Granny Qianhua and Amu stood in the void of the Ten Thousand Saints Palace, treating ten thousand people as nothing.

After all, the black and white priests were the pillars of the Immortal Ghost Sect, and the cultivation of the high-level Great Perfection of Soul Scattering made them calm down immediately.

"Who is this mother-in-law?" the black-clothed priest's tone was cold, but he didn't dare to be disrespectful in the slightest.

Killing two Scattered Soul Sect high-level in an instant, even if it was the high priest of the Immortal Ghost Sect, he didn't dare to act rashly.

The black and white priests all understood at this time that if they angered the red-clothed mother-in-law in front of them, it was actually not a matter of their own life or death, but a problem of the entire Immortal Ghost Sect.

Although, the true identity of the black and white priests is the black and white twin wolves of the Taihuang Gate, but for nine thousand years, they have been accustomed to considering some issues from the perspective of the Immortal Ghost Sect.

Moreover, they all understood that if they lost control of the Immortal Ghost Sect or if the Immortal Ghost Sect was only an empty shell, then what was the point of their nine thousand years of lurking?

The black-clothed priest asked, but Granny Thousand Flowers didn't even look at him.

"Little girl, let's go with my mother-in-law!" Granny Qianhua turned around and said directly to Hongyi Yu'er. Mother-in-law Qianhua's tone was rarely gentle, looking at Yu'er's eyebrows, her expression was slightly complicated.

"Huh?" At this time, Yu'er was holding a scepter, and Xiumei locked it tightly. On the scepter, the red gems on the crescent moon emitted a red glow like blood.

It was the condensation of the power of faith of tens of millions of people on the Blackwater Continent.

"Who the hell are you?" said Yu'er calmly and indifferently.

At this time, she had already seen that today's events were extraordinary, whether it was the Tsing Yi Demon Cultivator or the red-clothed mother-in-law, if they didn't deal with it well, it might become a disaster for the Immortal Ghost Sect.

The five scattered souls have fallen, which is something that the Immortal Ghost Sect has not done for ten thousand years.

"His name is Amu, I am her servant, you can call me Granny Qianhua!" said Granny Qianhua as if she were very serious.

Mother-in-law of Thousand Flowers?

This sentence once again suffocated everyone in the Halloween Palace. In fact, when Granny Qianhua appeared, everyone present thought that she was Amu's master or ancestor.

But at this time, this high-level Qianhua mother-in-law who raised her hand to kill the soul actually claimed to be Amu's servant, what should be the origin of Amu's ability to have such a servant?

Disciples of the Northern Han Sect?

"Mother...... "Even Amu herself is a little big-headed, and Granny Qianhua's words are too big.

"It's okay!" In order to reassure Amu, Granny Qianhua secretly spread the word.

"Granny Thousand Flowers?" the black and white priest frowned. The experience of the two of them is not abundant, and above the sea wilderness, many great powers are basically in their hearts.

But they had never heard of such a Thousand Flowers Granny in the Sea Wilderness Divine Prefecture.

"Mother-in-law Qianhua?" almost everyone present had the same expression. Only Wen Muran's eyes scattered a hint of color, as if he thought of something, but he was not sure.

"Whether it's Amu or Granny Qianhua, the Immortal Ghost Sect is not a place where you should come, if you want to take away the Holy Maiden, you have to ask the hundreds of thousands of disciples of the Immortal Ghost Sect, whether the tens of millions of people in Heishui will agree!" The black-clothed priest who had just been ignored shouted with slight anger at this time.

In front of everyone's eyes, an ancestor of the Immortal Ghost Sect, a high-level Great Perfection of Soul Dispersion, was completely ignored, and the black-clothed priest was a little resentful no matter how he was.

"It's really noisy!" Granny Qianhua frowned, quite displeased. Zaijian raised her hand casually, and a purple streamer shot out, heading straight for the black-clothed priest.

"Tribulation power?" The black-clothed priest frowned, the strength of the Qianhu mother-in-law was very similar to the power of Meng Soul that day, but it was a little different, it seemed to be a catastrophe but not a catastrophe, and it was erratic.

But no matter what kind of liliang this is, it suppressed the black-clothed priest with a powerful coercion, making him undodged, unavoidable.

However, after all, the black-clothed priest is a high-level Great Perfection of Soul Dispersion, and he has been on guard and prepared.

I saw that the seal in his hand changed, and the black-clothed priest added a cloud of black smoke within the original body protection barrier, and it was not clear what was in the black smoke.

"Bang-"

The purple light of Granny Thousand Flowers hit the black-clothed priest's body protection barrier, stirring up layers of energy ripples that dispersed like ocean waves.

"Boom-" The black-clothed priest's enchantment suddenly shattered, but the power of the purple mang did not decrease, and then hit the black smoke.

"Huh-" The black smoke dispersed, and among it was a piece of yellow paper, which was extremely inconspicuous, and seemed to be scattered with the wind at any time, but the yellow paper was covered with black runes, and the yellow paper in the middle of the liliang of Granny Qianhua.

With a muffled snort, the black-clothed priest's face changed. However, fortunately, the yellow paper was glowing with gray and yellow light, which actually resisted the strength of Granny Qianhua's memory.

Rao is like this, and the black-clothed priest is also pale, and a trace of blood is overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

Granny Qianhua sighed, as if she didn't expect the black-clothed priest to be able to resist her strength, and then glanced at the black-clothed priest's side, and said, "A book of life and death?

Granny Qianhua's tone was extremely indifferent, but there was an unquestionable liliang.

