No one dared to move, not even the women on the beach. Even the many petrels that were originally chasing after the big ship on the sea felt the terrifying aura of death, and made shrill cries one after another, and then stayed away from the sea.

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With a grunt, the high priest swallowed hard.

It was very quiet on the beach, but the sound of his swallowing was very loud.

The high priest did not dare not answer Mo Zong's question. He did not want to tell the truth, but looking at Mo Zong's calm and majestic face at this time and thinking about this man's murderous methods, he did not dare to lie and deceive the other party.

Faced with this person's majesty, he felt that it was impossible for him to lie without any flaws and not be noticed by the other party.

"More than ten years ago, a terrifying cultivator from Middle-earth like you came to Xingzhou." His body trembled slightly, he lowered his head and said truthfully: "He gave the temple some

Cultivation methods and magic weapons, but in return, he asked us to help him find something."

The demon sect raised his eyebrows slightly. This answer was beyond his expectation. However, he didn't say anything. He just glanced at the priest and motioned for him to continue.

After he really opened his mouth, this kind of statement seemed to be no longer so difficult. The high priest continued: "The man wanted us to help him find an iron coffin. He said that the iron coffin should be sunk in the deep sea, but

We couldn't be sure where it was. Naturally, we wanted to be careful to please this person, so we asked about the approximate location where the iron coffin sank. We thought that even if the ship transporting the iron coffin sank in a storm, we would at least know the location of the sunken ship.

, and it would be easier to search. However, the man said that he only knew that there was one such iron coffin that sank in the sea far away from the Middle-earth continent, and that it was an ancient object that sank hundreds of thousands of years ago. The iron coffin was not found in the sea water.

Durable, we said at that time that it would not take hundreds of years, even decades, in the deep sea. I am afraid that this iron coffin would have decayed into mud long ago. How could we find it? But the man said that this iron coffin is for the whole body.

Made of meteorite iron, it will not decay at all even if it has been in the sea for thousands of years. It was specially made by the person who buried the coffin in order to sink it in the deep sea. We then understood that he was looking for a special person from his predecessors.

For the coffin buried at sea, we still thought at the time that we were looking for an iron coffin that might exist in a storybook? Those things that were hundreds and thousands of years ago can only exist in the records of books, but who knows the records of books?

Is it true or not? Especially meteorite iron is so rare. It is impossible to build an iron coffin with meteorite iron like that. But we see that the man is determined, so naturally we don’t dare to question it, and we don’t dare to deal with it casually. It’s true.

He has arranged for many people to search the sea area for years. All we want is to tell us that we have done our best and he will not make things difficult for us. And the more we do our best, he may also give us something.

More benefits. This person does things just as we imagined. He himself also knows that the possibility of success is extremely slim. At first, he would come once every two years, but then it would come once every few years, and most recently it was only

Three years ago. But every time he comes, he will give us some benefits, so this search has not stopped."

The Demon Sect listened very carefully.

His expression did not change, but many words in these stories made him easily smell the meaning of the You Dynasty.

As for the iron coffin made entirely of meteorite iron, it is easily reminiscent of Emperor You's coffin.

In addition to the descendants of Emperor You, the white-robed monk who was killed by him, and the young practitioner who did not know life and death but was superior to the descendants of Emperor You who were killed by him, he did not need to think too much.

I feel like there is an obvious connection.

"The practitioner who asked you to find this iron coffin is a monk?" He looked at the high priest and said.

This high priest is not stupid. He can become one of the top people in the Xingzhou area. Perhaps it can be said that he is extremely smart. The Demon Sect just asked him this question calmly. His heart trembled and he suddenly thought of something.

possible.

He knows very well that even in the distant Middle-earth continent, practitioners are not everywhere. Terrible practitioners like the man in front of him are also the top existences in the world. People like him will not arrive here for no reason.

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Could it be that the other party also came here to find such an iron coffin?

He did not dare to raise his head to let Mo Zong see his eyes, but immediately replied: "It's not a monk, that person is a strong man in his forties."

"You said that the man came here three years ago, so now you say that the iron coffin has really been found?" Mo Zong looked at the sparse hair on his head and asked calmly.

"We did not find the iron coffin directly, but we found two unusual buildings built on the seabed."

The high priest said: "The news came the day before yesterday that two minaret were discovered in the trench less than a hundred miles away from here. The two minaret are very majestic, and they are built on the seabed. They cannot be built by human beings.

.Before this, the practitioner who asked us to look for the iron coffin also said that the iron coffin may not simply sink on the seabed, but may be placed in a special tomb. If you think about it, the two spires are only

Only strong people like you from Middle-earth can build it."

"Except for you, do the rest of you know about this?" Mo Zong nodded and looked at the other black-clothed priests behind him.

