"Who will be the master of the Rebellion Sect who has become the Heavenly Venerable of the Underworld, that is, the Dead Eye?" said the chess real man with a frown.

He believed in Song Mingting's judgment, since Song Mingting said that it was the Heavenly Venerable of the Underworld, that is, the Dead Eye, he would definitely not be mistaken. Now the question is, who is this man?

"Could it be that this person is a Hellworld Heavenly Venerable who has only recently been cultivated, that is, a dead eye?" Song Qingyi guessed.

This is possible, after all, many masters of the Rebellion Sect have not made a move for a long time, and some even live or dead are not known to the outside world, and a lot of information is outdated, maybe someone has secretly practiced the Hellworld Heavenly Venerable, that is, the Dead Eye.

"It's unlikely," Song Mingting spoke, "The Heavenly Venerable of the Underworld is no stronger than other methods, and it is impossible for non-talented people to practice it, and ordinary masters of the Rebellion Sect don't even have a chance to comprehend." In the Rebellion Sect, it is possible to cultivate the Hell Heavenly Venerable, that is, the Dead Eye, but the Ten Thousand Tribulation Demon Venerable, the Dragon Slayer True Person, etc., are only masters of the first phase. ”

"It's also about Yamagoe. Wang Jinglong added.

Over the years, the righteous side has a deep understanding of Guan Shanyue's amazing talent, if it weren't for Song Mingting's brilliance, the most dazzling person of the younger generation would definitely be Guan Shanyue, or Zhao Jingshen and Shang Rulong were inferior to them.

In the case that most of the top geniuses of the Demon Dao were killed by Song Mingting, Guan Shanyue has already become the face of the younger generation of the Demon Dao, if it were not for the existence of Shanyue, the problem of the future of the Demon Dao would be extremely serious. The young masters on the righteous side, few have suffered defeats under Guan Shanyue, Wang Jinglong has been defeated, if it were not for Shang Rulong's timely rescue, I am afraid it would be difficult to stand here (of course, this is Wang Jinglong's own thought, in fact, even if there is no Shang Rulong's rescue, he will not die), so Wang Jinglong will suddenly mention Guan Shanyue at this time.

It was really that he was too impressed by Guan Shanyue's amazing talent, and he has always been haunted by that fiasco.

Everyone nodded involuntarily.

The Hell Heavenly Venerable, that is, the Dead Eye, is a saint-level powerhouse with the same name as the Supreme Tribulation Rebellion Slash, and its fierce reputation is even above the Supreme Tribulation Rebellion Slash.

It's not that the lethality of the Hell Heavenly Venerable, that is, the Dead Eye, is stronger than the Supreme Tribulation Rebellion Slash, but the picture of the two killing the enemy is completely different, compared to the Supreme Tribulation Death Slash that triggers the Tribulation Qi to kill the enemy, the effect of the Hell Heavenly Venerable's death gaze is obviously more impactful.

With such a strong method, it is impossible to practice it without being able to do it.

Compared with others, Song Mingting knows more. Judging from Guan Shanyue's daily contact with the masters of the First Rank of the Rebellion Sect, none of them showed signs of cultivating the Heavenly Venerable of the Underworld, that is, the Dead Eye. It must be known that once a strong method like this begins to cultivate, there will definitely be changes in the cultivator's body, and Guan Shanyue's strength is not difficult to detect this change.

"Could it be that he is a master of rebelling against the Fate Sect?" Lin Feiyu proposed a possibility.

After all, the Rebellion Sect, as a big faction of "crazy people" on the same level as the Taishang Sect, will produce a few "wonderful" people who betray the sect in each generation, and it is not normal to come out of it. And in the past three hundred years, there have been several extremely talented demon cultivators who have rebelled against the Sect.

"It's very likely," Yiqi is really humane, "but we don't know if these people have seen the Hellhell's Heavenly Venerable Dead Eye before they betrayed the Rebellion Sect, and it's not a way for us to guess like this, Master Mingting's nephew, are you going to cast a spell to find clues next?"

