The full-level village is beautiful and fierce

Qi Ling rushed over suddenly, and the majestic spiritual power like sea water stirred up layers of tornadoes, vowing to completely kill the person in front of him who despises it.

A glint of coldness flashed across Lu Yang's eyes, but the speed of his hand was not slow.

Just hearing a loud bang, the entire illusion that was specially constructed by Qi Ling to deceive people collapsed, and the phantom array was also forcefully retracted by Qi Ling's body at this time.

Qi Ling was both surprised and shocked: "How did you do it?"

Lu Yang's eyes were frighteningly dark, but his voice said casually: "Perhaps your master never thought of using this phantom array to kill people invisible."

Qi Ling couldn't believe it: "What!"

In an instant, its eyes narrowed suddenly, and its cold voice said without any warmth, "You are a witch!"

The affirmative tone implied an expectation. After Lu Yang heard it, his cold voice slowly squeezed out from his lips: "I am a witch, how are you doing?"

Qi Ling's eyes were scarlet with shock, and the main body suddenly rose into the air and floated in front of it.

Reaching out to grab the main body, Qi Ling calmed down the turbulent emotions, and said in an unquestionable tone: "If you are a witch, then you are my master's friend. Why do you still ask me who my master is?"

It looked at Lu Yang contemptuously, it didn't seem to take Lu Yang seriously, "Your witch power is too weak, you can resist my power, it's all because of the power accumulated in your soul."

Hearing this, Lu Yang said sternly: "I can only be regarded as a top-rank Qi training realm now, you are a few levels higher than me, and the spells you use are also the top in the world, but you still can't beat me. "

Qi Ling's face suddenly became gloomy and said: "Your soul power is very strange, I have to be careful."

"So you still want to find a chance to fight with me!" Lu Yang's eyes darkened, "If that's the case, let's fight quickly."

Qi Ling paused: "I don't have the time to fight you, I just want to find out who you are."

Lu Yang didn't talk nonsense, straight to the point: "Didn't you just say that I am your master's friend? You should know who I am."

Hearing his affirmative tone, Qi Ling felt a sense of helplessness in his heart, "The name of the ancient great god can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words, and as a spirit of a magic weapon, I have never met my master's friends, so I can only learn from his words and deeds." Know that his friends are witches just like him."

"As for other things, I'm afraid I don't know as much as warlocks. It's a fool's dream if you want to know who you are from me."

"Of course, if you take me out and let me find my master, maybe you can know your own identity from my master."

When Qi Ling said this, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, but his cold voice made it difficult to detect any emotion.

"I have been in the gap between fantasy and reality for many years, and I have almost forgotten everything in this world. If you didn't find me when you appeared here, you don't know when that little weasel will fulfill his wish and take me away .”

There was an inexplicable loss in the flat tone, and its expression suddenly became gloomy.

Lu Yang saw it change face, with a smile on his face, "Do you want to follow me?"

A look of inquiry flashed in Qi Ling's eyes, but he asked in a firm tone, "Are you willing to help me?"

"I really want to help you." Lu Yang's eyes darkened, "It's just what can you give me?"

Hearing the deep meaning in his words, Qi Ling sneered: "Are you trying to make a deal with me?"

Except for a deal with the weasel spirit, it has not negotiated with anyone in person.

Lu Yang gave a chance today, and it took it after thinking for a while.

"I still said the same thing just now, if you want to know anything, just ask."

"The answer is true or false, it has nothing to do with you."

Lu Yang took it and blocked what it was about to say.

Qi Ling was sullen: "You are too suspicious, and I don't know how your friend put up with you?"

Thinking of Xiao Mu, Lu Yang said seriously: "I only have one friend."

Qi Ling's face darkened: "Are you trying to block my words?"

"I want you to tell me the truth." The smile on Lu Yang's face deepened, but his expression was so obscure that people couldn't see his true emotions.

Qi Ling stared at him strangely, and finally sighed helplessly under his persistence.

"Weasel Jing collects his heart and soul for his descendants, and in order to make his descendants become yellow immortals, he spent 1000 years becoming a god of wishing."

"Although I can help him, when it comes to mortals' wishes, I feel that this matter has something to do with Shinto, so I'm not very happy that he uses me to help mortals realize their wishes."

"He noticed my resistance, and in order to occupy me for a long time, he thought of many ways to make me recognize the Lord."

"I have been in a stalemate with him for 600 years. I thought that the final result would be either that he was backlashed by Shinto, or that I couldn't stand him and left him directly. I didn't expect you to appear in this illusion today, and you suddenly discovered my existence. "

When Qi Ling finished speaking, his voice became extremely pleasant.

It seemed to be expecting Lu Yang to break its connection with the weasel spirit.

Lu Yang understood this through his words, his expression was normal, and his eyes were indifferent: "I may not be able to help you."

Qi Ling's face was full of weirdness, as if he was laughing at Lu Yang.

