Chapter 2039
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"Puppet puppet?" Murong Xiaohu's body shook, "how possible!"
"Look at their limbs. Are they a little stiff when they move, and their facial expressions are also a little gloomy..." Heisha said.
Murong Xiao looked carefully, and really found some clues, and said in a deep voice: "if it's really puppets, who will it be, who will turn them into puppets, and who is controlling them..."
"Is it him?"
Murong Xiao thought of a possible person. The old man has been missing for thousands of years and has never appeared again.
"It's really possible that it's him..." Heisha said, "the old guy likes to instigate some such magic, strange magic, the art of the living dead..."
"If it's really him, why did he let these two dolls go to the holy mountain..." Murong Xiao said gloomily, "go and check immediately to see where these two people are hiding now, and I'll really kill them!"
With that, a small blue light on the wall fell on his palm, and he picked up the light and disappeared.
"It turned out to be this thing..."
Heisha stayed in place, stunned for several seconds, his eyes flashing with two fierce fires.
He didn't expect that the artifact he had been searching for for for nearly 2000 years was in front of him every day.
……
"Sister Qingxue, the holy mountain temple is ahead. Shall we go in now?" Two hours later, MI Qingxue and Murong Qingxian also came to the top of the holy mountain not far below.
Looking up from a distance, you can see rows of towering palaces on the top of the mountain. They are pearly and absolutely of high grade.
"First of all, I feel strange around here. It seems that there is some strange power wandering here..."
As a saint, MI Qingxue is also a middle-level saint, far stronger than Murong's delicate perception. She feels a little uneasy.
"For..."
Before Murong Qianxian finished speaking, MI Qingxue covered her mouth with her hand. Murong Qianxian widened her eyes and vaguely saw two figures slowly floating up from below.
"Why are they!"
Murong Qingxian was shocked. She had seen these two people before, but what she saw was not living people, but paintings.
The two people's actions are a little stiff, and their expressions are even more strange. Step by step, they are like puppets, slowly floating upward. Because there are body protection holy light and sword shield magic soldiers, they can't find mi Qingxue and them.
They slowly floated up and finally turned into two black lights and dived into the Temple group above.
"Why are those two still alive!" Murong frowned, feeling a little incredible.
Mi Qingxue said, "it should not be two living people, but two dolls..."
"Doll?" Murong Qingxian naturally heard of it, but he was a little puzzled, "who wants to make them into dolls? Is it Murong Xiao, the old thief?"
"I'm not sure yet..."
Mi Qingxue's voice didn't fall. Suddenly, there was a dull noise in the hall group above, and most of the hall collapsed.
Several figures rose into the sky and floated on the top of the holy mountain, with great cold light on their bodies.
"Two living dead men, dare to take the initiative to send them to the door! I want to see who ordered you!" One of them was Murong Xiao with white hair. Although he was thousands of years old, his eyes were still extremely sharp.
The two dolls had nothing to say, and directly attacked the Murong Xiao from left to right.
One holds a knife and one holds a sword. The light and shadow of the sword cover the sky and cover the moon, and dye the top of the holy mountain into a terrible silver.
"Well come!"
Murong Xiao's eyes were like fire, and he raised his hand with a divine light and ran over the two people.
"Now is a good opportunity!"
Mi Qingxue and Murong Qingxian looked at each other. Two beauties immediately walked around quietly from the other direction. They wanted to take advantage of the fight between these people and just walk around the hall to see if there was any information to check.
Above the hall, there were bursts of dazzling brilliance. Murong Xiao was surrounded by divine light, and a crown on his head was even brighter. This was an ancestor of his Murong family, and now he also had a strong reaction.
"Why are these two so strong!"
Murong Xiao became more and more frightened. The two figures of the other party were buried by themselves 2000 years ago. In those days, their strength was only the triple realm of the emperor, but now their strength is comparable to that of themselves.
What made him feel more strange was that the two dolls didn't seem to use the power of Yuan Ling. Their power seemed inexhaustible, and they attacked wave after wave without stopping.
"Go to hell!"
As the ancestor of Murong, Murong Xiao was naturally furious. He didn't expect to be forced to this point by two dolls.
The little blue light in his palm appeared again, and with a finger in front of him, it turned into a dazzling golden star, smashed into one of the puppets, and at the same time, he fought with another puppet.
"Boom, boom..."
On the holy mountain, there were bursts of terrible palpitations. The powerful movement made some Murong family people outside the holy mountain hear it, and many people looked this way.
I saw a golden setting sun on the horizon, which was particularly dazzling in this dark rainy night.
"How could this happen..."
