Chapter 1920: Are You Fooling a Ghost?

It's just half a cup of tea, and Di Yunxiao's eyelids jumped when he heard it.

Another kind of magic?

He clearly remembered that he had helped Su Tianlin get rid of the seeds of divine arts, could it be that the remnants of the Spirit God Sect were so fat and dared to directly break into the territory of the Night Spirit Clan and plant an evil spell on the reincarnated body of the Holy King again?

These two generations of Saint Kings are really sad enough, the Extreme Dao Supreme, he has just broken free from the seal and encountered such a thing, and after struggling for a month or two, his true soul was exhausted and devoured by the curse.

Before he died, the second-generation Holy King left a decree, that is, to defect to the Qingxia Ancient Sect and seek the protection of Emperor Wuhuang!

It was a very strange decree, but the eight elders of the Night Spirit Clan actually agreed.

For a while, Di Yunxiao felt that he had an unreal sense of watching a big drama, what kind of madness did the second-generation Saint King smoke and hit his head with the idea?

Originally, he thought that he owed the other party a big favor, but if it was really as the other party said, it was the leader of the Spirit God Sect who was killed by mistake in order to suppress the evil curse, then he didn't have to mind too much.

It's just, is it really as Su Tiandu said?

After pondering for a long time, Di Yunxiao's eyes were strange, and he stared at the faces of the two supremes of the Night Spirit Clan for a long time, and Di Yunxiao exhaled a breath of turbidity.

In the previous paragraph, it was said that the second generation of the Holy King died under the Spirit God Sect's "Divine Cultivation Technique", and he did believe it.

After all, the Heavenly Evil Spell contained in the "Divine Cultivation Technique" was really terrifying, and it was not surprising that the quasi-extreme Spirit God Sect Leader personally cast it, and he was able to trap the reincarnated Night Spirit Clan Saint King.

But if he wants to say that this guy left a decree and wants the Night Spirit Clan to take refuge in the Qingxia Ancient Sect, he believes that there are ghosts.

After thinking about it, a bright light flashed in the sea of Emperor Yunxiao's knowledge:

"Well, the story is well written. Longbow Heavenly Immortal Qiu Wenli, did he teach you to fool this king with such stupid words that even a three-year-old child doesn't believe?"

Hearing this, Su Tiandu's eyes were round, and he had no sense of proportion, and his shocked words blurted out:

"How do you know the longbow..."

Halfway through the words, Su Tiandu's heart was slightly shocked by God's playful gaze, and he came back to his senses from his gaffe and sat directly on the chair.

When Di Yunxiao said the words 'Longbow Heavenly Immortal', he already knew that his old bottom was only afraid of digging out the bottom for Di Yunxiao.

"Really... Is it really all righted by His Majesty Longbow! Providence, everything is Providence!"

Su Tiandu was a little depressed, Emperor Yunxiao even knew about the existence of the Longbow Heavenly Immortal, and the intelligence network of the Qingxia Ancient Sect was really pervasive.

The second generation of Saint Kings was confused under the erosion of the evil spell of "Cultivating Divine Arts", where was there any ability to leave the decree, and the way to take refuge in Qingxia was pointed out by the longbow immortals behind their night spirit clan.

"Well, it's really not dead. The catastrophe of the last days of the Middle Ages, the death of the heavenly immortals and demons, the disappearance of the disappeared, and the one hundred and eight star immortals, so that he could hide in the disturbances and live a good life. ”

Di Yunxiao's knuckles quickly tapped on the table, and every word was like Huang Zhong Dalu, striking Su Tianxiang and Su Tiandu's hearts fiercely.

The background of the Longbow Immortals, even if they have followed them for so many years, is not clear, but I didn't expect Di Yunxiao, the Qingxia Sect Leader, to know so deeply.

Could it be that he is too...

Thinking of this, Su Tiandu and Su Tianxiang's expressions froze, and they instantly lowered their heads and listened.