But after a few breaths, it was confirmed that Lu Yang did not mean to be joking. Its voice was as flat as a pool of stagnant water, but it was full of coldness, "If you can't help, I will be happy to fight with you."

Lu Yang suddenly laughed out loud as if hearing some joke.

Qi Ling's face was calm, but secretly his body was tense.

Sensing his nervousness, Lu Yang restrained his smile and said calmly and calmly: "Your master gave you to Weasel Spirit for the purpose of making him a wishing god."

"And during these thousand years, you have seen all kinds of people, and you have a deep understanding of human nature. So when you are sure that your master seems to have forgotten you here, you have other thoughts. "

Lu Yang prolonged his voice on purpose, but looked at Qi Ling coldly, as if he was observing the change of its face.

"In other words, the weasel and you are one, because you have your own ideas, and no one can convince the other. This has been a stalemate for hundreds of years."

Having said that, he keenly noticed some changes in Qi Ling's expression.

The corners of his lips raised slightly, "What I'm saying now is all based on guesswork. If you guess right, don't be angry."

Qi Ling's face was livid, and he asked sharply: "You are targeting me on purpose."

Lu Yang smiled coldly and said, "Neither you nor Weasel is willing to tell the truth in front of me. If I don't guess your thoughts, how can I know what you are doing secretly?"

Qi Ling's heart sank.

At this time, Lu Yang dropped a sentence, like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, which caught it off guard.

"If you refine zombies with the heart and blood of living people, you can refine bone stiffness and blood stiffness."

Qi Ling stared at Lu Yang with a face full of astonishment, and the killing intent in his heart rose up.

The corner of Lu Yang's lips sneered: "I guessed it again."

Qi Ling roared in horror: "You are courting death."

"The temper is so violent, it seems that if I continue to guess, your master's decision to hand you over to the weasel will be guessed by me."

Lu Yang clearly had a smile on his face, but Qi Ling felt a chill from him.

It has red eyes anxiously, but considering some things, it dare not attack Lu Yang easily.

Seeing that it has been holding back, Lu Yang sighed suddenly: "I don't want to understand what you are doing, but your attitude has been seducing me, and I have no choice but to track it down."

Qi Ling sneered and said, "The dog is meddling with the mouse."

"If I don't care about other things, I will die without knowing it." Lu Yang's eyes turned cold, "So you don't want to fight with me, and you don't want me to figure out what's wrong with you, then you have to answer me the truth."

Qi Ling weighed the pros and cons, stopped telling lies, and said bluntly: "The weasel is indeed following the divine way, but the ancient gods have left this place long ago, and the power of the divine way has become weaker and weaker."

"With the development of the times, people's beliefs gradually become lower. His Shinto depends on his beliefs. Therefore, in order to consolidate his cultivation, he entered the evil way hundreds of years ago."

"More than 500 years ago, he went out to find some like-minded warlocks to discuss his experience, and happened to meet Tang Mo who got the fairy fate."

"In order to snatch things from Tang Mo, he led Tang Mo to participate in the establishment of the National Games, and then encouraged a few warlocks to become city gods and do some shameful things behind my back."

Qi Ling complained quite a bit about this matter, not only did he speak in a very strong tone, but also his face was dark and ugly.

Lu Yang was shocked by his words, "You mean that little weasel is the ghost master that the city god said?"

"What ghost master?" Qi Ling was a little surprised.

Lu Yang saw that its expression did not seem to be fake, so he told about the fact that there was another person behind the city gods.

Qi Ling's face suddenly changed: "How is this possible?"

Weasel attaches great importance to what he does, and he will never let people pick the fruits behind his back.

But Lu Yang has no reason to lie to it, and it can't help but have another guess in its heart.

But that guess was too scary, and it didn't dare to think about it. It could only deny Lu Yang's words.

Lu Yang sneered and said, "Didn't the weasel be locked up by you? Take him out and ask him. If he is not the ghost master, let alone take you out, even if he becomes your servant, I can do it." Help me."

Qi Ling heard the encouraging words in his words, and said angrily: "You are hurting me."

"The ghost master is your master, and he is also a witch!" Lu Yang exudes an astonishing aura that cannot be ignored.

Qi Ling nodded: "He is the supreme descendant of Pan Gu, but I'm not sure if the ghost master is him."

It didn't dare to imagine that its master took its every move into its eyes, and its tone couldn't help being a little uncertain, but it was already sure in its heart that the ghost master was its master.

It hugged itself in fear, its eyes drifted and said: "What's going on? Why doesn't my master come to me? Does he not want me?"

Seeing that it was immersed in his emotions, Lu Yang didn't want to call out the weasel to ask.

With a cold face, he broke through the enchantment of Qi Ling, grabbed the weasel out, and asked him directly, "Who instigated the city god? Are all those dead souls being used, or were you brought here?" Come?"

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