"Is something wrong with the holy mountain?"
Many Murong family disciples began to rush to Murong holy mountain. At this time, Murong Zhentian, who was in another place of Murong ancestral land, also looked up and saw the strange place of the holy mountain.
"Sure enough, that thing is on the old thief!"
Murong Zhentian's face became extremely gloomy. Of course, he knew this treasure. It was originally the property of his grandfather, but it had been missing for nearly 3000 years. Unexpectedly, it reappeared now and fell on Murong Xiao, an old thief.
"Father, what shall we do?" A man in blue stood in front of Murong Zhentian.
This is Murong Zhentian's only son and his illegitimate son. He also knows this baby.
"Let the people outside the gate let go of the family formation and let the 100000 troops come in. You and I will take the black regiment, and we will deal with Murong Xiao overnight!"
Murong Zhentian had long planned, but his son was a little worried: "if we let 100000 troops in now, will they flatten our ancestral land? Then we may not get anything..."
"Silly boy, your father and I have already mastered the treasure house of Murong family, and now it has been looted. As for the holy jade, let them fight for it." Murong Zhentian smiled.
"Hey hey, my father is really wise, but the holy jade doesn't want it, is it too?" The young man was puzzled.
He naturally knows what the holy jade is. Otherwise, he won't attract 100000 troops from the nine immortal cities and one region. Among these people, they are all top masters.
If the holy jade is useless, Murong Xiao will not deliberately create a fake place to deceive the wolf ambitious elders in the clan.
"Hum!"
Murong Zhentian said with a strange smile, "only those fools can really believe the legends on the mainland. If they really get a jade, they can become saints and practice farts!"
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"Puppet puppet?" Murong Xiaohu's body shook, "how possible!"
"Look at their limbs. Are they a little stiff when they move, and their facial expressions are also a little gloomy..." Heisha said.
Murong Xiao looked carefully, and really found some clues, and said in a deep voice: "if it's really puppets, who will it be, who will turn them into puppets, and who is controlling them..."
"Is it him?"
Murong Xiao thought of a possible person. The old man has been missing for thousands of years and has never appeared again.
"It's really possible that it's him..." Heisha said, "the old guy likes to instigate some such magic, strange magic, the art of the living dead..."
"If it's really him, why did he let these two dolls go to the holy mountain..." Murong Xiao said gloomily, "go and check immediately to see where these two people are hiding now, and I'll really kill them!"
With that, a small blue light on the wall fell on his palm, and he picked up the light and disappeared.
"It turned out to be this thing..."
Heisha stayed in place, stunned for several seconds, his eyes flashing with two fierce fires.
He didn't expect that the artifact he had been searching for for for nearly 2000 years was in front of him every day.
……
"Sister Qingxue, the holy mountain temple is ahead. Shall we go in now?" Two hours later, MI Qingxue and Murong Qingxian also came to the top of the holy mountain not far below.
Looking up from a distance, you can see rows of towering palaces on the top of the mountain. They are pearly and absolutely of high grade.
"First of all, I feel strange around here. It seems that there is some strange power wandering here..."
As a saint, MI Qingxue is also a middle-level saint, far stronger than Murong's delicate perception. She feels a little uneasy.
"For..."
Before Murong Qianxian finished speaking, MI Qingxue covered her mouth with her hand. Murong Qianxian widened her eyes and vaguely saw two figures slowly floating up from below.
"Why are they!"
Murong Qingxian was shocked. She had seen these two people before, but what she saw was not living people, but paintings.
The two people's actions are a little stiff, and their expressions are even more strange. Step by step, they are like puppets, slowly floating upward. Because there are body protection holy light and sword shield magic soldiers, they can't find mi Qingxue and them.
They slowly floated up and finally turned into two black lights and dived into the Temple group above.
"Why are those two still alive!" Murong frowned, feeling a little incredible.
Mi Qingxue said, "it should not be two living people, but two dolls..."
"Doll?" Murong Qingxian naturally heard of it, but he was a little puzzled, "who wants to make them into dolls? Is it Murong Xiao, the old thief?"
"I'm not sure yet..."
Mi Qingxue's voice didn't fall. Suddenly, there was a dull noise in the hall group above, and most of the hall collapsed.
Several figures rose into the sky and floated on the top of the holy mountain, with great cold light on their bodies.
"Two living dead men, dare to take the initiative to send them to the door! I want to see who ordered you!" One of them was Murong Xiao with white hair. Although he was thousands of years old, his eyes were still extremely sharp.
The two dolls had nothing to say, and directly attacked the Murong Xiao from left to right.
