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"Huh, Meng Lao, you guessed wrong this time, it's really a junior in the condensation stage. For more up-to-date chapters, visit: щ. . He's able to evade our detection, and he seems to have some ability. Wei Dong was greatly surprised when he saw Deng An's cultivation, and then asked, "Are you from that force?"

After the words fell, Wei Donglai fled to Deng An, 'wanting' to take him down.

He seemed to be very confident in his own strength, and he didn't cast any special spells, and one hand quickly became several times larger, like an eagle catching a small 'chicken', and grabbed it forward.

Seeing this, the fifty-year-old man and the other three cultivators of the country of no worries couldn't help frowning, and before they could 'figure out' the details of the other party, they rashly made a move, which seemed a little reckless. However, they really wanted to see what Deng An's strength was, and they didn't stop Wei Donglai.

And Sui Xiaoren and Tian Yonglu were secretly relieved. As long as Wang Jiye is not discovered, as for why Deng An appeared, there is no need for them to investigate deeply.

Wei Donglai seemed to be reckless, but in fact he was very careful, one of his big hands, preset a distance, grabbed Deng An's side and back, and blocked his retreat from the clothed mound.

In desperation, Deng An had to use the wind shadow to escape and quickly flash to the side. But since then, instead of staying away from other Yudan meditation practices, he has been 'forced' closer.

"The escape technique is really good!" Seeing Deng An easily dodging his big hand, Wei Donglai couldn't help but praise it, but his hand didn't stop at all, and he turned back.

Seeing that the other party did not use all his strength, Deng An once again used the wind shadow to escape, and at the same time, he secretly observed the surrounding situation in order to find a way to get rid of these few knotted pills.

"Wei Donglai, do you want to change me, I can't even deal with a junior in the condensation stage, are you embarrassed to call yourself a knot pill meditation cultivator?" In the distance, Mrs. Tomb sneered.

At first, Wei Donglai didn't care, and still pursued Deng An unhurriedly, and was convinced that he could take down the other party soon. However, after repeated misses, imagining the opinion of the tomb lady and other onlookers about him, he gradually became a little anxious, and he had the mind to cast a spell. （ ）

Deng An observed the 'color', and suddenly stopped fleeing, his finger flicked at Wei Donglai, and a blue and white 'color' ghost fire flew out, and quickly turned into a ghost flame tiger fire spirit, and pounced on the other party.

"Spectre Fire?!Something interesting!"

This sudden change caught Wei Donglai a little off guard, but after all, he was a contemplative cultivator, and his reaction ability and counterattack methods were not comparable to condensation meditation cultivation, and he did not retreat as Deng An imagined, but sacrificed a shield to 'excite' it.

A shield shadow instantly flew away from the main body, colliding with the Phantom Flame Tiger Fire Spirit, and when the shield shadow shattered, the Phantom Flame Tiger Fire Spirit turned into a little spark. However, a small amount of sparks splashed towards Wei Donglai, and as soon as he touched the soul body, he felt a tingling pain coming from the depths of his consciousness.

Wei Donglai hurriedly shook his soul body, and a thin layer of 'yin' qi rose from its surface, and when he looked at it, it was like water vapor evaporating, and those scattered ghostly fire sparks dissipated with it.

"Boy, you made Wei angry!" was injured by a condensation form cultivator, although it was basically fine, but this was an unacceptable result for Wei Donglai, he roared angrily, and quickly pinched his hands, ready to perform that strange 'yin' ball technique.

However, just now, when Deng Anshi displayed the Six Spirits Fire Condensation Technique, the faces of the fifty-year-old man, the Tomb Lady, and Tian Yonglu all 'revealed' a trace of different 'color', and Mo Hong's eyes seemed to have a little more brilliance, staring closely at the blue and white 'color' of the ghostly fire, and fell into contemplation. And Sui Xiaoren was like a treasure, he was pleasantly surprised, and hurriedly turned around and whispered a few words to the fifty-year-old man.

"Wei Daoyou, slow down, I have something to talk to this little friend. After hearing this, the fifty-year-old man seemed to disagree with Sui Xiaoren's words, and hesitated for a moment before speaking out to stop him.

"Elder Meng, what is there to talk about with his junior, what do you want to know, when I capture him alive, and then slowly search for the soul, won't you know. Wei Donglai was a little dissatisfied. However, he was in awe of the fifty-year-old man, and he still stopped the operation as he said.

"This little friend, you don't need to say much about your situation. At present, you have two choices, one is to cooperate with us to crack the formation of the last level, and the other is to continue to resist and be killed by us. The fifty-year-old man didn't talk nonsense, but said bluntly.

"The seniors are kind, and the younger generations are inexhaustible. However, the juniors have low strength and don't know how to form formations, how can they cooperate with the seniors?" Deng An didn't know what he meant, and asked tentatively.

"With your cultivation in the late stage of condensation, it naturally won't play a big role, but your ghost fire has a way for Sui Daoyou.

"Yes, I need Xiaoyou's cooperation. Sui Xiaoren echoed on the side.

"With the humble strength of the juniors, if you really cooperate with a few seniors, you will undoubtedly seek ...... with the tiger" Many thoughts flashed in Deng An's consciousness, and he did not give a direct answer.

"You'd better not deliberately procrastinate, the old man's patience is limited. Seeing this, the fifty-year-old man's face couldn't help but sink, and then he said: "As long as you don't have other thoughts and do your best to help us solve the last level, the old man can guarantee that he will let you leave safely."

