Before I could finish my words, the sloppy old man suddenly roared.

"Don't mention this again!" The sloppy old man roared: "I am me, she is her, I have nothing to do with that bitch......"

The sloppy old man was in anger. He trembled his hands and took a few more sips of wine. Because he was drinking too quickly, the old man choked by the wine. He bent over and staggered to the side, coughing violently.

Luo Xiaofeng and Bing Wawa looked at each other. Although they didn't say anything, they all knew that there must be an unusual story between the sloppy old man and Xiaotian. Otherwise, as a man, he would not call his woman a bitch.

As the master of the spiritual life world, how could Xiaotian fall into this place?

Luo Xiaofeng doesn’t know!

The ice doll standing beside him suddenly remembered something. He looked at the sloppy old man and suddenly asked, "Old man, where is your son?"

The sloppy old man stopped coughing, he gasped, and the expression on his face finally eased a little. He glanced at the ice doll and sighed: "That kid was arrogant and ignorant. Last time he was in Wanren Snow Mountain, he learned a lesson... He went away from home and went to learn his skills..." When he mentioned his son, the sloppy old man finally felt happy on his face.

In Wanren Snow Mountain, Luo Xiaofeng still clearly remembers the old man's precious son. Is that ignorant and arrogant boy really changed his past and worked hard to make progress as the old man said?

Luo Xiaofeng didn’t know the current situation of the playboy, but from the old man’s tone, he definitely learned it well!

Seeing that the sloppy old man had a happy look on his face, I asked tentatively: "Xiao Feng and I come to the spiritual world to get some blood from the Jiuyou Blood Fox."

The sloppy old man was surprised: "What do you want the blood of Jiuyou Blood Fox for?"

Luo Xiaofeng said on the side: "Zhao Meixue, the ancestor of the Great Zhao, was suppressed by the Netherworld Curse. I heard that only the blood of the Nine Nether Blood Fox can break the curse."

The sloppy old man nodded: "The blood of the Jiuyou Blood Fox can indeed solve the Netherworld's magic spell, but there is no Nine You Blood Fox in the spiritual life world at all. Even in the forest of thousands of beasts, it is difficult to find the shadow of the Nine You Blood Fox."

Luo Xiaofeng nodded: "I heard that the Nine Nether Blood Fox is a divine object that goes to heaven and earth, with many changes, coming and going without a trace."

The sloppy old man sneered: "The Nine Nether Blood Fox is not a divine object, but its blood can indeed break the Nether Magical Curse of the Nether Magical Realm." He looked at Luo Xiaofeng and slowly continued: "Do you know why the blood of the Nine Nether Blood Fox can break the Nether Magical Curse?"

Luo Xiaofeng shook his head blankly: "I don't know..."

The sloppy old man sighed: "The truth is actually very simple, because when refining the Netherworld Divine Mantra, the blood of the Ice Fox must be... The Ice Fox Extreme Yin, the Blood Fox Extreme Yang, and the Yin and Yang are in opposition, and the Netherworld Divine Mantra will be automatically destroyed."

Luo Xiaofeng nodded constantly.

The sloppy old man sighed: "Although Jiuyou Blood Foxes are hard to find, they have to go to the source of Lingxi in groups to drink water whenever the moon is full night."

Luo Xiaofeng's eyes lit up: "Is it the Lingxi River in the Spiritual Realm?"

The sloppy old man showed a look of horror in his eyes: "The source of Lingxi is not in the spiritual world, but in the depths of the forest of Ten Thousand Beasts!"

The Ice Doll asked suddenly: "We met a Jiuyou Blood Fox in the Spiritual Life... and there was a man named Shangguan Wenwen..."

"Shangguan Wenwen?" The sloppy old man was shocked: "Shangguan Wenwen has already defected to the Netherworld Xuanlie Realm. He must have come to the Spiritual Life Realm for the treasures of the Demon Sword Pond."