The black-clothed priest was not feeling well at this time, although he was not seriously injured, but Danhai's blood was churning, even if he wanted to speak, he couldn't speak.

The white-clothed priest's eyes narrowed slightly, and the white cyclone above his head couldn't stop flying, but he didn't dare to make a move after all.

The realm of Granny Qianhua is too high, and it is not a last resort. The black and white priests will never fight with a character like Granny Qianhua, and they all seem to be waiting, the matter of the Holy Maiden, the Immortal Ghost Sect will naturally have someone to take care of it.

"Little girl, come with me!" Granny Qianhua didn't care about the black and white priest, but looked at Yu'er and said again.

"Yu'er, let's go with my brother!" Amu also frowned.

"Demon Cultivator, who is Yu'er, who is your sister?" At this time, Granny Qianhua overwhelmed the audience, and it seemed that the entire Immortal Ghost Sect was powerless to return to the sky, but the red-clothed Yu'er was extremely calm and calm, and scolded Granny Qianhua and Amu angrily, "I am the Holy Maiden of the Immortal Ghost Sect, how can I go with you?"

Yu'er's beautiful eyes flashed with murderous intent, and the staff in his hand emitted red blood.

The holy daughter of the Immortal Ghost Sect, the mid-level Great Perfection of Scattered Souls, holds the treasure of the Immortal Ghost Sect. At this time, Yu'er's combat power will definitely not be inferior to any Scattered Soul High Rank, or even the Scattered Soul High Rank Great Perfection.

The endless soul power is scattered, and the liliang that Yu'er can grasp at this time is not only the scattered soul liliang she possesses, but also the almost endless power of faith incense. The biggest liliang of the Holy Maiden of the Immortal Ghost Sect lies in this.

"Huh?" Granny Qianhua couldn't help but glance at Amu, and she didn't seem to know what to do.

"Yu'er......" Amu looked at the red tear stain at the center of Yu'er's eyebrows, his cheeks tightened, and the look in his eyes was extremely gloomy.

Through rebirth, Liuzhen has been 12 years old, and it is Amu's happiest day. Wang Jue and Yu'er are both the most important people in Amu's life.

Forty years of waiting to find it, but one does not know where to go, and the other has not seen each other.

Back then, in Liuzhen, the brother and sister were very happy, how could they have thought that Yu'er would actually face Amu today? Even if Amu knew that maybe Yu'er had been erased by someone, the heartache still spread like a spider's web.

"Kill!" Just when Amu was slightly heartbroken, Yu'er raised her eyebrows and suddenly made a move. This is the time that Yu'er carefully needs to find. With a move of the red staff in her hand, a blood-red light went straight to Amu!

It was a force of faith, red as a meteor. Yu'er shot without the slightest hesitation. Even though she knew that Granny Qianhua's realm was extremely high, she still made a move. The Holy Maiden of the Immortal Ghost Sect must have her own reliance.

The cultivation of the Scattered Soul Intermediate Great Perfection is not weak at all, and it is even more high.

"Hmm!" Granny Chika frowned again, but she didn't make any moves back. Yu'er's red light hit, and Granny Qianhua just waved it with one hand.

Silently, it directly dissolved the red ray. At the same time, Granny Qianhua didn't know what means she had, and she imprisoned Yu'er in the void at once.

"Yu'er ......" When Yu'er made a move, Amu didn't even move, not that he relied on Qianhua's mother-in-law, but in the face of the real Yu'er, Amu couldn't make a move at all, and he even believed that Yu'er would never hurt him, let alone kill him.

But Yu'er struck, and Amu's eyes were already full of tears.

Because, this is not a fantasy, this is a real feather.

At the moment when Yu'er raised the staff, Amu saw the string of agarwood rosaries on Yu'er's wrist, which was a birthday gift for Yu'er that he made himself.

He still remembers that when he received this agarwood rosary, Yu'er cheered and kissed his forehead.

"Yu'er......" Amu looked at Yu'er in a daze, and his heart seemed to be dripping blood. This is not the result of Amu's painstaking search.

"Idiot!" Granny Qianhua shook her head and sighed, looking at Amu Dao helplessly, "She's not Yu'er anymore! If you want, your mother-in-law can forcibly take her away......!"

"Does Mother-in-law know what's wrong with her?" asked Amu busily, hoping to get an answer from Mother-in-law Chika.

"Huh?" Granny Qianhua couldn't help but hesitate when she heard Amu's question, and seemed to stop talking.

"Mother-in-law, do you know?" Amu turned his head sharply to look at Granny Chika, as if grasping at a life-saving straw.

"Perhaps!" Granny Qianhua frowned, she knew Amu's temperament, and she had to tell him, just figuring out the wording.

"Amu, are you sure she's your sister!" asked Granny Qianhua again.

"There will be no mistake! Samsara III, and I will not forget! She is my sister!" Amu's tone was firm and indifferent.

Reincarnation III, I will not forget!

This sentence echoed in the void of the Ten Thousand Saints Palace, moving all the monks present.

The red-clothed feather also changed her complexion, and the red mark on the center of her eyebrows seemed to be shining again. Her heart also seemed to hurt a little.

Even the corners of the Immortal Ghost Sect Master's clothes, which had always been as stable as a mountain, trembled slightly.

Samsara III will not forget! Is that a promise?

(This chapter and the next chapter, changed countless times, it seems that I can't be completely satisfied!However, the mountains and rivers have done their best! Everyone take care of it! By the way, ask for recommendations, collect!)