Archfiend

Wolfsbane!

Xu Yangyi was very sure that if there was a Holy Spirit, it could only be Wolfsbane. Not even dream eating is possible.

Stronger and higher level than the White Deer King, Dream Eater is far from reaching it. If it was the one suppressed at the Death Valley of Kunlun Mountain, it might still be possible.

But that One did not need to inhabit a human body at all.

“Mr.

Xu Yangyi's eyes flashed. If there were twenty of them, wouldn't the elves have come to dominate the world long ago?

As if reading his thoughts, Stanford smiled bitterly and shook his head: "But, so far, there are only five left. Among them, four are sleeping. The only one who remains awake is Malorne, the King of White Deer. No one has ever seen it. Its true appearance. However, it does exist. The elves can receive its blessings every time they perform sacrifices."

Xu Yangyi nodded. No wonder he had to swear a great oath. If the news that only one of the five holy spirits of the elves is revealed, I am afraid that Covinus or Tagule, or Tirasong, who has had a relationship with each other once, will be exposed. The family will have other ideas.

"And the reason for the disappearance of the Holy Spirit... is that they will devour each other! Every one hundred years, all the Holy Spirits will wake up and then engage in a violent devouring! The remaining Holy Spirits are getting stronger and stronger. I think, maybe five hundred years , or after three hundred years, there may be only one Holy Spirit left in the elves."

He stared at Xu Yangyi: "Mr.

Xu Yangyi pondered for a few seconds and then said tentatively: "This Holy Spirit is integrated with this seat. It is my seat. This seat is also it."

"Sure enough!" Stanford breathed a long sigh of relief: "You are really...a unique exception! You have to know that anyone chosen by the Holy Spirit can coexist peacefully at most. There has never been a single person's will. It’s the precedent of the Holy Spirit’s will! Even 80% of the hosts are swallowed up by the Holy Spirit!”

"And during the battle with Lord Malorne's distraction, your instinct awakened. Its level is higher than Lord Malorne's distraction! Therefore, you absorbed Lord Malorne's distraction without any suspense. God!" He finally smiled: "But..."

"Um?"

Stanford smiled softly: "You are also very dangerous."

Xu Yangyi was stunned for a moment, and then he almost blurted out a national curse!

Who did you provoke?

He completely understood what Stanford meant. Since it is instinct for Holy Spirits to devour each other, then the King of White Deer, as the only living Holy Spirit, must know that he is here. Maybe he is slapping him right now and rushing over to devour him in one bite!

"Malorne's realm?" He suppressed the unknown will-o'-the-wisp in his heart and asked.

Stanford smiled respectfully: "Prince Banbu."

Half step to Nascent Soul! ?

Xu Yangyi didn't want to say anything anymore. He just wanted to look at the ceiling quietly and wait for death.

"However, Sir X, there is no need to worry. The Holy Spirit can never leave the elves."

"You... finish it in one breath!" Xu Yangyi flew over with a glare. If he hadn't seen that the old man was too old to walk, he would have wanted to kick him to death.

This big gasping can really kill someone!

"Okay, I understand." He waved his hand and rubbed his sore forehead. If Malorne could really break out of the elves, he would rush back to China without saying a word.

At any rate, he is now in the late stage of foundation building and still has a glimmer of hope in China. Facing an old monster who is half a step into the Nascent Soul here, there is only one way to die.

"If nothing happens, you can go back first."

"Sir." Stanford's expression became solemn and he said solemnly: "No, these are just background introductions. The real content has not yet arrived."

Xu Yangyi looked at Stanford thoughtfully and said calmly: "If you want to borrow my Holy Spirit, it is impossible. I cannot use the Holy Spirit, and I will never go to the elves."

"Of course not." Stanford said he understood quite a bit, smiled slightly, and then stopped smiling: "Sir, the elves have not participated in the war in the past few times. Why do you think this is?"

Without waiting for Xu Yangyi to answer, he said solemnly: "It's not that we don't want to... but that we are confirming something."

"We suspect that this sacred vessel is related to the Holy Spirit!"

Another holy weapon?

Xu Yangyi has already talked with Zhenren Yue. He is very clear about the timeline and the real thing of the sacred artifact, but he will definitely not tell the elves. I am afraid that the elves will never think that he already almost knows what is inside.

Therefore, he sneered at the rhetoric "related to the Holy Spirit".

Seeing that Xu Yangyi did not speak, Stanford continued: "This is also the reason why we participated in the Holy War. Four times... No, we even knew when the holy artifact was unearthed. Five times. The King of the White Deer, Malorne, exactly entrusted him with the dream. Everyone, tell all our people, that a powerful Holy Spirit appeared and something was deposited in St. John's Cathedral."

