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Chapter 277 The old man guarding the tomb

These remnant souls had only lost some memories, but still retained the consciousness of killing. At this time, they were all shaken away by Zhuo Yu's Nine Dragons and lost all consciousness!

"Quickly take out the mysterious demon flag, put all these remaining souls in, and let the nine mysterious demon souls absorb it." Cauldron Spirit shouted.

Zhuo Yu took out the nine-sided small flag and collected all the remnant souls. If he continued to walk completely, whenever he encountered a remnant soul, he would shout the Nine Dragons' roar, shake the remnant soul's consciousness away, and then collect it into Xuan Mo

Inside the flag.

As long as these mysterious demon souls absorb other people's souls, they will become more powerful. After the mysterious demon soul becomes stronger, Zhuo Yu will not worry about losing these mysterious demon souls again.

Not long ago, he lost a mysterious demon soul, which was extremely heartbreaking.

He was now lost in the ruins, running aimlessly. After a few days, he did not encounter the remnant soul, and the Xuan Demon Soul in his Xuan Demon Banner was much more powerful, and there were still many remnant souls in the Xuan Demon Banner.

The soul has not been swallowed by the mysterious demon soul, and those remaining souls will become the food of the mysterious demon soul in the future.

"From the perspective of those remnant souls, these remnant souls should belong to the demon clan. Only some demon clan members with impure blood have that kind of body. Their souls may be imprisoned here and cannot leave." Cauldron Ling

said.

"So, this is a battlefield? Is it the battlefield between the Heavenly Clan and the Demon Clan in ancient times?" Zhuo Yu asked in shock. Judging from the remains of the large buildings here, they might belong to the Demon Clan!

"Maybe so. The Heavenly Clan had a battle with the Demon Clan in ancient times, but no one knows where the battle started. If it was here, then this is probably the home of the Demon Clan." Ding Ling said.

.

The Celestial Clan dared to attack the Demon Clan's lair, which shows how powerful the Celestial Clan was in ancient times. No wonder many forces hate the Celestial Clan very much.

After Zhuo Yu continued walking for about a hundred steps, his eyes suddenly lit up. He saw a trace of white light, and in a large open space in front of him, there was no thick black fog, only a huge stone house. This stone house made Zhuo Yu

Yu feels very familiar!

The kind of stone house in Demon City!

There are two white fluorescent stones inlaid on the stone house sect, emitting a dazzling light. Seeing this, Zhuo Yu couldn't help but be surprised. The light emitted by the fluorescent stones can only last for a period of time. It can still emit light now, which means that someone has been

Changing!

Seeing the intact stone house, Zhuo Yu's heart was beating fast. He felt that there seemed to be a very powerful existence inside. How could a person without certain strength survive here for so long?

Zhuo Yu is lost now. If he can find a way out, he will leave here immediately. He walks over and knocks on the door gently...

"Who is it!" It was an old voice, which seemed a little lazy, but it shocked Zhuo Yu. He had an excellent memory and could clearly remember that this voice was the guard he met in the magic city.

The Tomb Man, that powerful and mysterious old man.

Zhuo Yu swallowed hard, calmed down the turbulence in his heart, and said calmly: "A lost person."

"Push the door and come in." The old voice said.

Zhuo Yu backed away from the iron door and walked in. He immediately saw a hunchbacked old man with white hair. This was the tombkeeper!

The inside of the house is very simple, but very neat.

"Senior, we meet again. I'm very surprised to meet you here." Zhuo Yu said in a daze.

"Haha, I am also very surprised to meet you here!" The old man said with a smile.

"Senior, why are you here?" Zhuo Yu asked in a low voice. He really couldn't suppress the curiosity in his heart.

"I have a bad habit, that is, I like to guard tombs. This is a cemetery, so I will appear here." The old man said with a smile on his old face.

At this time, an unbelievable thought came to Zhuo Yu! The hunchbacked old man in the magic city and here are all clones! If the clone is so powerful, how can he be the real one? Zhuo Yu dares to confirm that this old man is definitely not a member of the monastic world.

!With his strength, he could have shattered the void and ascended to heaven long ago.

"Senior, are you not from the monastic world?" Zhuo Yu asked again. Shui Rouyi's true form was a fairy, so Zhuo Yu could accept these things.

"Of course not, otherwise how could I have the time to let my clone guard the tomb?" the old man said with a smile.

The corner of Zhuo Yu's mouth twitched slightly. Such an old guy was so idle that he didn't even want to practice. He was asked to guard the graves of strong men in various places in the monastic world.

This can further prove that this hunchbacked old man is a very powerful figure, even in the illusory world of heaven.

"Sit down, young man, I want to chat with you!" The old man smiled and pointed to the stone bench.

Zhuo Yu sat on the stone bench, waiting for the old man to speak.

"The guy buried under my stone house is terrible. He originally had hope of resurrection, but now you have dashed it." The old man said.

