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Chapter 2292

There is nothing wrong with the judge's words!

If a strong man of that level takes action, Ling Hao really has no chance of taking action!

"Let's talk about it when the time comes!" Xi'er responded with a slight twitch.

"Miss, how long can the seal last?" Xuanpang asked.

"I don't know!" Xi'er shook her head: "Maybe a hundred years, maybe a day!"

"Or, let's run first before the seal is broken! It's probably too late!" Xuanpang paused and continued.

"The demon really comes out by then, and there are people from the Tianmeng who will take care of it. Let's not worry about it, are you right?"

Everyone: "..."

"He was sealed by the ancestors of our family!" Xi'er replied: "If he comes out, the first thing he wants to deal with is our family. Do you think I can run away?"

"Okay!" Hearing her words, Xuanpang pouted and replied.

"Miss Xi'er, I don't know if I can help you, let's go and have a look first!" Ling Hao looked at the other party and spoke.

"Okay!" After Xi'er finished speaking, she led the group of people forward.

About a quarter of an hour, everyone came to a slightly empty valley entrance.

Everyone can see at a glance that there is a large pit hundreds of meters away, with a diameter of about 1,000 meters. At the same time, they can sense an extremely cold breath that permeates the hole.

"Miss Xi'er, the devil is sealed in that pit?" Qinglong pointed ahead and asked.

"Yeah!" Xi'er nodded.

"Xi'er, why are you here?" At this moment, an old man's voice sounded, and then a white-haired old man led about twenty people out of the forest on the right.

Obviously, these people are all here guarding the seal.

Ling Hao roughly checked the cultivation level of the other party, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Except for the three people in the front that could not detect the specific aura, the other dozen people, without exception, all had the cultivation level of the Guiyuan Realm!

The strongest person is the sixth-grade Guiyuan, and the weakest person is also the fourth-grade realm!

This formation is a bit terrifying!

"Grandpa!" Xi'er looked at the white-haired old man and said hello.

"Xi'er, are they?" The white-haired old man named Mozine looked at Ling Hao and others while speaking.

"This is Mr. Ling Hao, Ling!" Xi'er pointed at Ling Hao and introduced.

"Oh?" Mozine and everyone behind him were stunned at the same time when he heard this name.

Although they don’t know Ling Hao, they must have heard of this name.

"I've heard of Mr. Ling's name for a long time, I'm lucky to know!" Mozine paused and bowed slightly.

"Old Mr. Mo is polite!" Ling Hao bowed and responded.

"Mr. Ling, I'll ask you presumptuously, the Qiankun Nine Dragon Cauldron is really on you?" Mozin continued to speak.

"Yes!" Ling Hao nodded.

"Then Mr. Ling can activate the Nine Dragon Cauldron to defend against the enemy?" Mozin asked.

"No!" Ling Hao shook his head: "At least not yet!"

"No?" Mozin was stunned for a moment, and as he spoke, he looked at Xi'er in a little surprised.

Obviously, in his opinion, his granddaughter brought Ling Hao here must have wanted to use the Qiankun Nine Dragon Cauldron to subdue the sealed demon!

They knew very well that although the people in the pit were extremely terrifying, they were just a witch compared to the Nine Dragon Cauldron!

The number one existence of the top ten sacred objects, let alone these seventh-level star fields, no one can compete with even the eighth-level star fields!

But now, when I heard that Ling Hao could not activate the Nine Dragon Cauldron to defend the enemy, the glimmer of hope that had just risen in my heart became slim again.

"Young Master Ling has a knife that can break the seal of the Demon Clan in the Demon Clan in the Wilderness!" Xi'er responded and continued to add: "And, Zhong Banxian specifically asked him to come to me, so it should be a targetless person!"

"Oh?" Mozin was stunned again: "Young Master Ling, do you know Miss Zhong?"

"Miss Zhong is kind to us!" Ling Hao nodded.

"Since it was Miss Zhong who asked Mr. Ling, you came here, maybe you can try it!" Mozin paused and continued, "Mr. Ling, can you take a look at your knife?"

"Yes!" Ling Hao handed over the knife.

Mozine took the knife and watched carefully for a while, then handed it to an old man in gray robe behind him: "Great Elder, look!"

"Okay!" The old man in gray robe responded and took it over.

After a while, the old man handed the knife to Ling Hao: "Young Master Ling, where did you get this knife?"

"It was given by one of my seniors!" Ling Hao asked in response: "Great Elder, can you tell the origin of this knife?"

"Please forgive me for being ignorant and can't see it!" The elder shook his head: "But this knife should be extraordinary!"

Ling Hao: "..."

Many people have said this, but no one can tell the specific source of the knife!

"Great Elder, did you find something?" Xi'er asked.

"If I guess correctly, this knife should have spirituality!" The Great Elder responded: "But it has not been developed yet, so its power may not even be exerted by one tenth!"

"Spirituality?" Ling Hao and Lu Yue were stunned.

Everyone also had a scene in their minds that they planned to reshape the Yin-Yang Wuji Furnace some time ago. At that time, the Kuang Dao was unwilling to go in.

"Great Elder, swords also have spirituality?" Lu Yue asked, "Isn't spirituality only possessed by living things?"

"It's true in general!" The Great Elder nodded: "But if human consciousness is injected into something without life, then this thing can have spirituality!"

After saying that, he explained again: "For example, the Qiankun Nine Dragon Cauldron, theoretically, it is just a bell and tripod."

"But there are peerless masters who inject human consciousness into it, so it has spirituality, otherwise it would not be possible to choose its own master."

"I understand!" Lu Yue and others nodded in a vague way.

"Hehe..." At this moment, a hoarse voice that made people scalp numb and husky spread throughout the valley, and the ground could be seen shaking several times.

"Damn, what's the matter?" Shangguan Mingtian couldn't help but shout.

"Yin Su Demon Lord!" Xi'er replied.

"Yin Suo Demon Lord?" Shangguan Mingtian was stunned for a moment: "Is it the demon sealed there?"

"Yeah!" Xier nodded and looked at Mozine: "Grandpa, what's going on recently?"

"Not very optimistic!" Moji shook his head: "The seal can last for a few months at most..."

"Hahaha..." Before Mogine could finish her voice, she heard a hoarse voice again: "How many months? Old Man Mo, you are very optimistic!"

"At three days at most, I will keep you from keeping your family!"

"Hmm?!" Mozin and others' faces changed at the same time.

"It seems that the situation is worse than we expected!" Mozin's face was solemn.

"I know you're scared?" Yinsou Demon Lord continued to speak.

"I told you hundreds of years ago that as long as you take the initiative to lift the seal and let me out, I will spare your Mo family, but if you don't do it, do you regret it now?"

"Do you think I will believe you?" Mozine frowned.

"Hehe..." Yinsou Demon Lord sneered: "I really can't believe it!"

"When I was asked by your ancestor of the Mo family to seal me, I swear that when I came out, the Mo family would disappear completely!"

"However, if you took the initiative to let me out hundreds of years ago, I might be able to leave a wisp of incense for your Mo family, which is the only chance for your Mo family."

"It's a pity that you wasted your chance!"

Rumble! Rumble!

As he finished speaking, a deafening sound spread throughout the valley, the earth shook, and more than a dozen bottomless gullies cracked at the ground near the pit at the same time.
Chapter completed!
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