Almost at the moment when Xiao Shengmo's gaze looked at Long Xiruo, the gazes of the ghost baby and Gui Qianyi both became a little colder.

Turtle Qianyi turned the handle of his crutch slightly.

Xiao Shengmo said indifferently at this time: "I heard that Lord Long has arrived early, but all the clans have avoided visiting Lord Long many times...... At first, everyone just thought that Lord Long liked to be quieter. After all, Lord Long has always been like this. Now, though, can I think that it's because something happened to Ryu-sama that you're ...... I can't be holy before men. ”

Very soft sound.

Gui Qianyi said indifferently at this time: "Lord Long can't see people, what is the reason, do I need to explain it to you." Xiao Shengmo, is it true that the ghost king of the past few hundred years has forgotten the underground of the ghost city in Xudu, who gave you a place to live?"

Xiao Shengmo smiled slightly: "Xiao naturally remembers...... Therefore, Xiao will not tell anyone about this matter, please rest assured. Oops, this peaceful day, it's actually easy to linger. Xiao has always been idle, so he doesn't like it very much, and suddenly it is chaotic. ”

Gui Qianyi frowned and glanced at Long Xiruo.

Seeing that Long Xiruo nodded slightly at this time, Gui Qianyi said, "Ghost baby, come back." ”

The ghost baby holding the dagger threw the dagger in his hand at this time, and the two cold lights swirled in the air and disappeared. The ghost baby didn't retreat, but his eyes never left Xiao Sheng's silence for a moment.

Xiao Shengmo really didn't seem to have the meaning of finishing Long Xiruo's current situation, but said directly: "Fang Cai Xiao heard Lord Long say that this place is Penglai...... Really?"

Long Xiruo said indifferently: "This is just a place that has some consistency with the memories inherited in the previous generation of True Dragons, and I can't be sure if it's or not." I've never been here in person, so how do I know?"

Xiao Sheng was silent for a while, and then asked, "So...... What's going on with the Seventy-First Generation?"

"City Lord Xiao, do you have too many questions?" said Gui Qianyi coldly.

Xiao Sheng didn't mind it, but said with a straight face: "Although Xiao is just an idle cloud and wild crane, he is also a member of Shenzhou after all. The disaster decades ago is still fresh in Xiao's memory. If Bu Yidao wants to repeat the same mistakes, how can Xiao sit idly by. The city is already full of ghosts, and if there are more people, I'm afraid this ghost city will have to move some more places...... Xiao thinks that Lord Long doesn't like to see it, right?"

Gui Qianyi said with a smile: "The city lord of Xiao has a good way of managing and taking care of the ghost animals in the capital in an orderly manner, even if the population is added to a few more, I believe that with the talent of the city lord of Xiao, he will definitely be able to arrange it properly." ”

Xiao Shengmo said indifferently: "Does Elder Turtle know how many lonely souls and wild ghosts who cannot be reincarnated in the ghost city of Xudu since the place was closed?" ”

Gui Qianyi was stunned.

Long Xiruo also frowned at this time, "It's already so serious?"

Xiao Sheng said silently: "Xiao doesn't want to see the real ghostly sky...... At that time, I am afraid that even if the Administration Bureau is all dispatched, even the Dao and Demon Realms will not be able to deal with it perfectly. ”

Long Xiruo was silent for a moment, and then asked in a deep voice, "Xiao Shengmo, what do you want?"

The Xiao City Lord said quietly: "If this place is really Penglai, Xiao only hopes to find a way to reincarnate his soul." Even if you can't, at least find some information about the underworld......"

"I can't be sure that this is the real Penglai. Long Xiruo said with a straight face at this time: "Even if it's true, I can't promise anything like you...... But there's no denying that I do need your help at the moment. Turtle Qianyi, share the information with the Lord of Xiao City. ”

Gui Qianyi immediately explained to Xiao Sheng the matter of Tianxin's seventy-first generation and hope.

After learning the general situation of the matter, Xiao Sheng was silent, and only after a while did he say: "If the aura is revived, it can be regarded as a solution to the problem of ghost overcrowding......

