"These bastards are moving very fast." Qiao Chu hid behind the grass, looking at the souls of the people who were wandering outside Nalan Yue's residence.

"They are determined to capture the sect. Xiao Xie. Why do you guess they are so persistent in capturing the sect?" Fan Zhuo, who is also a plush control, narrowed his eyes and looked at the human souls. It is rare that there is a furry sect sect that can be touched by him. When he thinks that this group of people will be unfavorable to the sect sect, Fan Zhuo is unhappy.

Jun Wuxie shook his head. She thought about it all night but didn't understand the reason. Nalan Yue said that Wu Jiu himself would not go to the Ghost Tower to practice, and the rich soul power and the growing spiritual fire in the Ghost Tower do not seem to be an existence that can bring power to human souls.

Wu Jiu's strength has not improved by leaps and bounds over the years, and it is not like using the power of the human soul next to the transformation of spiritual fire to enhance himself.

So why did Wu Jiu build a ghost tower and why did he willingly sacrifice his disciples to do the same?

"I didn't expect that the ghost world was not peaceful." Rong Ruo sighed.

The few people observed for a while before entering the forest to rest.

At the same time, a dark shadow quietly passed through the sky of the ghost world. In the dark sky, no one showed any trace.

In a small house in the forest, the spirit master was sitting kneeling in the room. On the low table in front of him was a wooden box containing the broken crystals. The spirit master stared at the crystals for a long time.

"Master, has the Spirit Master still not agreed to see you?" The little disciple who was standing by was worried when he saw the Spirit Master's dejected appearance.

The spirit master raised his head and looked at the view outside the window, but his eyes were filled with deep worries. He shook his head.

"The Spirit Lord still doesn't want to see me."

Since the crystal burst that day, the spirit master went to meet the spirit master immediately, but he never thought that he was turned away directly.

"Why don't Master Wu Jiu Soul Master go and talk to the Spirit Master?" The little disciple was a little confused.

The spirit master waved his hand, but the little disciple didn't dare to say anything when he saw this, so he could only retreat silently.

There was only one spirit master left in the room. In the empty room, the spirit master sighed heavily.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew on his face. The moment the spirit master raised his head, a tall figure suddenly appeared in his room at some point!

The moment the spirit master met those familiar purple eyes, his heartbeat seemed to stop instantly!

The spiritual master's hands couldn't stop shaking. He dreamed that he would see that man one day.

Jun Wuyao raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the shocked spiritual master. A wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He slowly walked to the chair beside him and sat down. His slender legs were elegantly overlapping, and his hands were casually placed on the handle of the chair.

"Long time no see, spiritual master, don't you come and be fine?"

The sound that had been away from thousands of years once again sounded in the spiritual master's ears. The fear in his heart completely collapsed at this moment. The spiritual master fell to the ground in a hurry, looking at the man in front of him who looked like a nightmare.

"Evil Emperor..." The spiritual master's voice seemed to be stuck, and his eyes flashed with dare not look directly at the purple eyes.
Chapter completed!