Chapter 921 Tracking

"tomb?"

Listening to Chen Luo's request, Chang Song's whole person froze.

He thought of many requirements, but he was the first time he heard about the "finding tomb".

"What are you looking for a tomb?"

"Of course it is cultivation."

Chen Luo did not expect to conceal it. The main thing was that they had to deal with these people in the future. Instead of hiding their heads, they might as well tell them some things, so as not to guess them. Anyway, if you pick up your mind, no one believes it.

"Is your destiny?"

There was a trace of alert in the eyes of the old man.

The so -called corpse is the evil treasure made of human souls. This magic weapon cost is low and can quickly increase a person's strength. The price is that the person who sacrifice the body will be crazy. The forged bone blood is mixed with the resentment of the monks during his lifetime. When it grows to a certain extent, he will fight back to a certain degree.

This practice method is prohibited by the return of Guixu Heming.

Even in their hundreds of demon mountains, few people dare to sacrifice this instrument. After all, this is a dead way that has been confirmed.

"Of course not, my destiny is a pure Yang magic weapon."

Chen Luozhan opened his palm, and the sunfire of the golden lion appeared in the palm of the palm, eliminating the doubts in the hearts of these people. During this time, Chen Luo and Xuyun had inquired about many returnees and knew the taboos here.

"That"

"There are too many questions, I'm here to talk about cooperation."

Chen Luo interrupted the other party's nonsense and said directly.

"I see."

The old man nodded his head. Take out a circular magic weapon from his arms and start linked with several heads of the Bai Mao Mountain.

They are naturally purposeful to come here this time.

The rumors were scattered outside before, but to build momentum. This is also the task that the Hundred Demon Mountains gave him to him, which involves the secrets of their Hundred Demon Mountain.

"Can cooperate."

After a while, the old man put the magic weapon.

"I don't know the name of the deputy mountain master."

"Blood."

Chen Luo borrowed the name of the blood demon. Leaving all things outside, this is the habit of Chen Luo's many years. Although Guixu Hai is a region based on utensils, everything is absolute. In case you meet a true immortal who specializes in the curse, maybe it will be planted here.

"The news of the big tomb will help the mountain mainly inquire, but there are some things on our side that requires the cooperation of the mountain owner."

After the cooperation, the old man's attitude was much better at once.

He sat down and introduced the people in the coffin shop to Chen Luo. Don't look at them all like purple people now. In fact, this is their hidden means. Although the Hundred Demon Mountain also repaired the ‘utensil road’, the tools they practiced were different from the cloud alliance. Most of their materials for making their destiny instruments exist alone, and only a small part of the Yunmeng re -re -reappears.

This is the real reason why Hundred Demon Mountain has not been destroyed for so many years. Resource management and control is useless to them!

"No problem, as long as you help me find the tomb."

"I don't know what kind of tomb I want to find?"

"The tomb of the strong! The stronger the better, the talented genius can also be."

The two carefully checked the details of the details and confirmed that there were no omissions before the conversation ended.

"When there is news of the tomb, contact me with this flame."

Chen Luo stretched out his right hand and stored a ray of golden flames unique to the old man's slate. There is no refinery plate in his hands, so he can only contact this method.

"good."

The old man nodded.

Seeing this, Chen Luo didn't stop, and got up and left the coffin shop.

"Master, do we really help him find the tomb?"

After Chen Luo left, the subordinates on the left finally couldn't help asking. In his opinion, Chen Luo came inexplicably, and there was a doubt on the whole body. It is too risky to cooperate with such a person.

"Find! Why not find."

The old man said certain.

"Find a few tombs to get the help of a strong man. Where can you find such a cost -effective thing?"

Although I don't know what special hobbies this person has, as far as he has mentioned the current requirements, there should be no conflict between the two parties. In this case, then cooperate well, as long as things can be done, how the process is not so important.

"But."

"No."

The old man interrupted the words of his subordinates. He never regrets the decision, which is also the criterion he has been pursuing so many years.

"As long as we grab the resources of the Cloud League, we can cultivate more strong men.

Seeing the old man's determination, others will no longer say more.

The life of these people was originally saved by the old man.

After leaving the coffin shop, Chen Luo went to Yunmeng again. After determining that the leader of the Yunnan League was still in Ziqi Pavilion, he completely abandoned this line.

In the Ziqi Pavilion, the lights are bright.

"It's not like the puppet of the Hundred Demon Mountains."

On the stone platform made of pure black spar, a half -burnt corpse is placed. An old man with purple and black returned to the farmer is checking the body on the stage with a clever manpower.