When Luo Xiaofeng mentioned the Demon Sword Pond, he burst into tears again.

The sloppy old man looked at Luo Xiaofeng and asked, "What's wrong?"

Luo Xiaofeng said: "The Demon Sword Pool has dried up, and the seven elders of the Demon Sword Pool have been tragically killed. The treasures sealed in the stone statue are gone."

The sloppy old man clenched his fists and said hatefully: "Damn Shangguan Wenwen... It must be that he harmed the seven elders..."

"In the Demon Sword Pond, we met a female killer. She said that the murderer who killed the seven elders was... Xiaotian..." Luo Xiaofeng looked at the sloppy old man and said slowly.

The sloppy old man shook his head: "Xiaotian is not in the spiritual life world... The one who dominates the spiritual life world is Shangguan Wenwen and Huo Yiren, the owner of Pili Hall."

"The owner of Pili Hall Huo Yiren?" Luo Xiaofeng asked in confusion: "Why did the owner of Pili Hall come to the spiritual world? I heard that Huo Yiren was in the Huoyun Hall in his early years, so why did he become the owner of Pili Hall?"

The sloppy old man nodded: "Huo Yiren was indeed a member of the Huoyun Palace in his early years. After Huo Cong died, Huo Yiren left the Huoyun Palace and disappeared. No one knew how she became the master of the Pili Hall."

"Huo Cong and Huo Yiren have a son. Is it Huo Sen from Huoyun Palace?" Luo Xiaofeng couldn't help asking.

The sloppy old man said, "Huo Sen is the only son of Huo Cong and Huo Yiren! He is nominally the deputy hall master of Huoyun Hall, but in fact he is the real master of Huoyun Hall."

Luo Xiaofeng said: "I believe you have heard the huge bombing sound of the Demon Sword Pond."

The sloppy old man said, "If I'm not wrong, maybe someone wants to use Pilitang's Botian Pill to assassinate you."

Luo Xiaofeng said strangely: "Although we were lucky enough to die, the entire Demon Sword Pond instantly dried up after the explosion."

"The drying of the Demon Sword Pond has nothing directly to do with the explosion of the Hongtian Pill." The sloppy old man said: "Although the Boom Sword Pond is powerful, it will not dry up the Demon Sword Pond that is dozens of miles apart."

Luo Xiaofeng and Bing Doll were listening carefully.

The sloppy old man frowned: "The Demon Sword Pond and Lingxi are connected, and the water in the Demon Sword Pond must have flowed backwards to the Lingxi." The sloppy old man frowned and slowly continued: "The only reason why the water in the Demon Sword Pond flows backwards is that... the water level in Lingxi has dropped or dried up."

Luo Xiaofeng hurriedly asked: "I heard from Shangguan Wenwen that Lingxi is the lifeblood of the spiritual life world. If Lingxi drys up, the entire spiritual life world will sink and sink straight to the Netherworld Xuanli Realm."

Bingwu couldn't help but interrupt: "I heard from Shangguan Wenwen that the water level in Lingxi dropped because the springs in Lingxi were blocked by Xiaotian. If you want to clear the springs in Lingxi, the only way is to find Xiaotian."

The sloppy old man smiled bitterly and said, "Who can find Xiaotian? Not to mention the spiritual world, even the Netherworld Xuanli Realm, there is no way to find Xiaotian."

"I heard from Shangguan Wenwen that Xiaotian wanted to defect to the Netherworld Xuanlie Realm." Luo Xiaofeng said.

The sloppy old man shook his head: "With Xiaotian's character, she will never surrender to others, let alone surrender to the Netherworld Xuanlie Realm."

Luo Xiaofeng was listening, he knew that the sloppy old man must have something to say.

The sloppy old man sighed: "Xiaotian is arrogant and arrogant, how can he be willing to live in the underworld? Even if she wants to defect to others, she will never defect to the Netherworld Xuanlie Realm. Because..."
Chapter completed!