Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Everyone was silent for a while, looking at each other, unable to explain the scene that just happened. They were full of doubts. Although Ling Xiao's words sounded reasonable, they always felt that something was wrong. If this kid was acting, his acting skills would be too realistic.

Vice President Qingyu frowned in thought, and finally asked: "Then why doesn't the spirit of the underworld kill you?" There was a hint of confusion and vigilance in his voice.

Ling Xiao cried sadly, as if he was really frightened: "How do I know? Maybe she thinks that I can be of some use to her by staying in this cemetery. After all, the spirit of the underworld seems to be unable to leave this cemetery. "

Vice President Qingyu was silent. He knew that although Ling Xiao's words might be just speculation, they were not unreasonable.

The secrets hidden in this cemetery are beyond his ability. He sighed, realizing that this matter had become very difficult and might even involve the safety of the entire Tianxiahui.

"Liu Yu, go and ask the Head of the Upper House to come." Vice Dean Qingyu finally made the decision. He knew that this matter was no longer something he could handle alone, and that he needed the help of the Head of the House of Lords to help resolve it.

With Liu Yu's departure, everyone also realized the seriousness of this matter. They knew that there was such a terrifying underworld spirit in Tianxiahui's cemetery. If it was not handled properly, the consequences would be disastrous.

As for Ling Xiao, at this moment, it became a minor problem that was not the focus of their attention.

"yes!"

Liu Yu nodded, turned around and left quickly. After a while, a figure hurriedly appeared behind everyone's eyes. It was a gray-haired old man, and beside me was the dean of the upper courtyard.

The wave of fluctuations swept over like a violent storm, making everyone present feel an unprecedented sense of oppression.

The surrounding space seemed to tremble from the breath, and the terrifying breath made everyone hold their breath.

After listening to Qingyu's description, the little man in charge showed a solemn expression on his face. I took one step forward, and it felt like the sky was falling, and a faint breath instantly enveloped the entire cemetery.

"What did he say?" Qiu Shuikui's voice came from the depths of the cemetery, warm and deep.

boom!

The old man's eyes were blazing, but before he could speak, the dean of the upper court frowned and asked: "Qingyu, what on earth is going on that you want to ask the head of the lower court to come forward?"

"Fortunately, you are not enemies with the spirit of the underworld. If so, I am afraid you will die." No one in the crowd shouted, with a hint of fear in their voices.

The people around us were stunned. We never thought that such a thing would happen. The Seventh Palm Courtyard, which is the existence we look up to, is now being invaded by an unknown spirit of the underworld. This is simply beyond our imagination.

Once Liu Yu establishes a closer connection with the Heavenly Society, if the Heavenly Society encounters a crisis in the future, that weak existence will definitely come to help.

In the cemetery, this icy hot atmosphere is still permeating the air, as if announcing its weakness and inviolability. But everyone stood close, daring to be stingy, for fear of angering the terrifying underworld spirit again.

"Who is this descendant, and why is he in your heavenly cemetery?" The Seventh Master took a deep breath, calmed down, and asked the spirit of the underworld again.

Upon seeing this, Vice President Qingyu immediately bowed and saluted: "Little Master, you are one of the bottom ten beings in the entire Heavenly Society. This matter is very serious and you must come forward."

The commander's face was pale and his eyes were full of disbelief. As one of the Seven Small Masters of the Lower House, I ranked seventh and ranked among the bottom ten weaklings in the entire Heaven Society. I actually looked so vulnerable to the face of the Netherworld Spirit in that cemetery.

"Junior will definitely do as you are told!" Although the Seventh Master was dubious about Qiu Shuikui's words, considering that Liu Yu was really a disciple of this kind of being, including Liu Yu in the Lower Court would doubtless be of no benefit to the Heavenly Society.

The Seventh Master's heart trembled, and he quickly said: "Yes, yes, what this junior said is absolutely true. Wu Longxin should indeed take action against this junior's apprentice."

"Why do the younger generations have to kill that Mingtu? After all, I am the leader of the tiger clan, and I have a distinguished status..." The tone of the Seventh Master became a little more respectful. I know that when talking to such a being, I must maintain enough insult.

Qingyu took a deep breath and described in detail what had just happened in a deep voice. I try to make my description more objective, without adding too much personal emotion.

"It is indeed complicated." The man in charge said solemnly, and my eyes became sharper, as if I wanted to see through the secrets deep in the cemetery.

"That eldest son is your apprentice. Wu Longxin wants to kill your apprentice. Why did he say you killed me?" Qiu Shuikui's voice was warm and hesitant, leaving room for doubt.

At this moment, an icy-hot aura bloomed from the depths of the cemetery, colliding with the aura of the villain in charge, erupting into an astonishing energy fluctuation.

"Bad!" Qiu Shuikui's voice echoed deep in the cemetery, then disappeared again. Every time you appear, you appear to be normal and cautious. After all, you are an enemy of the thunder and calamity between heaven and earth. Every time you appear, it is like dancing under the tip of a knife.

"That……"

Vice President Qingyu also had a solemn expression on his face, and I realized that what happened that time was less fruitful than I thought. The strength of the spirit of the underworld is so weak that even the villain in charge of the courtyard is an opponent. How should we people deal with it?

The Seventh Master pondered for a moment, and suddenly a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes: "Could it be that...the descendants are weak beings condensed from the heroic spirits of the weak from all generations in the Heavenly Society?"

The seventh commander looked at Liu Yu, and the expression on his face became a little warmer: "He worked hard during that period, and the subsequent matters will indeed be handled by the upper court. That's right, from today on, the lower court he planted will Disciple, come as you wish."

That was the result of your discussion with Liu Yu just now. Liu Yu might stay in the cemetery and go to the lower house to see it after all.

In the shocked eyes of everyone, the leader was actually knocked hundreds of feet away by the force and hit hard under a boulder.

"Their idiots let such a talented monster waste his time outside." Qiu Shuikui's voice was full of contentment, "If I hadn't been a demon cultivator, I would have been tricked to death by them."

Qiu Shuikui did not answer directly, but your silence seemed to acquiesce to that point.

The icy hot breath erupting from the depths of the cemetery collided with the strength of the palm courtyard, like two meteorites colliding, erupting with a deafening roar.

Bang!

The Seventh Master quickly acknowledged his mistake and said, "What I'm trying to teach you is that you were indeed negligent."

"Is it just negligence? Now immediately go through the procedures for me to retreat to the lower courtyard and let me retreat to the lower courtyard to practice. Of course, I still lived there before and could come and go freely." Qiu Shuikui added.