The Evil Imperial Monarch: 2039 Each is pregnant with ghosts

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"Doll puppet?" Murong Xiaohu's body was shocked, "How is it possible!"

"Look at their limbs, are they a little stiff when they move, and their facial expressions are a little horrible..." Hei Sha said.

Murong Xiao looked at it carefully, and really found some clues, and said in a deep voice: "If they are really puppets, who will they be? Turn them into puppets, and who is controlling them ……"

"Is it him?"

Murong Xiao thought of a possible person. The old guy has been missing for thousands of years and never reappeared.

"It is indeed possible that it is him..." Black evil said, "The old guy liked to play some such thaumaturgy, eccentric arts, and the arts of the living dead..."

"If it is really him, why did he let these two people go to the holy mountain..." Murong Xiao said with a gloomy face, "Go check it now and see where these two people are hiding now. The old man will really kill them. !"

After speaking, a small blue light on the wall fell on his palm, and he picked up the light and disappeared.

"This thing turned out to be..."

Hei Sha stayed in place, stunned for several seconds, with two blazes in his eyes.

He didn't expect that he had been searching for an artifact for nearly two thousand years, and he would be in front of him every day.

……

"Sister Qingxue, the palace of the holy mountain is in front of us, shall we go in now?" Two hours later, Mi Qingxue and Murong Xianxian also came not far below the top of the holy mountain.

Looking up from a distance, you can see rows of towering palaces on the top of the mountain. The jewels are absolutely majestic.

"Look at it first, I feel a bit weird around here, there seems to be some evil power lingering here..."

As a saint, Mi Qingxue is also an intermediate saint, far stronger than Murong Xianxian's perception, and she feels a little uneasy in her heart.

"For..."

Murong Xianxian didn't finish her words, she was covered by Mi Qingxue's mouth with her hands. Murong Xianxian's eyes widened, and she vaguely saw two figures slowly floating up from below.

"How are they!"

Murong Xianxian was horrified. She had seen these two people before, but what she saw was not a living person, but a picture.

The movements of the two are a little stiff, and their expressions are a little strange. Step by step, they are like puppets, slowly floating upward, because there are body guards and swords and shields, they can't find Mi Qingxue and the others.

I saw the two slowly float up, and finally turned into two black lights, sneaking into the palace group above.

"Why are those two still alive!" Murong Xianxian frowned, feeling a little weird.

Mi Qingxue said: "It shouldn't be two living people, but two dolls..."

"Puppets?" Murong Xianxian had naturally heard of it, but he was a little puzzled, "Who wants to make them into dolls, is it the old thief Murong Xiao?"

"Not sure yet..."

Before Mi Qingxue's words fell, there was a muffled noise in the group of palaces above, and one of the palaces collapsed by more than half.

Several figures rose into the sky, floating on the top of the sacred mountain, with a cold light on their bodies.

"Two living dead, dare to take the initiative to bring them to the door! The old man wants to see who instigated you!" One of them is a white-haired Murong Xiao, although he is several thousand years old, his eyes are still Extremely sharp.

The two puppets had nothing to say, they just left and the other right, and flicked towards this Murong Xiao.

One person holds a sword, and the other holds a sword. The light and the shadow of the sword cover the sky and the moon, dyeing the top of the holy mountain into a terrifying silver.

"Good job!"

Murong Xiao's eyes were fiery, and he raised his hand with a divine light, and rolled over the two of them.

"Now is a good opportunity!"

Mi Qingxue and Murong Xianxian looked at each other, and Ermei immediately went from another direction and quietly walked around, trying to take advantage of these people's fights, just to walk around the palace, to see if there is any information available. Checked.

There were bursts of dazzling brilliance from the top of the palace, Murong Xiao was surrounded by divine light, and the crown on his head was shining. This is an ancestor of the Murong family, and now he has a strong reaction. .

"Why are these two people so strong!"

The more and more Murong Xiao fought, the more frightened Murong Xiao was. The two dolls of the other party were buried by himself two thousand years ago. At that time, their strength was only in the third level of Zongwang, but now they are comparable to their own strength.

What made him feel weird was that the two dolls didn't seem to use the power of the soul. The power seemed to be inexhaustible and inexhaustible, attacking wave after wave without stopping.

"Go to hell!"

Murong Xiao, as the ancestor of Murong, was naturally furious. He didn't expect to be forced to this point by two dolls.

The small blue light in his palm reappeared, and with a finger in front of him, it turned into a dazzling golden star, hitting one of the dolls, and at the same time fighting with the other doll. .

"Boom boom boom..."

On the sacred mountain, there were waves of horrible throbbing. The strong movement caused some Murong family members outside the sacred mountain to hear it, and many people looked over here.

On the horizon, there is a golden slanting sun, which is particularly dazzling on this gloomy rainy night.

"How could this be..."

"Did something happen to the holy mountain?"

Many disciples of the Murong family began to drive towards the Murong Sacred Mountain. At this time, Murong Zhentian, who was in another place in Murong Zudi, also looked up and saw the strangeness of the Sacred Mountain.

"Sure enough, that thing is on this old thief!"

Murong Zhentian's face became extremely gloomy. Of course he knew this treasure. This thing was originally his grandfather's property, but it has been missing for nearly three thousand years. I didn't expect it to reappear now, and it still fell on Murong Xiao. The body of this old thief.

"Father, what shall we do?" A man in Tsing Yi stood in front of Murong Zhentian.

This is Murong Zhentian's only son and his illegitimate son, and he also knows this treasure.

"Let the people outside the gate, let go of the family formation, let the 100,000 troops come in, you and I bring the black band, let's deal with Murong Xiao overnight!"

Murong Zhentian had planned for a long time, but his son was a little worried: "Let the 100,000 army come in now, will they let them level our ancestral land? Then we may not get anything..."

"Stupid boy, you old man, I have already mastered the Murong family's treasury, and now it has been looted. As for the holy jade, let them fight for it." Murong Zhentianyin smiled.

"Hey, my father is really wise, but he doesn't want the holy place jade, is it too?" The young man was puzzled.

He knows what the holy place jade is, naturally, he knows very well, otherwise he wouldn't attract a hundred thousand troops from the Nine Great Immortal Cities. These people are all top masters.

If the holy place jade is of no use, then Murong Xiao will not deliberately create a fake location to fool the wolf-ambitious elders in the clan.

"Huh!"

Murong Zhentian smiled strangely: "Only those fools will truly believe in the legends on the mainland. If they really get a piece of jade, they will be able to become holy, and they will be able to cultivate a fart!"