Song Mingting nodded.

With the clues he got here, he could activate the Fengge Sword Qi through the deity, and the possibility of getting further clues was much greater.

Not only that, but he would also ask Guan Shanyue to find clues in the Rebellion Sect to see who had comprehended the Hellworld Heavenly Venerable, the Dead Eye, over the years.

"Then do it, and then you have to share this information with the Evergreen Sect, Bodhi Temple, Taishang Sect and other sects. "The real chess player finally said.

Returning to the Tibetan Mountain, Song Mingting had already received information from the White Crane clone, so he began to urge the power of Feng Ge's sword qi to try to get a glimpse of more clues.

The twilight light of the water spreads out, the ink is thick, and it turns into a silver-gray in a blink of an eye, and the sound of the phoenix in the distance continues to sound in the valley, and after a while, the sound of the phoenix disappears, and the twilight light gradually recedes.

Song Mingting opened his eyes, but he frowned.

He couldn't find any more clues, and this time it was all a mess of images, and there were no valid pictures at all.

It seems that we have to wait for Guan Shanyue to pass the news. Song Mingting thought while rubbing his temples.

Although the principle of using Fengge Sword Qi to find clues across the dimension of time is completely different from the Heavenly Machine Calculation, one thing is the same, that is, the more relevant information, the more likely it is to succeed.

On this side, Song Mingting was spying on time, and on the other side, Guan Shanyue had already taken action and began to check the information, and soon found the information of the person who had tried to comprehend the Heavenly Venerable of the Underworld for nearly three hundred years, that is, the Dead Eye.

After that, Song Mingting cast another spell, but the result still failed. This surprised him, but Song Mingting did not give up, and asked Guan Shanyue to expand the scope and continue to search.

Because he thought that in the Nether Realm, even if the life span of a monk is three hundred years old, it is not without exceptions, and there are some secret methods and longevity spiritual fruits that can increase the life expectancy and make the life span of a monk more than three hundred years old, of course, there are not many such examples, and it will not exceed three hundred years old, and it is too impossible to extend the life span to four or five hundred years old.

So Guan Shanyue continued to search, and finally found it five or six hundred years ago, in these five or six hundred years, a total of three people in the Rebellion Sect practiced the Hellhell, that is, the Dead Eye, and the farthest one was more than five hundred years ago, and was the head of the Rebellion Sect more than five hundred years ago, and this person finally died under the joint efforts of the Dragon Immortal and the Taishang Sect Painting Bamboo Immortal.

In addition to these three top masters who have clearly cultivated the Hellite Heavenly Venerable, that is, the Dead Eye, there are also many masters who have participated in the Hellite Heavenly Venerable, that is, the Dead Eye.

After getting new information, Song Mingting once again urged Feng Ge's sword qi.

Return to Tibetan Mountain, Longcui Valley.

The phoenix roared, and in the center of the twilight light, Song Mingting, who had his eyes closed, was flashing countless pictures in his mind.

After the huge and complicated picture, the final picture freezes in a certain underground, where the corpse of the real person of the golden kite is lying there, motionless.

The picture disappeared, and the power of Feng Ge's sword qi retracted into his body.

Song Mingting opened his eyes, first showing a thoughtful expression, and then focusing his attention on the last picture he saw.

That should be some picture in the future.

It's just that Uncle Jin Kite's corpse has been wiped out under the eyes of the Hell Heavenly Venerable, who is dead?

It's getting more and more confusing.

Song Mingting was puzzled, but no matter what, he finally found a clue.

Falling Star Mountain, the white crane clone said to Song Qingyi and the others: "I have found a clue, in the territory of the Shooting Tide Sword Pavilion." ”

"In the territory of the Shooting Tide Sword Pavilion?" everyone was taken aback, and had to make more associations.

After all, they were not unclear about the means of the Shooting Tide Sword Pavilion's secret envoys, and it was difficult to guarantee that it would not be a trap this time.