Suppressing his surging heart, the Lord of the Netherworld calmed down: "Boy, what else is said in your family's secret history?" He didn't believe it was that simple. The Heart of Illusion is such a precious thing, and there must be some fraud in it! For someone who has already

For the abyss creatures that have lived in intrigues for most of their lives, caution has become an instinct. And the more this time comes, the more the Nether Lord thinks about it. Could this be a trap set by his opponent? What kind of person is the green leaf fortune teller?

Will he die in such a miserable and miserable way?

"Um... I also said that if future generations have the opportunity to find the Tomb of Green Leaves, the only useful thing is to have an illusion and take it for yourself. Don't disturb your peace, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences!" These words were heard by the Lord of the Netherworld.

In my ears, if it is true, I still don’t understand what is going on.

This kid's family must have been very powerful before. This was obviously an opportunity given to those future generations. Unexpectedly, it actually benefited him. But when he thought about the cause and effect, it became clear. I think this Luye fortune teller also

Knowing that death is death, the heart of illusion cannot follow him forever, so he might as well give it to a friend as a favor. And how can this kid's ancestors have the nerve to accept it for nothing, or it means nothing to him anymore, so he might as well keep it

For future generations, they will have opportunities and don't have to worry about it. I just warn future generations not to be too greedy, otherwise they will disturb the peace of the deceased, especially the peace of an illusionist, which may lead to disaster.

Now that he has figured this out, the Lord of the Netherworld can no longer suppress the excitement in his heart. So, all he needs to do is take away the Heart of Illusion? A few steps away, he can feel the radiance of the Heart of Illusion.

The Lord of the Netherworld was intoxicated by the psychedelic atmosphere and took the first step in gambling. At this point, it was absolutely impossible to let go.

The first step is to be safe and sound! The second step is to be down-to-earth... Shenxing Wuji also prays in his heart that the ancestors must not lie to themselves, otherwise the Nether Lord will turn around and he will be cut into pieces in minutes.

Seven steps in a row, nothing happened. The Nether Lord, with a red face, stretched out his crystallized arm tremblingly. This was his ultimate defensive move. Even if there was any danger, he could block it in an instant.

However, when he easily took away the Heart of Illusion from the inlaid coffin, the imaginary attack did not come, and there was no movement at all around him. He just maintained this posture and took a breath or two quietly.

, the Lord of the Netherworld had to admit that he had great luck.

With a rebound, he retreated outside this small formation. His mood was ups and downs, and he was nervous and exciting. Only then did the Nether Lord, who had suddenly become rich, burst out laughing wildly.

At this moment, Shenxing Wuji finally breathed a sigh of relief. Ancestor, you finally showed up for once. Otherwise, the Shenxing family would really have been exterminated. Thinking of this, my originally relaxed mood became heavy again. I

Although I have returned to the surface world, my burden is still heavy.

Revenge and rebuilding the family, any one of these two can crush him to death. Helping Yuhuan find her relatives and giving her a warm home are his promises to her. These all require strong strength to back them up.

Yes. Not to mention that the Linggui Sect is definitely still looking for him everywhere, they still have huge power. Thinking of this, Shenxing Wuji feels that the future is bleak.

The two people who were so preoccupied with their thoughts did not notice that the trickling mist began to gather and flow into the groove where the illusion of the heart was just now. The coffin also began to sink slowly, and even the words engraved on the ten thousand year old tree gradually faded away.

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"Brother Ji, look!"

Finally, the strange image appeared, and several people took a few steps back to avoid being affected. However, this scene did not look like it was in great danger. More and more fog began to flow into the groove, forming a whirlpool along with the coffin.

Flowing underground, the entire foggy forest seemed to have white milky waves flowing at this moment. The fog on the periphery was almost gone, the fog in the core circle and the Jedi also became much lighter, the field of vision began to greatly increase, and everything began to be looming. In the foggy forest,

Everyone or the beast began to feel uneasy. It all happened too suddenly. As the vision became clearer, nothing else happened.

