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Chapter 141 Suspected Demon Race
Sea of ​​clouds faction.

"What, they're all missing?!" Daojun Jiuqing, the head of the sect, received the news, and the armrest of the wooden chair he was pressing on with his right hand cracked open.

The disciple who sent the letter was too frightened to speak out.

According to the agreement, the disciples who went ahead to explore the path would send news every day to record their actions, but they had not received the sound transmission for two consecutive days, and the disciples of Chengji Hall were having trouble sleeping and eating, so they finally dispatched last night. The trajectory searched, but failed to find relevant clues, and even the location of the sound transmission note could not be determined.

But a bold and careful disciple found blood at the junction of the Disaster Forest and the Sea of ​​Death, not much, enough to prove that it was human blood.

That's why they reported it in time, thinking that it belonged to the Pathfinder disciples.

Soon, the other peak masters also got to know the news and gathered in the meeting hall to discuss.

"We don't have clear evidence to prove who did it, so we can't just accuse Liyue and Tianyang faction."

"Then do we have to swallow our anger? There are five disciples in total, all of them are above Jindan. It is a huge loss to our sect if they disappear all of a sudden. And the one who can kill them must be the late Jindan, or even Nascent Soul. They shouldn't offend them." who ever was?"

"Where are the people from the Liyue faction? Is there any news from there?"

The messenger disciple nodded and said, "I'm missing too." After a pause, he stammered, "This time Qinglian Daoist of the Liyue Sect also followed, but the internal news of the Liyue Sect is that the disciple is missing. .They sent more men than we did."

This sentence reminds everyone sitting here.

Qinglian is a newcomer to Huashen, so it is believable to say that ordinary disciples are missing. If Qinglian is missing, the other party must be a powerful existence.

Could it be that the elders of Tianyang Sect made a move?

It seems that what Sang Qi found this time is a big piece of fat, and the old guys of Tianyang Sect don't want outsiders to know.

You need to know that there is no impenetrable wall in the world, as long as you do it, there must be clues for them to find.

All the peak masters looked at the silent head, no one took the initiative to take the job.If the Tianyang Sect really sent out big shots, it would be safer to let the elders go out in person, and they shrimps should stop joining in the fun.

At the same time, Daoist Qingyue, who lived on Wushuang Peak, squinted his eyes, thinking about everything that happened in the water mirror.

When Mo Yun came up, he glanced up and found that he finally stopped staring at the three-acre land in front of the mountain gate. He felt a little disappointed, but also a little relieved.

What is disappointing is that after many years, Dao Zun has forgotten that he still has a disciple whose whereabouts are unknown; the comfort is that Dao Zun can see through and figure it out, and not getting entangled will help his cultivation, and will not cause demons.

He changed the tea and couldn't help but ask, "What happened?"

Daoist Qingyue didn't answer him right away, but waited for two spiritual lights to rush out towards the mountain gate from the direction of the meeting hall, before he took a sip of the spiritual tea and said, "Do you know the magic-gathering pestle?"

Mo Yun froze for a moment, then nodded, and was a little excited, "I know, there are anecdotes and strange things collected by Lingyin. The magic-gathering pestle is specially used to gather the souls of demons, and it can drive the souls in the magic-gathering pestle for your own use." , You can also refine the soul, just like making a puppet, but the method seems to be known only to the high-ranking demons."

He breathed a sigh of relief, Dao Zun would not test his knowledge for no reason, so the next thing may have something to do with the magic pestle.

"Dao Zun, are the demons alive?" His back felt cold.

To be precise, the demons and their cultivators are not on the same continent, and they have lived in peace for nearly a thousand years. Although there are occasional frictions, they will not be brought to the table.

Except for Kong Qing.

Qingyue flicked her sleeves and retracted the water mirror, "Yes and no."

He playfully admired Mo Yun's painful state that he couldn't figure out even after racking his brains, and found it very interesting.

After a long while, he finally reminded him: "The Demon Gathering Pestle appears in this world, it must have something to do with the Demon Race. Inform Mu Jiuqing and be careful of Tianyang Sect."

After all, the person disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Mo Yun yelled to the sky, "Where are you going, Daoist?"

"Looking for an apprentice." Daoist Qingyue's cold and smiling voice echoed in the air.

He praised him for putting it down for the time being before, and after saying a few words, he went to look for Lingyin again.

I don't know where Lingyin is.
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Wanmo Palace Square.

After Lingyin circulated for twelve days, the Lingtai was clear and full of energy. Looking inside the spiritual root, the wood water spiritual root was thicker than before, crystal clear, like a spar.

She moved her ears first, and noticed that the surroundings were extremely quiet, and wondered why Yun Jiu stopped making noise.

Slowly opening her eyes, her sparkling apricot pupils rolled around, and she found Yun Jiu who had been arguing endlessly before falling into meditation.

At this moment, Yun Jiu was probably tired, and she also sat beside the stone pillar to meditate.

Phew, she let out a long breath.

Lingyin rubbed her neck, stood up and stretched her muscles and bones, and was about to go to the demon statue to try again, to see if she could find her senior brother.

Suddenly, a huge picture appeared in the sky, as if sitting in a movie theater watching a movie.

On the "screen", a group of nearly a hundred disciples were walking along the graceful curve of the sand dunes. The golden sand shone with a golden luster and burned hot under their feet, and those people complained endlessly.

This is... an outside scene?

A trace of uneasiness welled up in Lingyin's heart.

Looking at the costumes, they are disciples of the Tianyang Sect. Why did they come to the sea of ​​death and dispatch so many people at one time? I still saw it in the competition for the beast control sect.

Her mind was exquisite and clear, and after thinking about it for a while, she felt that this matter was unusual.

Either there are other treasures inside the Sea of ​​Death, or they know the existence of the Palace of Demons.

But the Wanmo Palace has been covered in dust for tens of thousands of years, how did they know about it?
Also, Tianyang faction dispatched a large number of people, it is impossible not to disturb people from other sects, especially Yunhai and Liyue. The disciples in the sect are widely spread and well-informed. like.

If they get news, they will definitely follow up, but there are no other disciples in the screen.Behind those people, there is only a vast and boundless desert, not even a single monster.

unreasonable.

She moved her eyes to the front of the team again, and found that the picture could communicate her heart.Which part she wants to see, the screen will show which part can even be zoomed in and out.

In front of the team, the leader was wearing the uniform of the Tianyang Sect and a white cloak. Most of his face was hidden under the hat, which seemed quite mysterious.

After observing for a while, she was sure that the entire Tianyang Sect was headed by him, and he didn't have a map in his hand, and he had to direct the route with his brain, and the goal was very clear.

After a while, a gentle and soft voice came from above his head: "What are you looking at?"

Lingyin jumped a few steps forward as if she had seen a ghost, staring at him with wide eyes, vigilance and panic were revealed in her eyes.

Seeing that it was Yun Muqing who came, she raised her breath with ease.

"Looking at the sky." She replied.

Yun Muqing was puzzled, looked up at the sky, and asked confusedly: "What's so good about the sky?"

(End of this chapter)