Emperor Jiuyin

Li Hanxue and the Five Sacred Lords came to a secluded primeval forest. The sky was dark and the night was cold, the cool breeze was blowing, and it was extremely quiet.

Li Hanxue stared at the Five Sacred Lords with a faint look, "Five Sacred Lords, tell me, where is the other ghost hand?"

The Holy Lord of the Five Sacred Mountains' heart skipped a beat. He thought Li Hanxue was going to attack him, so he couldn't help but wince and said, "Not in Nebula Continent."

"Stop talking nonsense and explain the location directly!" Li Hanxue said coldly.

The Holy Lord of the Five Sacred Mountains said: "In the hands of the saint of the ancient Brahma clan in the Brahma Secret Realm."

In the dark night, Li Hanxue showed her snow-white teeth, so white and so sinister, "A saint from the ancient Dafan tribe? Hahaha"

A thin layer of sweat immediately appeared on the forehead of the Holy Lord of the Five Sacred Mountains. "Has this guy been to the Dafangu Clan? It's impossible. The Dafangu Clan has always been secretive and cannot be easily discovered."

The Holy Lord of the Five Sacred Mountains said with a guilty conscience: "Sage Lord Oniwu, why are you laughing?"

Li Hanxue sneered: "Don't think I don't know. The status of the saints of the Dafan Ancient Clan is even lower than that of beasts in their clan. How can they master ghost hands?"

Li Hanxue's dark hands shook and she suddenly grasped the neck of the Five Sacred Lords. "If you dare to lie to me again, I will extract your sacred heart and search for your soul directly! Don't challenge my patience." The Five Sacred Lords were all over their bodies. He trembled and said quickly: "I don't dare, I don't dare anymore. The ghost hand is indeed in the Dafangu clan, but it is not in the hands of the saint, but is sealed in their holy land. It was enshrined as a sacred object, and even the clan leader was not qualified to touch it, so he could only wait.

When the clan encounters an irresistible enemy, the ancient Dafan clan will unanimously decide to use this object to defend against the enemy. "In this case, the ghost hand is likely to still retain its power." "Li Hanxue stared at the dark right hand and murmured in her heart, "This ghost hand saved my life in the ghost hand prison, but I have never been able to investigate its origin. If we could get the left hand in the secret realm of Brahma, we might be able to solve the problem.

Let’s solve this mystery. "

"Oniwu Shengjun, please let me go." Wuyue Shengjun kept breathing, "I have told you everything."

Li Hanxue said coldly: "Have you ever told anyone else about this matter?"

The Holy Lord of the Five Sacred Mountains shook his head violently, "You know this matter, I know it, God knows it, and the earth knows it. I can swear that no one else knows about this matter."

Li Hanxue slowly released his right hand. The Five Sacred Lords covered his neck, coughed loudly, and muttered in his heart, "Damn it, why don't you be so cruel?"

"you can go now."

"Yes, yes." The Five Sacred Lords quickly retreated into the forest and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Li Hanxue sat cross-legged in the sky, lost in thought, "The battle for the best in the world on Longhui Island is indeed an unprecedented battle where heroes gather together and compete for hegemony. Let alone Gui Wu Shengjun, just talk about Qingchen Shengjun, Zixu Shengjun, Gong Xiyang, Xuanyuan Dongqing, and Wushuang Shengjun, each of them has real

None of my strength is beneath me. To win against them, you must try your best. "

"But if these people meet Oniwu Shengjun, I'm afraid they won't be his opponent. That sword is really terrifying. If you don't break that sword, there is no way to fight with Oniwu Shengjun."

There were many images in Li Hanxue's mind, and the sword of Lord Oniwu kept reappearing in front of his eyes. He racked his brains and tried every means to crack this sword.

In the center of Longhui Island, next to an emerald-like small lake, a long-haired man wearing peony clothes stood on the edge of the small lake, followed by two boys in purple who stood motionless like statues.

The two purple-clothed boys are both high-level Saint Lords and can be called overlords in the Nebula Continent. However, behind the man, they are like the humblest slaves in the world, willingly serving as slaves.

Not only did I not feel ashamed, but I felt proud from the bottom of my heart and regarded it as a supreme honor.

The man stared at several goldfish swimming in the lake and threw out two or three pieces of fish food in his hand.

After seeing these goldfish, they jumped up to the water like hungry tigers, and the fish food fell into their bellies before it fell into the water.

The long-haired man stretched out his right hand, and the boy in purple clothes behind him quickly came forward with a clean handkerchief and carefully wiped the man's hands.

At this time, a white shadow in the distance slowly approached this side.

The man waved his hand, and the two boys in purple immediately bowed their heads and retreated.

The man slowly turned around and looked at the woman in white who was walking over, with a faint smile that he had not seen for a long time on his face, "Wu Meng, why do you have such leisure and leisure to come to this barren land? Could it be that you are worried about your precious disciple?" Son?"

The Dreamless Saint smiled and said, "I came here to see you."

"Sage Wumeng would say such words." Longhui Island Master smiled, "This really flatters me."

"I haven't seen you for so many years, and you still look like this." The Dreamless Saint said helplessly.

The owner of Longhui Island smiled and said: "You haven't changed either. They say time passes quickly, but you are still as beautiful as before."

The Dreamless Saint did not deny it and chuckled, "You seem to have other guests."

The owner of Longhui Island shook his head and said with a smile: "Not a guest, just a troublemaking junior."

"How come this junior has such a great reputation that he deserves to be received by you in person." Saint Maiden Dreamless said with a smile.

The master of Longhui Island smiled and said: "Aren't you asking knowingly? Linghu, let the Lord Guiwu come over."

"Yes, Lord Island Master." Lord Linghu Long has already brought Lord Oniwu to the lake.

Immediately, Linghu Longjun slowly retreated, and Oniwu Shengjun saw a man and a woman standing by the lake. They were both young people and looked like young talents from ordinary families.

But their existence was so faint and insignificant. If Oniwu Shengjun closed his eyes, he would never know that there were two people standing in front of him.

Oniwu Shengjun's expression immediately turned serious. He strode forward, stared at the master of Longhui Island and said, "You are the master of Longhui Island, right?"

Longhui Island Master smiled and said: "Not bad."

"Who is this?" Lord Oniwu stared at Saint Wumeng with a trace of doubt in his eyes.

"Yuehuang Holy Land, Dreamless Saint." Long Hui Island Master said.

Lord Oniwu's pupils shrank slightly, "I have heard for a long time that Saint Wumeng's dream skills are unparalleled in the world. She can foresee the past and future, predict the enemy's opportunities, and remain invincible forever. I wonder if this is true?"

Saint Wumeng showed a faint smile, "How could Lord Oniwu believe these rumors? There is no such magical power in the world."

Oniwu Sage said: "Since Saint Wumeng is unwilling to disclose it, I will not force it." Long Hui Island Master said: "Oniwu Sage, I heard that you killed someone during the ban on martial arts on the island."