Chapter 3222 4.822 Doubts

The lord of the Sun and Moon Temple is dead.

The lamp of his life hanging in the organization was completely extinguished at noon today.

Thinking of the enormous price that was spent on him, the Ghost Face Hall Master felt a bit of a headache.

This is a pinnacle of Immortal Venerable Realm raised by the organization at a great cost, how could he die so suddenly!

There must have been something in it that he didn't know about.

The Ghost Face Hall Master looked coldly at the scorched earth in front of him.

The surrounding area of ​​the temple has been burned so that it is impossible to see its original appearance.

From time to time, a few people who were sorting corpse fragments on the scorched earth would fish out a bone or two from the pile of waste.

The Ghost Face Hall Master looked at everything in front of him with a chilling expression.

Taking a deep breath and exhaling, he closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he said coldly, "No need to clean up."

He had just used his spiritual sense to investigate the surroundings, but there was no one alive, and it would be meaningless to clean up these things.

"Palace Master, the death of these people is a bit strange." A black-clothed masked man approached him and said softly.

"Their bones looked like they had been gnawed on by something, and there was hardly a single complete fragment to be found."

The Ghost Face Hall Master frowned slightly.

"Go to the back mountain and have a look." The ghost-faced hall master flicked his sleeves, turned around and led a dozen confidants, and quickly walked towards the back mountain.

I don't know if I don't see it, but when I saw that Rao was the Ghost Face Hall Master, he was a little wary, and he looked at the mountain of ruins in front of him in shock.

The extent of the damage here was beyond his expectations.

Compared with the scorched earth of the temple, at least half of the mountains that originally stretched for thousands of miles were completely sunk due to the subsidence.

Inexplicably, the ghost face hall master thought of the paralyzed face.

Then he shook his head.

impossible!

Where did this little guy come from to be so capable, can he move mountains and cut off water?

It's not really a god anymore, the ghost-faced hall master thought for a while, pouted his lips secretly, and then ordered his subordinates, "Search everywhere to see if you can find the body of the hall master."

His body has been modified many times with drugs.

Those medicines are the only one thing that can be found.

Speaking of which, the physical strength of the temple master should logically be more than ten times that of ordinary cultivators, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is copper skin and iron bones.

But it was such a person who died so suddenly.

Even more bizarrely, the life lamp microcosm that remained at headquarters did not capture any useful information.

This means...

While the body of the temple master was shattered, his soul was mercilessly killed in an instant.

The afterimage of the life lamp was too late to engrave what happened.

When the Ghost Face Hall Master thought of this, he felt a little gloomy for no reason.

The body of the temple master is still useful, if it can be found, it will be good...

The dozen or so confidants around the Ghost Face Hall Master followed a vague aura and searched around the Yongdao entrance.

"Hall Master." One of them called out.

The Ghost Face Hall Master followed and looked at the dark pit below with a slightly complicated look.

This is the nine-star lore formation in the Holy Land that has been activated.

The ghost face hall master was a little puzzled in his heart.

This holy place is not accessible to any outsider.

That is to say, someone took Qiao Mu and they fled here, and then this place became the burial place of the temple master.

Miyan!

The Ghost Face Hall Master gritted his teeth, it must have been Mi Yan who brought them here.