This half of the corpse was the golden lion that burst out last night. The golden lion's self -explosion failed to destroy all his body. Some were reserved by the black cloth. The half -corpse studied by the old purple and black old man is the part of the black cloth.

"Outside?"

The leader of the Yun League frowned. Although their Guixu tribe lived in a remote corner, it did not mean that they did not know the outside world.

Now the all-race area in the east was in chaos, and sects were destroyed almost every day. Some time ago, the spies he had planted outside sent back news that the blood demon was dead. For this reason, the leader of the Yun League made a special trip. After confirming that the Blood God Son and the Blood Slave had all died suddenly, he confirmed the news.

Then he hurried back to the Ziqi Pavilion.

The purpose was to intercept the "opportunity to become an immortal" hidden by the blood demon here. This news was obtained by the leader of the Yun League from a master, and the master's strength was unfathomable. Even in his prime, he still felt powerless when facing that senior.

He even suspected that the man was a true immortal.

Only a true immortal could give him such great pressure.

"Not very likely"

The purple-black skinned old man shook his head.

He also saw the scene of the battle between the leader of the Yun League and the Golden Lion last night. The spirituality displayed by the Golden Lion at that time was something that the Guixu tribe could not achieve, let alone those people outside.

"Then you study it slowly. I still have some things to deal with here."

The leader of the Yun League stood up. He didn't care about the refining technology of the Golden Lion. He came here to confirm one thing. As long as the Golden Lion was not from outside, the situation was still under control. In this place of Guixu Sea, he was not afraid of any enemy.

"Can you help me find this person? I am very curious about how he made this kind of puppet."

The black and purple old man stopped his actions and made a request to the leader of the Yun League.

He had already checked the half-corpse on the stone platform. The refining technology inside was very rough. At least in the eyes of the black and purple old man, this refining technology was very rough. In terms of refining technology, the Guixu tribe can be said to be unique and far stronger than the outside cultivators.

This is the innate advantage brought by the instrument path.

The black and purple old man himself is also a master in refining puppets. In the Yun League, many people would come to him when they were refining their own magical instruments. He invented the miscellaneous puppets on the market. In the judgment of the black and purple old man, if the puppet wants to have complete spirituality, it must use the most sophisticated refining techniques. The more sophisticated the technique, the higher the spirituality of the puppet.

But the half-burnt corpse on the stage obviously does not meet this characteristic.

How can this rough refining technique carry the spirituality of the golden lion? This question is like a dead end, making the black and purple old man more and more confused the more he studies. What he wants to do most now is to meet this "master of refining" and personally ask questions related to "spirituality".

"You can try, but there is no guarantee."

The leader of the Yun League paused, listened to the words of the purple and black old man, and walked back to his original position and took down the half of the corpse on the stone platform.

Bang!

With a crisp sound, a piece of debris was broken off by him.

The leader of the Yun League pinched the fragment, rubbed it lightly with two fingers, and a piece of black dust slipped from his fingertips. The silver bracelet on his hand suddenly lit up at this time, and the golden lion flame that he had absorbed in the previous battle flowed back in the opposite direction.

After these flames flew out of the bracelet, they quickly transformed into a burning butterfly.

"Trace!"

The leader of the Yun League gently tapped with his index finger.

The flame butterfly circled in a circle and quickly flapped its wings to fly out of the window.

"Huh? It's still in the city."

The leader of the Yun League was a little surprised. He had been waiting in the Purple Qi Pavilion before, with the purpose of catching the man behind the scenes. As a result, he squatted for several days, and the man in the dark refused to show up. Even if he was testing, he only sent a puppet.

I thought that after destroying the golden lion yesterday, the man behind the scenes would be scared away by him.

I didn't expect this person to be so bold and still stay in the city.

"I'll go and see."

The leader of the Yun League opened the window, looked at the flame butterfly flying out in front, and quickly followed it. If the other party was too far away, he would definitely not go over. But now that the distance is so close, the leader of the Yun League feels it is necessary to go over and take a look.

"Remember to catch him alive."

The purple-black old man saw this and quickly reminded him.

He was afraid that his leader would not be able to control his strength and beat this "master of refining" to death. All the magic weapons on the Yun League leader were made by him personally, and he knew the strength of this leader better than anyone else.

The Yun League leader waved his hand from a distance, which was considered a response to the request made by the black-purple old man.

The speed of the flame butterfly was very fast. Under the perception of the golden flame, he quickly locked a position in the city.

An old coffin shop.

The flame butterfly fell from the air and landed on the plaque of the coffin shop. The thin legs of the fire butterfly stepped on the wood, burning a circle of black marks (end of this chapter)