"Who is buried?" Zhuo Yu immediately asked. The tomb guarded by this old man usually has the hope of resurrection.

"A giant of the Demon Clan was killed by people from the Celestial Clan more than 10,000 years ago. At that time, one of his subordinates buried him here. As long as he accumulated enough violent energy, he could

Resurrection! The violent energy that had accumulated quite a lot was sucked away by you." The old man chuckled.

Zhuo Yu could guess that the violent energy was that weird black energy!

"So, the one buried underneath is the Demon King of the Demon Clan?" Zhuo Yu murmured.

"Demon Emperor? It seems that you know a lot about the Demon Clan. He is indeed one of the three Demon Emperors of the Demon Clan. His body is still intact. Do you want to resurrect him?" The old man asked in a weird way.

He looked at Zhuo Yu.

"What are the benefits of resurrecting him?" Zhuo Yu asked with a frown.

"It doesn't do any good. It's just resurrecting him. It might bring disaster to the monastic world." The old man shook his head and smiled.

The strength of this Demon Emperor should be quite good. If he can be resurrected and the Demon Emperor can listen to him, it will be of great benefit. Zhuo Yu's heart was pounding, he already had this idea! It's just that

That violent energy will be purified by his spirit beads.

He shook his head secretly, how easy is it to control a demon king? If he is brought back to life and cannot be controlled, it will indeed bring disaster to the monastic world.

"Hey, the tombs I guard all have one thing in common, that is, the owner of the tomb has a chance to be resurrected. As soon as he can be resurrected, I will leave." The tomb guard said with a smile.

"What if there is no resurrection?" Zhuo Yu raised his eyebrows and asked. Seeing the old man's expression, he had a bad feeling in his heart.

The old man laughed sinisterly and said: "If it doesn't come back to life, I will keep waiting until the people buried underneath come back to life. Of course, if I am lonely, I may ask someone to wait here with me."

Hearing this, Zhuo Yu cursed the old man in his heart!

"Senior, what are you doing this for?" Zhuo Yu groaned and asked. He didn't want to stay here with the old man, waiting for the Demon King to be resurrected.

"It's nothing, I just have nothing to do. Let's see what happens after people who have been dead for many years are resurrected?" The old man's words made Zhuo Yu almost vomit blood.

Seeing the painful expression on Zhuo Yu's face, the old man showed his white teeth and smiled. His deep eyes stared at Zhuo Yu, as if he wanted to see through Zhuo Yu.

As the old man watched, the smile on his face disappeared, and then became serious!

"The dragon's body was really placed on you?" the old man asked.

"Of course! How do you know? Aren't you always guarding the tomb?" Zhuo Yu curled his lips and said.

"Hey, I have a clone outside, of course I know! Your storage magic weapon seems to be good, but I can't even see it, or even feel it!" The old man said with surprise on his face.

Zhuo Yu's Qiankun Pearl was fused with his soul, and it was very invisible. Of course, the old man couldn't tell, otherwise the tripod spirit would not be so at ease with letting the Tongtian Cauldron be placed inside the Qiankun Pearl.

"I'm bored here alone, so you can stay with me here!" The old man showed a sly smile again.

"No!" Zhuo Yu said firmly.

"Then take out that violent energy and resurrect the Demon King. Then I will show you the way out." The old man said with a smile.

Zhuo Yu couldn't make up his mind, and Ding Ling was hiding. He had to think carefully about this, because the Demon Emperor was so powerful. If he was resurrected by that kind of big demon, he would definitely be the leader in the monastic world.

A great disaster.

"Actually, after the Demon King of the Demon Clan was resurrected, the Heavenly Clan no longer dared to show off their power. Back then, the Celestial Clan fought with the Demon Clan, and then they intervened in many matters in the monastic world. Their strength dropped a lot, and it has not recovered yet.

Come here, if you resurrect a Demon King, hey!" the old man said.

The power of the Celestial Clan is indeed the most powerful in the monastic world, because they are favored by God. If the incident of Dong Yiyun and the corpse of the demon dragon are over, then the biggest enemy Zhuo Yu will face is the Celestial Clan! And of course the Demon Clan.

and monastic sects.

"Okay, but these powers may have mutated, so I don't know if they can be used." Zhuo Yu said, spreading his hands, and a trace of white mist overflowed from his palms.

The old man's eyes suddenly widened, as if they were about to fall down. He looked carefully at the traces of white mist, and let out bursts of surprised sighs.

These violent auras have been purified by the feathering force. There is no longer that kind of violence, but it still retains that special effect, which can increase a person's strength many times.

"Very good. Originally I thought it would take a hundred years for him to be resurrected, but now it won't take that long." The old man laughed.

"How long will it take now?" Zhuo Yu asked in a low voice, because the Demon King was resurrected and he could leave.

"Forty or fifty years!" The old man's words almost made Zhuo Yu unsteady.

Zhuo Yu must not stay here for so long, otherwise the day lilies will be cold after he goes out.
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