The Lord of Ghost

However, just after Mo Li escaped into the mist, Chu Xiao found the dead female disciple.

He looked at the dried flesh on the ground, the junior sister who once lived under him, and fell into deep thought.

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Soon, the team of more than ten people was reduced to less than half in a blink of an eye.

When the crowd gathered, they looked at each other.

They found a kind of lantern grass that could dispel the mist, and the dim light emitted was enough to illuminate the range of ten feet.

At that moment, Chu Xiao threw a dried corpse, which was the dead junior sister.

He looked at Qin Yang with a bad look: "Tell me, did you confess yourself or did I force you to surrender?"

"Chu Xiao, what do you mean?" Qin Yang's face was grim.

"I am not the only one who knows [Xuan Yang Jue], and I think the murderer is you."

Chu Xiao sneered: "Look carefully at the spiritual breath left by the back injury!"

As he said, a ball of green light condensed in Chu Xiao's palm, hazy and full of vitality.

Everyone was stunned, and then they realized that the Dao rhyme left in the injury was exactly the same as the breath in Chu Xiao's hand.

He explained: "The Dao rhythm of each method is different. This is the unique Dao rhyme of [Xuanhuang Wood Skill]. "

"And [Xuanhuang Wood Skill] belongs to the unique method of Xuanling Peak. It requires extremely special conditions to enter the library to study."

"I, Chu Xiao, am one of the disciples of Xuantian Holy Land who knows [Xuanhuang Wood Skill]. Guess who is the other one?" Chu Xiao sneered.

Suddenly, everyone's eyes looked at Qin Yang at the same time.

Because Qin Yang is a disciple of Xuanling Peak.

Qin Yang did not speak, but stared at the dry corpse on the ground.

Jiang Baixing explained on the side: "When Brother Qin and I met, the murderer was still killing people, so it couldn't be Brother Qin."

"Humph, you and him are in the same group, maybe you committed the crime together."

For a while, the air was silent.

Until Qin Yang shifted his gaze from the corpse and stared at Chu Xiao's eyes, the deep and restrained pupils made him stunned.

Chu Xiao immediately remembered the pain of being bloodbathed by Qin Yang not long ago.

"What do you want to do?"

Qin Yang said in a serious tone:

"First, I don't need to kill my own people, and I am not familiar with them."

"Second, killing them will not benefit me at all."

"Third, there is something strange about the corpse. All her blood and qi have been devoured. It is reasonable that the flesh and blood cannot decay so quickly..."

Before Qin Yang finished speaking, Chu Xiao immediately retorted: "Maybe you want to frame me!"

"Frame me? Frame who? Frame you, you idiot? Do you have any reason for me to frame you?"

"How do you explain the residual Dao rhyme of [Xuanhuang Wood Skill]?"

Qin Yang was silent.

As Chu Xiao said, the Dao rhyme displayed by each skill is fundamentally different, and there are only two people who can perform [Xuanhuang Wood Skill]

In fact, Qin Yang also suspected that Chu Xiao was the murderer, but he couldn't figure out why.

"I don't want to explain. If you have to explain it, then the person who killed my fellow disciples can only be one of us."

"Since that's what you said, let's make our attitude clear. Do you choose to continue to follow him or choose me?"

Chu Xiao continued to say: "I will report this matter to the Holy Land truthfully. For the hypocrite who killed his fellow disciples, he might suddenly give you a knife at some point. Everyone should think carefully!"

For a while, the remaining few people looked at each other, and no one wanted to be tricked by a villain.

Suddenly, Mo Li stood up and expressed his opinion first.

He looked at Chu Xiao with a kind smile on his face.

Suddenly, Chu Xiao was overjoyed. This Li Ge was blindfolded, giving people a mysterious and powerful feeling. If they could make friends, the more the better.

Mo Li: "Sorry, I believe in Brother Qin's character."

After the voice fell, Chu Xiao frowned so much that he could kill a fly.

He was unwilling to give up and looked at Jiang Baixing.

But Jiang Baixing ignored him and stood beside Qin Yang.

However, what he didn't expect was that the remaining disciples of the Holy Land looked at each other and chose to stand behind Qin Yang.

Suddenly, Chu Xiao broke his defense and his face became increasingly ferocious!

