The woman opened her mouth slowly, telling the facts she had judged.

"Chen Anning has his own special channel, and someone will tell everything that happened."

"That person even has the means to reach the sky, and he can even find out everything in the black market."

What did the corpse puppet think of: "Are you talking about the one who read the book of the world? He has disappeared for 50 years."

"Maybe he came out of the mountain again, and recruited a mortal as his disciple."

The woman replied: "Of course it is also possible, Chen Anning has a connection with Tiandao."

The corpse puppet smiled: "A mortal?"

The woman glanced at him contemptuously: "The mortal you mentioned killed Yue Dongli not long ago."

"Yue Dongli is dead?"

"He didn't really want to live."

The woman shook her head, looked up and said with emotion: "Our patriarch in Beiyuan has a bad temper."

of course.

No one would be happy to be pulled out by one's unfilial apprentice as a gunman.

The corpse puppet looked up and looked at those black marks: "So why do you take these..."

"This is my personal judgment." The woman replied frankly: "I guess it would be difficult for that expert or Tiandao to directly detect things related to the ancient soul, so I used the blood and flesh of the ancient soul to paint something on it. What happened here Everything should be unknown to them."

The corpse puppet was speechless, and just stood there silently.

After a while.

He seemed to have thought of the purpose of his coming, and then said: "The leader wants me to ask you how you are preparing."

"Not in a hurry."

The woman waved her hand, as if she didn't feel much about Yue Dongli's death.

She just sat alone on the throne, her tone was flat as usual: "The blood of the ancient sage's destiny has not been obtained, so I can only find another way."

"The lord can't afford to wait that long."

"He can afford to wait." The woman said: "I know him better than you, and he has never been a person who is in a hurry."

"Humph."

The corpse puppet snorted coldly: "As soon as possible, Mistress Qiu."

Qiu Yunzheng tilted her head at a small angle and smiled: "A defeated dog has no right to urge me."

The icy cold wind blew past the corpse puppet.

At some point, a huge sword fell across the corpse puppet's neck.

The mysterious face of the young man with the sword in his left hand was shrouded in black shadows, but he exuded a terrifying sense of oppression all the time.

The corpse puppet stared wide-eyed: "You..."

The voice did not fall.

The corpse puppet's head was chopped off horizontally and fell to the ground, turning into smoke and fly ash.

Qiu Yunzheng frowned.

But Jun Lingyuan spoke ahead of time: "It's just a corpse puppet."

Qiu Yunzheng said coldly: "But I didn't order you to kill him."

Jun Lingyuan put away his sword and stood there quietly, neither rebutting nor saying anything.

The meaning is clear.

He wanted to kill, so he killed.

Seeing this, Qiu Yunzheng couldn't help but smiled: "When you have a physical body in the future, you will regret your disobedience."

"You can do it now." Jun Lingyuan knew what she meant: "You know I can't resist you."

"But I prefer your physical body."

Qiu Yunzheng didn't hide her thoughts at all: "Besides, it should feel good to see the left-handed sword demon being crushed under him. Now you are just a mess of unclean souls."

Jun Lingyuan's tone was somewhat displeased: "Is that kind of thing really interesting?"

"Secular people like to do that kind of thing."

Qiu Yunzheng's smile looked extraordinarily charming.

"Unfortunately."

"I'm just a worldly person."

……

Jun Lingyuan turned his back, unwilling to see Qiu Yunzheng: "Yue Dongli is dead."

"I know, but it's okay."

Qiu Yunzheng did not feel lost or frustrated about this: "He is an unstable factor, his self-awareness is too strong, and he is very unhappy about his resurrection. burden."

Jun Lingyuan said: "I didn't get the blood."

Qiu Yunzheng nodded: "It's okay, there are other ways."

She gently fiddled with the ice crystals on the throne under her seat, and there was a hint of evil in her eyes.

"It won't take long."

"Yue Dongli has explored many things for us, and we just need to move forward steadily."

"After all, the other two seniors..."

"It's much easier to use than our Patriarch Yue."

513. Underground

"So the Holy Ancestor is really that worthless?"

Inside Hundred Flowers City.

Su Zizhou was somewhat skeptical about Chen Anning's guess.

The appearance of Yue Dongli, the Northern Blood Spear, had already exceeded his expectations.

Now the evidence presented by Chen Anning proves that there may be another remnant soul of the ancestor hidden in Beiyuan.

This made Su Zizhou, who already deeply understood the gap between himself and the ancestor, feel even more unbelievable.

Chen Anning replied: "If you look at the entire history of human monks, the ancestors are indeed not worth much."

For a certain era, the patriarch was a symbol of dominance.

But that's only for a certain era.

Just like the great martyr's status is supreme, but if you look at history, there is not only one saint.

Similar reasoning.

Now Beiyuan has pulled out the blood gun of Beiyuan who died five years ago in 270.

I am afraid that it is not difficult for them to pry open the coffin boards of some ancient ancestors.

Chen Anning had to be prepared in advance.

Su Zizhou was a little uneasy, especially when his eyes were still closed——

"Then we should now..."

He was seeking countermeasures from Chen Anning.

However, Chen Anning's answer was: "Don't worry about anything now, just forget about it for now."

"Forgot?" Su Zizhou was taken aback.

Does this mean he should pretend nothing happened?

But just now Chen An Ning said the matter was so serious, how could he turn around and let himself not care about it?

Aware of Su Zizhou's doubts, Chen Anning explained: "There is no need to worry too much. Yue Dongli's death is also a blow to Beiyuan. Since they plan to take the life of my family, Xiao Ruyue, they will definitely not rush into it in a short time. attack."

"If my guess is correct, the other remnant soul of the ancestor should not be able to move freely."

"If not, it should be the two holy ancestors who attacked Baihua City this time - this can greatly increase the success rate, but Beiyuan only let Yue Dongli come here, which means that the other remnant soul of the holy ancestor can't do it. Freedom to move."

"Yue Dongli's original task should be to test, just like Jun Lingyuan, but he chose to die."

If so, it will make sense.

Yue Dongli chose to die by relying on his own will, which can be regarded as doing Chen Anning and others a big favor.

If not, he would go back after checking the information this time, and he would bring another Holy Ancestor's assistant with him when he attacked again.

Mind this.

Inexplicably, Chen Anning had a somewhat favorable impression of this Northern Blood Spear.

Su Zizhou also understood Chen Anning's meaning: "That means they won't launch an attack until they are fully prepared?"

Chen Anning nodded, then reached out and casually touched the face of his daughter-in-law lying on his lap: "If there is no accident, it is true."

"Then we can't do nothing, can we?"

Su Zizhou suggested: "Perhaps we can set up more spirit dust annihilation cannons around, arrange some formations and so on. Wouldn't it be better to prepare in advance?"

"Do not."

Chen Anning shook her head, denying Su Zizhou's proposal.

This young Tianzun killer is indeed very powerful, although he has not won many fights so far.

However, it is undeniable that the existence of Su Zizhou has indeed eased the disadvantage of Chen Anning's faction's lack of high-end combat power.

It's a pity that Su Zizhou's brain doesn't work that well sometimes.

"We're going to Beiyuan."

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