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Chapter 2500 and Twelve Why bother to fight

Liu Qianji's expression suddenly changed and he asked in surprise: "Who is senior? How could he know my identity?"

Li Yaozong carried his hands on his back and said calmly: "Your master and I are old friends, and under his recommendation, I have also met your father."

"when?"

Liu Qianji cannot calm down.

"Eight years ago..." Li Yaozong recalled and said in memory: "Eight years ago, the mainland was in a melee, and the wars of the nine major Wuzhous were ignited, countless geniuses emerged, and the emperors and saints were killed endlessly."

"Your master Liumaoshan is an illusion saint of the world. He has formed countless enemies. Later, he passed the magical powers of the soul to your father, so that his methods can be continued."

"It's a pity that the disciples of the school are not strong, your master and father have passed away one after another, leaving you alone to survive in the world."

Said.

Li Yaozong smiled and said, "If I remember correctly, your master should have left you a treasure bag containing an ice soul."

Liu Qianji's body shook and said incredibly: "How do you know for the sake of yourselves?"

"Of course I know that this ice spirit is called Hantian Spirit Pearl, it is an eighth-grade spiritual treasure of Hanxin Palace and a special token. When I coached Hanxin Palace, I left this ice spirit to Liumaoshan and warned him that if his descendants were desperate, they could come to me with the ice spirit."

Li Yaozong stated the facts of that year.

These were all eight years ago.

But in Li Yaozong's eyes, it seemed like yesterday, and was vivid in his mind.

Liu Qianji was stunned.

Because Li Yaozong's words are true at all.

Moreover, the master has only told him about this matter, and others cannot know about it, even his father Liu Fufeng doesn’t know about it!

"So that!"

Liu Qianji suddenly became excited and said, "Are you Senior Ice Emperor?"

"It's not anymore... My senior brother is the Ice Emperor, but it's a pity that he has gone west. I'm just a warrior who practices coldness. My name is Li Yaozong." Li Yaozong said.

"It's really you!" Liu Qianji didn't know whether he was happy or shocked. This was all the past. He had never remembered it in his heart when he was young.

But looking back on the hardships and difficulties of practicing soul magic over the years, Liu Qianji suddenly felt a sour feeling.

"If the master could meet the senior, I would probably be very happy, it's a pity..."

Liu Qianji sighed, his eyes dimmed.

"A man cannot be resurrected when he dies, even the legendary true immortal power is no exception. There is nothing to regret." Li Yaozong comforted him.

"But senior, why are you in Xu Liusu's soul world? Could it be that you were being slapped by him?"

Liu Qianji thought of something again, and his expression faded again.

"To be honest, my friend in white and I are good friends. If it weren't for his help, I'm afraid I'm still a useless old man with no cultivation." Li Yaozong said.

"What!" Liu Qianji's heart was once again stirred.

At this moment, Li Yaozong's eyes changed slightly and he suddenly took action.

His calm eyes suddenly shot out two blue lights.

These two blue lights are soul magic tricks, with erosion effects. Once they are hit, they will control the opponent's mind.

Liu Qianji was caught off guard and had no time to dodge. He was stunned for a moment and his eyes disappeared.

"Brother Xu, let me leave this younger generation. Although you belong to different factions and have some grudges, he is an old friend after all, so I can't kill him." After all, Li Yaozong said to Xukong.

Buzz.

The void fluctuates.

Qingyi showed up with a gun.
Chapter completed!
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