One holds a knife and one holds a sword. The light and shadow of the sword cover the sky and cover the moon, and dye the top of the holy mountain into a terrible silver.
"Well come!"
Murong Xiao's eyes were like fire, and he raised his hand with a divine light and ran over the two people.
"Now is a good opportunity!"
Mi Qingxue and Murong Qingxian looked at each other. Two beauties immediately walked around quietly from the other direction. They wanted to take advantage of the fight between these people and just walk around the hall to see if there was any information to check.
Above the hall, there were bursts of dazzling brilliance. Murong Xiao was surrounded by divine light, and a crown on his head was even brighter. This was an ancestor of his Murong family, and now he also had a strong reaction.
"Why are these two so strong!"
Murong Xiao became more and more frightened. The two figures of the other party were buried by themselves 2000 years ago. In those days, their strength was only the triple realm of the emperor, but now their strength is comparable to that of themselves.
What made him feel more strange was that the two dolls didn't seem to use the power of Yuan Ling. Their power seemed inexhaustible, and they attacked wave after wave without stopping.
"Go to hell!"
As the ancestor of Murong, Murong Xiao was naturally furious. He didn't expect to be forced to this point by two dolls.
The little blue light in his palm appeared again, and with a finger in front of him, it turned into a dazzling golden star, smashed into one of the puppets, and at the same time, he fought with another puppet.
"Boom, boom..."
On the holy mountain, there were bursts of terrible palpitations. The powerful movement made some Murong family people outside the holy mountain hear it, and many people looked this way.
I saw a golden setting sun on the horizon, which was particularly dazzling in this dark rainy night.
"How could this happen..."
"Is something wrong with the holy mountain?"
Many Murong family disciples began to rush to Murong holy mountain. At this time, Murong Zhentian, who was in another place of Murong ancestral land, also looked up and saw the strange place of the holy mountain.
"Sure enough, that thing is on the old thief!"
Murong Zhentian's face became extremely gloomy. Of course, he knew this treasure. It was originally the property of his grandfather, but it had been missing for nearly 3000 years. Unexpectedly, it reappeared now and fell on Murong Xiao, an old thief.
"Father, what shall we do?" A man in blue stood in front of Murong Zhentian.
This is Murong Zhentian's only son and his illegitimate son. He also knows this baby.
"Let the people outside the gate let go of the family formation and let the 100000 troops come in. You and I will take the black regiment, and we will deal with Murong Xiao overnight!"
Murong Zhentian had long planned, but his son was a little worried: "if we let 100000 troops in now, will they flatten our ancestral land? Then we may not get anything..."
"Silly boy, your father and I have already mastered the treasure house of Murong family, and now it has been looted. As for the holy jade, let them fight for it." Murong Zhentian smiled.
"Hey hey, my father is really wise, but the holy jade doesn't want it, is it too?" The young man was puzzled.
He naturally knows what the holy jade is. Otherwise, he won't attract 100000 troops from the nine immortal cities and one region. Among these people, they are all top masters.
If the holy jade is useless, Murong Xiao will not deliberately create a fake place to deceive the wolf ambitious elders in the clan.
"Hum!"
Murong Zhentian said with a strange smile, "only those fools can really believe the legends on the mainland. If they really get a jade, they can become saints and practice farts!"
"Puppet puppet?" Murong Xiaohu's body shook, "how possible!""Look at their limbs. Are they a little stiff when they move, and their facial expressions are also a little gloomy..." Heisha said.Murong Xiao looked carefully, and really found some clues, and said in a deep voice: "if it's really puppets, who will it be, who will turn them into puppets, and who is controlling them...""Is it him?"Murong Xiao thought of a possible person. The old man has been missing for thousands of years and has never appeared again."It's really possible that it's him..." Heisha said, "the old guy likes to instigate some such magic, strange magic, the art of the living dead...""If it's really him, why did he let these two dolls go to the holy mountain..." Murong Xiao said gloomily, "go and check immediately to see where these two people are hiding now, and I'll really kill them!"With that, a small blue light on the wall fell on his palm, and he picked up the light and disappeared."It turned out to be this thing..."Heisha stayed in place, stunned for several seconds, his eyes flashing with two fierce fires.He didn't expect that the artifact he had been searching for for for nearly 2000 years was in front of him every day."Sister Qingxue, the holy mountain temple is ahead. Shall we go in now?" Two hours later, MI Qingxue and Murong Qingxian also came to the top of the holy mountain not far below.Looking up from a distance, you can see rows of towering palaces on the top of the mountain. They are pearly and absolutely of high grade."First of all, I feel strange around here. It seems that there is some strange power wandering here..."As a saint, MI