Demons Chat Group Makes Me Saint

Chapter 512 The remnant soul of the master of Tianyahai Pavilion

Of the remaining four magic weapons, the Dong sisters took two, and Ning Xiaolei forced another one to Guan Yun.

The last thing he wanted to give to Zhao Xiaoshu was that Zhao Xiaoshu didn't want it, so Ning Xiaolei had no choice but to accept it by himself.

It was a broad-backed sword with a rough shape, and it was extremely heavy, weighing at least a thousand kilograms.

Naturally, the girls didn't like this type of magic weapon, so Ning Xiaolei could only use it himself.

"Looks like I need to get a matching set of knife skills."

Ning Xiaolei muttered that he felt quite comfortable with this knife.

After he shed blood to identify its owner, he had already obtained the information about this sword, the Ancient Thunder Knife, a first-grade earth-level magic weapon.

Because everyone else had obtained two magic weapons, no one had the nerve to compete with Ning Xiaolei for the remaining yellow-level and black-level magic weapons, which naturally gave him an advantage.

After leaving the Shenbing Pavilion, Ning Xiaolei took away the palace and everyone walked towards the last palace.

That is the last remaining palace in Tianyahai Pavilion.

To everyone's surprise, although the palace was large, there was no name on it.

Although they found it strange, they didn't think much about it and walked directly into the temple.

The decorations in the hall are very simple, to be precise, there is nothing. There is only a round cushion in front of the door, and in front of the cushion is a rectangular table.

On the table, paper, pens and other items were vaguely visible.

Ning Xiaolei and others were shocked and inexplicably disappointed.

They had great expectations, thinking that there must be some powerful treasure here.

Unexpectedly, when I came in, I found that there were only very simple things, even worse than ordinary people's homes.

"No wonder there is no forbidden guard, it turns out there is nothing inside!"

Xiaoyue curled her lips and muttered.

Even so, they still planned to go over and take a look to see what was on the table.

Or maybe, it's not that there's nothing here, it's unknown whether it's in storage equipment.

Everyone walked into the hall and just took a few steps forward when they saw a faint figure shrouded in light suddenly appear in front of the table.

The figure's appearance cannot be clearly seen, but one can vaguely see that it is a man.

Everyone was startled and were on guard.

However, the figure didn't seem to see them. He raised his head and let out a low sigh: "How long will it be before we meet each other?"

What the hell? Who do you miss, whom do you see? Could it be referring to one of us?

Ning Xiaolei was stunned, then shook his head to deny the idea, because the figure didn't look at them at all.

Looking curiously at the figure in the light, Ning Xiaolei discovered that the person did not seem to be a real person, but rather looked like a clone of the Baishan layman who came from the Baishan Sect with the power of the formation.

Could it be that the person in front of me is also someone's clone?

"This is a remnant soul. He may have lived here before."

At this time, Dong Wan'er suddenly spoke, his eyes flickering slightly.

Ning Xiaolei was curious: "Remnant soul, isn't it a special clone?"

"No, if you feel carefully, he has no cultivation at all." Dong Wan'er shook his head.

"Hey, it seems true." After feeling it, Ning Xiaolei said in surprise.

While everyone was looking at the remnant soul curiously, he started talking to himself again.

"Yue'er, you still can't forgive me after all. Why don't you come to see me?"

"I know it was my fault. I should not have focused on cultivating and neglecting you. I should not have focused on developing my power. I regret it!"

"I drove everyone away, leaving behind a formation that only you can break through, and a key here just for you, but why don't you come?"

"..."

The figure was murmuring there, his tone full of sadness and regret.

Ning Xiaolei and others listened quietly, vaguely seeming to have seen what happened that year.

It's just that they are very curious, who is the Yue'er in the mouth of the Tianyahai Pavilion Master?

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