Without any experience, Yin Dong also knew that the fruit-bearing resurrection grass was more precious, and he was also surprised. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Xiaobao's little mouth talking loudly.

"The old man said that red fruits are not for babies to eat. There are peaches, apricots, and cherries in the Holy Mountain. There are many, many fruits that are delicious. You can go pick them with a rake..."

Hearing Xiaobao's slightly aggrieved tone, Yin Dong's expression became more solemn. He collected the resurrecting plant that bore fruit and asked with a hint of probing: "Do you always think that the orchard in the Holy Mountain will still exist?"

The old man did not answer, but Xiaobao answered on his behalf: "The old man said that if the world is not destroyed, the holy mountain will last forever!"

This little childish voice was relaying the old man's words, and it sounded exciting. Yin Dong was silent, and then said: "Senior, how much do you know about the situation of the Burial Clan? For example, our human race has practiced Burial Clan.

Clan skills, do they count as human race or burial clan?"

As soon as he said these words, the old man's aura surged, his face with blurred outlines was full of ferocity, and he glared at Yin Dong. Suddenly, there was a fierce murderous intention rolling towards him, penetrating into his heart.

hold head high!

Yin Dong felt a crisis in his heart, and the dragon's power erupted in his body, and he pushed back tyrannically. Even though their realms were vastly different, the dragon's power that erupted in him still had the power of a mountain roaring and a tsunami, and was extremely tyrannical.

The momentum of the old man was instantly suppressed and dissipated, and Yin Dong also gave up when he saw the opportunity. Instead of further suppressing the other party, he said sincerely: "Senior, I sincerely ask for advice. My father-in-law accidentally obtained a fragment of the burial clan's remnant cauldron.

, after practicing the Burial Clan Kung Fu, I have been worried about the consequences, and I don’t know if I should let him stop practicing again.”

Xiaobao was so smart. He thought about it for a while and understood. He immediately looked at the old man, blinked his dark eyes, and said in a sweet voice: "Grandpa, baby grandpa, dear, but

Okay, help him, okay?"

The old man was suppressed by Yin Dong's aura. His aura was originally disordered and a sinister aura escaped from him. At this moment, after listening to Xiaobao's words, his aura became calmer and the sinister aura gradually dissipated.

After a while, Xiaobao said with a confused look: "Grandpa said that in order to practice the Burial Clan Kung Fu, you must have the blood of the Burial Clan, which is a foreign race, and foreigners must be killed!"

Yin Dong felt a sudden shock in his heart and asked again: "If you have the blood of the Burial Clan and don't practice the Burial Clan's Kung Fu, but practice demonic skills or human Clan Kung Fu, wouldn't you be considered a foreigner?"

The old man still didn't speak and stood there motionless, but he was able to communicate with Xiaobao.

Soon, Xiaobao said, "The Burial Clan has a strict hierarchy and is controlled by the blood curse."

"Can the blood curse be lifted?" Yin Dong looked stern and asked quickly.

He was a little worried about the secret method of a strange alien race like the Burial Clan to control people with the Burial Clan bloodline. Not only his father-in-law Qiu Zhongwen was in danger, but Qiu Ying and Xiaobao were also in danger.

At this moment, it was confirmed that his worries were not unfounded.

The old man looked at Yin Dong, and his facial features could not be seen clearly, and there was an aura of anger on his face that made Yin Dong's heart palpitate.

Xiaobao said next to him: "Grandpa said that those who are not of my race must have different minds, and we should kill them all... Wuwu, baby is afraid, huh, huh, grandpa is not a burial clan..."

After talking about it, Xiaobao started crying.

This little guy is so smart, he actually

I understood what the old man meant, and understood that his grandfather was a member of the Burial Clan and one who wanted to kill them all.

"Don't cry, Xiaobao, let's leave here first." Yin Dong hugged Xiaobao, saluted the old man, and called Colonel Zhong and others to leave.

It can be seen that this old man is only able to persevere until now because of his obsession. His hatred for the Burial Clan was imprinted in his soul during his lifetime, and he is still persistent after death. It is absolutely impossible for him to help a person with the blood of the Burial Clan.

Impossible. [￥… #…The novel is better and updated faster]

Yin Dong said it was useless, so he could only think of a solution after leaving. In any case, after going to the Demon Realm, and before the hidden dangers were eliminated, his father-in-law must not be allowed to practice the Clan Burial Technique.

As for Qiu Ying, he felt that it was necessary to check whether all the saints of the Demon Sect in the past generations had the blood of the Burial Clan. Otherwise, how could the Demon Sect have a method specifically for saints to practice? Before Qiu Ying, the Demon Sect had

How come you haven't found anyone who can practice that skill?

Furthermore, since the Holy Mountain was of course conquered by the invading Burial Clan, and when the Holy Mountain was destroyed, all the Burial Clan who were in the Holy Mountain at that time were wiped out, so maybe some secrets about the Burial Clan could be left behind.

Yin Dong can't wait to go to the Holy Mountain now to search for information about the Burial Clan's blood curse.

Colonel Zhong and others lost their memory, but their basic judgment skills were still there. Although they found the exchange between Yin Dong and his son and the old man in gray robe strange and did not understand what they were talking about, they fully trusted Yin Dong and remained silent.

The one who made no sound followed him outside.

After taking a few steps in the direction of the tower door, Yin Dong turned back. In line with the principle of not wasting natural resources, he collected the star liquid mixed with the Resurrection Grass into the whirlpool ruins, and then quickly chased Colonel Zhong and the others.

When he came out of the Evil Suppression Tower, Yin Dong took a long breath of relief, and then looked at the confused Colonel Zhong, and couldn't help but feel a headache again: "Brother Zhong, your memory won't be completely blank, right?"

Colonel Zhong looked at the bones in the square, then turned to look at the towering tower, frowning and said: "My mind is not blank, it is pitch black. Whenever I try to recall something, my mind feels like needles pricking it."

It seems painful."

The other soldiers also nodded, saying that they, like Colonel Zhong, did not remember anything.

Yin Dong rubbed his eyebrows and asked, "Don't you have any impression of me and Xiaobao?"

"No, I just feel that I am very familiar with you. Anyway, before my memory recovered, I was committed to you." After Colonel Zhong finished speaking, he smiled at Yin Dong and said, "I am committed to you."

expression.

The soldiers all laughed and had the same attitude as Colonel Zhong. They all lost their memories, but they all felt that Yin Dong could be trusted and decided to follow him.

"Should I say, I'm honored?" Yin Dong smiled and urged everyone to leave the ancient city of Bianhuang.

The ancient city of Bianhuang is very strange. The ground is covered with bones in the city. The only living person to see is the black-robed man from the Burial Clan before. There is an ominous atmosphere in the air.

In addition, this city had disappeared inexplicably and reappeared suddenly. No one could tell what the secret was, or whether it would disappear again the next moment, and whether they would be trapped in the city.

Yin Dong led everyone to rush towards the city gate. Fortunately, the warriors' Yuan skills were not affected, and they could still use space-based Yuan skills. They flashed away and quickly left the square and arrived at the city gate.

Crunch——

The heavy city gate is closing slowly, and there is only a foot or so between the two doors... Just as Yin Dong was worried just now, if the speed slows down, they will be trapped in this strange place.

In the city.

boom!
Chapter completed!