"Ghost ...... What the hell—"

Suddenly, a scream woke everyone up, everyone gasped, chilled, a sense of cold that had never been felt before poured into their hearts, and they looked at the figure in horror, frightened.

She ...... She's the Holy Maiden of Beaulie!"

Suddenly, an old cultivator shouted in shock, his face was shocked, his arm trembled and pointed at the man, and shouted: "The old man has seen her before, this is the Holy Maiden of the Dragon, the master of the five-tone ring. ”

"What, this can't be. ”

"Didn't Panlong Mountain fall a thousand years ago, how could she have survived to this point?"

"Could it be...... This is the ghost of the Beaulieu Holy Maiden, she is dead and blind, has she returned from the underworld?"

The faces of many monks changed wildly, frightened and frightened, and hurriedly retreated hundreds of zhang, but the surrounding black pressure was overwhelming, and the entire Panlong Mountain seemed to be covered by dark clouds, and it was impossible to see the direction clearly, and even the divine thoughts were difficult to extend.

Niu Er was also stunned, his heart trembled, he looked down at the cyan ring in his hand, he wanted to cry without tears, he could obviously feel that the Panlong Holy Maiden was coming, his eyes fell on him, and his liver trembled.

"Erlang, don't you know me? Don't you remember Rou'er who swore an alliance with you?"

The white-clothed remnant walked past Niu Er and walked straight towards Wu Sheng, with a little surprise on his pale face, and a little resentment.

The old man remembered that the Holy Maiden of Panlong seemed to be a pair of immortal couples with Wu Sheng, and originally planned to become Taoist couples, but unexpectedly, the war between the two clans of the demons broke out, and the entire Panlong Mountain was destroyed, and the Holy Maiden also died. A combined monk suddenly spoke, and said thoughtfully.

"No wonder, it's rare that the Erlang in the mouth of the saint is the predecessor of Wusheng......? Why does it feel wrong?" Many people were surprised in their hearts and looked straight at the Wu Clan Ancestor.

At this moment, Wu Sheng's expression was extremely complicated. His eyes were red, and the ocean seemed to be bursting with true qi, and a layer of red light enveloped his body, but it was his vigorous blood, blazing and pressing, like a furnace smelting heaven and earth.

"Impossible, Rou'er is dead, what kind of monster are you, pretending to be a ghost and giving the old man to die. ”

Suddenly. Wu Sheng roared angrily, his eyes were upside down, and a towering mountain smashed down between his hands, the void shattered, the heavens and the earth overturned, and the howling wind rolled in all directions like a sharp blade, a large area of ancient trees exploded, and mountains and rocks shot fiercely.

Broken mountain seal!

Niu Er's eyes constricted, and a different color flashed in his pupils. As a Mahayana master, Wu Sheng used the Martial Dao Immortal Seal to seem to be powerful, but it was weaker than Wu Shou.

Compared with the two, the only difference is that Wushou Qi and blood are larger. The power of the ancient seal is monstrous, and it can kill Mahayana monks against the sky.

Everyone's faces turned pale, and they looked at the Gu Yue in horror, but they ...... The mountain mark passed through the white figure. Not the slightest ripple was stirred, as if untouchable as a phantom.

"Heavens, it's really the return of the Yin Soul of the Panlong Holy Maiden. The mana is hard to hurt, is it that the old love is unforgettable, and you have come back to find your former lover?" Many people were stunned and exclaimed in a low voice.

"Fart, if it's true, can Wu Sheng give up it, there is obviously something else in this. An old monk retorted with a keen eye.

"Hey, just like back then, you are still so ruthless, cutting off hundreds of years of feelings, sneaking up from behind, shattering my heart with one palm, and killing me at the hands of the demon clan, could it be that the Wu family is more important than me?"

Panlong Saintess's eyes flowed, unspeakably heartbroken, her fingertips tapped, the mouthful of blood on her chest, and she said in a lamenting voice: "For thousands of years, I have kept the scars you have given, I want to ask in person, are you really so ruthless?"

The words fell, drifting away gently, but the information revealed in them surprised everyone.

"Sneak attack? Could it be that there was a secret in the fall of Panlong back then, and the Panlong Holy Maiden was killed by Wu Sheng's sneak attack? Aren't they lovers?"

"Shut up, you demon, talking nonsense, slandering my Wu clan, give me death. ”

Wu Sheng was furious, the light in his eyes flickered, and the Zhenhai seal and the dead wood seal were released at the same time when he raised his hand, and the vast ocean covered the sky, and it was suppressed, and the ancient wood was in the sky, and the dry old trees took root in the void, and they were entwined towards the white-clothed remnant soul.

However, the Panlong Holy Maiden sighed lightly, and let the two magic seals pass through her body, smashing into the void, a large area of space collapsed, and the void black hole devoured the spiritual energy of the eight directions, absorbing all the true qi.

"Is my Panlong Patriarch's Martial Dao Immortal Seal so easy to use? Back then, Wu Dalang borrowed it for enlightenment, but never returned it, and you also cultivated the Five Elements Immortal Seal, but you used it against me, are you really so ruthless?"

Hiss -

"Old man, didn't you hear it right, the martial arts immortal scroll of the martial arts family is the inheritance of the Panlong Sect?" Many old monks gasped, and their eyes were like the boss.

