All demon cultivators stood up to pay homage to the Patriarch

This is an extremely strange scene, a kilometer-long Ying Dragon with two wings growing on his back, no longer floating and flying in mid-air, but half-prostrate on the ground, trembling all over!

For Lin Mo, it was even more afraid than An Gule.

One thing to say, An Gule was very good to them back then, although sometimes he used demon sealing techniques to suppress them, but he also respected them, and even in a sense, An Gule was not a support for them, it was an offering.

But Lin Mo is different, Lin Mo is their real master, and the five of them seem to have a natural fear and surrender to Lin Mo.

Moreover, when they were young, Lin Mo had no sense of cherishing and loving these five top-level demon beasts at all, and they were even worse than those human cubs.

Not to mention, Lin Mo's demon sealing technique and spirit detention technique were much more ruthless than An Gule's, after all, An Gule was taught by him.

At this moment, Ying Long was prostrate on the ground, with pitiful golden eyes, and he opened his mouth a little flatteringly.

"Master, I, I'll answer which one first!"

Lin Mo glared at him fiercely.

"What do you say?"

Ying Long was hysterical in his heart.

If I knew which one to say first, would I still ask?

But at this moment, he saw Lin Mo's hand, flickering runes unique to the Demon Sealing Technique, Ying Long's entire body trembled, and he hurriedly spoke.

"Xiao An is not dead! Based on my connection with Fu Ya Lu among his Seven Spirits, he should still be trapped in the battlefield of the Ancient Clan. "

"The battlefield of the ancient clan is an extraterritorial battlefield, in ancient times, before the birth of human beings, the era of Hongmeng, the ancient clan, the ancient gods, the ancient demons, the ancient demons, the ruins of the three ancient clan wars are there. "

"The Nine Holy Lands have been studying the ancient clan inheritance on the ancient clan battlefield, competing with each other, seeking to reach the realm of the ancient emperor who is one level higher than the immortal emperor in the legend, five hundred years ago, the ancient clan battlefield was suddenly connected to a secret realm due to some external reasons. "

"In order to explore the secrets, the Holy Land has summoned countless monks of the Holy Rank to be cannon fodder to explore the way, and Xiao An is also ...... But there was an accident at that time, Xiao An was afraid of the danger, so he threw out the four of us seals with the demon sealing technique, and infiltrated with the Nine-Tails himself!"

"Because of the demon sealing technique, we can't recover ourselves ourselves, so we can only return to Xiao An's descendants, hoping that someone will inherit the demon sealing technique and one day break our seal. "

"We really don't know how to enter the battlefield of the Ancient Clan! We are not even a human race, master, but the Nine Holy Lands definitely know. "

"Xiao An's descendant, An Ning's legs were discounted, it seems to be the daughter of a certain general in Jinling City, two clams, blood mastiffs, Qingluan followed An Ning's granddaughter, An Ge went to Jinling City to avenge her grandfather!

Ying Long's voice was like begging for mercy.

Wang Qingying was stunned on the side.

What Ying Long said just now had too much information, and he couldn't bear it for a while.

But the most important thing is that the people around him are all Lin Mo's disciples, except for him. In this case, there is a high possibility that you will be killed.

He glanced at Situ Ying again.

He was thinking, if he destroyed his ears now, the killing god should not kill himself again!

But Situ Ying didn't have time to pay attention to him, he came to Lin Mo's side respectfully and spoke in a low voice.

"Master, it is basically consistent with the situation detected in the nine places and the dark web, and the location of the eighty-two junior brothers and other junior brothers and sisters can almost be determined. "

"We want to ...... with the Nine Holy Lands At the same time, go to war?"

At this moment, if someone heard Situ Ying's words, they would definitely think that he was crazy, it was crazy enough to start a war with the Taixuan Jiuqing Palace, and someone actually wanted to start a war with the Nine Holy Lands at the same time.

But Situ Ying didn't joke, as long as Lin Mo nodded, he dared.

One of the things that Lin Mo taught them at that time was that no matter how difficult the goal seemed to be, as long as they did it slowly, they could always do it, so they had the dark web and the Tianjiao Chamber of Commerce from scratch.

Lin Mo breathed a deep sigh.

At least for now, it can be determined that Chu Yanyang and An Gule's disciples may be fine for the time being, after all, he has not been to the Gu Clan battlefield.

But one thing is certain, when the Nine Great Saints opened the battlefield of the ancient clan at the same time, they would definitely not sit idly by.

What about the Holy Land, when you punish the four swords of the Immortals, the Chaos Fire is exchanged, and the ashes of the Immortal Emperor will be raised for you, this sentence is not just a talk in Lin Mo's place.

He looked at Situ Ying, his voice low.

"Let's use the Taixuan Jiuqing Palace as a springboard! Continue to collect information about the battlefield of the ancient clan, I want to make sure that when we participate, we are fully armed, and the simulated enemy has extended from the Taixuan Jiuqing Palace to all the holy lands of the nine holy lands. "

"Also, as Ying Long just said, it was the daughter of General Jinling City who injured An Ning's leg. "

Situ Ying's face changed, and he glanced back at Wang Qingying.

At this moment, Wang Qingying almost ran over.

"Southern Dynasty, there are eight generals who are qualified to live in Jinling City, two of them have sons, and the remaining six generals have daughters, I don't know which one the dean is looking for?"

Lin Mo also squatted down at this moment, cultivating his spiritual power to help An Ning repair his broken left leg.

At the same time, as soon as he flipped it over, several silver needles appeared, piercing into An Ning's body according to special acupuncture points.

Lin Mo is helping his disciple's descendants to adjust his body, otherwise, with a peaceful physical state, he will not be able to last for half a year.

After a while, An Ning spit out a mouthful of black blood, and where the silver needle pierced before, there was also black dirty blood discharged.

An Ning's eyes were clear at this moment.

He looked at Lin Mo with tears in his eyes.

"Ancestor, you have made our ancestor who has been in our home for five hundred years appear, you can rest assured. "

Lin Mo looked at An Ning and sighed, and then spoke softly.

"Who is the person who abolished your retreat?"

An Ning hesitated for a moment, but he glanced at Ying Long, and suddenly remembered what An Ge had just said about avenging himself, and his expression immediately changed.

"It's Miss Lin from General Lin's mansion, Master Zu, my legs don't matter, but my granddaughter should run to Jinling City recklessly, it doesn't matter what I do, old man, but my granddaughter can't have an accident!"

But at this moment, Lin Mo patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, he won't have an accident, he will have an accident, and everyone in Jinling City will be buried with him!"

When Wang Qingying heard this, his whole body trembled, he glanced at the killing god, and suddenly found that Situ Ying's expression was as usual, and he even agreed with Lin Mo's words.

It seems that as long as the master says a word and asks him to slaughter Jinling, he will do it.

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