"What?"

"Qi Ming, what are you talking about?"

"What's going on? Who wants to kill you? Where is your master?"

The Lord of the Mogui Palace almost jumped up from the ground as he heard Qi Ming's crying.

My goodness!

Who has a broken brain or has eaten the courage of the bear heart and leopard, and wants to kill Qi Ming?

You know, Qi Ming is the disciple of the old guy, and the old bastard in Qizhen is also determined to accept him as his disciple.

The two of them were old people who had half a foot in the coffin and had little lifespan.

Even if he was arrogant in front of the two people, Xuan Chenzi, the great elder of the holy land who looked like a master, had to be harmonious when facing Qi Ming.

For fear of being neglected, those two old bastards will fight him to the death!

Now someone wants to kill Qi Ming!

Isn’t this an old birthday boy hanging himself and getting tired of living?

"Go back to the palace master, Elder Divine Talisman has gone into seclusion, only Junior Brother Qi and I are left!"

"This is the specific thing. After Junior Brother Qi and I came out of the alchemy hall, we found someone plotting against him!"

"This is that man's weapon, look!"

Lu Ze stood up at the right time, took out the flying needle from his hand and handed it to him.

"Is this a Dust Wind Needle?"

"There is actually Soul Destroying Sphere on this?"

The owner of Mogui Palace has excellent eyesight and can recognize the origin of this needle at a glance and the poison on it.

When the time comes, an indescribable cold murderous intent appears and appears from his body.

The old man who was originally kind and kind, with a fairy-like appearance, climbed like a Yama who walked out of purgatory.

Qi Ming, who had previously been holding the Palace Master of Mogui Palace, immediately noticed a cold stinging pain coming from his body.

At this time, the thin old man in his arms seemed to be no longer alone, but a piece of Xuanyi that has been around for thousands of years.

Cold and bone-black, slightly closer, even the blood and soul will freeze!

Qi Ming was shocked and quickly let go of the old man, flashed and jumped behind Lu Ze.

With a fear and incredible look, I looked at the Lord of Mogui Palace.

It is hard to imagine how an old man who was amiable and as a stranger as a worldly immortal turned into a fearful Yama?

The owner of the Mogui Palace ignored Qi Ming and looked carefully at the dust sealing needle in his hand.

The Chenfeng Needle is a magic weapon forged with a special crystal containing the laws of wind.

The great success of magic weapons can easily penetrate the protective Taoist brilliance of powerful people in the magical power realm!

One dust wind needle costs ten thousand top-grade spirit stones!

And the forging techniques and the laws contained in his hand are much more powerful than the ordinary Dust Wind Needle.

Even the powerful people in the Wanxiang Realm may not be able to withstand it. They can at least sell 100,000 high-grade spirit stones, and they are the ones that are priceless!

Not to mention, there is also a Soul Destruction Sphere for the souls of the monks!

This thing is made by collecting the resentful souls of living beings!

Only the soul-destroying santhemum wrapped around this needle can be refined by the resentful souls of at least three thousand creatures.

The price is even further away from this dust wind needle!

Even if the world realm is touched, they will die. Even if the king and prince want to save him, they will be powerless to restore the world!

Who is it?

Who is it?

How dare you use this kind of inhumane evil thing in their holy land?

The owner of the Mogui Palace had the murderous intent in his heart soared into the sky, and there seemed to be corpses, mountains of bones, and seas of corpses in his eyes.

But after a moment, all his emotions were restrained and he swept across the two with an expressionless face and said:

"You two, come in with me and tell me the matter in detail!"

After a while, Lu Ze and Qi Ming entered the Mogui Hall.

The Lord of the Mogui Palace chose a cleaner and bloodless room to receive them.

In the side room, Lu Ze told him all the things that happened during the Alchemy Hall.

And he also cared about the face of the person who was about to harm him at that time and the rough appearance of the disciple who had stayed under the alchemy hall.

Painted into soul images one by one and handed over to the Lord of Mogui Hall.

There were many people below the alchemy hall before, at least a thousand people.

Fortunately, Lu Ze's mental power increased greatly, otherwise the appearance of these thousand people would be quite difficult.

The owner of the Mogui Hall nodded slightly and said:

"I know this, you two are here today!"

"I will give you three days to give me, and I will definitely give you an explanation!"

As he said that, the Lord of the Mogui Hall attracted disciples of the Mogui Hall and handed over the soul statue given by Lu Ze to them, so he let them do things.

When Lu Ze saw it, he was secretly happy.

Those guys who attacked him would definitely not have thought that they would actually kill people with a knife, right?

What a group of idiots, fucking him in the Xuantian Holy Land!

Isn’t this a lantern in a pit, seeking death?

Moreover, this time, I not only have to use the hand of the holy land to kill them, but also make a fortune.

Completely cut off the thoughts of those who have ideas about him behind their backs!

"District Master, can you go out? I want to verify some things!"

Just as the Lord of Mogui Palace had arranged the action, Lu Ze suddenly spoke.

"Hmm? What's the matter?"

The Lord of the Mogui Palace stared at him and said.

"This, Lord of the Palace, this is a personal matter for my disciple. It is not convenient to say it. Please allow it!" Lu Ze said nervously.

The owner of the Mogui Palace frowned, and finally saw Lu Ze's attitude, he could only say impatiently:

"Okay, I'll find two disciples to go out with you later, but Qi Ming wants to stay here!"

"Thank you, elder!" Qi Ming bowed gratefully.

"Senior brother?"

Qi Ming's face turned pale when he heard that Lu Ze was about to throw himself here.

He didn't want to stay in this evil hall, let alone stay with the Lord of the Mogui Hall who made him frightened.

"It's okay, you wait, I'll be back soon!"

"And you will be safer when you stay with the Lord of the Palace!"

"You won't forget your promises and Brother Wei, do you?"

Lu Ze rubbed Qi Ming's hair and smiled with encouragement towards his head.

Seeing this, Qi Ming had no choice but to nod.

Seeing that he responded, Lu Ze immediately breathed a sigh of relief and left the Mogui Hall with two disciples from the Mogui Hall.

After a while, he came to the foot of a huge peak that was towering into the clouds.

A towering palace is built on the top of the giant peak.

The hall is magnificent, with clouds and smoke surrounds, and the divine clouds gushing, like a fairyland.

"Senior Brother Liu, it's not good, then Lu Ze is here again!"

Shortly after Lu Ze arrived at the foot of the mountain, a disciple hurried into the hall and reported to the people in the hall.

In a room in the hall, there is a luxurious jade bed carved with dragons and clouds, engraved with spiritual patterns.

The sound of orioles and swallows is coming, the soft and tender chanting is charming and tempting!

There are charming women on the bed, as if they are undulating peaks and hills, and as if they are beautiful jade illuminated. They are snow-white and crystal clear, better than the bright moon.

The disciple did not dare to enter the door, but only dared to kowtow outside the door, waiting in panic.

"Damn, that beast is here again?"
To be continued...