"Li Mu?" Nangong Wushuang was stunned and stunned.

Li Mu, the king of generals, is one of the most outstanding generals, and the killing god Bai Qi, Wang Qian, Lian Po and the three of them are known as the four famous generals of the Warring States, and is the only good general that Zhao State relies on to support the crisis, known as "Li Mu died, Zhao Guo died".

However, more than ten years ago, King Zhao moved into the Qin State's divisive plan, listened to slander and seized Li Mu's military power, and soon killed Li Mu, which made future generations all sigh and hate, so Zhao Wangjia's suspicions are not a little ridiculous?

"Are you sure you're right?" Nangong Wushuang really couldn't believe it, after all, Li Mu was indeed dead, and he was 100% sure of this.

"This matter is indeed hard to believe, but my intuition tells me that that person is An Wujun who is the most suspicious," Zhao Wangjia said with a wry smile;

"Why?" asked the Phoenix King;

"To tell the truth, when Zhao Guo died, we didn't know how we survived, when we sent away two groups of direct disciples, we vowed to live and die with Zhao Guo, and in the end, Zhao Guo could not escape the end of destruction, but we survived, this is a very bizarre thing," Zhao Wangjia fell into a memory, and when we woke up from the coma, we were no longer in Zhao State, and the battle of the country had already ended.

Nangong Wushuang and King Huang looked at each other, this matter was somewhat unexpected to them, but they did not interject, but waited for Zhao Wangjia to continue.

Zhao Wangjia's palm flashed, and a piece of iron as red as blood appeared out of thin air, and the moment this iron block appeared, the temperature in the entire hall suddenly increased a lot.

"This is a fragment of the Fire Spirit Sword?" Nangong Wushuang and the Phoenix King spoke out at the same time, revealing the origin of this piece of iron.

"Yes, this is the fragment of the Fire Spirit Sword that is held by the great general Li Mu and ranked thirty-ninth on the sword list," Nangong Wushuang and the Phoenix King were able to tell the origin of the fragments, Zhao Wangjia's heart shook, but he didn't feel strange when he thought that the two of them even knew his identity, so he nodded and said, When I woke up, I found that I had this thing in my arms and was wrapped in golden silk armor.

"Because of this fragment, do you think it was Li Mu who saved you in the first place?" asked the Phoenix King, raising his eyebrows;

"No! not because of this fragment, but because of the words on the fragment!" Speaking of this, Zhao Wangjia threw the fragment in his hand to Nangong Wushuang.

"A puppet, immortal and immortal, involuntary in the heart, involuntary in the body, seeking death and destruction, difficult and difficult - herd!" Nangong Wushuang first looked stunned, then moved, and then his heart shook.

The Phoenix King is not calm anymore.

"Li Mu, who is known as the god of the military array and the wolf hunter, actually claims to be a puppet, this is incredible, it is unbelievable, and how can there be a puppet that is immortal and immortal?"

Nangong Wushuang and King Huang were quite shocked, Li Mu's strength was no less than Bai Qi, who was known as invincible, and although Bai Qi was one of the nine gods, his strength was far superior to the other eight gods, and even not weaker than the twelve god kings, so who in this world can control Li Mu?

"It seems that the water behind this is even deeper than imagined!" Nangong Wushuang's heart was a little uneasy, he believed in his own strength, in the same realm, it was difficult for him to have an opponent, but if he wanted to control a strong person like the Twelve God Kings, he admitted that he couldn't do it, these people were all the best in the same realm, the existence of demons, Tianjiao, and sweeping a large number of opponents.

But judging from the words on this fragment, there are indeed stronger beings in this world than them.

"Could it be that someone broke the confinement and stepped into that realm?" Nangong Wushuang murmured, in this realm, it should be regarded as the limit to be able to be strong to his level, if there is anyone stronger than him, then it can only be a high-level cultivation.

"But how is this possible, even the ancient Extreme Dao Divine Objects can't break the means arranged by that person, who has such a ability?" Nangong Wushuang was very confused.

Nangong Wushuang couldn't figure out what was going on even if he wanted to break his head, he patted his forehead, then looked up at Zhao Wangjia and asked, "Then how do you conclude that he broke the seal of Kunlun Mountain? Is it just based on the above words? And how can you conclude that the words above are left by him?"

"I can be sure that the words above were left by him," said the Purple Marquis at this moment, since you know my identity, you should know that I am a friend of life and death with him, and you should know my past.

