"Because there has been no news, so I temporarily stopped looking!" Zhan Tianpeng said.
Hearing this, Sun Hao breathed a sigh of relief.
If it was only temporary, then it was fine.
"Young Master Zhan, what I want your help with is to find the Godly Cunning Immortal!"
"When you find it, let me know. After a while, introduce me to the Godly Cunning Immortal!" Sun Hao said.
It turned out that the young master was also looking for the Godly Cunning Immortal.
That would be easy!
Then he had to work hard and complete the mission given by the Young Master as soon as possible.
"Rest assured, Young Master, leave this to me!"
Zhan Tianpeng patted his chest and guaranteed.
"Thank you, Young Master Zhan. Come, let's eat!"
"Many thanks, Young Master!"
After the meal.
Zhan Tianpeng's face was full of gratitude as he cupped his fists and bowed, "Young Master, we will take our leave now!"
"En, remember to come often in the future!" Sun Hao said.
"Definitely!"
Walking out of the courtyard, Zhan Tianpeng looked at Mo Hao Shi who was kneeling on the ground, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
With a single glance, the two old men immediately moved.
They surrounded Mo Hao Shi in the middle, picked him up and walked away.
Soon, they were far away from Sun Hao's residence.
"You … What do you want?"
Mo Hao Shi looked fearful.
"What do you think?" Zhan Tianpeng said with a faint smile.
"I am the Young Master's disciple. If you dare to make a move, the Young Master will not let you go!" Mo Hao Shi said.
"Hehe? Disciple? Do you think you're qualified? "
"Did the Young Master agree?"
"You actually dared to threaten the Young Master. You should thank the heavens for sparing your life!"
"Are you still dreaming of becoming my disciple?"
Zhan Tianpeng and the other two looked at Mo Hao Shi with a smile.
"Hmph, sincerity can move metal and stone!"
"One day, I will become the Young Master's disciple, just you wait!"
Mo Hao Shi clenched his fists, his face firm.
"Hehe, so be it!"
"However, you haven't forgotten the bet we made before, have you?" Zhan Tianpeng said.
"You … you … don't come any closer. I'll call for help if you come any closer!"
"Shout, shout as you like! If I were to break your Dao Heart, it wouldn't be as simple as beating you! "
"Bang! Bang … "
"Aiyo, don't hit my face!"
"You're cutting off your descendants! You're too despicable!"
"You bunch of animals, you don't know how to respect the old and love the young!"
"Ah, stop fighting! I was wrong! "
"I'll bark like a dog, okay?"
When Zhan Tianpeng and the others stopped, Mo Hao Shi's face was full of bumps, too horrible to look at.
"I, Mo Hao Shi, am a dog, a dog beside the Young Master, woof woof …"
Seeing Mo Haoshi's appearance, Zhan Tianpeng and the others beamed with joy.
"Alright, you can go now! Remember, don't break the Young Master's dao heart! "Zhan Tianpeng said.
"Hmph!"
Mo Hao Shi coldly snorted and quickly left.
He came to a place where there was no one around.
"Humph! You kids don't know any better!"
"By the Young Master's side, even such a terrifying existence is a servant. If I can become a dog by the Young Master's side, that would be such an honor!"
At this point, Mo Hao Shi had a proud look on his face.
"Young Master, I'm coming. One day, I will move you!"
With that, Mo Hao Shi rushed up the mountain.
The other side.
Zhan Tianpeng and the others flew quickly in the sky.
"Young Master, where are we going?" An old man asked.
"Of course, it is to complete the things that the Young Master has ordered!" Zhan Tianpeng said.
"Are we going to find the Godly Cunning Immortal?" The old man asked.
"Yes!" Zhan Tianpeng nodded.
"Young Master, do you have news about the Godly Cunning Immortal?" The old man asked.
"No, but Jade Lake Palace's Palace Master Luo Liuyan will definitely know!" Zhan Tianpeng said.
