Ye Ling took the ancient order and threw the storage bag back to the Saint of Yueman. When asked about the opening of the ancient illusion, the Saint of Yueman kept silent.

Ye Ling wanted to ask her indirectly about the mountains, rivers, landforms and customs of the Fire Barbarian Land south of the 100,000 mountains, and the mountains, and the landforms and customs were also boycotted by the Saint of Moon Barbarians. She silently said all the way, as if Ye Ling had taken the ancient order, as if she had offended her deeply, and she had a kind of arrogance of not surrendering.

Ye Ling had no choice but to such a proud saint of Yueman. Although he controlled her soul blood, behind her was the Nascent Soul Man! He could not be forced to ask too ruthlessly.

Ye Ling said calmly: "You don't say anything, it doesn't matter. When you leave a hundred thousand mountains, you won't have to worry about not being able to find out! But your soul blood will be kept by me, and I will not return it to you now."

The face of the Moon Man Saint was as gloomy as water, and she couldn't help but say, "If you destroy the soul blood of this Saint after you leave, wouldn't I be so scared?"

Ye Ling said coldly: "Once you return your soul blood, even if you stop pestering me, do you think your Yueman tribe and tribe members will spare me? So, don't think you will get your soul blood back! I won't destroy it easily. In the future, when I pass by a hundred thousand mountains again, you and I will still be respectful to each other and not draw your sword to face each other. Wouldn't that be great?"

The Saint of Yueman was stunned when he heard this and found that he could not argue with him no matter what. He browsed deeply and said hatefully: "I hope you keep your promise and don't die early! Otherwise, once you die, even my soul blood will disappear, implicating this Saint to bury you with you!"

Ye Ling Youran said, "Don't worry! With your little knowledge of Taoism, you are far worse than mine! If you die first, I will not die. Without the protection of the Yueman tribe, it is hard to say whether you can save your life in this world of immortal cultivation."

The Moon Man Saint was so angry that she was stunned. Seeing the red fire green-tailed leopard carrying them out of the 100,000 mountains, and looking south, it was almost flat!

"You go back! Don't have to send him farewell, say goodbye!" Ye Ling sent away the Moon Barbarian Saint, and left. His figure in a blood-colored robe and the backs of the four spirit beasts disappeared from the horizon from afar.

The Saint of Moon Man kept watching him go away, and finally stomped his feet angrily, turned his head back, but saw the hunched man, leaning on the crescent stick, appearing in front of her!

"Master Man!" The Saint of Yueman widened his eyes and said incredibly: "When did you have been following you all the way? Why didn't you stop him? This kid is so bad!"

In the old and deep eyes of the barbarian Gong, he had been through the vicissitudes of time, but he was very loving to look at the saint, and said meaningfully: "Your soul blood is in his hands. If you stop him, you will be in danger. I can conclude that this person is definitely not from the witch clan! The witch robe on him is unusual and has been a few years!"

The Saint of Yueman was shocked again, opened his mouth wide, unable to speak in a daze, and pondered for a while before saying, "It's not from the Witch Clan? Could it be that he came to the 100,000 mountains, not to spy on our Yueman tribe? But he was really passing by! In this way, he was a cultivator of Wu from the north of the 100,000 mountains!"
Chapter completed!