Chapter 532: Found the Spot of Unrest in the Northwest

Holding the small pagoda, Yin Jiuzhu walked through the chaotic rocks, and in the dark mist, he vaguely saw huge and hideous stone statues standing among the ruins in the middle of the mountain range.

Immediately, there was a look of joy in his eyes, and then he instinctively looked around, hiding himself in the crevices of the rocks, noticing that there was no danger, he just revealed his figure and walked towards the direction where the stone statue stood.

He saw ghosts around the stone statue, and there was a breath in it that made him feel frightened, but it seemed to be imprisoned by the large formation formed by the stone statue.

A few miles further on, winding stone steps appeared among the collapsed rocks. After pondering for a moment, he stepped towards the stone steps.

There are people who practice Linghe ghosts, and he has already guessed, but he has been guarding outside for two years, but he has not sensed any abnormal phenomena in Linghe ghosts, so he couldn't help but come to take a peek.

Walking along the winding stone steps, towards the high stone platform, there are twelve ferocious beast statues standing around the stone platform, standing entrenched, and there is a vague connection between them.

The whole body was tense, and the black tower in his hand was overflowing with a faint black light, and the carved figure on the tower wall seemed to be alive.

After spending a stick of incense, Yin Jiuzhu walked to the top of the stone steps, looked up at the stone platform, and suddenly shrank his eyes.

On a high platform with a radius of ten feet, a pale figure wrapped in a black robe sat cross-legged.

At this moment, Hei Ying's eyes opened, and his eyes were like the Nine Netherworld Pool, sucking his light into it. He wanted to struggle, but found that the small tower in his hand seemed to be imprisoned.

Luo looked at the young man in front of him with surprise in his eyes.

Although Linghe Guishen is not practicing, he has set up a lot of measures to prevent outsiders from intruding. He did not expect that a little guy in the wizarding realm could break through many dangers and appear in the middle of the mountain range.

Although most of the young people in front of them are relying on the small tower in their hands, it is enough to show that their chances are good. Talent is only the foundation, and chance is also very important.

Like him, if he hadn't accidentally obtained a witch-cursing inheritance bead back then, he wouldn't have been easily promoted to the wizard realm. In the witch respect realm, he had reached the ghost copper lamp and was able to be promoted to the witch clan realm.

So chance is very important.

At this moment, Yin Jiuzhu felt that he was imprisoned. In front of him was a witch sect. He was only a wizard, so why would he resist.

I saw the figure in front of me waving gently,

The small tower in his hand flew up into the air and fell into the hands of Wu Zong in front of him.

"Thousand-handed Soul Eater Tower."

Not long after, a cold voice sounded in his ears, he was a little frustrated, the hole cards he relied on for help had been seen through by others, so what else could he do.

"You want to absorb the living souls from the Linghe ghosts, and help you completely refine this Soul Devouring Tower."

"Of course, if you can receive the living soul of a martial artist in the Divine Hidden Realm, it will also be of great help to you."

...

A moment later, just when Yin Jiuzhu felt that his life was gloomy, he found that the Thousand Hands Soul Eater Tower flew back and fell into his hands.

"You are willing to worship me as a teacher."

what!

Yin Jiuzhu suspected that he had heard it wrong. He had been groping all the way, otherwise he would not have been able to resist entering Linghe Ghost Creature to collect ghosts. It was not because the small tower in his hand had not been completely refined.

Not only did a witch sect not blame him for forcibly breaking into the place of cultivation, but he also accepted him as a disciple. This kind of good thing happened to him.

Luo looked at the young man in front of him. Being able to cultivate to the level of a wizard alone was enough to show that he had good talent, and he could also see that the opportunity was good to get a treasure like the Thousand-Handed Soul Eater Tower. There are very few people who can cultivate perfectly without becoming mentally ill.

"Aren't you willing to worship me as a teacher?"

"I~ I am willing."

In a moment, Yin Jiuzhu, who had reacted, fell to his knees with a plop.

"Disciple Yin Jiuzhu pays respects to Master."

Three bows and nine kowtows are as smooth as flowing clouds and flowing water. It can be regarded as hugging a thigh, which is not easy.

"Get up, although our cursed witch lineage is cast aside by everyone in the wilderness, and our methods of doing things are bloody and brutal, but this is just a means of cultivation.

Since you have become my disciple, you must not deceive your master and destroy your ancestors, kill innocent people indiscriminately, or betray your tribe, otherwise I will take your soul out, light the eternal soul lamp, and you will never be reborn forever. "

Yin Qiqi's voice extinguished the momentum that made Yin Jiuzhu happy, and hurriedly knelt down on the ground and shouted: "If the disciple violates something, I don't need Master to take action, and I will kill myself."

After Yin Jiuzhu showed his loyalty, he was slightly relieved. Sure enough, they were all ruthless people who cultivated curses.

"Master, when this disciple obtained this soul tower, he discovered that there was a soul shadow hidden in the depths of the soul tower. idea."

"Ok."

Hearing this, Yin Jiuzhu felt a chill in his heart. Seeing that his words did not surprise Master, he realized in an instant, how could Master not know what he could see clearly just now.

Well, if you don't say it yourself...

