Chapter 1807 Met the President

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Seeing the palm protruding from the book, he grabbed his Soul Breaking Ruler, and the scalp of Old Sage Mo Ling exploded.

He sensed danger.

The palm in the book is really too powerful, even with his strength, he can't resist it.

Hula!

Without stopping, the Soul Shaman jumped out from between the eyebrows. As soon as the huge soul body appeared, the entire space was immediately enveloped in a gloomy atmosphere.

"Let go!"

With an angry shout, like a thunderclap, Soul Shaman shook slightly, and the shuttle space appeared in front of the palm of his hand, and grabbed the ruler.

"Hey!"

The ruthless man seemed to have already calculated that he would do this, he shook his palm and swept the ruler across.

Hiss!

The ancient sage Mo Ling was hit on the head. The huge Soul Shaman shook and fell from the air. He was seriously injured in just one blow.

The ruthless man who refined his arm has already reached the peak of rebirth from a drop of blood. He is not weaker than Emperor Chen Yong in his heyday. Although the ancient sage Mo Ling is very strong, he is still far behind.

"Walk!"

Seeing a successful move, the ruthless man wanted to kill the Old Sage, Zhang Xuan waved his hand.

It is easy to kill this guy, but once the other ancient sages in the Linghuang Palace are attracted, it will be difficult to escape.

The ruthless man didn't dare to disobey, with a light swipe, a gap opened in the sealed space, Zhang Xuan's body jumped, and just as he was about to rush in, he saw the soul body of Old Sage Mo Ling standing up again.

"Subordinate Mo Ling, I have met the president!"

"President?"

Frowning, Zhang Xuan stopped and looked over suspiciously.

"You guessed right, you are not from the Foreign Spirit Race, but Master Zhang Xuan from Famed Master Continent! That is the president of my Soul Shaman Guild!"

The ancient sage Mo Ling bowed.

"You know me?" Zhang Xuan was taken aback.

Refining the soul seal of the Soul Shaman Guild, it doesn't matter if you say you are the president.

However, now the soul seal is not in his hands, but passed to the student Lu Chong.

"Jiang Fangyou has sent me a message, saying that the Soul Shaman lineage has a new president again... Some time ago, I heard the news that you died in the Famed Master Hall, and I deduced that it might come to the Foreign Spirit Clan. I didn't expect to wait for it. !"

The ancient sage Mo Ling looked respectful.

Zhang Xuan was speechless.

He knew the history of the Soul Shaman Clan from Jiang Fangyou's mouth. The head of the Soul Shaman Guild back then committed suicide, so he concealed the fact that the Ghost Clan was mixed in.

This period of history is very secretive, not many people know about it, but as the ancient sage who is a soul-shaman, he definitely knows about it.

Therefore, he cut himself off from the Famed Master Hall, and the other party immediately thought of this.

"Why are you in the Linghuang Palace?"

Knowing the history of the Soul Shaman lineage, and understanding the sadness they hide in the Foreign Spirit Clan, Zhang Xuan stopped and strengthened the surrounding ban, and then looked again.

"Emperor Chen Yong is too powerful. As long as he lives, the human race will not be able to resist sooner or later.

So... I deliberately won the trust of the Linghuang and encouraged him to besiege the opponent, and then I killed him! "

Mo Ling ancient holy way.

"You planned it?"

Zhang Xuan was startled.

Before, I thought it was strange that the various schools of thought, the alien spirit family contacted through the soul-shaman, found the exact whereabouts of Emperor Chen Yong, and laid them in ambush.

In the end, Linghuang and Xinghuang took the opportunity to sneak attack... This shows that he must be aware of the existence of soul-shamans.

After a long time of trouble, the root cause of everything was the plan of the ancient sage Mo Ling.

"Actually, the Linghuang has long been disobedient, and I just took advantage of the situation to fuel the flames!"

The ancient sage Mo Ling explained.

"Hmm! That's not bad, but have you ever thought that if Emperor Ling was not injured this time, but came back intact after beheading Emperor Yong, you might have been killed..."

With a solemn face, Zhang Xuan looked over.

Although he doesn't have much contact with Emperor Chen Ling, this guy is definitely a radical, a war madman.

Although Emperor Chen Yong is powerful, he does things with discretion. He is alive, and the flames of war facing human beings will be less, but against this person, if he fails, both sides will suffer and he will fight desperately!

The most important thing is that he passed the news to the various families through the Jiang family. The Emperor Ling knew that if he could contact the family, it would be equivalent to revealing the identity of the undercover agent. Emperor died, why not clean it up immediately?

"I know this, but I knew earlier that Emperor Yong had the trump card and didn't tell Emperor Ling and Xinghuang!" said the ancient sage Mo Ling.

Zhang Xuan shook his head helplessly.

No wonder Soul Shaman, being feared by others, is really too powerful.

The three great emperors of the Foreign Spirit Race were toyed with applause, and it was incredible to hear it with their own ears.

"How is Linghuang now? Is the injury serious?"

Putting aside the emotion in his heart, Zhang Xuan asked.

"Both Linghuang and Xinghuang were seriously injured, and they haven't recovered yet. The specific situation...he seems to be guarding against me, but he can't find out!" said the ancient sage Mo Ling.

"Then...call these appraisers, what are you going to do?"

Zhang Xuan continued to ask.

"I don't know the details, but I guessed well, I want to sacrifice to the spirit god!" The ancient sage Mo Ling looked dignified.

"Sacrificing to the spirit god?"

"His injuries are extremely serious. Relying on natural recovery, it is impossible to complete it in thousands of years. For the current plan, the only way to do it is to sacrifice to the spirit gods to gain strength!"

"Lingshen, isn't he with Emperor Chen Yong?"

Zhang Xuan couldn't bear it anymore.

The spirit god is Luo Ruoxi, who has a close relationship with Emperor Chen Yong, if he really dares to sacrifice, let alone cure him, if he fails, he will be killed on the spot.

"Gods have no feelings. In their eyes, there is no difference between us and ants. At most, whoever sacrifices more and who sacrifices less will not be treated differently! In the past, it was true that Emperor Chen Yong and Ling God contacted him and made sacrifices, but... now that he is dead, useless, how can the spirit god take care of him?"

Old Sage Mo Ling snorted coldly.

The gods are ruthless. If they were all emotional like humans, they would have died many times already.

"Besides, we have all started to prepare the treasures and determined the value. We must know that this is feasible, otherwise, the Linghuang would never do this!"

Zhang Xuan clenched his fist.

He didn't believe that Luo Ruoxi was like this, but... what the other party said was very reasonable.

No matter what, I have to see Luo Ruoxi again, and ask him face to face!

"Forget it, I haven't calculated the value of the item now, so I dare not sacrifice rashly, so there is still time... By the way, I don't know why the president came to the Linghuang Palace?"

Old Sage Mo Ling frowned.

"I want to look for dragon's blood, do you know where is the Linghuang Palace?"

Zhang Xuan asked.

I didn't find it before, but now that I have this internal response, maybe I can succeed.

"Dragon blood?"

The ancient sage Mo Ling was full of doubts, and immediately said: "I have heard rumors about this thing, and I don't know where it is, but I have carefully observed the entire Linghuang Palace, and if there is no accident, it must be...in the Linghuang bedroom. !"

"The dormitory?"

Zhang Xuan narrowed his eyes.

What he speculated before is also here, and now it seems that it should be accurate. ...

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