Selectively forgetting everything you have experienced in the shadow world? Obviously impossible.

Qin Yu told lies, he knew it himself, and the ancient clan was also aware of it.

But this is not important. What is important is the superficial ease of relationship between the two parties. Only in this way can the next thing continue naturally.

"I will lend you some strength for the time being. What you want to do next is as much as you like."

The sound of the ancient clan consciousness fell, and a majestic aura like a vast ocean merged into Qin Yu's body.

He can easily control these powers, but they will not affect the body. As expected, with the level of the ancient clan consciousness, he can do many seemingly incredible things.

But this is not Qin Yu's own power after all, and he cannot send and receive the heart from the heart. When he moves for a year, the terrifying aura instantly breaks out of his body.

At this moment, it seemed like a giant supporting the sky appeared, stepping on the earth and looking down at the earth, all living beings were shrouded in the breath it emitted.

The entire Colosseum fell into silence!

All the monks turned their heads in horror and looked at the source of this aura. They felt that they were ants under the feet of giants and would be crushed at any time. This was a force that completely exceeded their limits, and it was even more terrifying than the blood-colored faces that crossed the border before.

Wherever you see, is a space that is constantly collapsed and reorganized, cutting and splitting the sight, thus blurring.

The figure in it was sitting upright on a stone chair, like a god descending to the world, with endless majesty that makes people instinctively awe.

Yun Die widened her eyes. She didn't know what was going on. The teacher's breath would undergo earth-shaking changes... Or is this the teacher's true power that he has been hiding?

Sure enough, the teacher will never hide it and will always surprise people. Unless he is willing, no one can really see his depth clearly!

Yun Die's pretty face appeared rosy. Such a powerful teacher was obviously the best support. Perhaps she should find a way to change the teacher's intentions and let him accept the Huntian Baojian.

Hufu looked nervous, "Sir, you are..."

Deep in his heart, he had already rolled in waves, although he had known the mystery and power of Mr. Mr. But it was not until now that he realized that his previous thoughts were really ridiculous. Mr. Mr.'s true strength was so powerful!

But now everything has been solved. Why did the sir do this? Just show off his strength? No, the sir will never do such boring things.

In the crowd, the puppet controlled by the sage had a red face and bitterness and helplessness in his eyes.

Just now, he was thinking about how to keep Qin Yu here, and even designed several plans.

But now, all this he did is a joke.

With the aura that Qin Yu burst out, even if the parliament has given its strongest trump card, it may not be absolutely sure that he can be killed.

There is so much trouble!

Qin Yu looked down and paused slightly, slowly said, "Hu Fu, do you think your wish has been fulfilled?"

Hu Fu's expression changed and he said truthfully: "Sir, I can feel that the power of the curse in my body has indeed disappeared."

Qin Yu raised his hand and pointed, "Then Master Hanyue Tower, you will answer this question. Can you give me a different answer?"

The low voice, with an inconsistent aura, kept rolling in the air.

The Lord of Hanyue Tower changed drastically. When Qin Yu burst out of his breath, she had already had a bad premonition and did not want to become a reality.

How did he know?

The thought turned rapidly, and the master of Hanyue Tower took a deep breath, but before she could speak, Qin Yu interrupted, "I don't like others to lie to me, so you only have one chance. If the answer cannot satisfy me, don't leave."

Don't leave... This is definitely not an invitation to stay and be a guest!

The master of Hanyue Tower stiffened his body and was locked by Qin Yu's energy. He instantly burst into cold sweat. She felt a chill. The other party really dared to kill, and more importantly, he had enough strength to do this.

Gritting her teeth, she said in a deep voice: "The curse of the Mizuho Sect does have some tips, but this is the limit I can do."

Hu Fu widened his eyes and everyone in the Wuyin Sect exclaimed. They never expected that there would be curses left on their bodies until now. If Qin Yu hadn't discovered it, the consequences could be imagined. Thinking of this, all of them would be in a terrible mood!

"Please save me!"

The Wuyin Sect fell to his knees.

The right to the leader is exchanged for the will of the Colosseum, but there is only one chance.

Moreover, the Lord of Hanyue Tower did obey the order and lifted the curse in the bodies of the Misty Hidden Sect, but did not violate the regulations.

So even though they know now that the curse has not completely disappeared, they have no choice but to ask the Colosseum Will to take action.

In other words, everything Hu Fu did before was completely in vain. Now only Qin Yu can save them!

"Since you can't make decisions, then find someone who can make decisions." Before the Lord of Hanyue Tower responded, Qin Yu continued: "Don't say you have no choice. I don't want to say the same thing again. You should understand what I mean."

The Lord of Hanyue Tower nodded, "Everything follows the will of the Lord!"