"Young Master, I heard that Luo Liuyan is elusive, and the Jade Lake Palace has now become a supreme holy land. Even the half-immortal is defeated. If we go there, I'm afraid?"
The old man's face showed a look of worry.
Zhan Tianpeng smiled slightly with a confident face, "Don't worry, I will have a way to make her tell the Godly Cunning Immortal's residence!"
"Young Master, the current Jade Lake Palace doesn't sell anyone's face. What can you do?" The old man asked.
"You will know when you get there!"
Zhan Tianpeng smiled mysteriously and did not answer directly.
Three long rainbows disappeared into the horizon in the blink of an eye.
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Somewhere in the catacombs of Ziyang Star, in a tall tower covered by a skull.
A five-meter-tall humanoid skeleton sat in the main seat, and in its eye sockets, two groups of soul flames kept jumping.
It was the lord of the evil race – Ghost Candle.
In front of Ghost Candle, the corpse puppet patriarch – Mo Hun knelt on the ground, shivering.
On both sides stood several patriarchs with different expressions. Each of them was so powerful that people dared not look directly at them.
"You said that the Drought Demon was converted by the Godly Cunning Immortal?"
Ghost Candle's voice was calm, but when he heard it in Mo Hun's ears, he couldn't help but stand on end, and his skinless face was full of horror.
"Yes … … yes, Lord!" Mo Hun nodded.
"Do you know how much it cost me to resurrect the Drought Demon?" Ghost Candle said.
"Lord, I … … I know!" Mo Hun's whole body crawled on the ground, shivering.
"Since you know this, why did you send the Drought Demon to his death before his strength was far from recovered!"
"I asked you to raise him well, not to send him out to deal with the Godly Cunning Immortal!"
"Do you know how much damage you've caused to the entire evil race in this operation?"
"Ah … …"
In the end, Ghost Candle's voice roared.
The sound was deafening, and the patriarchs standing on both sides were taken aback.
"Wow … …"
Everyone lowered their heads, not daring to look at the two soul flames of Ghost Candle.
"Lord, I know my mistake!"
"Please … … please spare my life!"
Mo Hun kowtowed heavily and kept begging for mercy.
Ghost Candle didn't speak, just sat there, motionless.
There was a dead silence on the whole field.
All that could be heard was the sound of Ghost Candle's soul flame jumping.
A moment later.
Ghost Candle continued to speak.
"Then did you write down the appearance of the Godly Cunning Immortal?" Ghost Candle asked.
"Of course!"
Mo Hun nodded heavily.
Then, his mind moved.
"Hoo … …"
In front of him, a figure slowly emerged.
As he recalled, this figure became more and more solid.
This figure looked exactly the same as Ning Mingzhi.
"Lord, this kid looks just like a mortal, but his strength is more terrifying than an immortal!"
"The Drought Demon didn't even have a chance to resist in front of him!"
"If I hadn't been far away, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to see you now!" Mo Hun said.
Hearing this, Ghost Candle did not speak.
The two soul flames directly mapped Ning Mingzhi's appearance on it.
Ghost Candle stretched out his skeletal claw and pointed with his right hand.
The soul flame separated into wisps of light and surged onto the claw.
"Go!"
With a light shout from Ghost Candle, this wisp of light instantly exploded.
It turned into hundreds of millions of wisps of light, like tadpoles, drilling in all directions and pouring into the souls of every evil race.
"This person is the Godly Cunning Immortal, whoever sees this person, kill without mercy!"
A roar rang in the ears of every evil race.
At the scene.
"Plop!"
One by one, the patriarchs knelt down.
"Yes, Lord!"
Everyone saluted in unison.
"Get up!"
"Thank you, Lord!"
"Did I tell you to get up?" Ghost Candle's soul flame stared directly at Mo Hun.
"Lord!"
With a plop, Mo Hun knelt down directly.
"This matter was caused by you, I will give you another chance, within three months, bring the head of the Godly Cunning Immortal or your own head to me!"
"Yes, Lord!"
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