Xu Yangyi smiled slightly, wrong... what was inside was not the Holy Spirit at all, but...

No!

wrong!

Just when he was about to speak, Bodhisattva was racing in his mind, and he suddenly thought of something he had missed!

Master Yue once told him...the Boundary Anchor was banned. At that time, he was still shocked, who could imprison the secondary world anchor.

And now... an incredible idea suddenly came to his mind. He immediately asked: "Has the King of White Deer mentioned the details of this Holy Spirit?"

"Yes." Stanford hesitated for a few seconds, then gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, as if he didn't dare to say the name even if he opened his eyes, his voice trembling.

"Quetzalcoatl."

Quetzalcoatl!

Countless memories were pieced together from Xu Yangyi's mind.

What Yue Zhenren has been looking for.

Master Juling once went to search for it, and even became enemies with Master Yue because of it.

And now, someone actually told him that Quetzalcoatl is the Holy Spirit! And imprisoned the fragments of the Lesser Anchor?

Why does it do this?

Why does Yue Zhenren keep looking for it?

He seemed to have touched something somewhere, but he couldn't figure it out clearly.

"There are too few clues." He frowned and decided not to think about it: "This kind of thing is not something I can participate in."

"It's just...what happened on this earth? What is still hidden? Does the war of the great world exist? Does Quetzalcoatl know about this? If it doesn't know, why does it have to imprison it? Boundary anchor?”

"Are you sure?" After thinking for a long time and finding no way, he said solemnly.

"It's absolutely true." Stanford replied affirmatively: "I didn't believe that such a legendary thing existed at all. If it is true, this monster has been alive for who knows how long. It may be to witness the growth of human beings. I simply I can’t imagine it… However, the King of White Deer repeatedly reminded us not to reveal its existence. At the same time, we must find out the other party’s existence, so we confirmed the news.”

He smiled bitterly: "This is the only clue we have. However, our seed player lost in the first game. The Vatican will not give the elves face, and no one can enter the Holy Artifact if they are not in the top three. between."

"So?" Xu Yangyi roughly understood what the other party wanted and asked with a smile.

"Your Excellency." Stanford bowed: "The mystery of any Holy Spirit is beyond the imagination of a cultivator. I am sure that if it is really something left by a Holy Spirit, only the Holy Spirit can unlock this thing. . This also explains why the Vatican is still unable to unlock the sacred artifact even though the Pope is in charge.”

"Originally, we were unable to proceed. However, you appeared... The Holy Spirit under Antonio's crown is a crow, and he can see everything through your eyes. As long as we make a contract with you, we, the elves, will bear all the consequences afterwards. "

Xu Yangyi tapped the armrest with his fingers.

This condition is very good... The elves would never have imagined that the real plans of themselves and Zhenren Yue would coincide with each other. Antonio, known as His Majesty, was of the Grand Duke level. After being intercepted by the two archdukes, he finally gained a little more confidence in his plan to touch the tiger's butt.

However, now that he has participated in two forces, he vaguely feels that this holy war will not be so easy.

"What can you give me?" He said calmly: "This is to change the situation in front of the eyes of the Holy Whip Crown."

Stanford smiled, heartily. He is most afraid of Xu Yangyi's refusal. Since there is a negotiation, he will offer a price that the other party will definitely accept!

"Mr.

Xu Yangyi raised his brows and said in a deep voice: "My Holy Spirit is not with me. It is millions of miles away. Are you sure you can use it correctly?"

"Of course. As long as it exists in your body, it can inspire its full power! Especially since your Holy Spirit is of the same body and mind as you, the power it can inspire is probably several times more than that of Ethorne!"

interesting.

Xu Yangyi looked at Stanford deeply and nodded after a long time: "Tell me carefully."

"Okay." Stanford was not pretentious: "I wonder how much Mr. X knows about the realm of the Duke?"

"No more, no less."

Stanford smiled: "The so-called Grand Duke can do anything, fly in the sky and escape from the earth. Compared with them, the Marquis monk is like a child who has just learned to walk. To be able to escape from the Grand Duke, even the early Grand Duke who has just advanced, this Marquis' The name will definitely be praised in the world of cultivation, but..."

His face turned red with excitement: "What if... there is such a move, a specific move that requires specific conditions to be activated, but it can kill the Grand Duke?"

Xu Yangyi gasped.

Kill the Grand Duke!

The golden elixir!

This is simply impossible!