Suddenly, Wang Mo felt two faint pressures above his head, like a huge mountain, pressing down on his heart, and his heart couldn't help but froze.

Looking at the blood-robed young man again, the pit that originally emitted blood-colored light also appeared in front of him.

The pit is densely packed with mortal bones, even if it is Wang Mo, who has been born and died several times, he also shuddered in his heart: "The real body will be successful and the bones will wither!"

From Tang Zhenye's memory, Wang Mo got it, in order to escape from the enemy, Tang Zhenye hid in the Great Xia Empire of the Tianfeng Continent and shocked Xia Bingzhang, and then there was something after.

This Tang Zhenye is selfish, killing countless ordinary people, using his soul and flesh, and the soul of the Yin Maiden as a guide, condensing the evil heavenly ghosts, and simply not treating ordinary people as human beings.

In the past few decades, in order to please him, the Xia family has sent an unknown number of people to his liking, and these people have become the nourishment of Tang Zhenye's condensation of heavenly ghosts.

In addition, there are countless precious materials, which can be said to be most of Tang Zhenye's life's treasures, and the Xia family secretly collected what they need, so many yin girls born of Yin carvings in the Yin time are used as 'wood', Tang Zhenye can be so smoothly condensed.

However, Tang Zhenye, who created such a murderous crime, finally paid the heaviest price for his evil deeds - his soul was scattered, and he disappeared forever in this world, and even the reincarnation of the legend is impossible.

It can really be said that good is rewarded with good, and evil is rewarded with evil, it's not that you don't report it, the time has not yet come!

After packing up all the things left behind, Wang Mo finally glanced at the ninth floor of the heavenly prison that brought him memories of nine deaths and a lifetime, and resolutely went where he came.

He still has a lot of things to do, this is just a hurdle in his life, in the depths of Wang Mo's mind, there is a thought that has never been broken flashes from time to time, and after experiencing this life and death crisis, that thought is also intensifying.

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"Senior Brother Ning, what do you think about this matter?" Xia Zhanfeng looked ahead with a serious face, but his words were to Ning Yuanshan beside him.

"I don't think it's like that senior did it, but it looks like..."Ning Yuanshan's eyes showed doubts, and he said word by word, but in the end, it was inaudible, obviously the two of them used the secret technique of sound transmission again.

Xia Zhanfeng was on the side, nodding slightly, obviously agreeing with what Ning Yuanshan said, and the people around him, although they were confused, they wanted to know what was hidden in this, but they were afraid of the coercion of the two great grandmasters, but they didn't dare to ask at all.

All the monks surrounded this heavenly prison, and the vitality fluctuations that appeared before appeared from here, but it was only half a day, and in the eyes of everyone, it was a phenomenon of someone breaking through, and it gradually disappeared.

Although I wanted to go down and check it out, but I was blocked by the two strong men, and everyone naturally didn't dare to make a mistake, so there was a scene where everyone was watching here.

Just when everyone was puzzled, at the door where the prison was located, two figures, one green and one red, slowly appeared.

When Ning Yunshan saw the person coming, he couldn't bear it in his heart, and immediately said to the cyan figure: "Little friend, I know about you, leave with me!"

While speaking, ignoring Xia Zhanfeng on the side, he wanted to grab the person in Tsing Yi in his hand, looking at the impatient look, those who didn't know were afraid that they would have some ideas!

But he didn't want to, the man in Tsing Yi seemed to have been on guard, the blue and golden light flashed around him, he dodged Ning Yuanshan's grasp, bowed down and stood aside, and said to the red figure in the stone gate: "Master, please!"

A confident grasp was dodged by the cyan figure, which made Ning Yuanshan stunned, but then reacted, and was just about to catch it again, when he heard the words of the cyan figure, he turned to look inside.

On the side, Xia Zhanfeng, who was about to stop Ning Yuanshan, but didn't want to see the red figure, immediately changed his complexion, and he didn't dare to take a step forward.

I saw a weak-crowned young man, with a blood-colored robe, a pair of sword eyebrows, obliquely inserted into his sideburns, wearing a purple gold Chaotian crown, red lips and white teeth, and a handsome and unparalleled handsome, under the gaze of Ning Yuanshan and others, he walked calmly to the door and appeared in the sight of the cultivators.

"Although I knew that this kid was amazingly talented, I always thought that he had just obtained the Grandmaster's Legacy to achieve today's achievements, but I didn't want to, there is really a Master!" Thinking of this, Ning Yuanshan was just about to open his mouth to inquire, for the Grandmaster's Relics, it was related to his future immortal path, and he would definitely not let it go, but he was stunned by the words beside him.

"Junior Xia Zhanfeng, meet the Sage!" After speaking, Xia Zhanfeng swung his robe, and in front of a group of foundation-building and qi refining monks, his incomparably tall body bowed to the end, and his respectful attitude made the monks dumbfounded.

But before they could think about it, then a spirit, cold from the soles of their feet, straight to the top of their heads, hurriedly bowed down to the red-robed young man, and even worse, directly lay on the ground, and said: "Meet the Holy One!"

"Meet the Holy One!"

"Meet..."

When Li Batian saw the man in Tsing Yi, his face was full of hideousness, and he was about to kill, but he didn't want to hear such words, but seeing that Xia Zhanfeng was so respectful and hateful, he had to be patient and bow down to worship.