In the end, it was the Lord of the Netherworld who gave the answer: "Hey, maybe the last wish of the green leaf physiognomist is to protect his birthplace. Only then did he use the Heart of Illusion to increase the concentration of the misty forest, and reduce the destruction and destruction of it by humans.

The threat has been reduced to a minimum. Taking away the Heart of Illusion this time is equivalent to breaking the formation of the Mist Forest. In the future, this forest may not be called the Mist Forest."

Shenxing Wuji remained silent, but Ye Yuhuan asked innocently: "Uncle Ming, is there no way to protect this place anymore?"

He let out a heavy breath and said, "It's difficult. The Misty Forest is such a large area and even all the manpower can't do it. Only a master like Luye who has broken through the master category and can draw on the power of heaven and earth can do such a big thing." At this moment,

The Lord of the Netherworld finally determined that this green leaf physiognomist must be an illusion master, and that he might be more than just a master. Perhaps he felt that it was cruel to destroy a master's last wish, or perhaps he felt that he was just taking someone else's things.

Somewhat ashamed, the Lord of the Netherworld said with a promise: "Okay. I promise you, as long as I can break through to the master level, the first thing I will do is to rearrange the foggy forest and restore its peace!"

I was surprised that the Lord of the Netherworld actually said such a thing, but Shen Xing Wuji still accepted the kindness. He didn't want his ancestors to end in peace because of him: "Master Lord, thank you!"

Hearing this heartfelt thank you, the Lord of the Netherworld laughed loudly: "Boy, I'm afraid this is what you are willing to say, Lord Lord. Don't worry, Netherworld's words are no better than you humans!" Finally, he got what he wanted, and Netherworld was in a good mood for a while.

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He curled his lips and couldn't stand the other party's arrogant look: "There are people among human beings who keep their word, and there are also people who are modest and gentlemen. Don't always spoil a pot of soup with a piece of mouse shit!"

retorted.

The Lord of the Netherworld was startled: "A rat's shit ruins a pot of soup? Haha, this is your Eastern saying. Interesting, interesting. It seems that I will have to go to your East more in the future. Now, let's leave here,

Soon, this place will become very lively." After that, he took the two of them and left in the flying boat.

The forest was distorted, the fog dissipated, and the monsters were furious. It looked like a treasure was about to be born. This kind of phenomenon has not happened before in history. Once, a volcano was about to explode, covering the sky and the sun, with lightning and thunder. In the end,

A fiery red knife embryo burst out from it, and fell into the hands of the Lieyan family, achieving the reputation of the Supreme Flame Eagle in the Tongtian Realm.

Due to the sharp drop in fog concentration, the safety factor became higher. For a while, adventurers from the mainland began to accept missions related to the foggy forest. In the following years, the number of monsters in the foggy forest dropped sharply, and humans overflowed, cutting off the foggy forest.

The food chain finally angered the ninth-level high-level monster in the Jedi swamp, the two-headed snake Pasila, which made the trend of treasure hunting less intense. This is a story for another time.

On the flying boat, the Lord of the Netherworld has been studying the Heart of Illusion in his hand. The way he couldn't put it down and wanted to swallow it made Ye Yuhuan even think that Uncle Ming was sick.

Seeing that we are about to arrive at Wuji City, is it time to talk about releasing people? Although the Lord of the Netherworld seems to have no intention of hurting others now, and seems to have become more talkative. But his life is not in his own hands, so what's wrong with his heart?

Maybe he could calm down? He didn’t want to stay with this uncertain Lord of the Abyss for a moment. He coughed several times in a ruthless and unscrupulous manner, and then he woke up the reluctant Lord of the Netherworld from the heart of illusion.

Seeing Shen Xing Wuji's embarrassed look, the Lord of the Netherworld suddenly felt very interesting: "Boys, how about you come with me, and I will accept you as my disciples? Being a disciple of the Lord of the Abyss is a great honor, not comparable to yours.