"Xiaoyou, as long as you are willing to cooperate with us, Sui will never let you sell in vain, this thing is a reward, the most important purpose of your coming to Molong Palace must be to find it. "Sui Xiaoren's palm stretched forward, and there was an extra ink-colored pill 'medicine' in the palm of his palm.

When Chu Yi saw this Immortal Pill, Deng An's soul suddenly felt like it was being sucked, although he had not seen the Demon Soul Yunsha Pill, but according to a variety of descriptions, it was very consistent.

When he saw the Demon Soul Essence Pill in Sui Xiaoren's palm, and listened to his promise, the fifty-year-old man's expression flashed with a hint of strangeness, and then it turned into an imperceptible sneer.

Sui Xiaoren's action was so generous, it was indeed beyond his expectations.

However, Deng An is just a late-stage condensation cultivator, even if he is co-opted by Sui Xiaoren, it will not cause a major change in the strength of the two sides, so he did not stand up to stop it.

As for Mo Hongchuan, Mrs. Tomb, and Wei Donglai, either they have a problem with their sanity and can't think of the meaning behind it, or they are nervous and don't care about the things in front of them at all.

Seeing the change in Deng An's expression, Sui Xiaoren knew that he had not guessed wrong, and he smiled slightly: "This pill was discovered by Sui in the Molong Palace, and now Sui has successfully married the pill and no longer needs it." After the formation of the last level is solved, Sui will send it to you immediately. How?"

Deng An looked at the Demon Soul Yunsha Pill, his face showed the 'color' of struggle, and finally, he nodded, faced the fifty-year-old man and Sui Xiaoren, and said, "The younger generation is willing to listen to the seniors. ”

As for their promise, Deng An naturally wouldn't fully believe it, and he didn't know what kind of position he would be in for a while, but for the sake of the Demon Soul Pill, he decided to take a risk, which was of course very difficult, but it was not without a chance.

After Deng An followed the six Jiedan meditation cultivators into the clothed mound, he saw a space somewhat similar to the sixth floor of the Immortal Stone Pagoda, which was almost as empty, only in the middle position, there was a stone table, on which there was a tablet carved in jade.

"The Divine Seat of Ink Sinking. When Deng An saw the five handwriting on the tablet, he couldn't help but be shocked, he never thought that he would see the clue of "Mo Shen" here. Judging from its contents, it seems that this place cannot be regarded as a mound, but a "temple".

He and Mo Shen have had some connections since the 'yin' wind valley of the Xuanhuang realm. After being brought to the Netherworld by Ge Wei, he joined the Heavenly Flame Mansion in the Vain Death City and practiced the Six Spirits Fire Condensation Technique. After leaving the City of Vain Death, it seems that he will not encounter any more traces of Mo Shen, but things will be so coincidental that there is such a divine seat in the Long-disappeared Molong Palace.

"Mo Shen?" Sui Xiaoren thought for a moment, and seemed to have some impressions, but it was not very clear, so he asked the fifty-year-old man: "Meng Daoyou, have you ever heard of this senior?"

"There are some vague impressions...... the old man in his fifties shook his head, obviously nothing more, and then, he sighed again: "The Netherworld is so big, how can it be that every senior, we have heard of it, but it must be a great meditation to be enshrined by the Molong Palace." ”

"Mo understands something. Mo Hongji, who had been dumbfounded, suddenly spoke: "Before entering the Molong Palace, Mo Mou checked a lot of information, the Molong Ghost King was almost invincible at the same level, and there was rarely a record of losing to the same level of meditation, but this Mo Shen senior defeated him across the ranks. ”

Hearing this, the other five Yudan meditation cultivators all 'revealed' their shocked 'colors'.

However, after a while, Wei Donglai questioned: "Mo Daoyou...... Your cultivation" When he realized Mo Hong's gradual cultivation, he immediately changed his words: "Are you mistaken? What skills does this Mo senior have to be able to defeat a ghost king across the ranks?"

"Those materials were circulated from the Molong Palace, and many of them have been verified, so there should be no fakes. Because it is not the glorious experience of the Molong Ghost King, the description is very vague......" Speaking of this, Mo Hong gradually glanced at Deng An before continuing: "It was mentioned that Mo Shen is a ghostly fire cultivator, and it doesn't seem to be an ordinary ghostfire cultivator. ”

When the other five Jie Dan Meditation Cultivators heard this, they all looked at Deng An, thinking of the Ghost Flame Tiger Fire Spirit he had released, and their minds became very complicated. However, they were confident that they were cultivating in the Dan, and even if Deng An might be very rebellious, it would be impossible to defeat them.

For a moment, they had their own thoughts, and the scene became silent.

"This little friend, do you know Senior Mo?" After a moment of silence, the fifty-year-old man didn't quite believe it, but out of careful consideration, he still asked his own question.

"The seniors laughed, with the slight cultivation of the younger generations, how could they get to know the seniors who made the Molong Palace worship. Deng Fa definitely couldn't tell the truth, so he had to answer vaguely.

Perhaps believing Deng An's words, the Pentecostal cultivator didn't ask any more questions.

As for the other Yu Dan meditation cultivators, they felt that too much time had passed, and it was unlikely that Deng An would have anything to do with Mo Shen. Therefore, they did not 'force' Deng An to ask Deng An about this matter. --63541+dsuaahhh+25507845--&

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