"Yes." Yu Ling knew that he might have been taken advantage of by Zhao Lan, but for some reason he didn't feel much anger. Maybe it was because he had experienced the other person's memories in the same way.

He took out the Fei Lang Mirror and handed it to Zhao Lan, and glanced at the face. There was a strong seal on it. Mo Ya and his tribe were sealed in this mirror.

I still remember that Mo Ya was alarmist back then, thinking that Yu Ling would never end well after meeting Zhao Lan. But based on Yu Ling's own feelings and judgments, he believed that what Zhao Lan needed most now was some useful collaborators.

Rather than harboring malicious intent to put people to death.

At least, if Zhao Lan wanted to kill Yu Ling, there would be no need to go to such trouble.

"Ha, Mo Ya seems to be quite dishonest, and he is still trying to break through the seal." Zhao Lan gently rubbed his fingers on the mirror, with a faint sneer on his face.

He suddenly thought of something and looked up at Yu Ling: "Did Mo Ya tell you anything?"

Yu Ling originally wanted to say it was nothing, but in the face of Zhao Lan's clear and peaceful eyes, he finally said truthfully: "Mo Ya said that this was originally the small world of their Evil Spirit Clan, and then scolded the Tianxue Sect.

"

"Oh, this is normal, but what he said is not entirely correct. After Elder Pu brought everyone to Benlixing, he confusedly explored this parallel small world and couldn't tell whether it was the people from the evil spirit tribe who came first.

The elders on our side should take action first, anyway, it ended up in a fight. Mo Ya caused us a lot of trouble back then, and many disciples died at its hands. Fortunately, Sect Leader Tang showed up in time...

"

Zhao Lan's tone was calm, but one can imagine how thrilling the battle between the Tianxue Sect and the Evil Spirit Clan was. And... Tang Liozhi was indeed not dead.

Yu Ling also noticed that although Zhao Lan was the sect leader, he addressed Tang Liozhi so naturally that it made people feel that Zhao Lan did not regard him as the sect leader.

"But the evil spirits are pure souls. If you understand their weaknesses, it's not difficult to deal with them." Zhao Lan turned the Fei Lang Mirror to the back, looked at Yu Ling and said, "I know you may be dissatisfied.

After all, you were invisibly guided to help me do a lot of things that were inconvenient for me to do. Mo Ya has been hiding for so many years and is very calm. I almost thought it was really dead. If no one lured it out,

It’s really difficult to solve this problem.”

"So as a reward, except for Mo Ya, who I will give to Elder Pu, you can take away all the other evil spirits. I believe this will be more useful to you." Zhao Lan said.

Yu Ling was slightly startled, she didn't expect Zhao Lan to be so generous, and in the soul sea, Yin Shen was so excited that his soul wave trembled: "Good man, such a good man, the Tianxue Sect is really heroic, and finally got some!

"

"Do you know how to eat?" Yu Ling was speechless for this guy. How could he feel that after coming to Wuya, he may have discovered that there are so many masters around him. The original god of the snow world instantly lost most of his idol baggage. Yu Ling

They didn't dare to release this guy in front of the Chahun clan members, lest they destroy other people's views and beliefs.

"Otherwise, my own cultivation is too slow. Only by eating more similar pure souls can I quickly become stronger. I thought back then I just wanted to eat and wait for death, but in the end I was inexplicably killed by my tribe.

Enshrined, something like responsibility

The West was so stressful that when the Snow God came knocking on my door, I had no choice but to hide, lest the Shahun Clan cease to exist if I die. Of course, I am also afraid of death. There is nothing wrong with this.

I admit it." Yin Shen sighed.

"Okay." Yu Ling actually didn't understand Yin Shen's past, mainly because that experience was not very pleasant, which caused him to have no good impression of Yin Shen, but now he has slightly changed his mind.

At this time, Zhao Lan had taken out a palm-sized transparent bead and gently placed it on the non-Lang mirror. You could see wisps of smoke-like things coming out of the mirror and being sucked into the bead.

"Zhao... Lan, you must... die..." Fei Langjing trembled violently, and Mo Ya's angry roar could be heard.

Zhao Lanmo was expressionless. After all the tobacco was removed, he reached out and touched the mirror, and Mo Ya's voice disappeared.

