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After a while, a black ball of light rushed to Linghao like a long-time departed old man.

Enthusiastic, unrestrained.

All of a sudden, a group of graves above the black fog, spread, many black light ball toward Ling Hao hit.

This scene made Hua Han and Chang'an face change greatly, and turned to stare at Ling Hao.

"Younger martial brother, you..."

"This is the inheritance of the magic way. Why do they all look for you?"

Linghao is also dazed. He doesn't take such a pitiful person with him. He says clearly that there are no two evils.

Brothers, brothers, let me go. I don't want to practice your magic.

With a bitter smile, Ling Hao said, "I don't know."

"You have to turn them down quickly." Flower cold helplessly said.

Linghao felt the light ball's consciousness. He shouted: "get away from me."

However.

"Heaven kill the old devil and find the right person."

"The river is small, find the right person."

"I sit in Chiyou, and I will give you the supreme inheritance!"

……

There are countless ways of inheriting the magic, and all the skills, martial arts, and supernatural powers are irrigated into Ling Hao's body.

At the moment, he was possessed by evil spirit and black fog, and looked like a demon.

"Dammit, I regard your inheritance as rubbish."

However, he still has no way to accept, can only say that these old demons are too obsessive.

Out of the tomb, Luo Qinghuan came to meet him and asked, "how is the harvest?"

"My disciples are all gifted and gifted. I think they have gained a lot.

Luo Qinghuan smiles.

Soon she looked at the three disciples.

Suddenly, a little surprised.

Three people are silent, Chang'an as always cold, the original lively flower cold now lowered his head.

What happened?

Ling Hao sighed and said, "I......"

"I've got the devil's way."

Luo Qinghuan looked at him incredibly, and the words echoed in his mind repeatedly.

Dong Dong!

"The cloud clock rings."

Luo Qinghuan said in a daze, looking at the direction of the school.

"I think we know. Let me go to the old hall."

Ling Hao and three others followed.

Hua Han's face was complicated and said: "little martial brother, later Do what you can. "

She bit and bit, lying in Ling Hao's ear, Qiao said: "you can run first."

Old man, four people in all, is the disciple of the last Taoist.

Their accomplishments are unfathomable, and they won't show up until the time of crisis.

According to Hua Han, it must be Ling Hao who got the inheritance of the magic way.

Linghao is silent. Four people walk all the way to the old house.

In the old house, four old people with white hair are sitting in danger. When they see four of them, their eyes suddenly open.

Linghao is full of majesty.

"Qinghuan, this is your apprentice?"

An old man in black, rising slowly.

Luo Qinghuan knelt down directly and said, "please forgive me, Dashu!"

"What are you guilty of?" Da Su asked faintly.

"It's because of my poor teaching that my apprentice has gone astray." Luo Qinghuan said, "it's nothing to do with him. He's innocent, Hua Han said. It's those dead practitioners of the devil Kingdom who choose him as their inheritor."

"Hum!"

Dashu gave a cold snort.

"From my point of view, I'm afraid your apprentice is not right in heart and nature."

Ling Hao said, "how can I be wrong? Is it wrong to be involuntarily?"

"Evil!" Dashu was furious and shouted, "you dare to answer back!"

"I ask you, why are you the only one chosen for our thousands of disciples in Liuyun Taoism?"

"How do you explain that?"

Dashu took a deep breath and said, "I can't say, Qinghuan. If you still think we are him, kill him in front of many disciples!"