The puppet Murong Xiao's tiger body trembled, how could it be possible?
Look at their limbs and their movements, are they a bit stiff, and their facial expressions are a bit eerie and dark.
Murong Xiao looked carefully and found some clues. He said solemnly: If they are really puppets, then who is it that turned them into puppets, and who is controlling them?
Could it be him
Murong Xiao thought of a possible person. The old guy had been missing for thousands of years and never appeared again.
It is indeed possible that he is a sinister person. The old guy used to like to tinker with some such thaumaturgy, strange magic, and the art of the living dead.
If it was really him, why did he let these two dolls go to the Holy Mountain? Murong Xiao said with a gloomy face, go check it out immediately and see where these two people are hiding now. I want to really kill them.
After saying that, a small blue lamp on the wall fell into his palm. He picked up the lamp and disappeared.
It turned out to be this thing
Heisha stayed on the spot, stunned for several seconds, with two flashes of violence in his eyes.
He didn't expect that the artifact he had been searching for for nearly two thousand years would be right in front of him every day.
Sister Qingxue, the Holy Mountain Palace is ahead. Shall we go in now? Two hours later, Mi Qingxue and Murong Xianxian also arrived not far below the top of the Holy Mountain.
Looking up from a distance, you can see rows of majestic palaces on the top of the mountain. They are all jeweled and are definitely high-end.
Let’s take a look first. I feel something is strange around here. There seems to be some evil force lingering here.
As a saint, and an intermediate saint at that, Mi Qingxue's perception was much stronger than Murong Xianxian's, and she felt a little uneasy.
for
Before Murong Xianxian finished speaking, Mi Qingxue covered her mouth with her hand. Murong Xianxian opened her eyes wide and vaguely saw two figures slowly floating up from below.
Why are they?
Murong Xianxian was horrified. She had seen these two people before, but what she saw was not a living person, but a painting.
The two people's movements were a little stiff, and their expressions were a little weird. They moved step by step like puppets, slowly floating upward. Because of the protective holy light and the sword and shield, they could not detect Mi Qingxue and the others.
I saw the two people slowly floating up, and finally turned into two black lights, sneaking into the group of treasure halls above.
How come those two people are still alive? Murong Xianxian frowned, feeling a little incredible.
Mi Qingxue said: Those should not be two living people, but two dolls
Naturally, I have heard of the dolls Murong Xianxian, but I am a little confused as to who wants to make them into dolls. Could it be that old thief Murong Xiao?
Not sure yet
Before Mi Qingxue finished speaking, a muffled sound suddenly came from the palace group above, and one of the palaces collapsed in half.
Several figures soared into the sky and floated on the top of the holy mountain, their bodies glowing with cold light.
Two living dead dare to come to your door. I want to see who instigated it. One of you is the white-haired Murong Xiao. Although he is several thousand years old, his eyes are still extremely sharp.
The two puppets had nothing to say, so they just attacked Murong Xiao from left to right.
One person is holding a knife, and the other is holding a sword. The light of the sword and the shadow of the sword cover the sky and the moon, dyeing the top of the holy mountain into a terrifying silver.
Well come
Murong Xiao's eyes were like fire, and he raised his hand to cast a divine light, and rolled towards the two people.
Now is a good opportunity
Mi Qingxue and Murong Xianxian looked at each other, and Ermei immediately walked around quietly from the other direction, hoping to take advantage of the fight between these people to go around to the palace to see if there was any information to investigate.
Bursts of dazzling brilliance emitted from the top of the treasure hall. Murong Xiao was surrounded by divine light, and a crown on his head was shining even more. This was an ancestral weapon of his Murong family, and now he also had a strong reaction.
Why are these two so strong?
The more Murong Xiao fought, the more frightened he became. He had buried the other two dolls with his own hands two thousand years ago. At that time, their strength was only at the third level of the clan king, but now their strength is comparable to his own.
What made him feel even more strange was that these two puppets did not seem to be using the power of Yuanling. Instead, their power seemed to be inexhaustible, attacking one after another without stopping.
Go to hell
As Murong's Patriarch, Murong Xiao was naturally furious. He didn't expect to be forced to this point by two dolls.
The small blue light in his palm appeared again, and when he pointed it in front of him, it turned into a dazzling golden star and hit one of the dolls. At the same time, he fought with the other doll.
Boom boom boom
On the Holy Mountain, there were waves of terrifying throbbing. The powerful movement was heard by some members of the Murong family outside the Holy Mountain, and many people looked over.
I saw a golden setting sun on the horizon, which looked particularly dazzling in this dark rainy night.
how so
Did something happen to the Holy Mountain?
Many disciples of the Murong family began to rush towards the Holy Mountain of Murong. At this time, Murong Zhentian, who was in another part of Murong's ancestral land, also looked up and saw something strange at the Holy Mountain.
Sure enough, that thing is on this old thief's body.
Murong Zhentian's face became extremely gloomy. Of course he knew this treasure. This thing was originally his grandfather's, but it had been missing for nearly three thousand years. Unexpectedly, it had reappeared now, and it had fallen into the hands of the old thief Murong Xiao.
on the body.
Father, what should we do? A man in green stood in front of Murong Zhentian.
This was Murong Zhentian's only son and his illegitimate son. He also knew this treasure.
Order the people outside the gate to let go of the family formation and let the 100,000-strong army come in. You and I will take the black-clad regiment and we will deal with Murong Xiao overnight.
Murong Zhentian had a plan, but his son was a little worried: If we let a hundred thousand troops in now, would they trample our ancestral land and we might not get anything?
Silly boy, you and I have already taken control of the Murong family's treasure house, and now it has been looted. As for the holy jade, let them fight for it. Murong Zhentian said with a sinister smile.
Hehe, my father is indeed wise, but he doesn’t want the holy jade stone. I am a little confused because he is too young.
He naturally knew what the Holy Jade was, otherwise he wouldn't have attracted a hundred thousand troops from the Nine Immortal Cities. All of these people were top masters.
If the Holy Jade Stone was of no use, then Murong Xiao would not deliberately create a fake location to fool the ambitious elders in the clan.
snort
Murong Zhentian smiled strangely and said: Only those fools would really believe the legends on the mainland. If they really get a piece of jade, they can become a saint and practice a shitty career.