When the undercurrents inside China were surging, Long Yin was waiting quietly at the gate of hell.

He received many messages from people in his soul species, but he ignored them so as not to disturb his mood.

At this time, he was very calm and did not look like he was in a desperate situation at all.

While waiting quietly, the time for the innate spiritual roots to breathe finally came, and a huge life energy filled the space of the gate of hell.

This life energy soon dissipated again.

When this life energy dissipated, Long Yin smiled calmly and said, "Senior, we have been communicating for so long, and I don't know the identity of his senior yet!"

However, no sound came.

Without seeing the possibility of success, Shura was too lazy to pay attention to Long Yin.

Long Yin said with a smile: "Senior, you don't even want to say anything, but it's wrong! I originally wanted to give you the innate spiritual roots, but how can I give you if you don't say anything?"

"Will you bear it?"

Shura said coldly.

Long Yin smiled and said, "Senior, since you have said you are willing to give up, you must have gained it with giving up! Although I can give you the innate spiritual roots to you, you have to pay something, right?

What are the seniors going to pay?

Why don’t you tell me about your identity first? How about letting me talk to you in person?”

He had to first figure out the identity of the ancient existence, see if it was an enemy camp, or even if there was a great hatred with the witch clan, so that he could give out the innate spiritual roots.

Otherwise, it would be even more terrifying to give it to your enemy at that time.

Shura was silent for a moment before saying lightly: "Didn't you imitate my breath?

You don't know who I am?"

Long Yin was stunned for a moment, imitating his breath?

Suddenly, his expression changed drastically.

It turns out that the ancient existence is Shura! Shura is also a race that is extremely terrifying in the ancient times! Many people are used to using ancient gods to call the witch clan, but in that ancient era, Shura can also be called the ancient gods.

But this group of strong people does not protect other races at all, but only protects the "Shura" race.

In later generations, Shura also left countless legends, such as Buddhism, which often talked about "The Wrath of Shura".

This Shura is the Shura clan in the ancient prehistoric world, not a Shura! Long Yin took a deep breath, and he felt that he should be able to think that it was Shura.

The entire Gate of Hell, Shura and other creatures in this Gate of Hell are simply out of place.

Other Houtu people even have a poisonous dragon, but who is as special as Shura?

His figure flashed and the earth escaped to Shura.

He didn't dare to step into the breath range of Shura. The Shura in front of him was already alive. Who knows how terrible it was?

He even said that he didn't even dare to look at Shura in front of him, but chose to turn his back to Shura.

After all, when Shura was still moving, those eyes were already extremely scary.

I am afraid that you can kill someone with just one pair of eyes.

"Senior, I am very weak and can only turn my back to you."

Long Yin said politely first.

There was no deep hatred between Shura and the Witch Clan, and he was more confident about the deal with Shura.

Shura said lightly: "Be careful! A little witch may not be able to resist my eyes! Tell me, what do you need to give me the innate spiritual roots?"

Although Long Yin turned his back to Shura, he still felt two extremely sharp daggers pressing against his back, making his vest chill.

He knew that Shura was looking at him, and he felt even more nervous, for fear that Shura would suddenly take action to seize the innate spiritual roots.

"Senior, how much time is left?"

Long Yin asked.

"You have ten breaths!"

Shura said lightly.

Long Yin nodded slightly and said, "I want to ask my senior to agree to one requirement and two conditions before I can give my innate spiritual roots to my senior!"

"explain!"

Shura snorted coldly.

Long Yin's expression became serious and he said slowly: "A soul has been born in the innate spiritual roots, and I named it Dragon Spirit.

My request is that the seniors take away the innate spiritual roots and cannot hurt him."

"interesting!"

Shura also revealed surprise in his tone, "I agree!"

Even the powerful man in the prehistoric world has never heard of the souls that were born from the innate spiritual roots, so he also wanted to keep this soul and see what was going on.

"As for the two conditions... the time is too long. Let's discuss it after giving the innate spiritual root to the senior! Of course, before giving the innate spiritual root to the senior, how can I make me trust you?

How can senior make me believe that after you get the innate spiritual root, you won’t attack me?”

Long Yin said slowly.

Shura snorted and said, "Since you are from the Witch Clan, you should have heard of Shura Blood Oath. I made Shura Blood Oath. You should believe this, right?"

Long Yin nodded and said very directly: "Senior, please!"

Because the incident was too urgent, there was no time to talk about it.

Shura did not talk much, and quickly made a blood oath of Shura, and then said to Long Yin: "Top the innate spiritual roots and the time is over soon."

Long Yin did not dare to delay and hurriedly threw the innate spiritual roots towards the rear.

He was also afraid that Shura would not be able to receive the innate spiritual roots after he exhausted his life energy, and he would have to wait for two months.

Two months... He must not wait now! The innate spiritual root about a foot long flew towards Shura. Just now, he flew into the range of Shura's breath. Shura opened his mouth, and the innate spiritual root immediately entered quickly.

Shura's mouth.

At this moment, Shura's life energy was exhausted, and Shura returned to his dead silent appearance.

However, when Shura had just become dead silent, his eyes immediately appeared in his empty eyes.

"Bang!"

Like a drumbeat, it sounded from Shura's chest.

"Bang-Bang-Bang-Bang-Bang-" The slow voice kept beating, gradually becoming low and eventually inaudible.

And Long Yin did not dare to look back from beginning to end.

After waiting for a while, a voice finally came from behind.

"Okay! I can restrain my strength."

Shura said lightly, "You don't have to turn your back to me anymore, you can turn it around."

Long Yin nodded and slowly turned around.

With Shura blood swore, he naturally was not afraid of Shura hurting him.

However, Shura's breath was extremely terrifying, and he had to face it carefully.

Gradually turning around, Shura was still silent, with only the spirit in his eyes indicating that Shura was in a state of being alive.

However, when Long Yin saw those eyes, he felt as if his body had fallen into a thousand-year-old cold pool. A cold feeling rose from the bottom of his heart and then surged throughout his body.

This coldness, like the essence, made Long Yin feel that his body could not move at all.

It took him a long time to recover from the cold feeling.

"Senior..." Long Yin's voice was a little hoarse.

Why did you do it?

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