Xiao Sheng silently glanced at everyone's expressions, shook his head again, and said: "But what Xiao wants is the way of reincarnation, and whether the aura is revived or not, Xiao doesn't care." ”

Long Xiruo said: "Xiao Shengmo, no matter if you can find the reincarnation path in Penglai, I also promise you, after this incident, I will help you expand the ghost animal in the capital of Xudu." If it really gets to the point where the ghosts are overwhelmed, I can't sit idly by. ”

In this way, Xiao thanked Master Long. Xiao Sheng bowed his head silently, and he couldn't see the slightest hypocrisy.

Seeing Xiao Shengmo discussing things with Long Xiruo and Gui Qianyi, Luo Pianqi quietly came to the ghost baby's side - she could only come to the ghost baby who couldn't speak.

"Mr. Ghost Baby, this Xiao City Lord seems to be a good person?" Little Butterfly blinked and whispered.

The ghost baby glanced at Luo Pianjiao indifferently, snorted lightly and walked away.

Could it be, the wrong thing again?

Luo Pianjiao Σ(°△°|||) ︴。

......

For Long Xiruo, it is indeed a bit surprising to let Xiao Shengmo know his current situation, and there are also unpredictable hidden dangers. But no matter what, for the current situation, Xiao Shengmo can be regarded as a rare help.

Of course, it was not easy to believe Xiao Sheng's silent words - so Long Xiruo did not reveal that he could still use the creation clone.

But in the current situation, at least Xiao Shengmo is much more reasonable than a profiteer.

Probably...... It's just because some of Xiao Shengmo's concepts are consistent with himself, right?

Same faction, different factions...... Long Xiruo secretly smiled bitterly, who is not honest and unwilling to compromise.

"Go to the mountain. Long Xiruo pointed to the mountain at this time.

This is a picture that has been passed down a lot in her memory...... In addition, there are other extremely old memories that are beginning to emerge.

Ever since she inherited everything from the previous generation of true dragons, she had been buried in the deepest part of the inheritance and could not be easily touched. However, after arriving here, it began to float up from the deepest depths.

- "The cells are well viable...... Let's put it in the cultivation tank......"

- "The restlessness continues, and it seems that it is still a bestial relationship...... Try to remove a set of No. 7 material gene strand......"

- "Subject No. 009, currently in stable condition......"

Certain sounds...... and, some of the frames.

Shudder.

......

......

The screaming continued for an unknown amount of time before finally stopping.

During the whole process, Zixing looked at the distorted expression of the child on the altar - the mysterious man in the bronze mask, and pulled out a total of seven balls of light from the child's body.

One of them was directly knocked into the dirt above by the mysterious man, and finally disappeared, and as for the remaining six, this was suspended by the long-haired child's side - as if it had been replaced by a terminally ill patient, and the long-haired child had already passed out and slept quietly on the altar.

A large amount of incomparably pure aura continued to escape from the remaining six clusters of light at this moment, and Zixing regained some strength as a result—her demonic power had been continuously absorbed by the crystal.

Of course, these auras are just restoring some of her strength in front of her, and they can't recover the vitality that continues to be extracted.

This young master of the greedy wolf clan, at this moment, his long hair has turned into white silk, and he is languishing.

At this point, the bronze masked man sat cross-legged on the altar and raised his hand.

Under the altar, one of the two men who had fallen asleep was younger, and his body was slowly floating, all the way up to the altar.

With a wave of his hand, the young man's shirt shattered in an instant—and behind the man, a strange spell with golden light appeared.

"Emperor...... Edict?" Zixing looked hard at the past and said in shock: "Is this person the lucky one who got the emperor's edict?"

"This person is a true descendant, but he is gifted, and his fate is different from ordinary people. The mysterious man in the bronze mask said slowly: "At first, I just planned for people to discover the edict and bring it out, but I didn't expect the edict to be integrated into his body after meeting this person, which surprised me a little. ”

Zixing said incredulously: "This emperor decreed that the two realms of Dao and Demon fought for it, and you got it early and released it...... Just to take the opportunity to catch the Dao and the demon trapped here?"

"This is the emperor's edict, but it is not what you are doing for the inheritance of the Taoist system of the Taishan God. The bronze masked man said indifferently: "Its real function is nothing more than to let the god of Mount Tai descend." ”

"Emperor Dongyue, the god of Mount Tai ......" Zixing suddenly gasped, "Could it be that you plan to use the Dao demon here as a sacrifice to let the god of Mount Tai descend?"

