"He wants to kill me, I... I have nothing to say. I just want Senior Guihe to revive me and destroy Hemingtai, so that my master will be very happy." Wuliang said word by word, but there was a bitterness on the corner of his mouth.

It is okay to sacrifice yourself for the sake of the sect.

"Idiot! Can only ancestors revive your sect? Your sect is becoming more and more ruined because of you pedantic disciples! The lost skills are only created by people! If you have the ability, you create your own! Why don't you work hard but put the responsibility for the sect's poor strength on others? Are you a dead person? Can't you become a master?"

Yao Rao raised her eyebrows coldly, scolding the monsters fiercely as if she was turning on a machine gun!

Unexpectedly, Yaorao would say such words, the ghost shivered his eyes and even the ghost crane soul stopped moaning.

A talented disciple can determine the rise and fall of a small sect after a hundred years, but a hundred disciples with slightly poor qualifications but hard work can also ensure that the small sect can survive the most difficult period smoothly. Miehemingtai has gone from the withering of a powerful sect to the small hill that is now regarded as a side sect by everyone. In addition to the loss of skills and the fall of the strong, the most important reason is that the disciples have lost a desire to strive for strength. This is what Yao Rao wants to express to the monsters.

"If you don't even care about your own life, how powerful is a sect? Otherwise, you might as well give your life to me. How about I let Naduoduo revive your sect?"

The enchanting and bloody suggestion.

The ghost's face was blue and white. Since he could remember, his master taught him that the summoners of the hundred souls and beasts were weak, and only the ancestors were powerful. Without the skills of the ancestors, Miehemingtai had to go to destruction and never had hope of revitalization. So he felt the moment when the ghost crane soul invaded his body. In despair... an indescribable relief arose faintly.

His body returned to the sect with an ancestor!

But Xiangrao's words hit his heart like a heavy hammer, shattering his cowardice and compromise just now in an instant.

He is too weak!

It is not strength, but faith! If all the disciples of Miehemingtai sacrificed their lives to flatter their ancestors like him, then their beliefs and sects will become completely empty talk, and the existence of the sect will become only an illusory shell!

If you are not strong, how can you get the strength to hope others are strong? Yaorao is right!

Inspired by these words, Wuliang immediately let go of his enchanting legs and stood up. After making up his mind, Wuliang's heart was no longer confused. He said to the ghost crane soul with a serious expression: "I wonder if you still have the desire to take over me now?"

"If you have evil thoughts at the senior, then I would like to ask my friend to directly erase the existence of the senior. If the ancestors can hand over the life soul to me and return to the sect with me, even if you only exist as a spirit, the disciples of Miehemingtai will worship their seniors with the most noble etiquette. I swear with the reputation of the strongest disciples of Miehemingtai in this generation."

Every word of the word "Wangliang" is sonorous, and no longer has the intention of compromising the elders to the elders. Instead, he discusses the life and death of Guihe calmly. If he does not obey, he will only die!

The aura has undergone qualitative changes.

Looking at the ghost with a solemn expression, the enchanting face with a bloodthirsty and gloomy face... The ghost crane soul swallowed a mouthful of water, and finally weakly distributed a wisp of life soul to extend to the ghost.

Wuliang, who had controlled the ghost crane, turned his head to look at Yaorao with guilty expressions: "Yulu, I Wangliang beg you to give you another chance to Senior Guihe. After all, it is not easy for him to live in this form for tens of thousands of years."

"Yes, yes, yes! I won't stir up trouble anymore, I just want to go home! Wooh, wuh, wuh, the soul body has no hands and feet and cannot do without black bones. I was confused for a while, I won't know what I will do in the future! Really! I'm very sincere!" The ghost crane soul also said in a terrifying way. In order to survive, I don't want any face to be the old senior.

"All right……"

Yaorao waved to Naduoduo, who was swaying at the claws. After all, this was a matter within the sect, not to mention that the ghost crane had handed over his life soul and would not cause any more storms.

"In this way, you kid will get a lot of benefits!" Yaorao restrained the bloodthirsty intention on her face and squeezed her eyes at the monster.

There is a soul of a ten thousand years of ancestor who swore allegiance to him. With the potential of the monster, I am afraid that it will soon surpass his master and become a summoner of Thousand Souls... a summoner of Ten Thousand Souls... even stronger! Although these are all later stories, it is worth looking forward to.

"Thanks to your help, although this is a bit unprotected, I, Wangliang, still swear here. If one day you need to destroy the power of Hemingtai, I will do my best to help you achieve your wish." Wangliang remembered Yaorao's kindness firmly in his heart, and said excitedly and sincerely.

"It's good to have you." The charming and ghostly smiled.

Her road ahead is rugged. Whether it is to leave this strange sac or to find the Dragon Transformation Pool that suppresses the Blood Ancestor in the future, in addition to improving her combat power, there is another very important thing that must be prepared in advance!

That's...alliers!

Naduoduo, who tasted the sweetness of taking over the body, had a trace of evil thoughts in his heart. If Master Long's body is taken away, would he be able to overwhelm the smelly woman openly? Destroy haha!

Do it immediately when you think about it! Naduoduo quietly walked towards Longjue while everyone was unprepared...

My heart is itchy, my heart is itchy! Naduoduo only thinks he is very smart!

Just as he had just split a trace of soul power and approached Long Jue's body, Naduoduo's eyes were immediately wrapped in red flames! It was so terrifying and hot! It seemed to be immediately wrapped in the erupting magma!

Some people have special physiques that are extremely difficult to take over. For example, Long Jue's spiritual consciousness has divine fire to protect the body! It can burn the soul!

Lord Demon servant's plan failed immediately.

puff!

Poor Naduo's nose bleeding suddenly flowed down. The soul felt like it was burned instantly.
Chapter completed!