"Why? Why did you all choose Qin Yang!"

"It was obviously him who killed him! Why do you still believe him!"

Chu Xiao was hysterical, and the spiritual energy around him burst out in disorder and chaos, stirring up the mist.

He is the youngest champion of Xuanyang Holy Land in a thousand years. He has excellent talent and is a strong player in the fight for the position of the Son of God.

But twice in a row, his arrogant self-esteem knelt in front of Qin Yang twice in a row.

He couldn't accept it, it was difficult to understand, and his psychology became more and more distorted.

Mo Li watched from the side, looking at Chu Xiao's hysterical appearance, and also saw the resentment growing in the other's eyes.

Yes, it's hatred! Mixed with jealous hatred, a very wonderful emotion.

Mo Li smiled slightly. He saw the shadows of many people in Chu Xiao.

As for why everyone didn't believe him, Mo Li probably knew it best, after all, he was the one who killed the person.

But the Dao rhyme of the skills left on the body was not left by him.

Coincidentally, Mo Li did know the [Xuanhuang Wood Skill]. After stabbing Qin Yang to death, he used dirty means to get it from Xuanling Peak. Later, he found a seed of [Bitian Qinglian] in the colorful world, sublimated the original skills, and turned it into a new method [Xuanqing Daozang].

He was not stupid enough to leave the Dao rhyme, so the intention of framing him was too obvious.

So, since it wasn't Mo Li, then the Dao rhyme of [Xuanhuang Wood Skill] could only be Chu Xiao's second manipulation of the corpse.

As for the purpose, it was probably to frame Qin Yang and try to make him deserted by his friends and relatives.

But unfortunately, he failed.

Because compared to the motive of framing, Chu Xiao was more suspicious. After all, he was defeated by Qin Yang not long ago. What the youngest champion was was just that.

The remaining disciples of the Holy Land were not stupid, and Qin Yang was stronger, so it was needless to say who to choose.

Looking at Chu Xiao's appearance hovering on the edge of jealousy, Mo Li had a look of appreciation.

At the same time, Qin Yang was more concerned about the disappearance of the essence and blood on the corpse.

Along the way, he could hardly see the flesh of the creature intact, as if it had been drained of blood by something.

But he couldn't find out what kind of monster it was.

"Everyone be careful, this place is weird, watch your feet."

The voice had just spread, and suddenly, a louder phoenix cry directly covered everything, and even the fog here broke through a path to the ultimate place of the nest.

Almost at the same time, the light rain fell, and countless Tianjiao cultivators saw the phantom of the flying fairy phoenix on the ancient Wutong tree.

"The fairy phoenix is ​​about to break out of the shell!"

"Hurry up! This fairy beast of heaven and earth! If you can recognize the master, you will be invincible in the world!"

Qin Yang didn't have time to think too much. The ancient road showed that the final battle was inside the nest, and one step later might miss the opportunity.

They moved forward immediately, leaving only Chu Xiao, who looked at Qin Yang's back with a sinister look.

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind him: "Reluctant? Humiliated? The youngest champion is just like this!"

Chu Xiao turned around, and what he never expected was that the person in front of him was Li Ge, or Mo Li.

But what he didn't expect was that a halo condensed in Mo Li's palm, which not only had the Dao rhyme of [Xuan Yang Gong], but also the breath of [Xuan Huang Mu Gong].

Chu Xiao couldn't believe it: "You! It's you!"

At this moment, he realized that the person who hunted down the disciples of Xuan Yang Holy Land was him!

"Yes, it's me! In you, I see precious hatred, hatred for Qin Yang."

"Give you two choices: One: Submit to me. Two: Die!"

As he spoke, Mo Li looked down from above, bursting out with a huge pressure that was difficult to resist. Behind him, a sea of ​​blood and corpses was reflected.

Seeing this scene, Chu Xiao still wanted to resist.

But half an incense stick later, Chu Xiao knelt on the ground and offered his soul. He looked at Mo Li and whispered: "Master!"

At this point, Chu Xiao was branded by Mo Li [Ghost Slave Seal] and became his loyal servant.

Mo Li said that he would not spare any of the people from Xuanyang Holy Land.

As the youngest champion in the history of the Holy Land, Chu Xiao might have a miraculous effect.