Chapter: 4622

"One year."

Meng Tianshu said in a low voice.

Ning Qi nodded lightly, and his eyes fell on Zen Feng Shura. If this person can't find out a result in a year, he doesn't mind suppressing the guy who came to change shifts. Anyway, this time, if he can't get a result, Ning Qi is Will not leave the Temple of Reincarnation.

Too many souls have been captured by the Temple of Reincarnation, and when a year is about to pass, Zen Feng Shura still hasn't found the whereabouts of Wang Xue's soul.

One day, another master who was changing shifts walked into the temple. When he saw the scene in front of him, he was a little stunned.

He understands what Zen Feng Shura does, and he does not do less on weekdays, but, the majestic master of law enforcement, how could Qingkong Juluo lie on the ground and watch Zen Feng Shura violate discipline in front of him?

Before he could figure it out, the Third Prince Ming had already appeared in front of him, smiling and saying, "Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The next moment, with a bang, the master who was also a great master in the late stage of the Nether Realm was directly abolished. The third prince of the underworld threw him beside Qingkong Juanluo as if he was throwing garbage. I didn't react, how could I encounter such danger in the Temple of Reincarnation

Seeing this scene from the corner of Zen Wind Shura, the cold sweat on his body became more and more intense. He quickly concentrated double his energy to help Ning Qi find the whereabouts of Wang Xue's soul.

In the third year, another shift master came. This person was more cautious, and found something was wrong at the door. When he wanted to escape, he was still arrested by the third prince, and his cultivation base was abolished.

fourth year, fifth year

When, except Zen Feng Shura, all the masters of the Temple of Reincarnation were abolished by the Third Prince Ming and lying in the temple, Zen Feng Shura had already fallen into deep fear, and sweat kept dripping from his forehead. Bubbled, dripped to the ground.

Suddenly, Zen Feng Shura's eyes lit up, with ecstasy in his eyes, and a face appeared in the blue beam of light.

"I found it, I found it, senior, this person is the one you were looking for"

Zen Wind Shura turned to look at Ning Qi, only to find that Ning Qi had already stood beside him at some point.

"Sher"

Ning Qi stared at the beam of light in a daze. The face inside was Wang Xue, whom he hadn't seen for many years. This face seemed to be left behind when Wang Xue was arrested by the monks of the underworld for the first time. There was a hint of panic on his face. In the eyes, there seems to be a trace of nostalgia for the world.

"Where is she now"

Ning Qi said lightly.

There was a hint of panic on Zen Feng Shura's face. After entering the Temple of Reincarnation, his soul was basically sent to a place that he didn't even know. If he couldn't tell Wang Xue's whereabouts today, Zen Feng Shura felt that he would

It is likely to be even more miserable than Qingkong Juanluo and others.

Just when Zen Feng Shura didn't know how to speak, he suddenly noticed an imperceptible trace, and then Zen Feng Shura showed ecstasy on his face, and said to Ning strangely: "Senior, the underworld cultivator who arrested this soul has a greed in his heart. , used secret techniques to detain her by herself, and now she has not been sent away by the Temple of Reincarnation, she should still be in the underworld."

When many underworld monks go out to search for souls, they may not take out all the souls they have obtained, and occasionally detain one or two souls, but as long as someone detains them, there will be more or less traces of them, such as Below Wang Xue's face, there is a crack like a crack. Even if they are masters, it is difficult to find this subtle difference. After all, there are too many souls who come to the Temple of Reincarnation every day, so some Only the monks in the underworld dare to hide the truth.

A cold light flashed in Ning Qi's eyes, and that huge arm appeared in his mind. When he used the pill to call Wang Xue's soul back to the Central Continent, it was the owner of that arm who shot Wang Xue's soul again. Let's go, at first Ning Qi thought that the other party might be the Creator of the Nine Tribulations, but now it seems that the other party should be at least an early Nether Realm existence.

"Who is that underworld monk?"

Ning Qi looked at Zen Feng Shura indifferently.

Zen Wind Shura was taken aback, and quickly formed seals with both hands. After a while, a face appeared in the beam of light. This person looked middle-aged, with a gloomy and cold complexion. Judging from the aura in front of him, his cultivation should not be too high, at most It is the existence from the early stage of Nether Realm to the middle stage of Nether Realm.

Meng Tianshu walked up to Guangzhu, and after looking carefully at him, he shook his head at Ningqi, expressing that he did not recognize this person.

"You know him"

Ning Qi glanced at Zen Wind Shura.