"I made sure there were no lies."

The high priest raised his head, glanced at the shepherdess behind the Demon Sect, and said, "If you don't believe me, you can ask her. She also knows about the practitioner's visit and the search for the temple over the years."

Mo Zong smiled and said: "I asked them, not you."

The expression on the high priest's face froze instantly, and an endless chill suddenly came into his heart.

"I know."

"I know too."

Two priests in black spoke out.

The Demon Sect's eyes fell on the two black-clothed priests who were trembling a little, "Then you also know the specific locations of those two spires?"

"I know." The two priests in black nodded.

This seemed to be just a simple conversation, but the high priest felt an even more piercing chill. He had a premonition of what was about to happen, and looked at the Demon Sect with some surprise and fear.

The sky suddenly became brighter at this time.

"Why!"

The high priest was sure of what was going to happen next. He let out an incomprehensible voice of grief and anger, and the true energy in the sea of ​​​​qi burst out wildly without hesitation.

The small skull in his hand disappeared in an instant and disappeared to nowhere.

But at this moment, a force that he could not resist had suppressed him and exploded directly in his body.

boom!

There was a weird roar in his body, followed by countless harsh sounds of bones breaking.

He fell softly towards the ground, and even when his body fell to the ground, he didn't make any sound like the other people before.

But his whole body seemed to have turned into a puddle of mud, with blood and broken organs constantly pouring out of his mouth and nose.

A horrifying scream sounded on the beach.

Many women lost the strength to stand and fell to the ground. They did not dare to look at the high priest.

There was a soft pop sound.

But the little skull showed its figure, and it landed on the back of the demon sect. A strange light penetrated into the demon sect's body, but in just this moment, the skull lost all its glory.

, rolled to the ground.

"Why do you still want to kill him?" The shepherdess' face was also extremely pale. She resisted the urge to vomit and asked the Demon Sect with some difficulty.

Mo Zong laughed to himself.

He had many reasons for killing this man, and he didn't need to explain them.

But he still rarely answered this question seriously. He said softly: "Because I need to kill him to gain more power, and... there seems to be no reason for this, because if I am weaker than him, at the beginning I will

He is already dead with you. Only people like you will feel that he has answered some of my questions seriously and that he has nothing to do with what he has done before."

The shepherdess lowered her head and did not look at the miserable condition of the high priest. Thinking of the Demon Sect saying that she was too stupid before, she became even more unable to refute.

"Do you have any way to contact the practitioner who asked you to find the iron coffin?"

The Demon Sect said nothing more to her, but looked at the remaining priests in black and asked.

"We don't have it. I don't know if the Holy Master has it." A priest in black replied.

Just saying this, the black-clothed priest seemed to have exhausted all the strength in his body, almost collapsed, and a large amount of cold sweat broke out all over his body.

"Do you have any means of quickly communicating with Xingzhou and the Holy Lord you mentioned?" Demon Sect then asked.

"have."

The priest in black did not dare to wipe the sweat from his face, "We have seabirds that can quickly deliver letters to Xingzhou just like your carrier pigeons in Middle-earth."

The Demon Sect glanced at him and said, "Tell you Holy Lord, I want him to prepare the portrait of the Middle-earth cultivator you mentioned, and also ask him to collect the elixir that can replenish the true energy in Xingzhou.

I want him to send a letter as soon as possible and tell me whether he can contact the Middle-earth cultivator. And... you tell him, whether he can survive and continue to be the Holy Lord of Xingzhou depends on his efficiency in doing things.

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"Walk."

After saying those few words, he nodded to the shepherdess, then looked at the black-clothed priests who dared not move, and said, "Take me to where the two spires are."

….

All the remaining priests in black boarded the ship again, and no one paid attention to the body of the high priest in black.

In the eyes of all the women in that village and everyone on the ship, Mo Zong was the kind of weirdo who didn't like to talk too much and would kill someone if they disagreed, but not to the Shepherdess.

In fact, except for today, the Shepherdess has always felt that Mo Zong is a very patient person and likes to talk.

She followed the Demon Sect onto the boat, turned around and saw the bodies of the black-clad priests on the beach, and finally there was some unbearability in her eyes again. She said softly to the Demon Sect: "Actually, I am not begging for mercy for them. This person

The High Priest... When I was exiled here, I also wanted to kill him, but I always felt that it was never good to use too cruel a method. I..."

She didn't think the Demon Sect was scary, but she just didn't know how to express what she wanted to express most. When she said this, she hesitated for a moment and then said: "I just don't want you to become like them."

Mo Zong glanced at her helplessly, but he fell into a rare silence for no reason.

He was relaxed at this moment. It was a rare moment of relaxation since he began to escape from the Holy Sect of Light.
To be continued...