NOVEL NEXT Chapter 45 · The Truth
When the words of the ancestor Wanyang fell.
Everyone stopped suddenly.
The hearts of Patriarch Whitebeard and the others trembled suddenly.
A drop of cold sweat dripped down his forehead inadvertently.
"What? Could it be that there is some important discovery?!" Patriarch Lihuo looked at Patriarch Wanyang expectantly.
The old man!
But he has seen the best brains in his life!
Ancestor Wan Yang's eyes flickered, and he said meaningfully:
"The old man really found something wrong, the three members of the Holy Sect..."
As soon as these words came out, Yan Nantian's eyes suddenly darkened.
Swept towards the three white-bearded ancestors.
"Tell me!" Patriarch Lihuo urged.
Patriarch Wanyang nodded, then slowly said:
"Yan Zan said that longevity is absorbed by the power of time and space, but the power of time and space is well known, who in the vast world can control it?"
"This is also the question that the old man has been wondering and troubled for a long time."
"At first, I thought that your Saint Extreme Sect would not get any useful information during this trip, but we have no other clues, so we can only come here to have a try."
"But the oath you made just now made the old man change his mind, and even confirmed it..."
Patriarch Wanyang squinted his eyes and looked at the three white bearded patriarchs and said heavily:
"You are absolutely inseparable!"
The white beard patriarch's pupils trembled violently!
over...
Lin Chaoyang looked at Patriarch Wanyang in surprise when he heard the words.
The power of time and space? !
Could it be a space-time mirror...
Then he looked at his three ancestors, and found that their faces were pale, with a hint of fear.
It's really...
"Sa—"
At this time, Yuan Mo didn't care about adjusting his breath and injured, and suddenly flew up, and said in a hurried tone with hope:
"Where is he!"
"We really don't know!" the white-bearded patriarch was still quibbling.
Patriarch Wanyang snorted coldly:
"Then you swear again! The disappearance of Li Changsheng has nothing to do with you!"
"I……"
The words of the white-bearded patriarch choked in his throat, not knowing where Li Changsheng was was true, but the problem was that Li Changsheng was lost by himself! If this oath is made, then he will be wiped out by Dao immediately, but if it is not made...
Dead end!
At the moment, a mortal situation has formed!
"Shua!"
Yan Nantian's figure flashed in front of the white beard patriarch in an instant.
The broad palm directly held his neck!
Holding it in front of Own, his eyes glowed scarlet, and when the veins on his forehead surged, a strong aura swept the audience!
"Uh...uh..." The white bearded patriarch's face was livid, and he struggled while grabbing Yan Nantian's arm with both hands.
But Yan Nantian struggled under the Quasi Emperor Ninth Stage Apex's Cultivation Base, no matter what!
"Sure enough, it's your Holy Spirit Sect..."
"What happened?! Tell me!" Yan Nantian roared! Increased the strength of the palm!
"Let him go..." the gray cloth shirt ancestor said with a ashen face.
"Are you negotiating terms with daddy?" Yan Nantian turned his head to look at the gray cloth shirt patriarch, his scarlet eyes filled with murderous intent, making the gray cloth shirt patriarch's heart crazily filled with fear!
"Only the three of us know about this matter, and it has nothing to do with the rest of the Saint Extreme Sect..."
"You have also seen Lin Chaoyang's performance. Even the things that a Sect Master doesn't know about him will not be known to others."
"As long as you agree to let Shengjizong go, we will tell you everything and let you handle it." The gray cloth shirt ancestor flashed death in his eyes, and said lightly.
"But if you don't agree, we will immediately blew ourselves up, and we won't give you any chance to search. All the news about Li Changsheng will disappear completely in this world, and no one will want to know."
Listening to his threatening words, Patriarch Wan Yang sneered and said:
"Heh! Longevity was swept away by the power of time and space. How can you know where he is based on your Quasi Emperor's Cultivation Base? Whether he is dead or alive, and in which era, you don't know at all!"
