Devil Seeds

Chaos in Phoenix continues.

The Ten Demon Sects, which had achieved the overall success of the light-catching plan, did not stop this chaos, but indulged it.

The aborigines who could no longer feel the giant of light began to lose hope in despair.

A large number of demon sealers have come to an end and chose to completely liberate the devil in their hearts.

Killing, destroying, destroying... the traces of civilization were dismantled into pieces in the wanton battle.

"If you want to find the Holy Son who came to the mortal world, you must first find the Holy One. And the Holy One is in Phoenix City. This is the clue we intercepted."

"In the calm and stable Phoenix City, it's hard to tell who is the real dragon and who is the grass snake. But when the place is disturbed, the real saint may show up." Mo Tingyuan and Song Qingwen stood side by side.

At this time they stood on the lighthouse.

The part of Phoenix City on the surface was relatively calm, and the disturbances and movements were all forcefully broken down by the disciples of the Ten Demon Sects.

But the subsurface is different.

It has fallen into layers of hell.

"What about Phoenix?"

"The suzerain doesn't care?" Song Qingwen asked Mo Tingyuan.

Mo Tingyuan said: "So what if it is destroyed? We are not from this world after all. To them, we are outsiders, predators, and invaders. We can be used, hired, hostile, and even respected." Only they will not be truly accepted, so... even if a city in such a world, even if it is their hope, is destroyed, there is nothing to regret."

Song Qingwen shook his head when he heard the words, as if he didn't agree, and said unceremoniously: "It's really cruel! You really deserve to be the suzerain of the Ten Demon Sects. Not only is your heart cold, your blood is cold, your tone is also cold of."

Mo Tingyuan was not angry, instead he smiled and said, "That's nothing compared to you, that organization who has the habit of drinking the blood of young girls and thinks it's following the pure black messenger Matthew, the real manipulator behind them, isn't you Song Qingwen Is it?"

"If it weren't for you, Song Qingwen, how could these guys have filled every position in Phoenix City, and then quietly developed and grown?"

"You took advantage of their beliefs and emotions to make them think that they were doing the right thing, the holy thing. Now you are saying good things...! When did my Ten Demon Sect become so hypocritical?"

Mo Tingyuan's words were not just a joke.

He was even reminding Song Qingwen that even if Song Qingwen gained some opportunities and advantages in the wasteland world, his every move was still in his eyes.

He can indulge, but it doesn't mean he doesn't know anything.

Just like in reality, the whole story of what happened in the Magic Wind Palace.

It's impossible for Mo Tingyuan not to know the truth. He just chose to remain silent, which doesn't mean he must remain silent.

Song Qingwen turned around and cupped his hands at his suzerain.

"I would also like to thank the suzerain for taking care of me. A small trick...it's hard to be elegant! Fortunately, everything is going according to the plan. Although there are some mistakes, it has not exceeded too much, and it is still under control." Song Qingwen said. .

Mo Tingyuan turned around and put his hands behind his back: "Really? What about Ke Xiaoliang?"

Mo Tingyuan knew that Ke Xiaoliang was not surprised at all.

Because of the matter of the blood talisman and the matter of the Blood Demon Palace, it was enough for the suzerain of the Ten Demon Sect to be deeply impressed by this name.

"The Devil's Wind Palace has been investigating for several months, but there is still no news at all."

"The scheming elder tried to use scheming to communicate with his demon seed, but was shocked to find that his demon seed was suppressed by a powerful seal, as if dead silence could not communicate at all."

"This is not a method that an ordinary disciple can have." Mo Tingyuan said, staring at Song Qingwen firmly.

At this moment, Ke Xiaoliang also heard his name, and turned his gaze over.

At the same time, he was somewhat moved by the methods of the Ten Demon Sects.

He didn't even realize that the Ten Demon Sects had used the Demon Seed to locate him.

Thanks to the willpower he repeatedly used to form a seal with the feedback of the way of the demon sealer, and repeatedly sealed the demon seed, this position did not take effect.

Song Qingwen was silent for a moment when he heard the words, and then said: "After the incident in the Blood Demon Palace, he contacted me."

"Back when the Blood Demon Palace crashed, he escaped while taking advantage of the chaos. I beheaded an incarnation for him and let him escape by feigning death. Then I arranged for him to lurk in Zhenwuzong and continue to practice as a disciple of Zhenwuzong. If everything Good luck... now he should be an inner disciple of Zhenwuzong."

"As for his demon seed, of course I sealed it up. If not... how could he sneak into Zhenwuzong?"

Ke Xiaoliang's mind was full of question marks at the moment.

Mo Tingyuan would question him, although it was unexpected, it was reasonable.

What happened to Song Qingwen?

Why lie, and why use such a lie to cover him?

As expected, Mo Tingyuan didn't believe it, but said in a serious manner: "Is it true Martial Sect? That would be great, by the way...Elder Song doesn't mind telling me his disguised identity!"

"The True Martial Sect and my Ten Demon Sects often have conflicts. If I don't know his identity, and if I am a little careless... the elders of the sect will kill him, it is not beautiful."

Song Qingwen said: "If one more person knows what you are doing, there will be more risk. It's okay to tell the suzerain, it should be... But the suzerain doesn't have to tell the elders about it. If something happens in the future, he will Unfortunately, he was killed by a certain elder, and it was his fate, so there is no one to blame."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and said to Mo Tingyuan: "My disciple is now called 'Yang Shuao', a member of the side branch of the Yu Nong Yang family at the foot of Zhenwuzong Mountain, and has all the resumes from birth to youth. I have prepared for it a long time ago. With a good identity, he only needs to cut in. If no one in the door leaked the secret, he would be more cautious, and there would be no risk of being discovered."

Although Mo Tingyuan hadn't asked for proof at this time, he had already believed three points.

After all, what Song Qingwen said was so convincing that it really didn't look like a lie.

As for whether there is Yang Shuao, and whether he is really Ke Xiaoliang, Mo Tingyuan naturally has a way to verify it.

At this time, there is no need to continue to dwell on it.

"I have another question."

"The blood of the ancient god...is it taken by your disciple? Has it already fallen into your hands?" Mo Tingyuan asked, perhaps this is the question he really wanted to ask.

Although the Blood Demon Palace blamed all of this on the Heaven Thief Sect on the surface, and even cut down the mountain to destroy the sect and pulled out the Taoist inheritance of the Heaven Thief Sect, but everyone knows that this is just a superficial article, it is the blood demon. Gong forcibly saved his lost dignity.

Secretly, the Blood Demon Palace actually thinks that this is a trick of the Ten Demon Sect.

A scapegoat... still pinned on Ten Demon Sect's head.

It was only because of the strength of the ten demon sects and the frequent blows to the Blood Demon Palace that it was difficult to speak, and they did not dare to come to the door with provocations.

No sufferer came to the door, but the hatred was formed...and there is no solution.

With Mo Tingyuan's heart, how could he willingly accept such a scapegoat?

No matter how you say it... you have to get the blood of the ancient gods, and then say something else.

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