Chapter 352 The visible resentment

The little old man smiled bitterly and shook his head: "The real owner of the Demon Smoke Tower is Aunt Mo... I got it by accident..."

Luo Xiaofeng asked curiously: "I got it accidentally?"

The old man coughed, and his face showed a look of pain, as if he didn't want to mention it again!

Luo Xiaofeng knew that he didn't want to say it, so he didn't ask again.

The little old man suddenly showed light in his little eyes, as if the light of dawn appeared in the east before dawn: "But I know that there is someone who can control the Magic Smoke Tower."

Luo Xiaofeng said: "Is it the legendary Aunt Mo?"

The little old man shook his head and sighed: "Although Aunt Mo is the real master of the Demon Smoke Tower, it's a pity that she has long been no longer alive."

Luo Xiaofeng said in confusion: "Since the Demon Smoke Tower is a divine object, then its owner, Aunt Mo, may be a divine man. How can a divine man die so easily?"

The pain in the little old man's eyes became even stronger: "She would not die, but it's a pity that she was too kind and too weak. She would rather die by herself than hurt others..." When he said this, his throat suddenly choked and he could no longer say anything.

Luo Xiaofeng stared at the sad face of the old man in a daze. He knew that this mysterious old man must have some kind of connection with the legendary Aunt Mo.

The little old man grabbed Luo Xiaofeng's hand: "Although Aunt Mo is gone, I know that there is another person who can control the Magic Smoke Tower?"

Luo Xiaofeng hurriedly asked, "Who?"

The little old man said word by word: "Xuan Lie, the master of the Netherworld Xuan Lie Realm!"

Luo Xiaofeng suddenly said, "Do you want me to send this Demon Smoke Tower to the Netherworld Xuanlie Realm and hand it over to Xuanlie?"

The old man looked at Luo Xiaofeng with anticipation and said hurriedly: "Do you... don't you agree?"

Luo Xiaofeng smiled bitterly and said, "Why don't you go?"

The old man shook his head helplessly: "I can't go because I'm nothing, I'm just a slight resentment."

Luo Xiaofeng was stunned and asked weakly for a while: "You are also a ray of resentment?" He really didn't understand how a slight resentment could turn into a human being?

The little old man nodded: "I became a human being. After two hours, I will return to the Demon Smoke Tower, otherwise it will disappear."

Luo Xiaofeng smiled bitterly and said, "The 6 powerful people of Demon You have emerged, why do you want to find me, an unknown junior?"

The little old man smiled: "Mo You Da 6, who doesn't know Luo Xiaofeng now? Although there are many people with higher cultivation than you, those people are not suitable to go to the Netherworld Xuanlie Realm."

Luo Xiaofeng said: "Why?"

The little old man said: "Because you go to the Netherworld Xuanlie Realm, the younger you are, the better."

Luo Xiaofeng couldn't help asking, "Why?"

The little old man shook his head: "I don't know the reason, but this is the truth."

Luo Xiaofeng sighed and said, "Even if I want to help you, I am willing but not capable."

The little old man was anxious: "Why?"

Luo Xiaofeng said: "Because I heard that if you want to go to the Netherworld Xuanlie Realm, your martial arts cultivation must at least reach the Supreme Spirit Realm."

The old man shook his head: "There are three channels to go to the Netherworld Xuanlie Realm, one of which is the weakest. With your cultivation and wisdom, you can go in."

Luo Xiaofeng said curiously: "Three channels?"

The little old man nodded: "The first passage is located in the tomb of Zhao Xun, the emperor of the Great Zhao Empire, the second passage is located in Liuxiang Creek, a hundred miles away from the Holy Demon Palace in the Great Yin Empire, and the third passage is located under a billion-year-old Bodhi tree on the core layer of the Ten Thousand Beast Forest." The little old man said, and his body suddenly trembled violently.

Luo Xiaofeng hurriedly supported him: "What's wrong with you?"

The little old man trembled his hand and stuffed the black dry tobacco pipe into Luo Xiaofeng's arms: "The Demon Smoke Tower... is invisible here... the third passage... the weakest guard... you can..." Before he finished speaking, he turned into a faint wisp of smoke and disappeared into the Demon Smoke Tower.

The blood flame divine sword in Luo Xiaofeng's hand was still there, but the long sword in his other hand suddenly turned into a black smoke, floating in the Demon Smoke Tower. In an instant, it melted into the boundless black smoke.

Luo Xiaofeng was stunned. The disappeared long sword looked very much like the demon sword he had disappeared before.

Could it be that the missing demon sword also turned into a ray of resentment?

Where is the Demon Sword?

Luo Xiaofeng doesn’t know!

Everything can produce resentment, but resentment turns into its original form is extremely rare!

Just as Luo Xiaofeng was thinking about it, Dao Ren Miokong ran over in panic.

"Master Luo, strange things... strange things..." Daoist Miokong looked pale and couldn't even speak incompletely.

Luo Xiaofeng put the black dry tobacco pipe into his infinite space and frowned and said, "What's strange?"

"There is movement on the grave...you go and have a look..." Taoist Miankong stuttered.

Luo Xiaofeng's expression also changed. He knew that the grave mentioned by Taoist Miankong must be the giant tomb that buried the villagers of Baijue Village.

There is movement on the grave, what's going on?

Luo Xiaofeng rushed towards the bamboo forest like lightning.

By the bamboo forest, a wisp of black smoke rose from the high-rise grave, which could be seen clearly from a distance.

Luo Xiaofeng's eyes widened and murmured to himself: "Resentment...resentment..."

Daoist Miankong looked at Luo Xiaofeng with a blank expression. He didn't know what Luo Xiaofeng meant.

Resentment? Still resentment is dead? Can resentment turn into wisps of black smoke?

The Taoist Mikong cannot understand!

Luo Xiaofeng clenched his fists tightly. At this time, he suddenly felt the black pipe in his infinite space shake strangely.

Luo Xiaofeng's eyes flashed. He waved his hand and the black pipe in the infinite space came to his hands.

A strange thing happened, and the thin black smoke came out from the grave, and rushed towards the black pipe in Luo Xiaofeng's hand.

The thin black smoke twisted and changed, rushing towards the black dry tobacco pipe in Luo Xiaofeng's hand.

In the black dry tobacco pipe, the legendary magic smoke tower is hidden.

In the twisted and changing black smoke, there seemed to be familiar faces hidden.

Luo Xiaofeng's lips trembled and tears surged out again.

Widths of black smoke on the grave finally disappeared!

Everything has returned to normal.

Luo Xiaofeng stood in front of the grave, looking sad.

Taoist Miankong stood aside silently, and he didn't know how to comfort Luo Xiaofeng.

"If the Dark Demon Gu dies, he will also be resentful!" Luo Xiaofeng sighed, turned slowly, and looked at the Daoist Miokong coldly: "Although the Dark Demon Gu is terrible... I believe that I will definitely find a way to kill them."

The Taoist Mikong frowned: "There is one thing I haven't told you."

Luo Xiaofeng said: "What's the matter?"

The Dao Ren Mikong said: "Before Sikong Shu died, he told me that the Fire Cloud Pill could suppress the dark demon Gu."

"Fire Cloud Pill? Fire Cloud Pill in Fire Cloud Palace?" Luo Xiaofeng said in surprise.

The Taoist Miankong nodded: "Not bad!"

"Sikongshu has been in the basement for fifty years. How could he have the Fire Cloud Pill of the Fire Cloud Palace?" Luo Xiaofeng said in confusion.
Chapter completed!