"You actually know that thing, now I'm even more curious about who you are."

"who I am?"

The young man in black grinned and said, "I am the residual soul in your body, I forgot so quickly."

"If you don't want to say it, forget it, why bother lying to me?"

Zhao Haotian sneered and shook his head, "I have been fighting with the remnant soul for decades. They have already had some soul fusions between them. As soon as they enter your body, they will be killed by you, so who are you? Can survive in the secret realm of the Demon Emperor

The old monster who has been pretending to die for hundreds of years, isn’t it because this time I wake up just to swallow a trace of my residual soul?”

"Haha, who am I? Actually, I can't remember it."

When the young man in black heard this, he couldn't help laughing a few times.

He shook his head and said, "You guy is very thoughtful, but unfortunately you think too much. I am really seriously injured and have to hide in the secret realm of the Demon King to wait for the opportunity. But I didn't expect that the boy took me out and gave me it to him.

I need the soul power that I need most."

"After all, I can wake up, I really have to thank him. So this time I wake up, I plan to swallow you as a friend as a thank you. Unfortunately, it seems that there is no chance." The young man in black licked the corner of his scarlet mouth and said.

"Repaying kindness and revenge is indeed in line with the character of an evil demon and heretic, but you have not answered me yet. Are you a devil from hundreds of years ago or an evil cultivator from the upper realm?" Zhao Haotian said coldly.

"My name doesn't matter. Even I have forgotten it myself. It's enough for you to know that you are a friend or a enemy. Put away what's behind you."

The young man stood up and walked a few more steps back, as if he was looking for a certain place.

"Well, this place is OK, so we've been talking almost. It's time for me to leave, goodbye."

The young man in black smiled at Zhao Haotian. He showed his index finger with sharp nails in his sleeve, and drew traces on the ground, forming a strange formation. Then he waved his hand to Zhao Haotian.

The formation suddenly filled with black smoke, covering the young man's body.

When the smoke drifted away, the youth had disappeared without a trace.

Zhao Haotian's face was gloomy. Behind him, a breath of his fingertips gradually dissipated.

This young man seems to be harmless, but his cultivation level must have a distraction state, and it is obviously not fully recovered. Even now he feels a sense of pressure.

"Although I escaped from heaven this time, the world seems to be completely different from that time."

Zhao Haotian sighed, he stood up, carried his hands on his back, and slowly walked into the dungeon.

At the same time, Qin Cheng seemed to feel something and suddenly looked at the distance. The light curtain of the Inquiring Sect shook slightly at this time, and a black mist flew out, but soon the light curtain returned to normal.

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But the next moment, the soul of the talisman demon suddenly trembled violently in Qin Cheng's body.

"What's wrong?" Qin Cheng frowned.

"I, I felt a familiar aura, not this world, but the upper world aura. It seemed to be terrible with something that was involved in me, but I couldn't remember it."

The talisman demon shivered and it took a long time to calm down.

"What exactly is flying out?"

Qin Cheng also frowned.

"Also, why is it that only Xun Zhi and others appear now, but the sect leader has not yet appeared."

Qin Cheng was faintly uneasy, and the sense of crisis became stronger and stronger.

At this time, the Inquiry Sect was in an extremely hidden place, in the secret realm of the sect.

The spiritual energy is filled with mist, like a fairyland in a space.

White mist flows everywhere, like a dragon circling, setting off the misty place.

On the hillside, the spring water flows down, clear and transparent, and the splashing water actually brings rich spiritual energy. In the distance, there is a slight sound of the piano and zither, with a mysterious rhythm that is beyond the world.

At this time, several nervous elders were kneeling in front of the three bluestones. On the huge rock in front of them, three extremely old men were sitting cross-legged.

The three of them sat with their eyes closed, and the flow of spiritual energy as thick as a water tank continued to circumference over their heads, two men and one woman.


Chapter completed!