As if muttering, Emperor Yunxiao muttered a few words, and turned around:

"Tell me, what did the old immortal let you bring?"

Qiu Wenli has always accepted the worship and worship of the Night Spirit Clan, and the incense is still there, so he wants to bring him the plate to take over in such a hurry, and it is impossible to leave nothing in such a hurry.

"Back to the Emperor's Palm Sect, the immortal did leave a sentence, but our consciousness is shallow, and it is difficult to get a glimpse of the true meaning. ”

"If you have something to say, what to do with grinding and chirping. ”

Di Yunxiao rubbed his sour eyebrows, quite impatient.

The rumors behind the exile of the twelve clans are all supported by the remnant immortals of the Middle Ages, otherwise, most of them will never have the ability to break through the cage and escape from the border wilderness.

Since these remnant immortals can survive, compared to the catastrophe in the Middle Ages, they should be engraved in their hearts, and they should be able to solve his doubts.

"At the beginning of the war, the two ancestors of the Buddha were intercepted; both good and evil, not forgetting their original intentions; on the day of the golden crow, the scorching sun burned the sky; the heavenly river was dumped, and the blood stained the blue yarn; the silence and watch, the battle was completed, the blood day was in the sky, and the arrows were innocent. ”

Well?

After Di Yunxiao fell into contemplation, he paced back and forth in the main hall, a pair of sword eyebrows frowned, wrinkled into Sichuan characters.

The sentence left by Qiu Wenli, the longbow heavenly immortal, seems to be trying his best to convey something, but the truth is hidden as much as possible, as if he is afraid that others will figure out the doorway.

At the beginning of the war, could it be said that the catastrophe of the last days of the Middle Ages?

The Twin Ancestors of the Buddha can be called the ancestor of Qiu Wenli, the Lord of the Void Heaven in the Eighth Heaven of the Immortal Realm, and it seems that there is only a certain Buddha of the Sect of the Immortal Realm and the Buddha of the Pure Land of Bliss.

Jinwu, Yanyang, Tianhe, Blue Yarn, what does this series of names represent?

"Huhu! It's really troublesome, where is Qiu Wenli now?"

Unable to figure it out, Emperor Yunxiao directly inquired about the whereabouts of the Longbow Heavenly Immortal, wanting to meet this remnant immortal who was still alive in the world.

"Immortals... He left my Eidolon three days ago, and before leaving, he asked for a rough star map of the Jedi in the Southern Star Domain, and since then there has been no trace of him, and I don't know about it. ”

Hearing this, Di Yunxiao knew it in his heart.

Originally, as long as there was a remnant immortal behind him, the huge race would not be able to collapse, and the other exiled races or the Seven Deadly Sins would be somewhat afraid of this existence.

However, once Qiu Wenli chooses to leave, the Night Spirit Clan will become a rootless duckweed, and if he doesn't find a towering tree to rely on as soon as possible, he will be swallowed up by other races.

In this day and age, weakness is the original sin!

This is not a joke, the Chaos Ancient Demon Clan is lawless enough, fighting in the Eastern Star Domain, encroaching on countless small realms of the Star Domain.

However, half a year ago, the ancestor was killed by the thunder of the Qingxia Powers in the chaotic battle, and most of the supreme died, and now the huge group had to take refuge in the command of the dark lord as a slave army, barely surviving.

"Is the Southern Star Domain Jedi the Wheel of Destiny, what did he do in that ghost place? There is rootless water everywhere, even a fish... Wait, rootless water, heavenly river, heavenly river dumping!"

Suddenly, there seemed to be a shocking thunderbolt in Emperor Yunxiao's sea of knowledge, tearing apart the layers of clouds and mist in the sky, revealing a corner of the fog for Emperor Yunxiao.

"The hidden monk said that the ruins of the ancient Buddha sect are also near the Wheel of Destiny Sea, isn't there any connection?

Di Yunxiao's heart suddenly became restless.

(End of chapter)