When Lin Hao's spiritual sense sensed that the three Nascent Soul Priests of the Wushen Tribe were approaching here, he sat cross-legged and began to slowly recover his cultivation.

He didn't even take a look at the corpse on the ground that was pierced into a hornet's nest by him! Shaoqing saw three Yuanying auras flying over.

These three people were shocked by the three Nascent Soul Priests that Lin Hao saw during the "Silong" competition that day.

I saw that behind these three Nascent Soul Priests were Ma Qing and Huang Dafa.

It turned out that because Ma Qing was worried about Lin Hao's safety, he immediately informed the three Nascent Soul Priests. However, when they arrived, they found that Lin Hao was sitting cross-legged on the empty lonely peak. There was a bleak scene after the war. A headless blood jade spider that was as good as a mountain died on the ground. In addition, they saw a mummy... and Mo Cang's unrecognizable corpse.

ah?

"Is it...Mo Dasilong?"

"Boy, you actually killed Mo Dasilong?

And...even the seventh-level blood jade poisonous spider he tamed was killed?

How is that possible?”

Looking at this scene, the three high priests of the Wushen tribe were all stunned.

Ma Qing even widened her eyes and looked at the scene on the field in disbelief! Only Huang Dafa grinned and said, "Did you see, I have said that my senior has a strong strength! The one who abuses the Nascent Soul!"

Lin Hao sat cross-legged, his eyes closed! When the three Nascent Soul Priests said this, his eyes slowly opened, and two rays of light shot out from his pupils. At this moment, his cultivation seemed to have improved a lot.

"I killed it!"

Lin Hao stood up and said slowly.

When Lin Hao really killed Mo Cang and the seventh-level blood jade poisonous spider, even the three Nascent Soul Priests' expressions changed at this moment.

The tall and old man in the Nascent Soul who was wearing a gray robe couldn't help but say, "Boy, you've been in trouble! Although you are the Silong of the Wushen Tribe now, this Silong of the Mo Da Silong... is the largest animal trainer in my tribe! How can you kill him?"

"Besides, Mo Dasilong is a middle-level Nascent Soul cultivation, plus the seventh-level monster beside him... Lin Hao, how did you do it?"

Another Nascent Soul Priest also looked at Lin Hao in disbelief and asked.

Obviously, they were all too surprised! It seemed that no one could believe that Lin Hao actually killed Mo Cang.

"So what if I kill him?

What's more, his body is not the real body of the Nascent Soul, but a Dharma body condensed by a powerful man in the virtual god realm."

Lin Hao looked at the corpse of Mo Cang, which had long become a hornet's nest, and said lightly.

"What?

Dharmakaya?”

After hearing Lin Hao's words, the three Nascent Soul High Priests all showed doubts on their faces.

"Lin Hao, what are you talking about?

What Dharma body condensed from the virtual god realm?”

In the end, the Nascent Soul Priest who had not spoken could not help but speak.

Lin Hao pointed at Mo Cang's corpse: "He is just a puppet Dharma body! He is hidden in the Wushen Tribe for more than two hundred years. I really can't believe that you haven't discovered it yet?"

As soon as these words came out, all the three Nascent Soul Priests in front of them changed their expressions.

Even Ma Qing and Huang Dafa were stunned.

"absurd?

How is that possible?

He is clearly the Grand Dragon of my Wushen Tribe, how could it be a puppet Dharma body?"

"Yes! Lin Hao, you have killed Mo Dasilong, why do you still blame him?

Is there any evidence?”

Just when the three Nascent Soul Priests in front of him couldn't believe it, two rays of light flashed in Lin Hao's eyes, and then he pointed his right hand at Mo Cang's corpse.

"If you want evidence, I'll show you."

As Lin Hao's finger fell, a burst of spiritual power suddenly shot towards Mo Cang's corpse. Immediately afterwards, Mo Cang's corpse began to wither rapidly... Finally, it turned into a scarecrow, and saw a strange yellow talisman sticking on the scarecrow's head! The moment the talisman appeared, it spontaneously ignited with a puff, and finally turned into a ray of black smoke and disappeared into the world.

ah?

Seeing this scene, all the three Nascent Soul Priests in front of them shouted in horror.

"The Dharma body condensed by the grass man is this powerful and powerful man from the Void Divine Mirror!!"

The guy who was the first to question Lin Hao just now couldn't help but scream in a panic.

The other two Nascent Soul Priests were completely stunned and stared at the scarecrow with incredible eyes! No one had ever thought that the first great dragon who had been hiding in the Wushen tribe for two hundred years was actually a small scarecrow?

"how so?"

"Is he really just a puppet Dharma body?"

"And it actually lurks in our Wushen tribe for two hundred years?"

When this shocking fact appeared in the hearts of the three Nascent Soul Priests, they couldn't help but feel shocked.

Among these three, the tall and disliked Nascent Soul Priest had the best relationship with Mo Cang. When he thought that Mo Cang was actually a scarecrow's puppet body, a chill rushed up from his heart.

"Damn it, damn it!! Unexpectedly, this Mo Cang was just a scarecrow's puppet Dharma body!!"

"Yes! It's so scary!"

"I have to thank Lin Hao for all this. Otherwise, we wouldn't believe this fact even if we were beaten to death."

After they finished speaking, they looked at Lin Hao with gratitude.

This matter is too much to do with the lives of more than 100,000 cultivators in the entire Wushen tribe! After all, a powerful man in the virtual god realm is too powerful, and no one has even appeared in the entire Ximan Continent! Now, one has appeared here.

"Don't thank me! I only knew after killing him!"

Lin Hao said lightly.

What he said was the truth. If Lin Hao had not used more than 10,000 Qingyuan Sword Techniques to kill Mo Cang's puppet Dharma body in the end, he wouldn't have known that the so-called No. 1 Dragon of the Beast Mountain was just a scarecrow?

"Lin Hao, who is this person?

Why are you deliberately hiding in my Wushen tribe?"

A high priest of Nascent Soul asked Lin Hao.

“I want to ask you guys?

Why is he hiding in your Wushen tribe?"

Lin Hao said.

The high priest fell silent in an instant! Lin Hao had only been in the Wushen tribe for half a year, how could he know about Mo Cang?
Chapter completed!