"Elder of the Foreign Affairs Hall, you send a disciple to tell the Qingcheng Sect, the Sword Sect, and the Barbarian King Mountain Sect about Yun Meng's plan, see what their attitude is, if they are still on the same front with Yun Meng, then it also means that they may also have a foot in this matter, and in the case of the unknown situation of the enemy and me, give priority to destroying them!"

Kuruo's voice was full of murderous intent, and after seeing the elder of the inner hall nodding, Kuruo's gaze turned to the criminal law elder, and the murderous aura exuded from his body was suffocated, and then he restrained his killing intent and said mildly: "Criminal law elder, I remember that your granddaughter has a good relationship with Mo Xie."

"What are you going to do? I'll tell you! If you dare to beat my granddaughter's idea, believe it or not, I'll kill you first regardless of the safety of the sect!" When the criminal law elder heard this, the whole person stood up from the stool like a fried cat, his eyes looked at Kuruo fiercely, and his whole body exuded a majestic momentum like a mountain.

"Why are you so nervous? I just want to say that during this time, you need your granddaughter to protect the safety of the ink evil, and the other disciples may have the opposite effect on the ink evil together, but your granddaughter is different, after all, she and the ink evil met in the world, and after a few years of getting along, no one is more suitable than her. ”

"Although your granddaughter's strength is not strong, but you, who are grandfathers, can't fail to think about this, for the safety of the sect and the safety of the next sect master, you need to make concessions. ”

Kuruo waved his hand at the criminal law elder, signaling him not to think about things crookedly.

"Hmph! The old man's contribution to the sect is still less?What? Besides my granddaughter, there is no other candidate for the huge Afterlife Sect? The tens of thousands of shadow guards in your hands are just decorations?" The criminal law elder looked at Kuruo with a gloomy expression, and the other elders may not know some of the details of Kuruo, but he knows.

The Afterlife Sect has been cultivating this group of shadow guards in secret for thousands of years, and he had seen it a few times when the previous sect master was still alive, so that people who have experienced countless turmoil and seen any big scene are shocked, it can be said that a monk is randomly selected from the shadow guards and placed in the inner gate, and it belongs to the top disciples.

The words of the criminal law elder made Kuruo's expression suffocated, and then he said indifferently: "Although the shadow guard is strong, it may not be able to compare to you, a great monk at the peak of the Yuan Infant, right?"

Ku Ruo and the Criminal Law Elder looked at each other, and there was a silent pressure in the air, which made all the elders present move their chairs outwards very absently, after all, with their qualifications and status, they were far inferior to the Criminal Law Elders, and they were not qualified to participate in the war between the two at all.

After a long time.

The Elder of the Grass and Trees, who ranked second among the elders, coughed, broke the silence in the hall, and said as a peacemaker: "Ahem... Why don't we push this matter back first? Now that the sect is quite safe, the threat to the ink evil is not too big, not to mention that he has been staying at home during this period of time, if the Yunmeng Sect wants to be unfavorable to him, he must also break the formation of the cave mansion, and we also have time to arrive. ”

"Hmm. ”

"Anyway, the old man won't give in, the old man's granddaughter can only stay by the old man's side, if anyone hits her head, the old man will keep Xiaoyun even if he is not the elder. ”

While expressing his attitude, the Elder of the Criminal Law also pushed the atmosphere in the temple into absolute silence again.

In the end, this meeting to discuss countermeasures ended hastily in the-for-tat confrontation between the criminal law elders and Kuruo, and the entire hall of the Afterlife Sect began to act like a well-thought-out machine.

As the protagonist of this meeting, Mo Xie is still in retreat, and his ears are not concerned about the world, although the outside world has set off monstrous waves.

Another half a year passed, and the ink evil who was still cultivating slowly opened his eyes, and a trace of red light flashed in his eyes, and then disappeared.

Call!

Mo Xie exhaled a breath of turbidity, and his body shook slightly, shaking all the dust that fell on his body away, and then stood up from the futon, moved his body, and suddenly made a series of sounds like beans bursting, and the crackling sound echoed in the cave for a long time.

The temperament of the awakened ink evil has changed greatly, from the original sharp edge to calm, after this retreat, his cultivation has not improved at all, and he is still at the peak of the early stage of foundation building, but the symptoms of serious inconsistency between spiritual power and the realm have disappeared.

The spiritual power of his whole body has been completely condensed into a thing shaped like a drop of blood, and at this moment it is quietly floating between the spiritual power lake and the egg, and it rises and falls with the tide, this thing is called the Heart of Extreme Killing by the Ink Evil, as the name suggests, it is completely condensed by the power of extreme killing.

The Heart of Extreme Killing is the size of a finger, but it took him nearly a year to do something as big as that, so it can be said that most of his time in this retreat is condensing the Heart of Extreme Killing, and the process is extremely difficult, and many times he will have a desire to give up, which is really difficult.

Because he wants to compress the gaseous power of extreme killing to the liquid state first, and then from the liquid state to the entity, this transformation can not only be completed by perseverance alone, but also requires a large amount of extreme killing power as the foundation, Mo Xie clearly remembers that he has refined his spiritual power hundreds of times for this piece of extreme killing heart.

