"You are a disciple of Nanyuan" The words of Palace Master Ling made Mo Zhiyao's expression suddenly change drastically, and the skin all over his body suddenly became tense at this moment.
You know, since entering the West Abyss, Mo Zhiyao has never mentioned his origins to anyone, except for talking to ancient powerful men such as Elder Feng Guang and Long Ao.
In front of him, the Master of the Palace of Killing actually guessed her origin through this hidden ring.
Who is she?
"Are you a disciple of Nanyuan?"
Just when Mo Zhiyao was in shock, the master of Palace Killing stepped forward, and the fluctuations of spiritual power around him made Mo Zhiyao feel suffocated.
It can be seen that the latter's mood at this moment is obviously not calm.
The whole square was in dead silence.
Everyone even held their breath and did not dare to make a sound.
Above the stands, the girl's face was filled with surprise.
Why is the palace master's mood so abnormal today?
Suppressing the shock in his heart, Mo Zhiyao looked at Palace Master Ling in front of him, pondered for a moment, and then nodded.
But the palm holding the jade medal tightened without any trace.
If the Master of Killing Palace can guess his identity by relying on this ring, he must have an unusual relationship with Nanyuan.
After all, this ring is Yu Yao's personal belongings and cannot be known to outsiders.
However, Mo Zhiyao, who was always cautious, would not be careless because of this.
He was not sure whether the relationship between the Master of Killing Palace and Nanyuan was good or evil.
"You are indeed a descendant of Nanyuan."
After receiving Mo Zhiyao's reply, the aura fluctuations on Palace Master Luling's body became more intense, and her towering hair was undulating slightly at this moment.
"Then, let me ask you about someone.
I wonder if you have heard of him."
After a while, the aura fluctuations on Palace Master Ling's body calmed down a little, and then he looked at Mo Zhiyao and asked.
At this moment, there was actually a nervous look in her eyes.
Mo Zhiyao stood up slowly with his palms on the ground, took a step back, and then asked in a hoarse voice: "Who does the palace master want to inquire about?
Let's see."
Palace Master Luling didn't pay attention to Mo Zhiyao's vigilant movements and eyes.
After taking a deep breath, he asked with a slightly trembling voice: "She is also a disciple of Nanyuan, her name is Yu Yao.
I don’t know, have you heard of her?”
"Yu Yao" Mo Zhiyao's expression suddenly froze when he heard this, and then a thought flashed across his mind like lightning, causing his body to tremble uncontrollably.
Mo Zhiyao stared at the Palace Master Ling Ling opposite him, with unconcealable excitement in his eyes.
Looking at the latter's only exposed pair of beautiful eyes, Mo Zhiyao felt that his breathing almost stopped.
Because those beautiful eyes made him feel familiar.
Mo Zhiyao had noticed this feeling when he first met Palace Master Ling Ling.
However, he didn't think much about it at that time, thinking it was just his illusion.
Because the Master of the Killing Palace has been famous in the Western Region of the Fog Demon Sea for decades.
Mo Zhiyao has only been in the industry for more than two years, so there will definitely be no intersection between the two.
However, at this moment, Palace Master Ling Ling's question made Mo Zhiyao suddenly have an idea in his heart that even he himself could not believe, and also made him understand why he felt a sense of familiarity from the former. .
Moreover, recalling what Xuan Yu once said, Mo Zhiyao became even more convinced of his conjecture. .
This generation of palace masters only took charge of the Slaughter Lingtian Palace decades ago.
The Huling Tiangong Palace was originally called Tiansheng Palace, but after this generation of palace masters succeeded to the throne, for unknown reasons, it was changed to its current name. .
"You, you" Mo Zhiyao raised his arm and pointed at Palace Master Hu Ling opposite him.
His mouth moved, but he was speechless for a moment because of his excitement.
"Bold" Upon seeing this, the elders of the Killing Tiangong sect who were standing on the main stand roared and swooped down one after another.
What is the identity of Palace Master Ling?
She is the undisputed empress of the entire Western Region of the Fog Demon Sea.
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She holds the power of life and death for countless people in her hands.
Mo Zhiyao actually dared to point with his hand.
That was a serious crime.
When Nan Yamang from behind saw this, a hint of joy appeared in his eyes.
Although I don't know why the master of the Ling Palace rescued Mo Zhiyao before, at this moment, the latter who obviously committed a taboo will inevitably die.
But the faces of Xuan Yu and others standing on the seats turned pale.
Dare to point his finger at Palace Master Ling, no one in the entire Western Region of the Fog Demon Sea dares to do so.
However, the next scene made the powerful people in the audience stunned.
"Get out of here" With a sweet cry, the master of the Ling Palace waved his jade arm, and suddenly a huge spiritual force rushed out like a thunderous giant, hitting the elders hard, and the latter and others turned pale. , a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the figure was shot back directly.
"Whoever dares to attack him again, I will destroy his entire clan."