"I didn't plan to have a good way to die." Zhao Lan said calmly.

Yu Ling couldn't help but feel shocked. Although Zhao Lan's tone was calm and calm, the meaning of determination and disregard for life and death was extremely obvious, and there was even a hint of madness hidden in it.

The man in front of him, beneath his calm and indifferent appearance, actually had a heart riddled with hatred.

"Take it, this is the high-grade soul-containing bead that Elder Pu brought back from the East. It is also a rare treasure there." Zhao Lan handed the turbid bead to Yu Ling.

As soon as Yu Ling put away the soul beads, the sleeping insect king in the Dantian suddenly woke up and seemed to look at Zhao Lan carefully: "Well, this guy seems to have really reached the realm of chaos. The chaotic Yuan Ti is itself a

components..."

Zhao Lan also felt something, lowered his eyelids and said: "Come out, don't you have a lot to say to show off your cards with me?"

"Uh..." At this moment, the King of Bugs felt awkward all over, and a bit guilty of lacking strength.

Although dead objects can restrain living things to a certain extent, if the gap in cultivation is too great, they will be counterattacked, and the King of Bugs does not know what Zhao Lan's intentions are.

"I'm just going to ask you something, are you afraid?" Zhao Lan said slightly sarcastically.

The King of Bugs couldn't bear such a provocation the most. Even though it was likely to become a naked king now, the pride that seeped into its bones did not allow it to back down.

"Who is afraid of you?" The King of Bugs sneered, and turned into a ball of black energy and appeared in front of Yu Ling, and also wrapped the spiral scroll out.

"This guy seems to have tricked a lot of you. How do you want to deal with him?" The King of Bugs flicked his tail and flew the spiral scroll to Zhao Lan.

"Let's go on, I'm afraid I have to solve the problem of the Wraith Puppet first." Zhao Lan's eyes passed through Yu Ling and King Wu and looked directly behind them.

The cockroach king's hair stood on end for a moment. Before it could make any move, a pale hand reached out from the void and grabbed its tail that had not yet fully healed.

"Aren't you her master? Make her stop!" The King of Bugs narrowly escaped and said with lingering fear.

"I'm not." A rare trace of confusion flashed across Zhao Lan's eyes, and this confusion gradually turned into deep thought and a touch of surprise.

He carried the King of Bugs behind him, then looked solemnly at the woman in imperial robes who suddenly appeared, and asked directly: "Who is the master you are looking for?"

The woman in imperial robes floated there faintly, her eyes briefly focused, but then quickly dispersed.

This time, she didn't make a weird "giggle" laugh, but looked blank as if she had lost her soul, and murmured: "It's very similar, but you're not..."

She seemed to be extremely depressed, and turned to Yu Ling and said: "Give it back to me, Huan. The master can't be found. Look elsewhere..."

"What?" Yu Ling really didn't understand her confused words.

"Huan, beam, beam, god, ring..." the woman in imperial robe said with difficulty every word.

"What do you mean?" Yu Ling didn't want to offend this nervous resentful spirit puppet, so she directly took out the Heavenly Acupoint God-binding Ring that Murong Xin'er gave him.

The woman in imperial robe reached out and grabbed the God-binding ring, and said with a dull face: "It belongs to the master, I want to use it to find the master."

Zhao Lan's eyes suddenly sharpened, and his figure seemed to flicker slightly, and then the Heavenly Acupoint God-beaming Ring suddenly appeared in his hand, and he turned it over and over to examine it carefully.

"Huan, Master's..." A strong evil aura appeared on the face of the woman in imperial robes, her clothes fluttered, and she appeared in front of Zhao Lan teleportingly, about to seize the God-binding ring with her hands.

"I know who your master is." Zhao Lan raised his eyes and stared at her.

"Master...it's not who it is, master, just master..." The movement of the imperial-robed woman stiffened for a moment, with a bit of confusion on her face.

Yu Ling noticed that Zhao Lan's right hand holding the Shenhuan was trembling slightly, and it was obvious that he was not at peace inside either.

"I should call him the ancestor. After all, without him, there would be no Tianxue Sect..." Zhao Lan took a deep breath and said word by word: "Is he... still there? Did he create you?" (To be continued.
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