"So even if we promise you, we won't find him, right?"
The gray cloth shirt patriarch heard the words and looked at Wan Yang patriarch, and sighed after a moment of silence:
"You guy... you're really smart, but..."
"Don't you want to know the whole thing? How did the power of time and space come from?"
"After learning this, maybe you will have a chance to find him?"
"But if you don't know anything, you don't have a chance." The gray cloth shirt ancestor's eyes flickered, and he could only say so much. Whether he can keep the Holy Sect depends on the choices of these people in front of him.
"We promise!"
Yuan Mo stared firmly at the gray cloth shirt patriarch and said.
"As long as there is any news about longevity, I will not let it go!"
Yan Nantian stared at the white-bearded patriarch in front of him, snorted coldly, and slowly let go of his palm.
"Say it!"
"Ahem..."
"You...you have nothing to say..." the white beard patriarch rubbed his throat and stared at Yan Nantian hoarsely.
"Hmph! My Yan Nantian walks in Hantian and never jokes! Since the master said yes, then I agree!"
"Yes, we use the name of Dao Shenzong to guarantee that there is absolutely no falsehood!" Patriarch Wan Yang also said solemnly, with a loud voice that spread all over the place.
Having said all of this, the white-bearded patriarch also knew that he couldn't force anything else, this was already the limit.
Then he glanced at Lin Chaoyang who was not far away, and a look of remorse and guilt flashed in his eyes.
Lin Chaoyang noticed that the other party's eyes were only bitter and shook his head slightly.
"I don't even bother to talk about it anymore. I did it myself. Just search for my soul." The white-bearded ancestor's tone was filled with relief, perhaps because he knew that he would die, so he looked away... …
Yuan Mo didn't hesitate!
She stepped forward and put her jade hand on the forehead of the white-bearded ancestor. As a blue light flashed in her eyes and the Spirit Power surged in her hand, the white-bearded ancestor showed pain!
A series of pictures flashed in Yuan Mo's mind.
【"The space-time mirror is something left by the ancestor Jidi back then. Only the Sect Leader and the ancestors of the Dao Shenzong know about it!"】
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【"In order for Sheng Jizong to stand up one day, we can only do this!"】
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【"Forget it! Chao Yang, since you are the current Sect Leader, and since you have made up your mind, forget it!"]
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【"Time-space mirror I have been Insight for many years, and I am most familiar with it, so this time I will do it myself!"】
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【"From now on...there will be no more Li Changsheng!"】
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After Yuan Mo saw that Li Changsheng had disappeared, he put his palms down from the forehead of the white-bearded ancestor.
The whole person also lost his mind.
Bean-sized teardrops kept sliding down her beautiful cheeks...
longevity...
Where are you……
When Yan Nantian saw the state of his master, his eyes froze.
"Snapped!"
The big hand slapped the white-bearded ancestor hard on the forehead!
The power of the soul is surging wildly!
"Ugh..." The white-bearded patriarch's complexion became even more painful!
Immediately afterwards, what Yuan Mo saw also appeared in Yan Nantian's mind.
A moment later, Yan Nantian looked at the white-bearded patriarch in front of him with extremely gloomy eyes.
"What's going on?" Patriarch Lihuo looked at Yuan Mo and Yan Nantian and asked quickly.
Yan Nantian grabbed the palm of the white-bearded ancestor's forehead and let go, and yanked it hard!
"ah!!!"
With the violent scream of the white beard ancestor, there was a sound.
Yan Nantian forcibly pulled out his azure blue and irregular soul!
Then Yan Nantian stretched out his two fingers, and a burst of radiance emerged from the fingertips, shooting at the spirit of the white-bearded ancestor!
The originally irregular group of spirits fluctuated violently.
A light blue halo bloomed in the center, spreading over his soul.
A picture emerges from it...
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