They said I was a villain, and the slander turned out to be true! - Chapter 812

In the God Realm, the ancestor of the Soul-Snatching Sect woke up from his retreat. He roared, “If you don’t have a matter of life and death, I will let you know how close death is to you!”

His expression was particularly ferocious. As a God King, he had lived too long, so long that he was about to die.

He was about to die of old age.

After arranging the matters of the Ancient God Battlefield, he immediately fell into a state of retreat again, just to extend his life.

The leader of the Soul-Snatching Sect trembled slightly. He knew who this ancestor was. He kept his word and said that he would die, so he might kill him.

The current ancestor has a short lifespan, and he has no scruples.

After taking a deep breath, the leader of the Soul-Snatching Sect said in a deep voice: “Ancestor, all the disciples we sent to the Ancient God Battlefield have died.”

“Li Mufeng, he has also died.”

As soon as these words came out, the ancestor’s eyes instantly turned red, and his expression became particularly ferocious.

“What!”

“Who killed them!”

The ancestor was not worried about these disciples, but about his own life.

He was about to die, but the tomb of the Soul Burial King appeared, giving him a chance. There was a way to prolong his life in the inheritance of the Soul Burial King!

It could allow him to live a second life.

But now, all the people he sent out have died. How can he obtain the inheritance of the Soul Burial King?

“I don’t know.” The leader of the Soul-Capture Sect answered with his head down under the pressure of this powerful momentum.

The ancestor’s expression was ferocious. He took out something. This thing was integrated with the order talisman he gave to Li Mufeng.

It could save Li Mufeng’s life and allow him to forcibly intervene in the treasure in the tomb of the Soul Burial King.

After taking it out, he found that the order talisman in Li Mufeng’s hand was broken.

He closed his eyes, felt it carefully, and finally heard a voice.

“Ancestor, save me!”

After hearing this, the order talisman in his hand also broke.

His expression became particularly ferocious.

“Good, good, good! Very good!”

“You don’t want me, Li Jin, to live another life.”

“Very good!”

“I want to see who can get the inheritance of the Soul Burial Sect!”

“Let’s go, we’ll go and wait!”

As he spoke, he was about to head towards the place where the God Kings gathered.

This made the Soul Capture Sect’s leader look surprised, and he quickly asked, “Grandpa, are you not going to retreat?”

Li Jin’s face suddenly darkened, “Retreat, retreat! Even if I retreat, what’s the point of lingering on for a few more years?”

“If I can’t live, others can’t have a good life either! I’ll let them know how terrifying I am when my life is about to end!”

“I want to leave a strong mark in the history of the God Realm. I, Li Jin, will let several God Kings die with me!”

He is now crazy, he wants to kill people, he wants to kill a few people he doesn’t like.

The Soul-Catching Sect’s leader’s heart trembled, and he quickly reminded: “Ancestor, if you offend too many people, it may affect the future development of my Soul-Catching Sect.”

Li Jin looked back at him, his eyes full of coldness.

“Ancestor, I am going to die, what does the survival of the Soul-Catching Sect have to do with me?”

Looking at this look and listening to such words, the Soul-Catching Sect’s leader felt cold all over, and he had only one thought in his mind, “Ancestor is crazy!”

That’s right, Li Jin is already crazy, his only way to survive has been cut off, how can he not be crazy?

Before Qin Luo guided Mo Hanxing to the tomb of the Soul Burial King, he was fighting in the tomb.

It must be said that it is quite interesting to do something in the tomb of the Soul Burial King, especially in front of the mistress of the tomb.

The Soul Burial King felt that his master was somewhat perverted.

However, she had seen too many people, and there were many people who were more perverted than Qin Luo, and she didn’t care.

Her eyes fell on Xue Ji, and she felt a little uncomfortable.

When Xue Ji was about to speak, the Soul Burial King said, “You have a little bit of my Soul Burial Sect’s aura, but you haven’t practiced my Soul Burial Sect’s skills. It seems that someone around you has received my true teachings.”

“Is that right?”

The figure of An Ruoxi suddenly appeared in Xue Ji’s mind. Wasn’t the reason she came to this place because of the task assigned to her by An Ruoxi?

Seeing that Xue Ji didn’t speak, the Soul Burial King nodded, “It seems that I was right.”

Because her true teachings have a unique aura, it is easy to be contaminated by that aura if you stay with her descendants for a long time.

Strictly speaking, her descendants are the enemies of heaven! A complete villain, she is more sensitive to this aura.

As for Qin Luo, he is not practicing the skills passed down by the Soul Burial King, and Qin Luo has the concealing aura of Tongzi on his body, so she can’t tell what faction Qin Luo’s identity is.

“How about practicing with me?” The Soul Burial King looked at Xue Ji and said.

“Kneel down, worship me as your master, and I will teach you the cultivation method.”

The Blood Princess took a deep look at the Soul Burial King, then slowly shook her head, “No.”

It was because the Blood Princess felt that their status was equal now. They were both enslaved by their masters, so why should she be inferior to the Soul Burial King?

More importantly, the Soul Burial King did not look cool at all. When she was suppressed, she still held on for a long time.

The Soul Burial King was easily suppressed.

The Soul Burial King was stunned. She never thought that there would be someone who did not want to worship her, the God King, as a master!

She could only lament that the world was getting worse!

Xue Ji was not a fool. She glanced at Soul Burial King and said in her heart: “Now you are the master’s slave. When the time comes, everything about you will belong to the master.”

“I want to learn, do I have to learn from you? If I follow Master, there may be a technique that is more suitable for me.”

I have to say that Xue Ji’s IQ is on the line this time.

It would be more promising to follow Qin Luo.

Mo Hanxing was getting closer to the Soul Burial King’s tomb. In the dark, many people had already arrived one step ahead of him, peeping at everything in the dark.

“Here he comes, the guy is finally here.”

“We already have quite a few people, should we take action now?” someone suggested.

“Okay, you go up first, and we’ll go up later.”

“Then why don’t you go first?” the man retorted.

“Because I’m afraid of being killed by him.”

“Since you don’t have the courage to go up first, then just wait. It won’t be too late to go up after the big shots arrive.”

“But at that time, how could the prey still have our share?”

“Haha…you can eat as much food as you want, don’t you count it yourself?”

“Anyway, I only need one of this guy’s thighs! If you want a thigh, you can exchange it for a lot of bounty, right?”

This made other people’s eyes light up and they all said, “I want an arm!”

“I want an arm too!”

“I want another leg!”

“I want that little leg!”

In one fell swoop, Mo Hanxing was completely divided.

Of course, what they wanted most was Mo Hanxing’s life.

Fishing in troubled waters, what if Mo Hanxing can be killed?

Who doesn’t want to be the king of gods! Even if it is one in a million, they are willing!

The way of spiritual practice is not to cross a single-plank bridge with thousands of troops and horses. Who doesn’t want to be the one crossing the bridge?

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