Hearing Shang Chuyang's question, the man with the scar on his face glanced at him slightly, and then said:

"Brother Chuyang came just right, your Lingbao Pavilion temple is too big, can't accommodate a few of our little monks, just according to your instructions, send the young son's body back, the third master didn't even ask, a few little brothers guarding the city were killed by him on the spot, this is estimated to be done for us a few old things to see, if we don't leave, the results are self-evident, since we can't stay here, we leave is, Brother Chuyang take care." ”

After listening to the man, Chu Yang secretly said that it was not good, so he was afraid that this would happen, so he hurriedly rushed back, and finally was a step too late, and then hurriedly pulled a few worshippers to speak:

"Several Daoists have been in this pavilion for thousands of years, don't you know who the old man and the eldest brother are?

Dinghua has just lost his beloved son, and he will do such a thing on impulse, you go back first, I will deal with this matter, and the old man is here to promise you that he will give you a satisfactory explanation. ”

"Okay, Brother Chuyang, don't be too embarrassed, it's really not okay, let's leave. ”

Looking at the back of a few people leaving, Shang Chuyang's eyes were also full of resentment, sighed slightly, and walked towards the cabinet, as soon as he walked into the house, he saw Shang Dinghua squatting next to his son's corpse, with tears on his face, and his mouth was still roaring:

"My son, don't worry!

No matter who kills you, my father will definitely let him pay for his life, you can go in peace, my poor Xuan'er. ”

Seeing the scene in front of him, Shang Chuyang stood aside and didn't know how to speak. At this time, Shang Dinghua seemed to notice his arrival, and then whispered:

"Second uncle, poor Xuan'er went like this, shouldn't we avenge Xuan'er?

He's your own grandson!Who killed Xuan'er, do you know? ”

Hearing Shang Dinghua's question, Shang Chuyang was also very embarrassed, not only did he know who the murderer was, but he couldn't do anything about it when he saw Xuan'er being killed. Even so, Shang Chuyang still opened his mouth to persuade:

"Xuan'er's dead second uncle is also very sad, but he screamed and scolded the two elders of the Golden Crow Immortal Sect, can they let him go?

It was Situ Zhuo, the eldest son of the head of the Golden Crow Immortal Sect, who killed Yu'er, can we avenge this revenge? Dinghua, you listen to the second uncle's advice, let's put this matter down, don't vent your grievances on other people in the pavilion, if the offerings in the pavilion are gone, the Lingbao Pavilion that the eldest brother worked so hard to create will no longer exist!"

After listening to Shang Chuyang's words, Shang Dinghua's resentment was not alleviated at all, kill my son, just let me put it down like this, it's just a dream, good you Golden Crow Immortal Sect Situ Zhuo, even if Lao Tzu can't kill you, someone must be able to deal with you.

Knowing who the enemy was, Shang Dinghua also made a plan in his heart, and then swept away the gloom on his face, stood up, and arched his hand at Shang Chuyang:

"The second uncle is right, it was the nephew's fault just now, and he shouldn't have spoken ill of a few worshippers, and now the nephew will go to appease a few worshippers, and ask the second uncle to take care of Xuan'er's body. ”

Seeing that he seemed to let go of his obsession, Shang Chuyang also felt a little appeased in his heart, and then said:

"Dinghua, don't worry, the Golden Crow Immortal Sect has done a lot of evil, and several other sects will definitely not tolerate him, it's just a matter of time, when the time comes, Xuan'er's revenge can naturally be avenged, and the second uncle will choose a good day to bury Xuan'er. ”

After hearing Shang Chuyang's words, the latter snorted coldly, and he was also thinking with great disdain in his heart:

"Damn old thing, what you say is better than what you sing, Lao Tzu has a spirit stone, naturally someone will help me avenge my son, wait for Xuantian to end you old things, let's talk about it if you can survive!"

After thinking about it for a while, Shang Dinghua said to Shang Chuyang respectfully:

"Then the nephew is here, thank you second uncle. With that, he turned and walked out of the hall.

At this time, Situ Zhuo and the three of them had already come to the door of a dilapidated house in the city, which was empty and lifeless everywhere, and just standing here gave people an extremely depressing feeling.

Feeling the vision around him, Situ Xiangshan smiled slightly and said:

"Looks like this is it.

Let's go, let's go in. ”

After saying that, the three of them walked towards the house, and as soon as they entered the house, they heard a gloomy and strange sound.

"Dust to dust, dust to dust.

The living are alive, and the dead have no soul.

Grievances in the past, revenge in the old world.

I don't know what a few Taoist friends are talking about here?"

As soon as the words fell, Situ Zhuo looked around, and after looking for a long time, he didn't find where the sound of this small room came from, then Situ Xiangshan patted Situ Zhuo's shoulder and said casually:

"There are tens of millions of high-grade spirit stones, just in exchange for a boy's life, I wonder if your pavilion is willing to take this order?"

As soon as the words fell, a black mist slowly condensed into an old man's appearance in front of the eyes of the three of them, although he couldn't see the old man's appearance clearly, but seeing the half-hunched figure of this person on crutches, he knew that he was definitely not a young man.

At this time, a hoarse and ugly voice, accompanied by a little strange laughter, came from the old man's blurred figure:

"It turned out that a few adults from the Golden Crow Immortal Sect had come, I wonder if a few adults wanted the life of that chief disciple?

I'm afraid that this mere tens of millions of top-grade spirit stones are not enough. ”

After listening to the other party, Situ Xiangshan smiled and said:

"Your Excellency, the kid that the old man wants your pavilion to deal with is just an unknown teenager, neither a second-rate sect nor a first-class sect, and even the old man doesn't know where he came from. ”

"Before the start of each Lingwu Xuantian Meeting, it is an eventful time, and it can give the two boys a headache, I'm afraid it's not that simple!

Please also tell Elder Shan in detail, why don't you do it yourself, what is the reason, and please explain it clearly, otherwise we will not be able to take this order. ”

After the old man finished speaking, Situ Xiangshan frowned slightly, and said again: "This son met with the old man's little nephew Situ Zhuo at the auction of Lingbao Pavilion, and he is accompanied by the two old things Shang Yuanyi and Shang Chuyang, so it is inconvenient for us to do it. Old man Gu observed that the kid should be pregnant with Shura blood, and the old man who followed him should be Xuantiancang. If your pavilion can kill this son at the same time, and get the spirit armor he photographed, the old man is willing to buy this armor at a high price, I don't know what your intention is?"

After hearing what Situ Xiangshan said, the old man of the black shadow obviously trembled slightly and paused for a moment before speaking:

"In that case, please also tell Elder Xiangshan what that kid looks like, as for the spirit stones, leave 10 million high-grade spirit stones first, and if there is a need in the future, the old man will inform Elder Xiangshan. ”

After speaking, Situ Xiangshan directly imagined the appearance of Yizhu in the air, and then took out a Qiankun bag and put it on the ground, and left the place in a hurry with the other two.

After the two left, the old man slowly showed his true body, and then showed a weird smile, the Shura blood that has not been seen for thousands of years has finally appeared, if you can get this son to our Blood Demon Pavilion to cultivate carefully, the next Ziyun Killing Emperor election, there will be nothing to do with the underworld and the corpse pavilion.