"Your Excellency Archon, according to this person's star map, we have to sail for at least two months to reach that continent."
The person who answered at this time was actually the red-haired old man who had been tricked by Zhou Yang.
The second child, Red Beard, and the third child, Shorty, are also on board.
"Well, it's useless. Let's destroy it." The green-faced middle-aged man said solemnly.
"Yes, Your Excellency." The red-haired old man bowed in response, then sneered and looked at the little green man in his hand.
"Sir, my lord, I'm still useful, I'm still useful!" The soul screamed in horror.
This soul is very vague and extremely weak. It seems that it has been tortured quite a lot.
Judging from the appearance of the soul, it was clearly the Martial God Lord whose body was destroyed by Zhou Yang.
"Oh? Could it be that I didn't search the soul thoroughly!" The red-haired old man raised his eyebrows.
"No, it's not!" Lord Wu Ling shivered in fear and waved his hands repeatedly.
"Three breaths." The red-haired old man held out three fingers.
"The ruins of the Tongtian Holy Sect!" Wuling Shenjun said six words quickly, for fear that it would take three breaths.
The red-haired old man was stunned and said fiercely: "Why is there no memory of this matter in your soul?"
"My lord, please forgive me, my lord, please forgive me!" Wu Ling was so frightened that his whole body trembled and he begged bitterly.
"Speak quickly!" the red-haired old man scolded sternly.
"Alas, this is a secret technique passed down from the family. It can spread certain information on the altar in a secret technique to avoid searching for souls." Wu Ling sighed.
"Hmph, go on." The red-haired old man snorted coldly.
"As for the ruins of the Tongtian Holy Sect, I found it by chance and wanted to go and check it out. But because of the powerful power of the Celestial Clan, I didn't dare to go there rashly."
"That is an ancient sect, and it must have the mantle of a strong person in the realm of controlling gods. It does not even exclude the inheritance of the ultimate realm of gods."
"Although I have told you this, no matter how you search for the soul, you will not get the detailed information. If you swear a blood oath and promise not to kill me, I will reveal the location of the ruins."
The inheritance of the Great God Realm or even the Heavenly God Realm is definitely a great temptation. Needless to say, even the red-haired old man at the peak of the False God will be tempted by it.
But Lord Wu Ling Shen was not stupid. If he told everything, he would die in the end, so he asked the red-haired old man to swear a blood oath so that he could tell the exact location.
"Bold, you have no right to bargain!" The red-haired old man was furious and pointed at Wu Ling's soul.
"Ah..." The little green man screamed miserably.
"That's enough!" The green-faced middle-aged man waved his hand, and the red-haired old man stopped torturing Wu Ling.
The green-faced middle-aged man thought for a moment and said calmly to the red-haired man: "Do as he says."
"Archon, a chest-piercing evil cultivator has appeared!" At this moment, the captain of the main ship came to report.
The green-faced middle-aged man released his consciousness from the ship, then smiled cruelly, waved his hand and said, "Kill it!"
"Well, Archon, such evil cultivators only need a few seventh-grade divine stones to get rid of them. Why should we waste higher-level divine stones!" the captain suggested respectfully.
As long as some seventh-grade divine stones are scattered, the evil cultivator of Guanxiong will absorb them on his own and will never pursue them again.
"I get upset when I see these fish. Stop talking nonsense and blast me!" the green-faced middle-aged man said impatiently.
"Yes!" The captain had no choice but to take the order and leave.
A moment later, there was an earth-shaking loud noise in the starry sky, and eight colors of brilliance merged into one.
In the ruins of the Tongtian Holy Sect, with strange patterns squirming, the stone door changed from a single leaf to a double leaf, and then slowly opened, and a bone-chilling cold air hit the face.
Zhou Yang and Mu Han both shivered in excitement and couldn't help but stare at the door with their eyes wide open.
It was still pitch black, completely invisible to the naked eye.
The two of them tried their best to use their spiritual consciousness to explore, and then they could clearly see the scene inside the door.
In a hall paved with bluestone, there are actually two giants like iron towers standing.
However, both giants have broken bodies, but they are much better than the puppets in the passage outside. At least their bodies are complete.
"A complete god-level puppet!" Zhou Yang was overjoyed and took a step forward.
"Brother Zhou, be careful!" Mu Han behind him screamed.
"Hoo!" One of the puppets punched instantly, and its huge fist hit Zhou Yang who rushed in.
Zhou Yang's mind, overwhelmed by the joy, cooled down in an instant, and he retreated out of the hall.
"What!" The next moment, Zhou Yang's expression changed drastically.
The puppet's arm actually extended dozens of feet. Even though Zhou Yang tried his best to sweep back, he was still hit by the end of the arm.
Zhou Yang bowed down in pain. It seemed that several of his ribs were broken.
With his body comparable to a divine treasure, he could not withstand this blow, which shows how powerful this god-level puppet is.
After reluctantly taking the sixth-grade Blood Flower Pill, he straightened up.
"Are you okay?" Mu Han supported him and asked concernedly.
"It's just a minor injury, it's okay." Zhou Yang gritted his teeth and waved his hand.
"It seems that this puppet can only use one arm and cannot move anywhere else." Chi Lingzi said in a message.
"Well, the other end shouldn't be able to move either, otherwise this junior will have to be killed." Zhou Yang said with lingering fear.
"It seems we have to use blood essence." Chi Lingzi shook his head.
"Still, I still need to use it!" Zhou Yang couldn't help but screamed.
"For what?" Mu Han looked at him doubtfully.
"Essence and blood." Zhou Yang said weakly.
"Are you using it on a puppet?" Mu Han asked with a frown.
"Probably not." Zhou Yang shook his head and once again focused his consciousness to explore the hall.
"Behind the puppet, there is a stone platform!" After a moment, Zhou Yang suddenly said, the blood in his body had a tendency to boil.
"What's on the stone platform?" The spiritual consciousness was suppressed so much that Mu Han couldn't detect the puppet's back.
"There are two crystal balls, and there seems to be blood in the balls!" Zhou Yang's eyes widened.
The strong aura of the Heavenly Clan's bloodline came from the two crystal balls.
"Blood, could it be the essence and blood of the most powerful person in our clan?" Mu Han's beautiful eyes sparkled.
"Those two puppets were seriously injured. Otherwise, they would have been able to distinguish the power of your blood. Next, you only need to condense a drop of blood essence on your fingertips." Chi Lingzi said.
"Oh." Zhou Yang nodded and did as he was told.
Zhou Yang stretched out his fingers and led Mu Han slowly towards the stone door.
"Quickly retreat!" The next moment, Zhou Yang suddenly shouted.
The long arm of the puppet struck out again, and the target was not Zhou Yang, but Mu Han.
Fortunately, Mu Han had not yet entered the stone gate and was on guard, so he avoided the attack while retreating.
Mu Han smiled bitterly and had no choice but to condense a drop of blood and move forward slowly.
The puppet that had retracted its arm did not make another move and stood still.
After the two people completely entered, the stone door merged into one again and slowly closed.
Zhou Yang walked closer and discovered that only half of the puppet's other arm was left, which was obviously useless.
