The strong human being who carried him changed his color in shock: You... you are not..."

This child is long dead!

But he has been unwilling to accept the fact that the young master is dead, and does not want to admit that his mission has failed.

He carried the young master on his back and fled from the Holy Mountain. He fled all the way to the ancient city of Bianhuang. He was attacked by the Burial Clan and fought fiercely for three days and three nights. He had no time to think and refused to think that the young master was dead!

But whether he admits it or not, he knows that the young master is dead and the young master's resurrection means everything that he cannot accept!

Not only was his mission a joke, the deaths of his brothers and hers were meaningless, because they were all fools who desperately protected a scoundrel with the blood of the Burial Clan!

He stayed for a moment before accepting the fact. He tried to untie the child from his back, but it was too late!

The child's Burial Clan bloodline was awakened by the bat that fell from the Styx!

He was bitten on the back of the neck, and the sharp teeth easily broke through his defenses. Click, click, and when the bones of his cervical vertebra were bitten off, he felt no pain, only endless hatred!

He hates it!

I hate those high-level officials of the Holy Mountain who colluded with the Burial Clan. If there weren’t those internal thieves, how could they have attracted outsiders like the Burial Clan to destroy the Holy Mountain and the ancient city on the border!

He heard people from the ancient city of Bianhuang ask: "Monster, who...are you?"

The child chewed on the bloody bones and didn't answer. Facing him who was still breathing, he mocked and said: "...the Burial Clan's goal has always been to destroy the Evil Suppression Tower. The idiots on the Holy Mountain are really easy to deceive.

All the people were recalled to guard the Holy Mountain and were all captured in one fell swoop. Now no one can stop our clan from destroying the Evil Suppression Tower."

At that time, he hated it, but he couldn't do anything. There was a strange force eroding his body where he was bitten by the child, making him unable to resist.

"It's ridiculous that a mere evil-suppressing tower wants to stop my Burial Clan army!"

The child screamed in a sharp and piercing voice, and his small hands covered in blood directly broke his half-gnawed neck.

Bang!

When the strong human being whose neck was broken was about to die, a tyrannical aura burst out from his body and exploded with a bang.

The violent air flow rushed around in an instant. Both the enemy and ourselves in front of the Evil Suppressing Tower were attacked indiscriminately, especially those in the center of the explosion wave, which were all blown into bloody scum.

I don't know if it was the explosion wave or the blood and debris, but the Evil Suppression Tower suddenly opened automatically!

Inside the tower, a stone path extends to the depths of the Forest of Steles, and it is very quiet. Those people who were blown to pieces one second, all appeared in the Evil Suppression Tower the next second.

But at this time, something even weirder happened!

The black-robed Burial Clan, including the child, were also drawn into the Evil Suppression Tower. Before they had time to react, they were all killed by the invisible force in the tower. They were both physically and mentally destroyed on the spot.

Outside the tower, the rest of the human race was intact, but they could not take a step beyond the tower gate.

The black-robed men of the Burial Clan in the periphery went crazy when they saw the child disappearing. They charged at the Evil Suppression Tower without fear of death and roared like crazy, resounding throughout the whole world.

The evil-suppressing tower that was attacked suddenly shone brightly, like the blazing sun.

The burst of brilliance from the tower instantly submerged the oncoming black Styx, and the surging energy turned into great evils all over the sky. Candle dragons, demon phoenixes, Qiongqi and other evils roared out, and the storm surged towards the black-robed burial clan.

This scene is shocking, and it also makes Yin Dong panic. That child should be very important to the Burial Clan. So, Xiaobao, who has the blood of the Burial Clan, is still a natural Taoist. If the Burial Clan finds out

, will you let Xiaobao go?

The answer is no!

Yin Dong's heart sank, sinking into the abyss.

The illusion ends here!

Yin Dong remained silent, his expression so ugly that he could squeeze out the black juice.

We need to find Qiu Zhongwen and Qiu Ying as soon as possible, and let their father and daughter, together with Xiaobao, stay in his whirlpool world. Maybe it will be safer... right?

Suddenly, a panic surged in Yin Dong's heart and spread rapidly!

On the dark stone tablet that Yin Dong pressed with his palm, brilliance shone, the tablet body vibrated, and a human-shaped light and shadow gradually appeared, the outline of which was somewhat similar to his own.

"It's done..."

The old man on the side of the stone tablet said, his tone was a little sad, and he looked at Yin Dong with extremely complicated eyes, "When you came here last time, you said that your father-in-law accidentally obtained a broken cauldron of the Burial Clan and practiced the Burial Clan Kung Fu.

, can it be solved?"

As he spoke, his eyes flashed, and suddenly, an extremely fierce murderous intention emerged, rolling towards him and penetrating into his mind.

Yin Dong was not affected and said calmly: "He is missing, my wife is also missing, and I want to go to all the worlds to find them. I will never let them be controlled by the blood curse of the Burial Clan."

"All heavens and worlds?" the old man murmured, his eyes strange.

The fierce aura on his body dissipated and his aura became peaceful.

However, he still shook his head and said calmly: "If you can practice the Burial Clan's skills, you must have the blood of the Burial Clan. In the strict hierarchy of the Burial Clan, you will definitely be controlled by the blood curse. If you want to break the control of the blood curse, you can't even think about it.

Don’t even think about it!”

"It all depends on man-made things. There must be a way! Isn't it said that the human race is a unique ethnic group? My son is still born with a Taoist body. Is there anyone with a higher bloodline than him in the Burial Clan's bloodline..."

After saying these words, Yin Dong was doing more psychological construction for himself.

Later, Yin Dong was convinced by himself, and his gloomy eyes lit up.

Yes, the Burial Clan is extremely strict. In other words, if Xiaobao is of the highest level of the Burial Clan bloodline, then he is controlling others, right?

Even if there are bloodlines of the Burial Clan with a higher level than Xiaobao's, there must not be many, right?

Then, he might as well take the wrong approach and kill a few people whose bloodline level is higher than Xiaobao's, so that he won't be afraid that the Burial Clan's blood curse will control Xiaobao. As long as Xiaobao is fine, it means that both Qiuying and her daughter are out of danger!

This idea is really tempting, and the possibility is great!

Yin Dong's heart was pounding.

He expressed his inner thoughts without reservation and asked the old man: "Do you think what I think is right?"

The old man on the side of the stone monument stared at him, but seemed to be looking through him at the Qiu family father and daughter who were unknown somewhere, and said in a serious tone: "Those who are not of my race must have different minds, and we must kill them all."

Absolutely..."

The old man's voice was filled with endless hatred. However, Yin Dong knew that the old man had a stubborn obsession. His hatred for the Burial Clan was imprinted in his soul during his lifetime, and he still persisted in it after his death. He wanted to give up his hatred and help a buried clan.

It is unlikely that people of this clan's bloodline will do so.

However, no matter how small the possibility is, Yin Dong still hopes to gain the old man's understanding.
Chapter completed!