"Don't persuade me, Sacred Heart Sect can have today's status, he has made great contributions to the family, and he must not just die without knowing it." Wen Longyuan said irrefutablely before they could persuade them.
As soon as he finished speaking, he spat out a mouthful of blood, but he didn't hesitate, and continued to make fingerprints one after another.
There is another sentence that he kept silent in his heart: Teng Hongtu is not only the great elder of Zhan Xinzong, but also his own father. As a son of man, how could he let his father die so unclearly?
The Second Elder and the Third Elder sighed secretly, and followed suit with the same handprint.
It is true that Teng Hongtu has made countless contributions to Zhanxinzong, and even many sects surrendered to Zhanxinzong because of him. If they are indifferent to his death, not to mention outsiders, I am afraid that the disciples in the sect will be chilled. If people's hearts are scattered, it will be difficult to lead this team.
The Fourth Elder was still a little hesitant at first, but seeing that the Sovereign and the other two elders had already started to make fingerprints, they could only follow suit.
However, this soul-fixing technique requires too much cultivation. Even if the four of them join hands, it is still difficult. Soon, the complexions of several people turned pale, and beads of sweat rolled down their cheeks. fall.
The elders knew that once this ancient thaumaturgy failed, they would suffer a backlash. At least, their meridians would rupture and their spiritual sense would be seriously injured, and at worst, their lives would be lost. So they thought of giving up, but when they looked up at Wen Longyuan, they saw He gritted his teeth, and even thin blood oozes from the gap between his teeth, but his eyes are resolute and resolute, and he clearly has no intention of giving up.
In desperation, they could only persevere desperately.
Finally, as the runes flickered, streaks of black energy gathered and distorted, forming an illusory figure. With a face like a silver moon, a beautiful nose and cherry lips, and picturesque eyebrows, she is actually a stunning young girl in her prime.
"Pfft!" Wen Longyuan and several elders couldn't hold on any longer, and at the same time spurted a mouthful of blood, stopped their handprints, and the beautiful figure disappeared.
Fortunately, it was finally a success. Several people were secretly thankful, and quickly took out the healing elixir and took it.
"Who is this person? Isn't it Elder Teng's remnant soul that has been retrieved by this technique of fixing the soul?" After a long rest, the second elder finally regained his breath and asked suspiciously.
After expending so much effort and taking so many dangers, trying to retrieve Teng Hongtu's remnant soul and find out the truth of his death, who would have thought that the one who appeared in front of him was a delicate and beautiful girl, and so did the other two elders. Confused.
"She was the last person Elder Teng saw before his death." Wen Longyuan said.
"Could it be that Elder Teng died at her hands? How is this possible?" The third elder thought for a while, and then realized that Teng Hongtu must have had too much resentment and resentment when he died, so they joined hands to perform the art of fixing the soul , What was retrieved was not his remnant soul, but the most unforgettable memory before his death.
However, Elder Teng is a powerhouse of the seventh rank of Emperor Saint, how could he possibly die in the hands of such a little girl?
"Elder Teng may not have died at the hands of her, but he must have something to do with her, or it was because of her that Elder Teng was killed, so when he was dying, he hated her to the bone." The elder guessed said.
Looking at the girl's face, she was only in her teens or twenties at most, no matter how strong she could be, he didn't believe that Teng Hongtu would die in her hands. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com