Immortal Voices Chapter 192: Artifact

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The token flew above the void, and after spinning around the golden dragon, it exploded to pieces with a bang.

"Farewell to the lord." Qu Lang shouted loudly, knelt on one knee directly on the ground.

Seeing Qu Lang's posture, the other demons realized that their expressions had changed drastically, and followed Qu Lang to worship.

The demons shouted in unison: "Meet the lord."

The gloomy black clouds above the sky dissipated, and the Black Crows walked down the clouds and bowed their heads respectfully: "Meet the Lord."

What is majestic and majestic, what is majestic fame, righteous monks have seen it today.

Those terribly cruel demons are now obediently like domestic cats, and they dare not lift their heads.

"How do you call it an adult? Not the Lord Xixin?" The elder realized his voice was dry after speaking.

The three elders said: "It's definitely not the Lord Xixin, the breath is wrong. We and Xixin are also old opponents. She doesn't have the ability of this ‘adult’."

"Has Grandpa heard of this person?" Suzuran asked curiously.

The great elder shook his head: "I have never heard of it, nor is it a certain venerable protector of Wuxinya."

The three elders thought about it carefully and said: "It seems that I have never heard of such a person in the mortal world."

Si Wenning sneered and said sarcastically: "It seems that you are nothing but the holy mountain. No one knows you when you come out, and another one who hasn't heard of it when you come out. Tsk tsk."

The grand elder and the third elder blushed, and they also thought it was a little weird.

The Haotian Immortal Sect controls the world's cultivators, and omitting the heavy light can be said to be because the heavy light has hidden himself, but it is also in their sight anyway.

But the adults in this Moxiu's mouth are different, they haven't heard of it from beginning to end.

Given the importance of Haotian Immortal Sect to demonic cultivators, this matter is obviously unusual.

Above the void, the golden dragon spoke, his voice could not be heard between men and women.

The sound was not loud, but it penetrated the whole world: "Get up."

The demons stood up neatly, even more orderly than well-trained soldiers.

The golden dragon swayed its tail gently, and the strong wind driven by the wind blew down the big tree ten miles away. It was swimming in the sky, as if it were a fish in the water.

After Golden Dragon walked around Zhongguang for a while, Senran asked: "Do you want an artifact?"

Without waiting for Qingbo to speak, it roared as if being irritated, twisted, and headed straight for the heavy light.

"Master..." Anyang didn't know why Jin Long targeted his master, but he didn't want him to be involved.

He flew forward and wanted to rush forward, but was knocked out by the golden light emitted by the golden dragon.

"Big brother." Lu Yuan hurriedly ran to help him up.

They discovered that the Golden Dragon hadn't dealt with the heavy light, but the majestic wind brought by its flying figure soared into the sky, blowing the heavy light ten miles away, and also dispelling the gloomy clouds.

A little golden light gleamed on the dragon scales, and the light seemed to radiate a noble air, making it more dazzling, and more domineering and noble.

"You have been looking for news about the artifact." Jin Long's majestic voice was very affirmative.

The twinkling light in those huge dragon eyes is cold and majestic, making everyone stared shudder.

"One thousand six hundred years ago, someone wanted to get a divine tool and destroyed the Lord's family. It took the Lord six hundred years to eradicate the enemy." Jin Long waved his dragon body and his voice became angry. .

"One thousand and six hundred years later, the fish that slipped through the net were still looking for artifacts, and they were all killed by this seat three years ago. Now, Shigeguang, who gave you the courage to make you dare to use artifacts? Idea?" Jinlong roared, the anger that soared to the sky trembled.

Artifact? !

Everyone was in an uproar. They didn't expect that the legendary artifact actually existed, and the **** massacre three years ago was not just a turmoil for the demons, but for another purpose.

Ling Jun is unbelievable: "This is impossible. How could Lingjia be or be a slippery fish in the population."

Even though he said that he didn't believe it, deep in his heart, he faintly realized that this was the truth that caused the family to die.

Everyone in the family knows that for a thousand years, the family has suffered a devastating blow, and only the ancestors survived.

Now that I think about it, that catastrophe came from Xixin Blessing the Lord.

The destruction of Ling's family is people's revenge, so who should he go to to avenge his grievances? Should he avenge him?

"Jun Cong..." Yan Fei exclaimed worriedly.

"Mayfair." Ling Jun pleaded when interrupting her: "Let me be quiet, let me be quiet."

He seemed a little unable to accept the truth, and ran away quickly.

"Jun Cong." Yan Fei shouted, wrapped the whip around her waist, and flew after her.

Shen Jiuliu's few people also had their faces thoughtful. They all knew that three years ago, Moxiu took advantage of the opportunity that everyone's eyes were on the body of the sword emperor's blood and massacred countless people. They did not expect that there was such a secret in it.

Not far away, the three elders suddenly said: "It seems that Lord Xixin has really fallen, otherwise it would have appeared at this time. Now we need to figure out who this'Golden Dragon' is and how When you appear, you can control all the magic repairs, and the power is comparable to that of Xixin."

The elder nodded cautiously and said: "Yes, it was able to stir the situation three years ago, but Xianzong didn't know anything about it. This is very dangerous."

"Cousin, why aren't you talking?" Si Wenning asked suspiciously, feeling the ups and downs of the people around him.

She carefully recalled what the next two elders said, it seemed that there was nothing special, why the cousin's emotions were so fluctuating.

Sizhen looked at Jinlong with a deep gaze, and subconsciously concealed: "I am just thinking about the relationship between that person and the Lord Xixin."

He has faintly guessed who the so-called "Golden Dragon Lord" is in his heart, whether it is the black gold snake that has begun to appear, or the majestic luck, whether it is the death of Qingbo or the exposure of heavy light, all clues point to That person-Rong Xian.

He said why the snake was so familiar, he had seen it when he met Rong Xian a few days ago.

There is also the golden dragon of Qi Luck, which is the sojourner of Rong Xian's consciousness.

She is avenging the Yu clan, she and Moxiu are in the same group!

The emotions in Si Zhen's heart are extremely complicated, and he doesn't know what to think of this girl who is likely to be his child.

When we first met, she was kind and beautiful, gentle and pure. At that time, he thought, such a person would definitely not survive the cunning calculations of the Middle Thousand Realms, and she was incompatible with that world.

Now he has discovered another side of her, cunning and changeable, and the city is extremely deep. If such a person is in the world of conspiracy and calculation, he will definitely be like a fish in the water.

This is like a Si family child, with a natural disguise carved into the bone.

Si Zhen's cool eyes resembling Rong Xian flickered a few times, and there was a faint smile.

Si Wenning felt that there was something wrong, but couldn't tell, so she could only swallow her doubts back.