

In the face of the old madman's killing intent, he didn't dare to be careless.

He knew that if he was thought to have been taken away or had become a puppet of the old madman, the old madman would kill him mercilessly.

"I see! The power of inheritance given to you by the ancestor of Mo Xian...... Can you let the old man take a look? After the old madman finished speaking, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, so he said: "Don't worry, the old man knows that it is an opportunity that belongs to you, and the old man naturally won't ask for it, the old man just wants to make sure that what you say is true or false." ”

The old madman thought in his heart that as long as Jiang Jiu really got Mo Xian's inheritance, then he would definitely be able to prove that what Jiang Jiu said was true.

Mo Xian's ancestor has great magical powers in ancient books, if he really helped Jiang Jiu extinguish the burial blood, it must be true, and it is normal that he will leave Jiang Jiu to inherit it.

"Please also ask the dean's consciousness to enter my soul sea, and the inheritance given to me by his old man is all in it." Jiang Jiu smiled and said, "This inheritance is related to the power of the sun, if the Dean can remove it and pass it on, it would be great!" Although this method is extremely mysterious, it is not very suitable for my practice. ”

Hearing this, the old madman suddenly became a little alert, but after he took a deep breath, he dived a wisp of divine power into Jiang Jiu's soul ocean.

"This colorful memory light group is the inheritance left to me by the ancestor of Mo Xian, I think that in addition to his old man wanting to pass on his cultivation experience and insights, he also wants me to pass on his old man's inheritance." Jiang Jiu saw the old madman's thoughts and hurriedly said.

"I didn't expect what you said to be true! It seems that the old man is too vigilant! The old madman said this, but he was still on guard, and now he was even more defensive.

As the saying goes, the closer you get to the truth, the more dangerous it becomes.

Jiang Jiu was so willing to let him explore the inheritance light group left by Mo Xian's ancestor, which made the old madman have a lot more suspicions in his heart.

"Let the old man confirm whether this light group is really left by the ancestor of Mo Xian?"

Although his heart was full of vigilance and suspicion, the old madman couldn't help but probe his mind into the colorful light.

Swish!

However, at this moment, the colorful light suddenly emitted a suction force, which instantly sucked the old madman's mind into it.