The Phoenix King raised his eyebrows at this, and his eyes suddenly lit up when he stared at the fragment, and said, There is a trace of blood left on these words, and although the Purple Yi Hou is a human race, he grew up in the werewolf race, so the identification of the breath is naturally accurate, so the Purple Yi Hou is sure that these words are left by him through the blood stains left on it?

Ziyihou nodded and said, this is only one aspect, after all, the handwriting can be imitated, and the blood can also be artificially smeared, so if you want to distinguish whether the words on it are really left by him, you need other proof.

"Please look carefully at the word 'pastoral,'" Ziyihou reminded;

Nangong Wushuang and King Huang were slightly stunned, then closed their eyes, and the soul power like a match instantly poured into the word 'herd', as if they had entered a battlefield with a terrible atmosphere, with corpses everywhere, ruins and broken walls, and a murderous aura all around.

"Buzz!"

"There was a picture in the sky suddenly, it was a middle-aged man in Tsing Yi, his appearance was eight points similar to that of the Marquis in Ziyi, but he suffered a heavy blow, and in the end, he disappeared after saying three words, "It's the god of fauns!"

"Tsing Yi Hou!"

After Nangong Wushuang and King Huang opened their eyes, their faces showed different colors.

"That's right, that's the elder brother Qingyi Hou below, who sacrificed his life in order to leave these three words," Ziyi Hou said with a little sadness;

"Could it really be that he is immortal and immortal? And he wasn't killed at all?" Nangong Wushuang, who has always been unfazed, is difficult to calm down at this moment, but he didn't show it on his face.

"As for how we can conclude that it was he who opened the seal of Kunlun Mountain, it is still in the wounds on the two corpses," Zhao Wangjia then looked at the Phoenix King and said, "Please also open the enchantment, and I will take you to a place!"

"Open it! there are not many places in this world that can leave me," Seeing the Phoenix King looking at him, Nangong Wushuang said lightly;

Zhao Wangjia and Ziyi Hou twitched the corners of their mouths, they didn't have this idea at all.

Under the leadership of Zhao Wangjia, they soon came to a hidden ice cellar, where many corpses were placed.

"Bang!"

Zhao Wangjia slapped his hands and opened two transparent crystal coffins, in which lay two burly middle-aged people in their forties and fifties, naked.

"Huh! Curious's palm print," the Phoenix King was a little surprised to see the big black palm print on the chest of the two of them, she had never seen such an injury, the place where it was bombarded, like hell magma, emitted a scarlet light, as if there was a demon star hidden in their bodies.

"This is due to 'True Martial Heavenly Gong,'" Zhao Wangjia said;

"True Martial Heavenly Skill, that's the mastery of the Faun," the Phoenix King muttered;

"It's strange to say, the Faun's "True Martial Heavenly Gong" was not created by the acquired man, but he was born with it, and this martial art is something that others can't learn," Ziyi Hou fell into a memory;

"So there is no one in this world except him who will know 'True Martial Heavenly Gong' anymore," Zhao Wangjia continued;

Nangong Wushuang was able to judge that the qi and blood of these two people were the same as Zhao Wangjia's, so these two people were indeed the direct relatives of the Zhao royal family.

"The two direct lines that we secretly sent out at the beginning, one should be hidden in this Wangcheng now, and the other is only left with these two corpses," Zhao Wangjia sighed, as for the seal of Kunlun Mountain, we only later learned that it was set by Emperor Xuanyuan, we inquired about ancient books and traced back to the source, and only then did we find out that we are the descendants of Emperor Xuanyuan, so after the seal of Kunlun Mountain was broken, we guessed that the Zhao clan that had disappeared may have been taken by the Faun to break the seal.

"Faun ......" Nangong Wushuang was speechless for a long time, he just wanted to break his head, and he would not have thought that the person who broke the seal of Kunlun Mountain was Li Mu.

"But there may be another person involved in this matter," Zhao Wangjia added;

"Hmm, who else?" Nangong Wushuang hurriedly asked;

"Look at the eyes of these two people again," Zhao Wangjia waved his hand, and the eyelids of the two of them suddenly rolled up, revealing eye beads.

"The eyes of these two men were in a state of vertigo, as if they had lost their minds, but their eyes were full of awe, admiration, and worship, and they seemed to be bowing down and praying to the gods!" said the Phoenix King dumbly, and they should have been in a state of illusion before they died.

"No! more precisely, it is in a dream state, which is caused by the power of a nightmare," Nangong Wushuang said;

He then turned his head to look at Zhao Wangjia and asked, "Who do you think this other person is?"

"Divine dreams!"