Seeing Xia Zhanfeng's reaction, Ning Yuanshan was not a stupid person, the pupils of his eyes instantly contracted like needletips, and he no longer dared to care about Gu Qingyi, so he bowed his head and bowed: "Junior Ning Yuanshan, meet the sage!"

It is only when he cultivates to their stage that the title of 'Sage' represents something, which is an honorific title for the Yuanying monks of the foreign sect, just like they are known as the grandmasters, and if they are the Yuanying monks of their own sect, they will be called 'Old Ancestor' by the low-level monks.

He is just a person who has just entered the Jiedan, and even Xia Zhanfeng has to call him a 'sage', he is definitely not an existence that he can provoke, so he has to press the pleasure of just breaking through and becoming a Jiedan Grandmaster into the deepest part of his heart, for fear of angering the other party, after all, he was going to take away the other party's apprentice just now, and glanced at the Qingyi man carefully, Ning Yuanshan was bitter in his heart: "Fortunately, he didn't make any outrageous moves!"

In the face of the cultivators, the red figure did not say the slightest, still pacing slowly, as he walked forward, his body seemed to have a trace of discomfort, but before the cultivators, he was shocked by Xia Zhanfeng's 'sage', a low-level monk like them, in his lifetime, he was able to see the legendary Yuanying Sage, it was really a blessing, after all, in the cultivation world of the Great Xia Empire, there were not many Sect Masters connected to the Dan.

Not to mention a glance, even the divine sense, did not dare to send out the slightest, for fear of provoking the blood-robed young man to get angry, even though they knew that the blood-robed young man was not like words, but the Yuan Infant Sage, who enjoyed a thousand years of life, they still knew, but looking at Xia Zhanfeng's reaction, they would not have other ideas.

In this way, the cyan figure followed behind the blood-robed young man, and slowly disappeared in front of the gate of the heavenly prison, even if he didn't know how far he went, the cultivators in front of the gate of the heavenly prison did not dare to get up at all.

Li Batian wanted to make a move several times, but when he thought of the consequences of the shot, he felt a shudder, and he could only bury his head deeply, full of unwillingness.

After a while, I saw Xia Zhanfeng get up cautiously and let out a sigh, "Get up!"

Hearing this, the monks of the Xia family hurriedly got up and looked at Xia Zhanfeng, obviously some uninformed people wanted Xia Zhanfeng's explanation.

But Xia Zhanfeng was in an unexplained mood, and said with a gloomy face: "Let's go, don't spend it here!" After speaking, he glanced at Ning Yuanshan and said, "Senior Brother Ning, how about coming to my residence?"

Hearing this, Ning Yuanshan sighed and said, "Okay!" Now, he no longer has any thoughts about the sect master's legacy.

After the two finished speaking, they saw a fluctuation of vitality, and the two of them rose to the sky and disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving a group of monks alone, looking at each other, not knowing what to do.

The momentum was huge before, but the final result was so unexpected that everyone felt inexplicable!

After a while, a group of monks, only the people of the Feng family and Qin Sulan were left, and they were still standing on the spot, Feng Wan'er saw that Qin Sulan was still standing in a daze, looking at the direction of the person's departure, and took a step forward and said: "Girl, let's go, worship under the door of the Sage, this is his creation!"

Hearing Feng Wan'er's words, Qin Sulan came back to her senses, but her expression was still slightly sluggish, and under Feng Wan'er's pull, she left in despair.

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In the depths of the palace, Xia Zhanfeng and Ning Yuanshan sat opposite each other, both of them looking unwilling.

"I didn't expect that kid to have such an opportunity to worship under the Sage's door!" Ning Yuanshan had an unfortunate look on his face, as if he was talking to himself, and he seemed to say to Xia Zhanfeng.

"Who said it wasn't, I really don't know why that senior would accept him as an apprentice?" Regarding the fact that the blood-robed ancestor accepted Wang Mo as a disciple, Xia Zhanfeng was also quite puzzled.

However, the matter has come to this, and the two of them dare not have the slightest disobedience in the face of the power of the sage, so they can only sigh here.

"Hey, it's useless to say anything now! Looking at the meaning of the senior brother, it seems that he knows that senior?" As if remembering something, Ning Yuanshan said.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Xia Zhanfeng's face changed, he didn't answer Ning Yuanshan, his eyebrows raised and he said with a slight suspicion: "That's not right!"

"Senior Brother Xia, what's wrong?" Seeing his expression change sharply, Ning Yuanshan hurriedly asked. This time he chased all the way, but he didn't want to end up empty-handed, and he didn't take the death of his most proud disciple to heart, which shows the coldness of his heart.

"We've been fooled! Senior Brother Ning is leaving!" Ning Yuanshan asked carefully, Xia Zhanfeng's vitality soared suddenly, and he saw that it turned into a red cloud and rose to the sky.

"Senior brother..."Seeing this, Ning Yuanshan's eyes lit up, his face was happy, and he hurriedly rushed into the sky.

I saw that above the palace, two rays of light flashed, rising to the sky, in the sky above Xia Jing, shuttling back and forth, and the clouds that hit the sky were scattered.

Such a scene made many monks and mortals in Xia Jing exclaim in surprise.