.." Originally it was just a joke because I was in a good mood, but Shen Xing Wuji didn't think so.

At this moment, he was full of hope, but it was shattered in vain. Feeling that he had been deceived, Shen Xing Wuji suddenly felt tight in his chest. He held such great hope and made so many efforts. Now, now you tell me you won't let me go.

?Is there any natural reason for this, to tear down the bridge when crossing the river? Why should I let others control me like this? Why on earth do you decide my fate? Just because you are strong? Damn your strength, I won’t play with you anymore.

The worst case scenario is death!

Shen Xing Wuji, who was extremely angry, suddenly had electricity all over his body for no reason. The Lord of the Netherworld who had just put his hand on Shen Xing Wuji's shoulder felt like he was being struck by lightning.

The Lord of the Netherworld hurriedly retracted his hand and realized that the child was covered in smoke, his eyes turned white, and he had fainted. With a thud, he fell to the floor of the flying boat, and his clothes turned into crumbs, revealing a scar.

Tired of being naked. The Lord of the Netherworld blushed, and Ye Yuhuan blushed for no reason, and her heart beat faster.

After the strange phenomena on Shenxing Wuji disappeared, the Lord of the Netherworld began to investigate. Speaking of which, although he knew that this boy was an escaped human being from the Linggui Sect, his bloodline must be extraordinary, and he was also familiar with the heresy of the Linggui Sect, but this

The investigation still frightened the Lord of the Netherworld?

"How did this kid survive until now?"

As we all know, a person's bloodline is determined when he is born. Most people have ordinary bloodlines, and the bloodline that can become a blood warrior must be different from ordinary people, or have abundant energy, or have strange attributes... Of course, on the mainland

With so many people and so many races, there is always something a bit different, but that is what we are born with and have a natural origin.

However, the Linggui Cult went in the opposite direction. They believed that powerful power comes from blood. The stronger the blood, the stronger the power they can control. Therefore, artificial blood exchange, blood creation, and blood fusion were used to create powerful blood.

They used all kinds of methods and means to do whatever they could. So much so that later experimental subjects like Shenxing Wuji appeared.

However, what surprised the Lord of the Netherworld was that there were at least five or six powerful bloodlines in this kid's body, which were either chaotic or regular. Although they seemed to be integrated now, one of the energies was resisting from time to time.

Two words appeared in the mind of the Nether Lord: balance!

Yes, although the blood in this kid's body is extremely powerful and seems to have a tendency to merge into one, without balance, it is manic. The lightning just now explained everything. You must know that pure and docile blood is the ability of a blood warrior.

Unable to exert one's strength and extend one's lifespan. The mixed and rebellious bloodline not only cannot help the blood warrior, but is more likely to consume life internally and cause serious explosion and death. This kid is in this state, hey. Although he has passed the first

Guan, but how can these powerful bloodlines be tamed by a little blood refining realm blood warrior like you? As time goes by, the consequences will become more and more serious.

He changed his clothes again for Shen Xing Wuji and sighed softly.

"Uncle Ming, what's wrong with brother Ji?" The only acquaintance, several consecutive cares, and thoughtful promises have made Ye Yuhuan deeply dependent on Shenxing Wuji.

"Well, he's fine. He'll wake up later." He said this, but with the insight of the Lord of the Netherworld, the conclusion in his heart was: there is no life after death, it's just a matter of how long it can last. Haha, it's a bit ironic when you think about it, maybe

This kid might be able to live for two more years if he continues to stay in the Linggui Cult.

After looking at this kid carefully, the Lord of the Netherworld laughed dumbly. If it were him, he would probably try every means to escape. He would rather be a free man for a day than a prisoner for a lifetime!

That's all, God sent this boy to him and helped him realize his dream of many years, so he just helped him, and the rest was up to his fate.
Chapter completed!