"Hehe, this is not certain, the fall of the dragon and the rise of the Wu clan are just these thousand years, if not, it is too much of a coincidence. Someone sneered.

Martial arts immortal scroll, known as the anti-heaven divine art, is rumored to be the supreme holy art left by the ancient immortal king, an ancestor of the martial arts family excavated from the ancient ruins, but now it seems that it is not the case, it is actually the inheritance of the law seal belonging to Panlong Mountain.

Niu Er was also shocked, he didn't get this information from Wu Shou's memory, and he never told Bi Fang, but the white-clothed amateur in front of him opened his mouth to reveal the peerless secret, isn't this a character made by Bi Fang?

"Shut up, Hugh wants to reverse black and white, and the old man doesn't know you at all. ”

Wu Sheng danced wildly in anger, his two eyes were blood-red, the green tendons on his forehead were beating violently, his facial features were distorted, and he was hideous and terrifying, as if he was trying his best to suppress the anger in his heart, and he could even see drops of blood flowing down from the corners of his eyes.

"Haha...... , It's really ridiculous, Wu Erlang, you wolf-hearted thing, don't you know Brother Bai Yi?"

With an angry laugh, another burly figure came from the darkness, this person was tall and mighty, wearing a golden crown, his eyes were like bright lights, and a long blood mark on his body extended from his shoulders to his lower abdomen, splitting the whole person in half, and even the broken internal organs could be seen wriggling.

The left arm was cut off in half, and the uneven wound could be seen to be torn by life, and there was still a half-cut short gun on his back, which pierced into the body, and the scarlet blood was gushing, like a rain of blood scattered, and the tragic situation was thrilling.

"Second Martial Brother, do you say you don't know me?"

The person who came was majestic, looking down on the world, like a god of war, looking at the eight desolations, and said coldly: "One thousand three hundred young, this seat is in the hands of the demon king to save your life, one thousand two hundred and fifty years ago, the old man risked his life to pick a Yun Shen grass and send it to your nephew Wushou to save his life, one thousand one hundred and eighty years ago, the old man borrowed your eldest brother's martial arts immortal scroll to break through the Mahayana realm, you dare to say, don't you know me?"

"This ...... Could it be that he is the Sect Master of Panlong Mountain?" someone hesitated.

More than a thousand years ago, Panlong Mountain was prosperous, sitting in the border barren region of the human race, and the Panlong Sect Master was the supreme figure of the Mahayana realm, but the catastrophe a thousand years ago came too suddenly, the entire Panlong Mountain was besieged by the demon clan, and the sect was wiped out overnight, and the dead and wounded corpses were all over the mountain, and the tragic death.

"No...... No way, you can't live, you're all fake, fake-"

Wu Sheng's eyes were as red as blood, and there was a strange rune sitting in the middle, and the faint light emitted made his whole person look chaotic, his face was extremely angry, but a line of blood and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

"Hey, Soul Charm. ”

The Panlong Sect Master suddenly sneered, and said: "It's really ruthless, Wuda, you really have the posture of a hero, and your heart is so ruthless that you actually used the soul suppression talisman on your own brother, no wonder he colluded with the demon clan back then, besieged and killed my Panlong Mountain, and even attacked this seat seriously injured and dying, it turned out to be a means you did." ”

"What...... Soul Suppression Talisman, collusion with the Demon Clan? He dared to betray the Human Race, such a big rebellion, he really deserved to die"

The monks were shocked, shocked and frightened, and then looked at Wu Sheng's eyes and suddenly became angry, but when they saw the two runes in his eyes, the faint and mysterious light, deep and magnificent, devouring all the luster, they had a little sympathy.

Niu Er was also stunned, his pupils shrank suddenly, and the moment he saw the Soul Suppression Talisman, he instantly thought of the Fallen Soul Sect in his mind, which was a very low-key and secret sect, but its strength was strong and could not be underestimated by anyone.

The soul trick inherited by its sect is inherited from ancient times, and there are many mysterious and mysterious methods, and they are all aimed at the soul of monks, which makes people unaware of it, and it is a terrifying sect.

As long as the caster's mind exceeds the enemy, he can easily use the soul charm to suppress the enemy, and can wear out his soul and use it as a puppet.

In addition, you can also plant your own divine thoughts into the souls of others, and use the cultivator as the furnace, which does not change the nature of this person, but allows people to carry out their own orders without knowing it.

Niu Er frowned, the Soul Falling Technique he cultivated had this kind of secret technique, but the spell casting was extremely harsh, and so far he had only used it once or twice, and Wu De of the Haoyang Sect was one of them.

"Hahaha...... , silent, sure enough, it's you, you couldn't fight the old man back then, but now it's just a remnant soul, even if you return, you must not be the old man's opponent, my Wu family is destined to become the overlord of the world, and the number makes the human race rise and fall. ”

Suddenly, Wu Sheng burst out into a strange laugh, his face was gloomy, his eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light, and he was arrogant, completely different from his previous one, as if another one dominated his body.

The crowd let out a low cry and retreated one after another, and even the monks of the Wu clan also looked at Wu Sheng in horror, a little at a loss. (To be continued......)