Qingxue is also a middle-level saint, far stronger than Murong's delicate perception. She feels a little uneasy."For..."Before Murong Qianxian finished speaking, MI Qingxue covered her mouth with her hand. Murong Qianxian widened her eyes and vaguely saw two figures slowly floating up from below."Why are they!"Murong Qingxian was shocked. She had seen these two people before, but what she saw was not living people, but paintings.The two people's actions are a little stiff, and their expressions are even more strange. Step by step, they are like puppets, slowly floating upward. Because there are body protection holy light and sword shield magic soldiers, they can't find mi Qingxue and them.They slowly floated up and finally turned into two black lights and dived into the Temple group above."Why are those two still alive!" Murong frowned, feeling a little incredible.Mi Qingxue said, "it should not be two living people, but two dolls...""Doll?" Murong Qingxian naturally heard of it, but he was a little puzzled, "who wants to make them into dolls? Is it Murong Xiao, the old thief?""I'm not sure yet..."Mi Qingxue's voice didn't fall. Suddenly, there was a dull noise in the hall group above, and most of the hall collapsed.Several figures rose into the sky and floated on the top of the holy mountain, with great cold light on their bodies."Two living dead men, dare to take the initiative to send them to the door! I want to see who ordered you!" One of them was Murong Xiao with white hair. Although he was thousands of years old, his eyes were still extremely sharp.The two dolls had nothing to say, and directly attacked the Murong Xiao from left to right.One holds a knife and one holds a sword. The light and shadow of the sword cover the sky and cover the moon, and dye the top of the holy mountain into a terrible silver."Well come!"Murong Xiao's eyes were like fire, and he raised his hand with a divine light and ran over the two people."Now is a good opportunity!"Mi Qingxue and Murong Qingxian looked at each other. Two beauties immediately walked around quietly from the other direction. They wanted to take advantage of the fight between these people and just walk around the hall to see if there was any information to check.Above the hall, there were bursts of dazzling brilliance. Murong Xiao was surrounded by divine light, and a crown on his head was even brighter. This was an ancestor of his Murong family, and now he also had a strong reaction."Why are these two so strong!"Murong Xiao became more and more frightened. The two figures of the other party were buried by themselves 2000 years ago. In those days, their strength was only the triple realm of the emperor, but now their strength is comparable to that of themselves.What made him feel more strange was that the two dolls didn't seem to use the power of Yuan Ling. Their power seemed inexhaustible, and they attacked wave after wave without stopping."Go to hell!"As the ancestor of Murong, Murong Xiao was naturally furious. He didn't expect to be forced to this point by two dolls.The little blue light in his palm appeared again, and with a finger in front of him, it turned into a dazzling golden star, smashed into one of the puppets, and at the same time, he fought with another puppet."Boom, boom..."On the holy mountain, there were bursts of terrible palpitations. The powerful movement made some Murong family people outside the holy mountain hear it, and many people looked this way.I saw a golden setting sun on the horizon, which was particularly dazzling in this dark rainy night."How could this happen...""Is something wrong with the holy mountain?"Many Murong family disciples began to rush to Murong holy mountain. At this time, Murong Zhentian, who was in another place of Murong ancestral land, also looked up and saw the strange place of the holy mountain."Sure enough, that thing is on the old thief!"Murong Zhentian's face became extremely gloomy. Of course, he knew this treasure. It was originally the property of his grandfather, but it had been missing for nearly 3000 years. Unexpectedly, it reappeared now and fell on Murong Xiao, an old thief."Father, what shall we do?" A man in blue stood in front of Murong Zhentian.This is Murong Zhentian's only son and his illegitimate son. He also knows this baby."Let the people outside the gate let go of the family formation and let the 100000 troops come in. You and I will take the black regiment, and we will deal with Murong Xiao overnight!"Murong Zhentian had long planned, but his son was a little worried: "if we let 100000 troops in now, will they flatten our ancestral land? Then we may not get anything...""Silly boy, your father and I have already mastered the treasure house of Murong family, and now it has been looted. As for the holy jade, let them fight for it." Murong Zhentian smiled."Hey hey, my father is really wise, but the holy jade doesn't want it, is it too?" The young man was puzzled.He naturally knows what the holy jade is. Otherwise, he won't attract 100000 troops from the nine immortal cities and one region. Among these people, they are all top masters.If the holy jade is useless, Murong Xiao will not deliberately create a fake place to deceive the wolf ambitious elders in the clan."Hum!"Murong Zhentian said with a strange smile, "only those fools can really believe the legends on the mainland. If they really get a jade, they can become saints and practice farts!"
