What the Nighthawk said made Mo Wen think of what the old guy said in the training tower.

It is true that the dark sect started a series of activities against Huaxia several decades ago. Before the old guy fell into deep sleep, he left some messages, which shocked Mo Wen as well.

Yanglin is a fake. It has always been a headache for Mo Wen. However, Mo Wen, the old master in the training tower, is the only one who can save them. Many of the great figures in China are puppets under the control of the dark sect.

This information, at this moment, Mo Wen became convinced, because he did see how terrible and powerful the puppets of the dark sect were.

As the old man of the training tower said, this is just the tip of the iceberg, and there are many things you can't imagine.

"Elder Shi, the ghost gate is poor now. I don't know what you need to borrow from me? But anyway, I'm also very curious that the ten elders of the dark sect have asked for such a sect that has been hidden in the dark for a hundred years Ning Kun said with a sneer, with a strong sense of irony in his words.

"Head of ningkun hall, this is not true. The dark sect is a whole. All sects are determined to fight against those so-called righteous people. As a member of the dark sect, Guimen should also contribute to the dark sect!"

"Elder Shi, don't say what you say is better than what you sing. Guimen doesn't belong to any field, and it's not one of the sects of the dark sect. If you have words, you can fart, and you can borrow them. If you don't agree with Guimen today, I'm afraid that elder Shi will take your medicine puppets and force them into the Guimen temple?" Qi Ping coldly gave elder Shi a slap in the face, and didn't give him any face.

"So it's not negotiable?" The stone elder of the dark sect's face sank, and his murderous spirit showed in an instant.

"So what?" Ning Kun hummed coldly.

The elder in the black cloak paced back and forth and said slowly: "ha ha, we don't have to fight each other in the dark sect. Once we have a fight, the happiest ones are those who think they are just. Why don't the ghost sect take out the holy things in your sect and let us have a good time?"

"You dream, why do we give you the most sacred things of the ghost gate?" Qi Ping's eyes were angry and she scolded coldly.

"Head of Qi hall, do you know why the ghost gate was sealed? Over the years, all the major sects have been looking for the whereabouts of the ghost sect. Not only the people of the dark sect are looking for you, but also the ancestors of all the major sects in the cultivation world are looking for the ghost sect disciples who have been missing for a hundred years. Now our dark sect wants to fight back. If we don't want your ghost sect disciples to make unnecessary sacrifices, we should take out the holy things of the ghost sect as soon as possible. " The stone elder's eyes looked directly at Qi Ping as he spoke, and there were two cold awns in his pupils.

The two groups of disciples immediately drew their swords and crossbows, and the atmosphere was dignified to the extreme.

"Even if we die in battle, we will not hand over the holy things of our sect." Qi Ping said angrily.

"I'm a ghost disciple. I'm not afraid of a war, let alone a few medicine puppets under your command?" Holding a sharp sword, LAN Qingfeng stood up and said.

"Well, in that case, there's nothing to say." The stone long old cold voice says, is a wave sleeve, the front several motionless puppets seem to hear his order, in the twinkling of an eye peep out green strange light, open teeth and wave claws toward the ghost door people to rush.

Other people also control their own refining puppets and rush out to the disciples of the ghost gate.

Although these medicine puppets made by secret method have no intelligence, their strength, speed and firmness are far beyond our imagination. In particular, several puppets made by elder Shi sweep off a tree with thick thighs with a wave of their arms. If they sweep the body of a person, they will certainly make a person into meat sauce.

All kinds of techniques of Guimen disciples were immediately performed. LAN Qingfeng took a sword and cut it on a puppet's face, but only cut a shallow wound. Then the puppet clapped his hand on the sword, but it shocked LAN Qingfeng back a few steps.

The other six Temple heads also showed their magic power and various techniques, which made the puppets of medicine fall down.

But these puppets are just like an iron man. Even if they fall down, they will stand up again the next second. They are more and more fierce. They don't look tired at all. If they fight like this, the disciples of Guimen will die of fatigue if they are not killed by these puppets.

Mo Wen didn't move. He was staring at the scene in front of him, carefully examining the rigid movements of the puppets and the powerful attacks.

"These puppets can't be killed. Only those who control them can be killed." Qi Ping frowned, pinched a golden light formula, and beat the puppet flying.

Of course, everyone knows the secret of dealing with the drug puppets, but just facing these drug puppets who can't fight to death, they seem to have some difficulty. How can they kill these controllers?