For a moment, he felt a chill on his back.

Master's journey is really long...

Hearing what Yin Jiuzhu said, Luo nodded slightly. He was quite honest. He noticed the figure in the soul tower. The soul power was abnormally strong. living soul. Update the fastest mobile terminal::

Once refined, the strength of his disciple will definitely be greatly improved.

They practice curse witches, and refining living souls is also a means of cultivation. Besides, living souls are not deliberately hunted, so there is nothing wrong with them.

With a wave of his big hand, the Thousand-Handed Soul Eater Pagoda fell into Luo's hands again.

"Where did you find this soul tower?"

"Holy King Mountain Range."

Hearing this, Luo glanced at Yin Jiuzhu, the Sacred King Mountain Range was far enough away, and with the strength of a wizard to come here across millions of miles of mountains and plains, the strength was not enough, but luck must be enough.

Luo cast out a voodoo spell, and plunged into the Thousand Hands Soul Eater Tower, and suddenly an illusory figure appeared, with illusory arms intertwined.

Between the countless arms, a faint crimson light floated out, followed by a mass of crimson soul flames, revealing a youth-like soul shadow, with its eyes closed, in a semi-silent state.

"Peak of Divine Hidden."

After summoning the living soul, Luo's eyes showed surprise. The peak of Shenzang is located in the northwest land. It is already considered a first-class top powerhouse, and most of them have names.

"Ok."

It seems that because of the influence of the outside world, the silent soul awakened.

"Leng Shanhan, I want to die together!"

The mental fluctuations of fury burst out, and Huo Yanling woke up from the silence, roaring, and soon became aware of his state and the scene in front of him.

Looking at this furious soul shadow, Luo Luo has a strong breath of life, which is definitely a great opportunity for the curse witch.

Huo Yanling, who was in the soul state, felt very real, and suddenly felt chills, and shouted loudly: "I am a registered disciple of Tianhou Mountain Shenhou, who was killed by a traitor and became a soul state."

"Tianhou Mountain."

Hearing this, Luo was stunned for a moment, and restrained his movements. If he were the registered disciple of the old Shenhou, he would really not be able to train him.

Yin Jiuzhu was watching eagerly, wondering if he could be rewarded by the master, get a share of the pie, and so on. Seeing this scene, he knew it was over.

Seeing Luo looking over, he hurriedly shouted: "Master, it's none of my business, I only have this little strength, how can I kill a strong man of Shenzang?"

"Walk."

Not long after, Luo took his own cheap disciple and the Thousand-Handed Soul Eater Pagoda, and rushed towards the tribe. Since he is a disciple of Tianhou Mountain, and there is a direct disciple of Tianhou Mountain in the clan, this person cannot be killed.

...

Half a day later, in the summer garden.

After hearing what Luo said, Xia Tuo looked at Yin Jiuzhu again, his face was pale, and he was tightly wrapped in a black robe. It was not surprising that Luo accepted him as his disciple with this appearance.

"I have seen the Patriarch."

"Get up."

After some exchanges, the attention of several people fell on the Thousand Hands Soul Eater Tower again, and Huo Yanling's living soul was summoned out again.

"You say you are a named disciple of the old god Hou, what evidence do you have?"

Xia Tuo looked at the red-glowing soul and asked softly. Although Hou Fenghou hadn't returned yet, he didn't have much doubt about the words of the soul in front of him.

Even if it is lying, it is just the difference between early death and late death. In this state of being slaughtered by others, people will instinctively come up with the most deterrent things to deter others and protect themselves.

Besides, in the state of the soul, it is really difficult to lie.

In the former Northwest Land, the old Shenhou brand was harder than Shenjin.

"I am Huo Yanling, Shenhou's registered disciple. I was attacked by another registered disciple, Leng Shanhan. In the end, he smashed his body with the Thousand-Handed Soul Devouring Tower, and I also killed him."

Hearing this, Xia Tuo nodded without asking any further questions, and continued: "Xun Fenghou, the direct disciple of the old Shenhou, is now an elder in my Daxia, and he will come back in a few days, and you will see him at that time." he."

"Second Senior Brother."

Hearing this, Huo Yanling looked happy, as the registered disciple of Shenhou, he could call his direct disciples senior brothers.

"Impossible, how could the second senior brother become an elder in an uncle."

Glancing at Huo Yanling, it seemed that this old man had been silent for a long time, Luo continued to say: "Now the situation in the northwest has changed drastically, and Tianhou Mountain has been closed."

"Ah~"

"It's a long story, let's start with the monumental mocking wind on the Holy King Mountain..."

"Mocking Monument?"

Huo Yanling was stunned, a little unbelievable.

"impossible!"

"I found the Monument of Laughing Wind in Tianhou Mountain. How could it be possible to take away so many uncles?"

"What did you say!"

After a while, Xia Tuo came back to his senses and looked at Huo Yanling.

"I found the Monument of Laughing Wind in the bazaar at the foot of Tianhou Mountain. Leng Shanhan spotted me and chased me all the way to the Holy King Mountain Range. Then we both died..."

After a few breaths, Xia Tuo nodded slightly.

Well, the turmoil in the Northwest started here.