Siyu looked for the weak voice, and in a corner on the right, he saw the target of his trip - the old madman.

The red robe on the old madman's body had been broken into several pieces, hanging lazily on the madman's body, revealing his withered body. Beside him, there was a gloomy human skeleton, and the human skeleton was also covered with a

A faded gauze dress.

"Senior, how are you?" Siyu suppressed the anger in his heart slightly, turned around and asked the madman with concern.

"Ahem..." The old madman sat there dejectedly, coughed up a drop of blood and said, "Leave me alone, get out of here quickly."

"Ouch... you two ignorant humans have entered my 'Ten Steps to Destroy Soul Realm'. Even if the Immortal Emperor and Demon King come here, they will peel off the layers of skin. You two little bugs, do you still want to leave alive?

...Ouch!" The huge body of the dragon-headed sphinx hovered in the air, speaking human words with a voice as loud as a bell.

"Old senior, it is..." Siyu gritted his teeth, still thinking about everything he had just heard in the illusion.

"It is the ancient divine beast - Mo Qilin, ahem...it is also a traitor in the Qilin family."

"Ouch!" When Mo Qilin heard the old madman's words in the air, he opened his mouth wide and let out an angry roar. Siyu quickly blocked his ears, and the sound made Siyu's head roar.

"Ignorant human beings, I am the king of Qilin, I am the king, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

The old madman seemed to have touched the inverse scales of Mo Qilin. The Mo Qilin kept tumbling in the air, and a huge roar came from its mouth. The whole cave suddenly shook, and the fire pool below seemed to feel the Qilin's anger.

With the roar of Mo Qilin, it boiled and continuously erupted with hot red lava flows.

The old madman used his sharp eyes to stare at the Mo Qilin in the sky without giving up, and hummed: "Hmph! Ahem... According to legend, two thousand years ago, a mutant Qilin was born in the Qilin clan, with a black body.

Gu named him Mo Qilin. This Mo Qilin was born with the aura of a king, and it quickly rose to prominence in the Qilin family. Its cultivation level continued to rise, and it only took a short eight hundred years for it to reach its peak.

He became a strong man of the Qilin lineage. He was awarded the highest honor by the head of the Qilin clan at that time, and was regarded as the future hope of the rise of the Qilin family... Ahem!"

"But no one knows that just a thousand years ago, when the leader of the Qilin clan was about to inherit the throne to it, the Mo Qilin suddenly announced to the world that he would rebel against the Qilin clan, vowed to become a demon, and fight with the monsters in the world.

The beasts were at odds with each other, which set off a melee between the monsters... and because of this, the Mo Qilin was chased and killed by the army of monsters headed by the Dragon and Qilin lineages, and the decisive battle with the spirit world in the third space

The 'Sea of ​​Redress', that battle was so earth-shattering that even gods and men far away in the spiritual world of the second space were attracted by the powerful fluctuations of spiritual power."

"Ahem... But that Mo Qilin deserves to be a peerless strongman that the Qilin family will never encounter in ten thousand years. Even under the siege of so many masters, he can still fight his way out of the siege with serious injuries and enter the depths of the 'Sea of ​​Injustice'

.Ahem... The 'Sea of ​​Redress of Injustice' is a dangerous place in the earth and spirit world. The deeper you go, the greater the danger. Mo Qilin was seriously injured at that time, so everyone stopped chasing it, thinking that it went deep into the 'Sea of ​​Redress of Injustice'.

After that, there must be no return. At that time, the Qilin clan missed his old love, so their clan leader and all the members of the Qilin clan knelt down by the "Sea of ​​Injustice" and waited for it for three years.

. They hoped that Mo Qilin would be able to endure endless hardships and turn around, but three years later, Mo Qilin still did not appear. As a last resort, the leader of the Qilin clan could only announce that Mo Qilin was dead. For this reason, the sensational Mo Qilin incident began.

Gradually it calmed down."

"Not long after Mo Qilin's death was announced, the old patriarch of the Qilin family passed away due to excessive grief. Since then, the popular Qilin family fell completely to the bottom due to the simultaneous fall of two masters, and was unable to recover.

The three-legged army of mythical beasts in the past is now divided up by the Dragon Clan and the Tianpeng Clan. The Qilin Clan no longer has the aura of kings it once was. It is ruthlessly suppressed by the Dragon Clan and the Peng Clan and will never be able to raise its head.

...Ahem, it’s just that I didn’t expect that today, a thousand years later, I would still be lucky enough to see the former Qilin King and the traitor of the Qilin family—Mo Qilin.”

