"You're a disciple of Nanyuan?"

The words of the Palace Master of Killing Ling made Mo Zhiyao's face change drastically, and the skin on his body suddenly tightened at this moment. You must know that since entering this Western Abyss, except for Elder Feng Guang and Long Ao and other ancient powerhouses, Mo Zhiyao has never mentioned his origin to anyone.

In front of him, this Ling Palace Master actually guessed his origin through this Hidden Ring, who is she?

"You, are you a disciple of Nanyuan?" And just when Mo Zhiyao was in shock, the Ling Ling Palace Lord stepped forward, and the spiritual power fluctuations around his body made Mo Zhiyao feel suffocated. It can be seen that the latter at this moment is obviously in a mood that is by no means calm.

The whole square was dead silent. Everyone held their breath and didn't dare to make a sound. Above the stands, the girl's face was full of surprise. How could the mood of the palace master be so abnormal today?

Suppressing the shock in his heart, Mo Zhiyao looked at the Killing Ling Palace Master in front of him, groaned slightly, and then nodded. But the palm of the hand holding the jade plate tightened without a trace.

This Ling Palace Lord was able to guess his identity with this Sky Ring, and he must definitely have an extraordinary relationship with Nanyuan. After all, this ring is Yu Yao's personal belonging, and outsiders can't know about it. However, Mo Zhiyao, who has always been cautious, will not be careless because of this. He wasn't sure whether the relationship between this Ling Palace Lord and Nanyuan was good or evil.

"You are indeed a child of Nanyuan. After receiving Mo Zhiyao's reply, the aura fluctuation on the body of the Palace Master of Killing Ling became more intense, and her towering **** was slightly undulating at the moment.

"Then, I'll ask you about someone, I don't know if you've heard of it?" After a while, the aura fluctuation on the body of the Killing Ling Palace Lord calmed down a little, and then he looked at Mo Zhiyao and asked. And at this moment, there was a nervous look in her eyes.

Mo Zhiyao propped his palms on the ground, slowly stood up, took a step back, and then asked in a hoarse voice, "Who does the palace master want to inquire about, tell me to come and see?"

For Mo Zhiyao's vigilant movements and gaze, the Palace Master of Killing Ling didn't care, and after taking a deep breath, he asked with a slightly trembling voice: "She is also a disciple of Nanyuan, called Yu Yao." I don't know, have you heard of her?"

"Yu Yao?" Mo Zhiyao heard this, his face suddenly froze, and then a thought crossed his mind like lightning, causing his body to tremble uncontrollably.

Mo Zhiyao stared at the Killing Ling Palace Lord opposite, and there was an unconcealable excitement in his eyes. Looking at the latter's only pair of beautiful eyes exposed, Mo Zhiyao felt that his breathing almost stopped. Because, those beautiful eyes made him feel familiar.

This feeling was felt by Mo Zhiyao when he first saw the Palace Master of Killing Ling. It's just that at that time, he didn't think much about it at all, thinking that it was just his own illusion. Because the Lord of the Killing Ling Palace has been famous for decades in the Western Regions of the Fog Demon Sea. And Mo Zhiyao has only been in the past two years, and there will definitely be no intersection between the two.

However, at this moment, the question of the Palace Master of Killing Ling suddenly made Mo Zhiyao's heart suddenly rise a thought that even he himself was a little unbelievable, and it also made him understand why there was a sense of familiarity from the former's body. Moreover, recalling what Xuan Yu once said, Mo Zhiyao was even more convinced of his conjecture.

............。

The palace master of this generation was only in charge of the Ling Tian Palace decades ago.

The Heavenly Palace was originally called the Heavenly Saint Palace, but after the palace master of this generation succeeded to the throne, for some reason, it was changed to the current name.

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"You, you ......" Mo Zhiyao raised his arm and pointed at the Killing Ling Palace Lord opposite, his mouth moved, but he was speechless for a while because of excitement.

"Bold!"

Seeing this, the elders of the Heaven Killing Palace Sect who were standing in the main stand suddenly roared angrily, flashed their bodies one after another, and stormed down. What is the identity of the Lord of the Killing Ling Palace? That is the well-deserved empress of the entire Western Region of the Fog Demon Sea! In her hands, she has the power of life and death over countless people. Mo Zhiyao actually dared to point with his hand, that was a big crime!

Seeing this, the south cliff in the rear showed a touch of joy in his eyes. Although I don't know why the Palace Master of Killing Ling would save Mo Zhiyao before, at this moment, the latter, who obviously committed a big taboo, will inevitably die.

And Xuan Yu and the others who were standing in the seat turned pale with a pale face. Dare to point his finger at the Palace Master of Killing Ling, in the entire Western Region of the Fog Demon Sea, no one dares to do this.

However, the next scene made the strong people in the audience stunned.

"Get out of here!"

With a coquettish sound, the jade arm of the palace master of the Killing Ling Palace waved, and suddenly a huge spiritual power was swept out like a shock, and smashed on the bodies of those elders, the latter and the others turned pale, a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly, and the figure shot back directly.