Since she admitted it, she was ready. Today's things were indeed beyond her control.

Kneeling on his knees, the Lord of Hanyue Tower recited in his mouth, and the low, vague syllables spread in the air.

No one could hear clearly what she said, but she could feel an indescribable oppression from it.

It’s like there will be some powerful existence that will soon descend to Dragon City!

boom--

The low and dull sound space fluctuated violently, and a vortex appeared, revealing an extremely huge eye.

"What's the matter calling me?"

The powerful divine thought fluctuated instantly and swept across the audience. When approaching Qin Yu, he suddenly paused. The next moment, the huge eye directly locked his figure.

The subject of Hanyue Tower was extremely respectful and knelt down and bowed, "Report to the master, this black-robed gentleman hopes that he can completely lift the curse of the Mist Hidden Sect. I can't do this, so I can only ask you to make a judgment."

A hint of coldness flashed in my eyes!

Even if she only knew a little about the power behind Hanyue Tower, even if it was only a small part, it was amazing enough.

So what if this mysterious man in black robe is powerful?

The Lord of Hanyue Tower believes that as long as the adults behind him are willing to take action, it will be no difficult to suppress him.

Let me summon the adults to come, okay, I will satisfy your wish, and see how long you can be arrogant!

But what happened next surprised the Lord of Hanyue Tower. The huge eyeballs in the vortex looked at Qin Yu for a while and said in a deep voice: "I agree to this matter!"

As the words fell, the vortex dissipated directly, as if the owner of this eye was unwilling to face Qin Yu for more.

Or rather, he is unwilling to face it too much, the aura he emits now.

And this direct agreement and immediate departure show, no matter how you look at it, it smells of panic.

For a moment, everyone looked at Qin Yu and became more and more awe.

The master of Hanyue Tower was stunned for a moment, his face became paler. Fortunately, when she spoke just now, she did not express her inner emotions. Otherwise, even if the man in black robe killed her, the adults behind her would not have expressed anything.

Who is this person? It actually makes adults so afraid of him!

...

An independent small world, layered with the main world, has a vast space inside, and can even accept the power of the sun, moon, and stars.

At this moment, the sun was shining brightly. A magnificent palace was built in a huge valley along the mountain. A group of monks in black were arranged on both sides of the long table.

The third person in the left hand, the old man with his eyes closed opened his eyes. One of his eyes was normal, and the other one was strange silver pupils. He looked at everyone's eyes and said in a deep voice: "Some accident happened. My consciousness that came was coming and felt the breath of the Lord of Dragon City."

Now, tell what just happened.

"Impossible! The powerful Lord of Dragon City was killed hundreds of thousands of years ago. You and I are sure of this."

"In the ancestral land, his body is suppressed, and the Lord of Dragon City cannot be resurrected."

"Third Elder, are there any possibility of induction errors?"

The third elder shook his head, "The Lord of Dragon City and our clan have many battles. The memories inherited by our ancestors are exactly the same as the breath I feel today. I can be sure that what the man in black robe released was the breath belonging to the Lord of Dragon City!"

The hall was quiet, and the elders on both sides of the long table frowned tightly.

The third elder is so sure that the possibility of making a mistake is extremely low. If it is really the breath of the Lord of Dragon City... hasn't he completely died yet?

No one is sure of this. After all, a peerless strong man with a level of strength has all kinds of incredible means.

Even if the body is cut and the soul is swallowed and dispersed, there may not be no possibility of resurrection.

If the Lord of Dragon City is resurrected, this world will surely cause bloody storms. You must know that some people played a very disgraceful role in his death back then.

Fortunately, although their Mo tribe is in an opposition to the Lord of Dragon City, they did not intervene in the battle back then. Even if he is really resurrected, he should not come to them.

Soon, the elders reached a decision and agreed to the black-robed monk's request to completely lift the curse of the Mist Hidden Sect. For such a small matter, it is obviously an extremely unprofitable thing to be a lord of the Dragon City who may be resurrected.

Although it is a bit of a loss of face, for these old guys who have lived for countless years, face is used to lose it at some moments.

Bang-

As a piece of jade plaque hanging in the air broke out in the ancestral land, it represented the complete dissipation of the curse that had enslaved the Wuyin Sect for tens of thousands of years.

A gust of wind blew, causing a large "rattle" sound. Looking at countless jade plaques, hanging on the top of the cave with red ropes, the number was too large to calculate.

...

Colosseum.

Qin Yu said lightly: "The curse was lifted."

At this moment, he could feel that the change in the aura of the monks of the Mist Hidden Sect was no longer as cold as before.

Hu Fu's heart relaxed, and he knelt down tremblingly, unable to withstand the weakness in his body, and closed his eyes forever.
To be continued...