Xiaodie stood in front of the teleportation altar, watching Ye Qiu and others gradually disappear, her eyes full of reluctance.
It was not until the light on the altar completely disappeared that she withdrew her gaze and her expression returned to peace.
A trace of majesty flashed between the eyebrows.
"Minglong." Xiaodie called softly.
"I'm here." Minglong responded respectfully behind Xiaodie.
"Call all the city lords of the Nether Clan immediately." Xiaodie said firmly: "I want them to know that from now on, I will be the king of the Nether Clan."
"Yes!" Minglong took the order, his figure flashed, and disappeared from the spot.
Xiaodie looked up at the sky, and a trace of determination flashed in her eyes: "Brother Ye, don't worry, I will definitely protect the Nether Clan and wait for you to come back."
at the same time.
Penglai Island, East China Sea.
In a magnificent hall, purple air lingers and Taoist rhyme flows.
In the center of the hall, a three-meter-high Bagua Dan furnace stood, with the fire rippling with a blazing breath.
In front of the alchemy furnace, a middle-aged man in purple was sitting cross-legged.
He has a handsome face, gray temples, and a powerful aura between his eyebrows.
This person is the contemporary leader of Ziwei Sect—
Purple-clothed Marquis!
The Ziyi Hou was originally surnamed Cui, but no one knew his real name. He didn't like others to call him the leader. Because he wore purple clothes all year round, he was respected as the "Ziyi Hou" by the church members.
At this time, the Ziyi Hou was closing his eyes and concentrating his mind, forming seals with his hands, and refining elixirs.
Suddenly, a ray of golden light rushed into the outside of the hall and turned into a phantom, which was the soul of the young Taoist priest.
"Brother..."
As soon as the young Taoist priest opened his soul, the purple-clothed Marquis suddenly opened his eyes, raised his hand and waved it, and a powerful force instantly wrapped the young Taoist priest's soul.
"Ning!" The Purple-Yu Hou shouted softly.
The young Taoist priest's soul quickly condensed and he recovered his body in a blink of an eye.
The young Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, then he was overjoyed: "Thank you, brother!"
Ziyi Hou said lightly: "You are no longer a child, why are you still so irritable?"
The young Taoist priest gritted his teeth and asked, "Brother, why did your mark disappear? What exactly happened?"
The purple-yield Hou looked calm and his tone was calm: "My mark was broken up by that boy."
"What?" The young Taoist priest was shocked: "Is that boy a quasi-emperor powerful man? How is this possible!"
"He is so young and has not even grown all the hairs. How could he be so powerful?"
The Marquis of Ziyi shook his head and said, "He is not a quasi-emperor powerhouse, but he has obtained the luck of the Nether Clan."
"He is an invincible existence on the territory of the Nether Clan."
"Don't say I'm just a mark, even if I personally come, I'm not his opponent."
"The luck of the Nether Clan is in that boy?" When the young Taoist priest heard this, his face became extremely ugly and he cursed: "That old Taoist priest actually lied to me, it's really not a thing."
"Brother, I can't stand this tone!"
"I'll find a chance to lead them out of the Nether Clan, and then you can take action to catch them all in one go!"
The Ziyi Hou frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "This matter needs to be discussed for a long time, and not recklessly. That boy can gain the luck of the Nether Clan, and is definitely not an ordinary person. If he acts rashly, he will only alarm the snake."
The young Taoist priest said unwillingly: "Don't you just let it go? They almost killed me!"
The Marquis of Ziyi looked at him coldly: "If you hadn't been greedy for the luck of the Nether Clan, how could you get into such trouble?"
"This matter will be put aside for the time being. You can go to retreat and practice first to improve your strength."
"As for that kid... I have my own plans."
"But..." The young Taoist priest wanted to say something, but when he saw that the purple-coated Marquis looked cold, he had to shut up in disappointment.
"Do you know, if I hadn't let you leave a soul at home, you would have died today."
The Marquis of Ziyi said: "That boy not only has the luck of the Nether Clan, but also has the peak realm of the peerless Saint King, and is only half a step away from the quasi-emperor."
"In addition, there is also a quasi-emperor and a quasi-emperor-level divine beast on the scene."
"Even if I come in person, I will find it difficult to escape. You, a saint king, actually challenged them. Are you feeling that you have long life?"
The young Taoist priest looked surprised and said, "Why didn't I find it?"
"You didn't realize that, one is that your cultivation is too low, and the other is that they are playing tricks on you." said the old Taoist priest who fought with you, he is the innate Taoist body, and you are not his opponent at all."
"This..." The young Taoist priest was shocked.
Ziyi Hou sighed and said, "Before his parents passed away, I took my hand and said, "I asked me to take good care of you."
"In the past few years, you have caused trouble everywhere, but I protect you everywhere."
"I thought you could correct your mistakes, but I didn't expect that you would not only fail to repent, but instead became more arrogant."
"From today on, you must not leave the Bagua Palace, otherwise I will not spare you."
"Brother!" The young Taoist priest was anxious.
"No need to say more." said the Ziyi Hou: "When you break through the quasi-emperor realm, I will ignore you if you want to do whatever you want."
The young Taoist priest said, "It's okay not to let me leave. Brother, please help me kill that kid."
"I want to get the luck of the Nether Clan."
"There are those two women, please help me grab them back."
The Ziyi Hou didn't want to agree, but when he saw the young Taoist priest looking at him, he thought for a while, and said, "When I successfully refine this furnace of elixir, I will do it."
The young Taoist priest suddenly looked full of joy: "Thank you, brother."
The Ziyi Hou said again: "The Ziwei Sect lives in a corner and has not been born for so many years. I am afraid that few people know about our existence. It seems that it is necessary to go out and take a look."
"You should practice diligently!"
"Look back, I'll take you to the cultivation world."
The young Taoist priest was overjoyed when he heard this: "It's great, I've long wanted to go to the cultivation world to see it."
"Okay, go and practice!" said the Ziyi Hou.
"Yeah." The young Taoist priest nodded and was about to leave with joy when suddenly, a voice suddenly came from outside.
"when--"
The young Taoist priest paused and said in confusion: "What voice?"
As soon as the words finished, the voice just now rang again.
"when!"
The young Taoist priest looked puzzled: "This is the bell? Who is ringing the bell?"
"when!"
The third bell rang.
This time, the sound was loud.
"Brother, where did the bell sound come from?" asked the young Taoist priest.
Swish!
At this moment, the Ziyi Hou, who was originally sitting cross-legged on the ground, jumped up and instantly appeared outside the hall gate. He looked up at the void and saw surprise in his eyes.
The young Taoist priest followed closely and came out of the door. When he looked up, he saw a huge bell shadow floating in the void.
The body of the clock is simple and heavy, and is engraved with mysterious runes, emitting an ancient and majestic aura.
The young Taoist priest's face changed drastically. He pointed at Zhong Ying in the void and exclaimed: "Brother, this, this is not that..."
Ziyi Hou carried his hands on his back and spit out three words from his mouth.
Chapter completed!