It is also thanks to the fact that the Ink Evil has an extreme realm that can greatly increase the speed of spiritual power recovery, otherwise it would be impossible for him to successfully cultivate the Extreme Killing Heart now. Nine-zero look

And the effect of the Extreme Killing Heart can only be described in two words, against the sky.

According to the records of the Soul Locking Method, as long as each monk crosses the most difficult threshold, he will condense his own spiritual energy, whether it is recovering spiritual power, or the amount of his own spiritual power, it is twice that of monks in the same realm, especially those monks whose spiritual power surpasses the same realm, and the Soul Locking Method can be said to be a tailor-made exercise for them.

However, the heart of spiritual power condensed by the ink evil is not the same as that recorded in the Soul Locking Method, and his Extreme Killing Heart has far surpassed the Spirit Locking Method itself in terms of quality, because with the blessing of the Extreme Self Realm, everything that the ink evil itself has the right to transcend the limit.

Theoretically speaking, as long as the Ink Evil has been in retreat and cultivating the Soul Locking Method, then the quality of the Extreme Killing Heart will continue to improve endlessly, but the Ink Evil did not do this, after all, a monk's time is limited, he will not stay for a long time for one thing, not to mention that he still has a lot of urgent things to do.

Therefore, he just raised the quality of the Extreme Killing Heart to a level that he was satisfied with, and then stopped continuing to cultivate.

Bang!

Mo Xie's heart moved, lifted the shield of the formation, and at the same time opened the door of the cave mansion to go out and breathe, but at this time, the jade plate beside him suddenly began to flicker, until it flickered nearly two hundred times before it stopped, and Mo Xie looked confused.

"It turned out to be Sister Yun..."

Mo Xie picked up the jade card, and after his mind and the jade card were together, he saw that most of this information was sent by Yun Ziyun, and almost every day Yun Ziyun would send him one or two messages, all of which were asking him when he would be out of the customs, let Mo Xie come to him and so on.

"The Criminal Law Hall and the Refining Hall don't seem to be far away, so let's go to her first, and then go to the Refining Hall to ask about the Instrument Spirit. ”

Mo Xie thought for a while, then set a route, and after sending a message to Yun Ziyun, he left the cave with Mengdie.

But just as Mo Xie walked out of the cave and was about to go to the Penal Law Palace, a very dazzling figure entered his line of sight, and he saw that the person was leaning on a bare tree, with Erlang's legs crossed, and he was not very old from the side of his face, but he was dressed very conspicuously, wearing an emerald green robe.

Then the young man took out a pot of wine from the storage ring and poured it a few sips, but most of the wine was sprinkled on the placket of his clothes, and he didn't know whether he wanted to wash his clothes or his mouth was leaking, but he still looked relatively chic, and his expression showed a sense of vicissitudes that should not have appeared in his age, like a middle-aged man full of stories.

This person is none other than Emperor Xiaoqing....

“？？？”

Mo Xie's face was full of question marks, he didn't know what the little green emperor was doing, but seeing his expression of being indulged in the story, he decided not to bother him, and then walked towards the other end.

"Hey.... What to go, don't go. ”

The little Qingdi, who was still pretending to be vicissitudes, saw that Mo Xie was leaving, so he hurriedly jumped down from the tree and grabbed Mo Xie's sleeve.

"What for..... Don't pretend to be vicissitudes?" Mo Xie frowned, he didn't like someone to pull him, especially when he was pulled by a man in public, I don't know what happened to him, and then Mo Xie raised his arm and pulled the sleeve out of the little Qingdi's hand, and turned around and said.

"Ahem..... Isn't it always waiting for you here.... If you have nothing to do, you can change your style...."

Emperor Xiaoqing rubbed his hands in embarrassment, and when he saw Mo Xie staring at him without saying a word, his expression was a little embarrassed, and then he continued: "That... Before.... Hehe.. What's... You gave me resources before I ran out of them... I think..."

Emperor Xiaoqing said intermittently, but before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Mo Xie's mouth, and he said in a somewhat surprised tone: "What? Running out? Do you know how many resources you asked for last time? That's ten years of resources for ordinary monks! How long have you only used it? One year?"

Mo Xie looked at the little green emperor in front of him in disbelief, but he knew how many resources the little green emperor asked him for last time, it is no exaggeration to say that these resources are placed on the body of an ordinary monk, even if he cultivates day and night, he can guarantee that he will not be worried about the depletion of resources within ten years.

If it is replaced with high-grade spirit stones, it will be nearly 400,000 pieces..... Even the Ink Evil had never possessed so many spirit stones.

"Ahem... I've recently been working on a Gu Dan Fang... You also know about alchemy.... It is impossible to succeed without a hundred and eighty failures.... I also accidentally got on it, so I replaced all those resources with elixirs. Emperor Xiaoqing chuckled embarrassedly, his face was a little red, his eyes were fixed on the ground, and he didn't dare to look at Mo Xie.