The squirrel quietly poked a ray of consciousness out of the ninth-level spiritual tower.

The next moment, its sound came into Yue Lin's heart.

He is Hunyuan, but he is not Hunyuan either.

To be precise, it should be a ray of consciousness left by the Shouyuan.

After a long period of erosion, I have become a little out of control and crazy.

To take a step back, this person has nothing to do with Youxuan.

Perhaps after hundreds or thousands of years of evolution, it may become a life form the same as the original mysterious one, but now it is just a ray of consciousness.

"The life-saving straw that Youxuan mentioned is the beads that are about to be broken into several pieces?"

"Yes, this is the last retreat that Youxuan left for himself, and it is also its last life-saving straw."

The sound from the ninth-level spiritual tower seemed a little empty and deep.

"So, what should I do now?" Yue Lin slowly retreated until he leaned against a tough but elastic barrier behind his back.

"That's right, the key is on me, and only I can open the door, the door that welcomes Youxuan's return, all the adults need to do is to get close to the round bead within ten feet, and let me complete the rest."

Yue Lin shook his head slowly, "Youxuan needs to withdraw some of the remaining rewards in advance."

A very strong and fishy smell emanated from the nine-story spiritual tower.

Tick ​​to...

Tick ​​tick...

This time, a total of six drops of Taotie's blood oozed out of the tower and fell on the surface of Yue Lin's body.

Yue Lin's skin clamped against the Spirit-Shenling Tower suddenly cracked a hole, and dozens of barbed muscles stretched out from it, wrapped each drop of blood tightly, and quickly pulled it into his body.

"In order to show sincerity, pay a part of the reward again, what if the adults wish to do?"

With the second wave of Taotie's blood devoured, Yue Lin suddenly showed a strange smile.

Instead of answering the question immediately, he turned his attention to the war space.

A small ball of bloodline essence was surging and boiling, emitting energy fluctuations.

This is the bloodline of the Tu family that was collected when the Tu family was destroyed in the Three Dao of Southern Jin.

Yue Lin suddenly recalled the information revealed by Taoist Cong Yun before his death, and the smile on the corner of his lips became more and more hideous and terrifying.

"Since that's the case, let's solve you all!"

boom!

The essence of Tujia's bloodline is injected with a large amount of crystal gas, making its changes more intense.

After counting to three silently, Yue Lin directly separated the essence of the Tu family's bloodline and threw it out of the war space.

The red blood changed violently, and eventually gradually became shape and turned into a handsome boy.

"I didn't expect that the absurd legend was real, and I didn't expect that after spending such a huge price, the answer I got was only half correct."

"The adults have completely forgotten themselves. So, want to know who they are?" Yue Lin smiled lowly, "Then let's make a deal."

"What transaction?" The voice from the round bead was full of doubts and urgency.

"It depends on what the adults want to know the most, how did they come from or why they didn't?"

The face transformed by the broken round bead was silent for a moment, and finally understood the implicit meaning of Yue Lin's words, "I need to know all these."

"Very good, then, let me help me figure out the second question first, why did you not have it at the beginning."

The smile on Yue Lin's face became more and more strange, "I am the most credible and immediately summoned one of the parties involved."

"One of the parties involved? Very good. As long as you can give a satisfactory reply, I can pay you a satisfactory reward."

Yue Lin sighed long and shook his head slowly, "Reward? No remuneration is needed. I did this not for myself."

"Don't you believe it? Then you can only show the sincerity of the younger generation."

"Sincerity?" The face projected on the round bead was stunned, and then his expression suddenly changed, "You actually have some of my power."

Yue Lin hid the bloodline of the Lou family that was inspired and sighed slowly, "It's just a broken bloodline inheritance."

"And the situation of this clan is extremely difficult... So as the strongest person in the clan, I have to take the legends that have been passed down for thousands of years seriously and look for clues everywhere."

"Your trail was finally discovered here."

The face above the bead was silent for a long time before sighing, "I have too many memories to remember what happened."

Yue Lin bowed slightly, and said sincerely, "Sir, the memory may be true or false, but the blood connection between us is truly true."

"What are your plans and plans?"

Yue Lin slowly straightened his body, his eyes were pure, "Sir, my plan is very simple, that is, to return all the pain that was originally put on my clan, so that he could return to the peak again."

"But before you really start, you need to reveal a little bit that the strength you have now can make the younger generation's plans more targeted."

The Black Emperor's Emblem was anxious and anxious, waiting outside the round curtain.

Her self-confidence was once again devastating at this moment.

Since its arrival, Black Emperor Huiye has been looking down at the indigenous monks in this world with a look down, but all this has disappeared in the fight with Yue Lin.

As a cultivator Guixu of the Black Emperor clan, she was defeated after a hard battle, and even left everything under the control of the original enemy in order to survive.

At this moment, the Black Emperor Huiye felt more and more powerless and helpless.

Just dozens of feet away, a fierce battle took place.

However, she was not even capable of participating.

There is actually a great monk of the Tribulation Dharma hidden in the 100,000 mountains. Although the inner world is broken due to unknown reasons, the Tribulation Dharma is a Tribulation Dharma after all, and she cannot compare it with it.

The Black Emperor's Emblem sighs quietly at night.

Suddenly, her face changed drastically.

It was as if he was targeted by a natural enemy, his body suddenly became extremely stiff, and it was difficult to complete the slow movement of turning his head slowly.

An illusory figure stood beside her at some point.

Just like her, she was paying close attention to the battle situation in the round curtain.

"The monks of the Black Emperor clan?"

The man smiled faintly, but his tone was indescribable.

Swish...

Absent from the figure, an illusory shadow suddenly appeared, "You seem to have a lot to do with the death of Master Liuyun. Now it seems that even the destruction of the Tu family in Jinnan will be counted on you."

Then there is the third one.

Three shadows, who were no different, spoke in one go, making the same sound, "It's great to meet you here."

Hei Emperor Huiye suddenly felt cold in his heart, and he watched his three palms expand rapidly in front of him until they filled the world and occupied the entire field of vision.

"The soul of the robbery monk!"

"No, this feeling!"

"There are three completely identical gods of the law of the Tribulation, and they are not projections of incarnation!"
Chapter completed!