…

The cave fell into silence for a moment. After the old madman finished speaking, he coughed up a pool of blood, as if he had just suffered serious internal injuries.

Siyu, on the other hand, has been staring at the Mo Qilin in mid-air.

Listening to the old madman's words, the Mo Qilin seemed to be lost in thought, the light in his two giant copper bell eyes kept flickering, showing a strong struggle for a while, and a slightly sad trance for the next.

Siyu noticed that this Mo Qilin was burning with a layer of flames. Looking through the flames, its body was actually pitch black, like a piece of black warm jade, with pieces of dark scales emanating from it.

With a faint halo, he looks handsome and majestic.

Looking at this Mo Qilin, Siyu suddenly had a lot of questions in his mind. He just heard the old madman say that all the changes started a thousand years ago. This number sounded too sensitive to Siyu. He couldn't help but

Let Siyu imagine whether this Mo Qilin is also related to that person. If so, then things will become a lot more interesting.

Mo Qilin, who was deep in thought, suddenly glared angrily at the dying old madman beside the corner with his big copper eyes, and asked loudly: "Humble human being, how can you know so much about that scene a thousand years ago?"

Clear? Who are you?"

"Haha... cough, if I tell you... I heard all that... I heard it, would you believe it or not." The old madman coughed violently.

Mo Qilin rolled his eyes and shouted in a deep voice: "Old man, where are you from? Are you from the earthly spirit world?"

The old madman shook his head and replied: "I am from the heavenly realm."

Hearing the old madman's answer, Mo Qilin felt relieved a little. Suddenly, Mo Qilin showed a ferocious light again. Feeling Mo Qilin's sudden increase in momentum, Siyu's Dantian began to move.

"Ouch, now that you know my identity, don't even think about walking out alive. Ouch~" Mo Qilin opened his mouth wide, and a burning fireball swooped towards the old madman.

Siyu had been preparing for a long time, but when Mo Qilin spit out the fireball, he had already flashed in front of the old madman.

"Boy, please leave me alone and get out of here quickly. It's a mythical beast."

Siyu ignored the old madman's words, pulled out the sword behind him and slashed at the flying fireball with all his strength.

"Bang..." After a brief touch, Mo Qilin's fireball was split in half by Siyu's knife, fell into the rolling magma, and disappeared.

"Boy, I really can't understand you. How can you control such a cruel weapon when you obviously only have the skills of the early stage of Bigu? Also, you were able to wake up from my 'Ten Steps of Soul-Destroying Realm' just now because of your body.

Those artifacts you have are helping me! ... You are young, have a low level of cultivation, but possess so many artifacts. Who are you?" Mo Qilin squinted his eyes and looked at Siyu up and down in confusion.

Siyu was stunned for a moment, and murmured to himself: "Early stage of Bigu? Hasn't it already reached the Mahayana stage?"

Hearing Siyu's soliloquy, Mo Qilin was startled for a moment, and then burst out laughing: "Wow, hahahaha, you said you have reached the Mahayana stage? Hahaha, you are laughing so hard. If you can reach the Mahayana stage,

Then I am a holy beast, hahahaha..."

Siyu looked back at the old madman and found that he was also shaking his head helplessly. Siyu's eyes widened in surprise for a moment, a string of cold sweat hung on his forehead, and he thought to himself: "Has my cultivation level regressed again?"

Siyu, who was anxious, quickly probed his spiritual consciousness into his Dantian. After a moment, Siyu opened his eyes again with a smile on his face.

Looking at the Mo Qilin in front of him, Siyu regained his previous arrogance and said loudly to it: "Hey, you said I only have the early stage of Bigu, do you dare to let me punch it?"

Mo Qilin looked at Siyu with a look that looked like a fool, and then laughed louder: "Wahahaha, you...want to hit me...wahahaha."

"Then do you dare?"

"Wahahaha,... let alone a punch, I can cut you with a knife, hahahaha!" Mo Qilin's eyes widened with a smile, and he grinned at Siyu in an exaggerated way.

"Okay, you must keep your word!"

"Of course, of course, come on, come on, come and scratch my itch!"

Mo Qilin may have been lonely for a long time. Faced with this young boy who suddenly appeared, he was of course happy to play a game of cat and mouse with him. No matter how abnormal the artifact in Siyu's hand was, his cultivation in the early stage of Bigu

It is impossible to cause any harm to yourself.

But it will never know that the little boy in front of him is actually best at pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

I saw Siyu showing a faint smile and slowly raising the sword in his hand...
Chapter completed!