When Wang Hui heard that the Five Ghosts of the Demon Refining Island were just pawns of the Death Island, he couldn't help but be shocked. You know, he can't even beat the weakest violent ghosts of the Five Ghosts of the Demon Refining Island. The fruits in the cultivation world are indeed very deep. It seems that he has really worked harder.

"Is there anything else I want to ask?" Duanmu Ling was very enthusiastic. It seemed that he really wanted to have a good relationship with Wang Hui.

"Well, I have a question I have always wanted to ask." Wang Hui nodded and said.

"Just ask, as long as I know, I will tell you everything." Duanmu Ling smiled.

"That's right. When I was very young, my parents died because of other people's battles, and even I almost died. At that time, I didn't know that there were cultivators in the world. I always thought that those people were warriors, so I have been conducting openly and secretly visits over the years, hoping to find the whereabouts of those people, avenge their parents, and let me let go of my heart disease, so as not to cultivate my inner demons in the future. But I had no whereabouts after all. Now that I think about those people may not be warriors, or maybe they may not be cultivators." Wang Hui looked at the snacks on the table, but his eyes were not focused, and he obviously remembered what happened when he was a child.

"Do you still remember what those people look like?" Duanmu Ling asked.

"Although I was still young at that time, because that incident had stimulated me so much, those faces and dress were deeply engraved in my mind, so I remember it very clearly. I am afraid that if I don't avenge this revenge, I will never forget this incident in my life." Wang Hui sighed.

"Then let's talk about it. I might really know the identities of these people." Duanmu Ling smiled.

Wang Hui nodded and rubbed his temples that were painful because of the thought of the past: "I remember very clearly that those two races, one of whom had a golden sun and blue clouds embroidered on their clothes, while the other one had a blood-red snake-shaped tattoo with wings on their bodies!"

Hearing Wang Hui's words, Duanmu Ling had just got the snack he was preparing to eat and suddenly fell on the table, with fear and panic in her eyes.

Wang Hui noticed Duanmu Ling's reaction and knew that the other party must have heard of these people, but he did not ask. It would be better to let Duanmu Ling calm down at this time.

After a while, Duanmu Ling lowered her voice and said, "Good, we can't afford to offend these two groups of people you are looking for. Even the power of the entire Shangqing Sect may not be able to move them!"

"Is it really that powerful?" Wang Hui was also a little surprised. He thought that Shangqing Sect was one of the ten major sects and should be very powerful, but he never thought that even Shangqing Sect could not get rid of his enemies.

"Oh, what should I say? I really don't know if telling you their true identities will harm you." Duanmuling sighed.

"Tell me, I'll know this sooner or later." Wang Hui tried his best to calm himself down and said.

"Okay, but before I talk, I advise you not to think about revenge before your strength reaches the realm of magical powers, otherwise you will be the one who dies." Duanmu Ling exhaled and said.

"I still have some self-knowledge. Besides, I will first know who the opponent is, so as not to be killed in an unknown way." Wang Hui nodded.

"It's right for you to have this idea. Listen, the person wearing the golden sun and blue cloud patterned clothes is undoubtedly a disciple of Tianxuan Sect, and he is definitely a cultivator, because only disciples above the cultivator are qualified to embroider such patterns on the clothes!"

"Tianxuan Sect! It turns out to be Tianxuan Sect! Tianxuan Sect, the leader of the ten major Dao Sects!" Although Wang Hui was mentally prepared, he was still shocked. No wonder Duanmu Ling said that even if Shangqing Sect took action, he could not deal with the other party. That Tianxuan Sect was the leader of the ten major Dao Sects, and had the momentum of unifying the Taoist Sect. Their power was much stronger than Shangqing Sect.

"Don't be surprised first. Although Tianxuan Sect is powerful, it is a famous orthodox family after all. It is not too sinister and vicious under normal circumstances. It is relatively easier to deal with. However, those with a blood-colored Tengser tattoo on their bodies have no such concerns at all!"

"Who are they? Could they be one of the five major forces?" Wang Hui asked frowned.

"That's not. They are relatively weaker than the five major forces. But the problem is that all the blood-colored Teng Snake are cultivators with unique skills. They are all first-class in escaping and assassination skills. They can be said to be killers in the cultivation world, relying on killing people and catching treasures to enhance their strength. And I also heard that each of them has a Teng Snake with them. This Teng Snake can swallow the cultivation of other cultivators and then transform them into their own, which is evil." Duanmu Ling shook his head and said.

"Who are these people?" Wang Hui asked hurriedly.

"People in the cultivation world are used to calling them "snake demon". I heard that there are only twelve people in this snake demon, and each of them has unknown real names. When they call each other, they are called code names! For example, the 12th ranked 12th, and the weakest cultivation among the 12 snake demons, is called "poisonous snake" because he is especially good at using poison!" Duanmu Ling replied.

"Twelve Snake Demons!" Wang Hui gritted his teeth. Although he heard that the enemy was so powerful, he almost lost his confidence in revenge at the beginning. But then he thought that he was a person with the God of Creation. Since God blessed him and gave him such a great opportunity, it would be too unreasonable if he could not seize it.

"Bang!" A big hand slapped the table.

"Duanmu Ling, do you still have any shame? You are actually mixed with this man again!" Murong Tuo, who suddenly appeared, was a little angry, and his originally fair face turned red at this moment.

"Murong Tuo? When did you come here? This is a martial arts hall. Although you can talk to each other, you are not afraid of disturbing others' practice after such a big movement?" Duanmu Ling rolled his eyes and looked at Murong Tuo with some disgust and said.

"Hmph!" Seeing that he became the focus of everyone, Murong Tuo also realized something was wrong, so he could only snort and sit down, and then stared at Wang Hui, which seemed like he wanted to eat people.

Although Wang Hui was not afraid of Murong Tuo, he was now focused on practicing and was not willing to cause trouble for an enemy because of a daughter. So he sighed helplessly: "Murrong Tuo, you don't need to be so nervous. I just asked Duanmu Ling for some questions, which is not what you imagined."

In the Shangqing Sect, the outer disciples are basically not called brothers and sisters. Most of the time, they call their names directly because no one obeys each other. Only whoever becomes an inner disciple will be respectfully called a senior brother or sister. Although this is not a rule, it is a convention.

"It's better not, otherwise don't blame me for being polite!" Despite accepting Wang Hui's explanation, Murong Tuo obviously couldn't let go.

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