My filial piety has gone bad

at this point.

Xiao Ran has no way to kill a million city residents, nor can he stop a million people from singing, or awaken a million people from their dazed state with the power of resonance.

The only thing he can do is to get the stele.

Whatever the enemy needs, he will grab it.

There is nothing wrong with this.

Before Xiao Ran could leave, the dark mist that spiraled in the air quickly fell and enveloped the two of them.

Xiao Ran's heart tightened.

There is no doubt that this is the dark mist that guided Liu Mingyang and the two of them to remove the stone tablet in the maze, and then poured into the bodies of Liu Mingyang and the two of them!

The ordinary dark mist above Wuyan City came from Da Ming's body.

And this kind of dark mist is likely to be the dark mist controlled by primates themselves.

The two look exactly the same and can easily be confused.

As a result, the two of Liu Mingyang, and even the master, were poured into the body by the mist one after another, and suffered a great loss.

"Shut up!"

Xiao Ran reminded.

Ling Zhouyue was in the mist, and the familiar feeling came again, so she had to forcefully hold her breath and said:

"This woman is really coquettish, you have to pay attention."

"The one who should pay attention is you, Master?"

For Xiao Ran, it was difficult for this dark mist to extract his spiritual power, nor could it penetrate into his body.

But for Ling Zhouyue, taking a sip of the mist is addictive.

All the five senses will disappear in the dark mist, and nothing can be seen except the misty mist.

"Master, are you in good health?"

Xiao Ran asked.

Hearing Xiao Ran's sudden serious tone, Ling Zhouyue probably understood what he meant.

"Do you want to induce the bone of the blood moon to break through the underworld?"

"Will people die?"

"With your help, if the two of you cooperate tacitly, you should be able to control the casualties to less than a million people. Do you want to try?"

Less than a million people...

Xiao Ran said helplessly:

"Forget it. The millions of Changchun Kungfu practitioners have no serious physical problems. Even if their souls are used, they may not die. Let's try our best to grab the stele."

Saying this, Xiao Ran penetrated layers of fog with the power of resonance, and quickly located the location of the stele.

The soft female voice that seemed to be able to come out of water sounded beside Xiao Ran again, stroking him gently.

"Xiao Ran, you carry the lives and deaths of millions of people on your shoulders, do you really want to go to war with me?"

What, you still want to turn your arms into Yubo?

Xiao Ran said calmly.

"Why don't you tell me about your plan. If you think it's okay, I won't stop you."

The delicate female voice said:

"My plan is to use the soul power of millions of people to control this big ghost. As long as it succeeds, these people will lose their memories of the past few days at most, and there will be no damage."

Xiao Ran thought about it, this plan made sense in theory, but——

"What if it fails?"

The delicate female voice sighed:

"This is just a slightly advanced plan to save the world. If Da Ming is allowed to devour mortals, or if Li Wuxie swipes his sword to kill Ming, these people will also die."

Xiao Ran sneered and pointed to the core of the problem.

"This big ghost was summoned by you!"

The delicate female voice did not deny it either.

"I just summoned the time and place where it appeared. I accelerated the progress of the doomsday in order to find a way to reverse the doomsday. Even if I didn't summon it, this big ghost will devour the same city one day in the future. You should be lucky , Wuyan City is just a small city.”

Xiao Ran asked:

"Have you found a way to reverse the end?"

The delicate female voice was silent for a while, and only said:

"almost."

Xiao Ran asked again:

"Since your plan is so good, why don't you discuss and implement it with the Daomeng?"

The female voice asked back:

"How do you know that no one from the Dao League is involved?"

Xiao Ran sneered.

"It's useless to say anything. The more you talk, the more afraid I will get the stele. Why didn't I see you talk so much before the death of the national teacher? In the realm of the underworld, the national teacher is your trump card. Who would have thought The national teacher will lose to me? The national teacher is dead, and you want to use ventriloquism to stop me, do you think it is possible?"

"..."

The truth Xiao Ran said, if he hadn't tried his best to hide his strength in Jianzhong Mountain, or let Xiaowu know that he has a fighting power that surpasses Jindan, the primates might send stronger people to carry out the task.

The delicate female voice had no more words.

Xiao Ran spat at each other, but his flying speed was not slow, and he went straight to the stele all the way.

Ling Zhouyue followed behind Xiao Ran, without saying a word, just drinking, nodding her head from time to time, expressing her approval of her apprentice's performance.