"Whoever dares to do anything to him again, this palace will destroy his entire clan!" The Lord of the Killing Ling Palace, Feng glared at the people around him fiercely, and the undisguised killing intent in his eyes made everyone's hearts twitch fiercely.

"Yes!"

The elders were silent one by one, and hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed, their bodies trembling in response. At the same time, their eyes also secretly glanced at Mo Zhiyao, and while complaining bitterly in their hearts, they were also quite puzzled. Who the hell is this kid? He can make the palace master pay so much attention!

"You haven't answered my question yet, do you know Yu Yao?" With a blow that repelled those elders, the gaze of the Palace Master of Killing Ling fell on Mo Zhiyao's body again, and he asked in a low voice.

Then, Mo Zhiyao did not answer her question, but spat out two words from his mouth.

"Misty ............"

The two words that were plain and insipid fell into the ears of the palace master, but they made her delicate body tremble, like thunder!

"Boom!"

Amazing spiritual power fluctuations, turning into a tornado, running through the heavens and the earth. The people around were swept away by this wave of qi, and one by one they suddenly turned on their backs.

In the spiritual storm, there was calm, so that Mo Zhiyao would not end up in the same fate as everyone else.

Looking at the spiritual power storm that swirled wildly around him, Mo Zhiyao couldn't help but feel numb on his scalp. Slowly, he is now seriously injured and in a sluggish state, even if he is in his heyday, he can't withstand the crushing momentum of the Ling Palace Lord.

A white-skinned jade hand pierced through the void, so that Mo Zhiyao didn't even have a chance to resist, it fell on his chest. The icy temperature made a layer of fine pimples instantly appear on Mo Zhiyao's skin, and his whole body was directly stiff.

"Who the hell are you, how do you know this name?" In the beautiful eyes of the Palace Lord, there was a cold killing intent as sharp as a blade, looking at Mo Zhiyao, he asked in a cold voice almost word by word.

Looking at the murderous intent in front of him, Mo Zhiyao forcibly stabilized his mind. Although the white jade hand like the scythe of death was against his chest, as long as he exerted a slight force, he would immediately disappear. But Mo Zhiyao did not panic, but grinned and showed a smile.

"My master's name is Yu Yao. Shigong, named Yu Feng. Master's sister is named Yu Tong. Mo Zhiyao looked directly at the palace master of Killing Ling, and the words he said made the latter's delicate body tremble uncontrollably.

"Feng Lang...... Yao'er...... Tong'er ...... "The palace master of the Ling Killing Palace retreated a few steps in a row, and his delicate body trembled more and more, like a branch swaying in the wind.

Mo Zhiyao didn't speak, looking at the soulless Killing Ling Palace Lord opposite, he knew that the latter at this moment also needed some time to digest his identity. With the cultivation of the mind of the palace master, revealing such a state, it can be seen what a huge impact Mo Zhiyao's words have brought her.

A moment later, in the beautiful eyes of the Palace Lord, the focus was gathered again. Then, her gaze fell on Mo Zhiyao's body again. However, that kind of look is still quite uncalm, but the killing intent in it has all dissipated.

"Child, you, are you really Yao'er's apprentice?"

Mo Zhiyao groaned for a moment, and with a palm of his hand, a piece of silver armor appeared in the palm of his hand.

"This silver wave armor was given by the master. Master said that this is her personal belonging. Mo Zhiyao looked at the Palace Master and said. It was the last thing he could put up to prove his identity.

"Huh!"

The jade hand of the Lord of the Killing Ling Palace was lightly raised, and a force of absorption was suddenly released, taking the silver wave armor in Mo Zhiyao's hand in front of him, and his palm trembled and gently stroked it, as if he was caressing a rare treasure, and in his beautiful eyes, there was a wave of light.

"That's right, this is Yinbo Jia, what I left to Fenglang back then, it won't be wrong, it won't be wrong......" The voice of the Palace Master of Killing Ling became choked up, and he muttered softly.

Raising his head, the gaze of the Palace Master of Killing Ling looking at Mo Zhiyao had become extremely soft, and the previous fierceness and coldness had all disappeared.

"Kid, I'm sorry just now. The Palace Master of Killing Ling looked at Mo Zhiyao and said softly. Naturally, she was referring to the act of showing murderous intent to Mo Zhiyao just now.

"Palace Master" Mo Zhiyao hurriedly waved his hand when he heard this, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the Palace Master of Killing Ling.

"You are Yao'er's apprentice, so call me master. The palace master or something, it's too raw. ”

"Yes, Master. Mo Zhiyao was slightly stunned, and then quickly changed his words. At the same time, he was also relieved in his heart, knowing that Ling Hao finally believed in his identity.

"Kid, how did you enter this Western Abyss Mist Demon Sea, and you also became an elder of the Xicheng family?" Ling Hao looked at Mo Zhiyao and asked with some confusion.

"Hui Shigong, it's like this. Mo Zhiyao raised his head, and as soon as he said a word, he grinned, and the fierce battles with Nan Yamang's father and son made his injuries quite serious, and he couldn't hold on to it at the moment.