The master of the Palace of Killing had evil eyes and glared at the people around him.
The undisguised murderous intent in his eyes made everyone feel worried.
A hard slap.
"yes" The elders were all silent, and quickly knelt down and kowtowed, their bodies trembling in response.
At the same time, they also glanced at Mo Zhiyao secretly, complaining in their hearts but also quite confused.
Who is this boy that can make the palace master pay such attention to him?
"You haven't answered my question yet, do you know Yu Yao?"
After driving away those elders with one blow, Palace Master Hu Ling's eyes fell on Mo Zhiyao again, and he asked in a low voice.
Then, Mo Zhiyao did not answer her question, but uttered two words from his mouth.
"Ling Lu..."
Those two words, plain and simple, fell into the ears of Palace Master Ling, but they made her delicate body tremble, as if she had been struck by thunder.
"boom" The astonishing fluctuations of spiritual energy turned into tornadoes and penetrated the heaven and earth.
The people around him were swept away by this wave of air, and all of them immediately fell on their backs.
Amidst the spiritual storm, there was calm, which prevented Mo Zhiyao from ending up like the others.
Looking at the spiritual storm swirling crazily around him, Mo Zhiyao couldn't help but feel his scalp tingle.
To put it bluntly, he is now seriously injured and in a sluggish state.
Even in his prime, he cannot withstand the crushing momentum of the Lord of Killing Palace.
A white jade hand seemed to have penetrated the void.
Mo Zhiyao didn't even have a chance to resist, but fell on his chest.
The cold temperature caused a layer of fine pimples to instantly appear on De Mo Zhiyao's skin, making his whole body stiff.
"Who on earth are you and how did you know this name?"
Palace Master Hu Ling's beautiful eyes had a cold murderous intent as sharp as a blade.
He looked at Mo Zhiyao and asked in a cold voice, almost every word. .
Looking at the murderous Palace Master in front of him, Mo Zhiyao forced himself to calm down.
Although the white jade hand like the sickle of death is pressed against his chest, as long as he exerts a slight force, he will immediately disappear.
But Mo Zhiyao did not panic.
Instead, he grinned and showed a smile.
"My master's name is Yu Yao.
My master's name is Yu Feng.
My master's sister's name is Yu Tong."
Mo Zhiyao looked directly at the Master of Killing Palace, and what he said made the latter's delicate body paralyzed.
Trembling under control.
"Feng Lang...
Yao'er...
Tong'er..."
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Palace Master Huling took several steps back, her delicate body trembling more and more violently, like a tree branch swaying in the wind.
Mo Zhiyao didn't say anything, looking at the lost Palace Master Ling Ling across from him, he knew that the latter also needed some time to digest his identity.
With Palace Master Ling Ling's character and cultivation in such a state, it can be seen that what Mo Zhiyao said had a huge impact on her.
After a moment, the focus returned to the beautiful eyes of Palace Master Ling.
Then, her eyes fell on Mo Zhiyao again.
However, the look in his eyes was still quite restless, but the killing intent in it had completely dissipated.
"My child, you, you are really Yao'er's apprentice" Mo Zhiyao pondered for a moment, then moved his hands, and a piece of silver armor appeared in his palm.
"This silver wave armor was given by Master.
Master said that this is her personal belongings."
Mo Zhiyao looked at Palace Master Ling Ling and said.
This is the last thing he can produce to prove his identity.
"Shua" The master of Ling Palace raised his jade hand lightly, and a force of suction suddenly came out, taking the silver wave armor in Mo Zhiyao's hand in front of him, and gently caressed it with his trembling palm, as if he was caressing a rare treasure.
Generally, there is a wave of light appearing in the beautiful eyes.
"That's right, this is Yin Bo Jia.
It's what I left to Feng Lang back then.
It can't be wrong, it can't be wrong..."
Palace Master Hu Ling's voice became choked and he murmured softly.
Raising his head, Palace Master Ling Ling's gaze towards Mo Zhiyao had become extremely soft, and all the previous sharpness and coldness had disappeared.
"My child, I couldn't help myself just now."
Palace Master Hu Ling looked at Mo Zhiyao and said softly.
Naturally, she was referring to the act of killing Mo Zhiyao just now.
"Palace Master" Mo Zhiyao waved his hands quickly after hearing this, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Palace Master Hu Ling.
"You are Yao'er's apprentice, so just call me Master.
Palace Master or something like that is too cute."
"Yes, Master."
Mo Zhiyao was slightly stunned for a moment, then quickly changed his words.
At the same time, he was relieved in his heart, knowing that Ling Long finally believed in his identity.
"Child, how did you enter the Xiyuan Fog Demon Sea and become the elder of the Xicheng family?"
Ling Lu looked at Mo Zhiyao and asked with some confusion.
"Sir, it's like this."
Mo Zhiyao raised his head, and as soon as he said something, he grinned.
The fierce battle with Nan Yamang and his son had left him seriously injured, and he could no longer hold on at this moment
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