The gods and immortals have all disappeared in Shenzhou, and they can only be glimpsed in the ancient legends...... In a world where the path of immortals has been broken, what does the appearance of a god mean?

"It is worthy of being the young master of the greedy wolf clan, and the priest of the clan. The Bronze Masked Man seemed to smile a little, "Your guess is almost close...... However, this edict was enough for the god Tarzan to descend, and there was no need to sacrifice anything. Most of your life force here, I have other uses. ”

"Most ......," Zixing frowned.

"A small part of it will be used for other purposes. The bronze masked man stood up and folded his hands.

At this moment, the whole altar trembled—on the altar, at this moment, something slowly extended from it!

It's a crystal coffin made of a spar!

The crystal coffin stood upright, and finally completely emerged from the inside of the altar - faintly, Zixing saw a figure hidden in the transparent crystal coffin.

The bronze masked man silently looked at the hazy figure in the coffin at this time, and muttered, "Soon...... Soon you will be able to come back, you will be resurrected, and you will see a great age of aura...... A time that belongs to us. ”

When Zixing heard this, there was a sudden thunder in her brain, and she was shocked: "The god of Mount Tai...... Manage yin and yang, reverse life and death...... Resurrection...... Life. Is it ......?"

She suddenly looked towards the altar and said in a trembling voice: "Taishan Mansion Monarch Sacrifice...... Who do you want to be resurrected...... Who the hell is it?!"

The bronze masked man slowly turned around, his gaze seemed to pass through the heavy spar pillar, and fell directly on Zixing's body, "Tianxin, Seventy generations." ”

Purple face changed in shock...... Of course, she knew about the Seventy Generations of Tianxin. Even if she hadn't taken over the position of the greedy wolf young master at that time, many old people in the clan had said about it!

The seventy generations of the cloth cloth Dao Tianxin who single-handedly eliminated the dragon demon and finally saved Shenzhou from a catastrophe!

"Resurrect the dead......" Zixing slowly lowered his head.

What comes to mind at this moment is a scene from the cave covered by wind and snow many years ago...... That warms his own blood.

The little back that gouged himself out of his heart.

Brother......

Seeing that the purple star seemed to be in some strange state, the bronze masked man didn't pay too much attention, just glanced at it casually, and then stopped paying attention - trapped in the crystal, the other party couldn't get out of the trap.

Instead, he looked at the young man floating in the air—Zhan'er.

"Since the edict will be integrated into you, at least prove that you will be a good carrier. He said slowly: "Becoming a carrier is also a kind of opportunity, if you can survive it, your future will become bright." In the era of Reiki revival in the future, perhaps you will become the leader of the younger generation. But whether you can survive it depends on your creation. ”

And at this moment, the edict behind Zhan'er is getting brighter and brighter.

In this huge space, at this moment, an aura of supreme majesty gradually emanated from Zhan'er's body...... Advent, here we go!

......

......

The candlesticks in the lobby lit up all at once.

At the same time, a distortion appeared in the lobby of the club, and from the distorted space, the club's maid lady and Dazhe slowly walked out.

Dazhe looked at a pitch-black ball that he was holding in his hand at the moment—about the size of a basketball and a half.

That's it, it's the so-called 'source of alien bodies' extracted from those Void Yuan Demons who were killed by him.

Listening to Yuya, these ingredients are enough to create hundreds of ordinary black soul messengers, and if they are used to transform people like him, they are barely enough for one...... Anyway, Dazhe doesn't understand it very well.

"Shall I go take a shower, is there enough time?" Dazhe asked as he placed the ball on the counter.

Yuya smiled and said, "Go ahead, I'll put these materials away first." ”

"Great!"

Although the body of the Black Soul Emissary has many convenient places - even if it is dirty at this time, it can become clean with just one thought.

But it didn't take long for Dazhe to become a Black Soul Emissary, and he was still more accustomed to human habits - and besides, taking a bath was really a very stress-relieving thing.

But Dae-cheol's desire to take a shower seemed to be postponed a little later when he opened the bathroom door.

I saw a white-haired girl, sitting on the toilet, leaning against the wall, exhaling with her mouth...... Fall asleep. Moreover, the white-haired girl was holding a bowl in her hand.

Dazhe couldn't help rubbing his chin, "What's going on...... this?"