Jiang Xiaofan made three spiritual imprints, including the auras of Chen Yifeng, Cang Muheng and Yan Wuyue. He wanted the old liar to help find these people. This is a supreme existence of the Holy Heaven level, with unparalleled holy skills, and it must have amazing means to control them, which is enough to deduce the location of several people.

"Not bad, very good!"

The old liar looked at the three marks that Jiang Xiaofan showed, and couldn't help but be surprised.

With his cultivation and eyesight, he could just glance at the extraordinaryness of the three people in the imprint, each of whom was majestic, and they were definitely rare in the world.

"hurry up."

Jiang Xiaofan urged.

The old liar rolled his eyes, shook his head repeatedly, and stroked his gray beard and said, "Boy, you need to change your impatient attitude. As the saying goes, it's easy to break, but don't be careless, you'll be struck to death by lightning."

“I @#￥…”

Jiang Xiaofan had a black line on his forehead.

If this were not a Holy Emperor, he would definitely fly over directly.

"hurry up!"

He said with a dark face.

The old liar shook his head and pinched his fingers as if he were looking.

After a while, he waved his right hand and made a picture of the void. It was a vast sea of ​​flowers, with a man in blue sitting cross-legged, with the void floating around him, filled with a heavy Taoist rhyme.

"Brother Chen."

Jiang Xiaofan and Qin Luo showed joy at the same time.

Opposite the old liar was slightly surprised and exclaimed: "It's amazing, it's amazing. He can actually cultivate the Void Avenue of Old Tianxu gangster to such an extent at this age, a rare monster in the ages!"

"Buzz!"

His right hand slashed again, and a little bit of light floated out, swinging another picture.

This is a sacred forest, with towering ancient trees and countless rare beasts.

In the deepest part of this ancient forest, under a huge waterfall, a man in black was wielding the sword in his hand. The void became twisted under its sword, buzzing and buzzing, as if he was about to cut off the sky.

"This sword technique..."

A glimmer of light flashed through the old liar's eyes.

"This is?!"

Even Jiang Xiaofan was shocked.

The man in black was undoubtedly Cang Muheng. At this moment, the sword move he swung was dull, but he also exuded a supreme power to cut the sky and break the earth, and it bloomed in the ordinary.

“I @#￥…”

Next to him, Qin Luo started to curse directly.

The guy's face was full of anger and said, "Damn, one of these two people realized the truth in the sea of ​​flowers and the other practiced swords in the divine forest. I was thrown into the tomb where birds could not shit. I @#￥...Damn, your uncle's thief, although you are handsomer than you, you can't play with people like this!"

Old liar, Jiang Xiaofan "..."

Qin Luo was completely stimulated and flashed over: "There is another one, senior, please calculate it quickly, there is another person there, that is the inheritor of the Moon Eye!"

Now he can only look forward to Yan Wuyue’s encounter and wants to seek balance in the other party.

"Well, I'm here to take a look."

The old liar said.

A little glow burst out from his right finger again, and after a while, another spiritual imprint was opened. This was the place of blood, the ancient vine old duck, the skeleton blood pool, and a blood-colored full moon in the sky, filled with a heart-wrenching breath. Obviously, this is definitely not a good place.

"Haha, I finally found a little balance."

Qin Luo laughed.

In the blood-colored world, a slender figure walked on this land and seemed to never get out. This was Yan Wuyue. Above his head, a large area of ​​blood clouds surged from all directions, as if they wanted to swallow him.

"This is……"

Jiang Xiaofan frowned.

He felt a very bad breath.

"The Spirit Sacrifice Land! Isn't this the inheritance land of the Yuetong clan? This breath seems even more terrifying."

The old liar muttered.

"Sacrificial Spirit Place? Yuetong Clan?"

Jiang Xiaofan was surprised.

Qin Luo was even more palpitations and widened his eyes: "Moon Tong has a race? One...one race?!"

Jiang Xiaofan and Qin Luo both knew the strength of Yue Tong, especially Jiang Xiaofan. He had a battle with Yan Wuyue at the beginning and clearly knew the terrifying eyes of Yue Tong. If there was a group of eyes like this, what a terrifying group would it be? The gods probably couldn't compare to it!

"Don't think too much..."

As if seeing through their thoughts, the old liar shook his head.

He looked at the two and said, "The Yuetong clan has a large number of people, many times more than the God clan. However, it is difficult for one person to truly open the divine eyes of Yuetong for hundreds of thousands of years. As far as I know, for millions of years, there are only two people in the Yuetong clan who have truly opened these divine eyes."

"two?"

Jiang Xiaofan and Qin Luo were shocked at the same time.

Jiang Xiaofan frowned and said, "Two, Yan Wuyue is one, what about the other?"

He paused, was shocked immediately, looked at the old liar and said, "Is that true?"

As if he guessed what Jiang Xiaofan was thinking, the old liar nodded and said, "You are right. The other person is the ancestor of the Yuetong clan. He had already entered the Holy Heaven Realm when he was at his peak."

"The Holy Heaven Realm? There is actually a Holy Heaven Emperor in this clan?"

Jiang Xiaofan was surprised.

"It's amazing!"

Qin Luo also sighed.

"It's amazing, but that's just the past." The old liar shook his head and said, "From the ancient times, the ancestor of this clan died suddenly and was no longer alive."

"What?!"

Jiang Xiaofan and the others had not yet come back to their senses from surprise, and were immediately shocked again.

"That's a Holy Emperor, how could he die?"

Qin Luo was surprised.

The old liar glanced at him and said, "Everything has its own death, even a real world is no exception. Not long ago, wasn't Qingxiaotian's master also dead? Isn't he a holy heaven-level existence?"

"this……"

As soon as he said this, the two of them were stunned.

Yes, the Holy Heaven cannot really last forever, everyone will die.

Jiang Xiaofan looked ahead and suddenly said, "Do you know how that person died back then, what happened to this place? Is it related to that person?"

He felt that there seemed to be some connection here.

The old liar nodded and said, "This place is a piece of tribe land of the Yuetong clan. The ancestor of this lineage suddenly died here, and no one knows the cause of death. The death of the Holy Heaven Emperor in the clan was a huge blow to the Yuetong clan. This clan was in a slump for a long time later..."

He paused, a faint light flashed through his eyes, and shook his head and said, "But not long after, this clan became active again. Someone came up with a way to pay tribute to the ancestor Yuetong with the blood of the clan, water it on the land where the ancestor fell, and stimulate the land with the power of the same origin, hoping that one day it can recall the true soul of the ancestor and let it return to the world. But in fact, this method is really effective, and the stronger the blood of the clan, the more extraordinary the effect it is. They gradually gathered a trace of the true spirit of the ancestor Yuetong..."
Chapter completed!