The disciples of the ghost sect and the people of the dark sect are fighting. The seven heads of the hall are restrained by puppets. As for the other disciples, they haven't acted rashly. It's not that they are afraid of death, but that they don't let these disciples fight at all. It seems that they see something fishy. If these brothers help, they will surely die by themselves. They can't beat these puppets at all.

One is not careful. A puppet passes by the seven temple heads. A ghost disciple happens to be next to the puppet. He wants to stop the puppet's way. However, he is hit on his chest by the puppet's fist. Suddenly his chest is concave and the whole person flies out upside down.

"Ah... Hurt my ghost disciples, take your life." Seeing this, Ning Kun suddenly became angry. Several lights flashed, and the medicine puppet flew more than ten meters.

Even so, the puppet was still intact and could not be killed at all.

"Stand back At this time, Mo Wen picked up the ghost disciple who was wounded by the puppet, injected a spiritual power into the disciple's body, and then waved his hand. The seven temple heads seemed to be dragged behind Mo Wen by a very powerful force, which was completely beyond their imagination.

What surprised them most was that the power came from Mo Wen.

A young man in his twenties can actually lead the seven powerful Temple heads behind him with a wave of his hand. It's conceivable that his cultivation has reached what appalling level?

"Who are you?" Elder Shi saw a young man stand up, frowned and sneered, "the capital of the seven halls of the ghost gate is not my opponent. You, a young man in your twenties, don't come to die?"

"Ha ha, I didn't expect that the ghost gate didn't fall to this level? Let a young man come to the fore? Yes? Is the ghost gate empty? "

"In my opinion, the ghost gate has no real name. It's an invincible thing in the world. The head of the seventh hall retreats to let a young man fight. If he doesn't seek death himself, it's the ghost gate. It's true. Today's war, the ghost gate will no longer exist!"

"Brothers, it's a great achievement to wash the ghost door with blood and seize the holy things of the ghost door..."

"By you? It's not qualified... "When those people satirized Mo Wen for death, Mo Wen's words made the scene fall into a quiet moment.

Not qualified? This guy didn't take medicine, did he?

Elder Shi and his companions looked at each other and said with a sneer, "young man, I admire your courage. However, you should know that with your strength, if I want to kill you, I only need one move. I'd better not seek death by myself. Step back and let the seven headmen behind you come out to fight!"

Shi Changlao knew in his heart that the biggest trouble of the ghost gate was the seven temple heads. If he could not kill the seven old things, I'm afraid it would be almost impossible for him to enter the temple.

And don't ask this young man, he didn't care at all.

"Yes? I'm curious how the ten elders of the dark sect destroyed me with one move! " Mo Wen sneered scornfully. He didn't pay attention to the puppets and the people of the dark sect.

"Be careful, master. This medicine puppet is a corpse under control. Its body is extremely hard and powerful..."

"Master, let's go. How can you deal with these heresies?"

"Yes, how can you kill a chicken with an ox knife..." as soon as the head of several halls heard that Mo asked him to deal with the medicine puppet alone, he immediately became nervous.

"No!" With a wave of his hand, Mo Wen tried to move forward, but he was bounced back by a powerful force. The next moment, Mo Wen said, "this stone elder of the dark sect has aroused my curiosity. I really want to have a try. I feel like I've been killed in one move!"

Wow, this guy is not really crazy, is he?

The capital of the seventh hall is very afraid of these puppets, but this boy is so arrogant? Is he really not afraid of death?

"Young man, I admire you for your courage. Few of the young people today have such courage as you. Your physical quality is good. If you can become a spiritual puppet under my command, maybe you will become a great master in the cultivation field!" Speaking of this, elder Shi gave a little pause and looked at Mo Wen carefully. Just now, he heard very clearly that the capital of the seven halls called Mo Wen the master. That is to say, the young man standing in front of elder Shi was the new master of the ghost gate. Thinking of this, elder Shi walked forward two steps curiously, smiled, looked at Mo Wen and asked: "I'm also very curious, They... Just called you master... So you are the master of this ghost door? "

"You want to know?" Don't ask and smile.

"Well! Of course... The ghost gate is also a part of the dark sect. As a member of the dark sect, the new leader of the ghost gate is in the top position. Naturally, I want to congratulate you! " Elder Shi nodded and said.

"You? Not qualified... "Don't ask. The four words" not qualified "hurt elder Shi's heart like a sharp sword.

The top ten elders of the dark sect have never dared to speak to him like this, but who would have thought that today a young man in his twenties should not pay attention to him.

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