Chapter 640: :serious problem

"Boom--!"
This underground room fell apart in an instant, rolling rubble and falling.
The Ten Thousand Years Black Tortoise was also at the same time, guarding Qi Le and Ling Xiao's heads, blocking all these huge rubbles and falling rocks.
The ever-bright magic lamp was smashed by gravel and rock soil, and the light from the ruins appeared in this room where the sky was seen again.
"Three thousand years, the vicissitudes of life, and the control of the beast sect, really disappeared."
Wannian Xuangui looked at the beast-controlling sect mountain gate that had undergone great changes, and couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional.
Even if the Ten Thousand Years Black Tortoise is trapped and locked here by the Beast Controlling Sect, even if he feels happy in the face of this kind of thing, he will feel a little bit sorrowful.
"Senior, the Beast Control Sect died a long time ago."
Ling Xiao didn't know what to say at this time.
"The old man knows that the behavior of the Beast Controlling Sect is doomed to their fate."
Wannian Xuangui did not change his mood because of this kind of thing.
For a race like them that has lived for thousands of years, it is common to witness the changes in history.
"Senior, since the Beast Controlling Sect has died out, do you have any plans now?"
Ling Xiao suddenly asked.
To be honest, Ling Xiao really did not dare to have any thoughts when the Ten Thousand Years Xuan Turtle was trapped by the Suolong Zhu.
After all, Ling Xiao had nothing to do with the Suolongzhu.
However, now that Wannian Xuangui was rescued by Qi Le, the cautious thinking in Ling Xiao's heart became active again.
"Back to the Warcraft Forest."
Wannian Xuangui thought for a moment and said slowly.
No matter how the big and small forces of the Eastern Desolation change, the Warcraft Forest alone will not disappear.
"Can a ruin be made with such a big body?" Qi Le couldn't help asking curiously after hearing the words of Wannian Xuangui.
"It can be, but..."
When Ling Xiao was reminded by Qi Le's words, he suddenly remembered a very serious problem.
Those are the eight heroes who are guarding the ruins. If you see a ten thousand-year mysterious tortoise suddenly appearing outside the ruins, I'm afraid they won't let it go.
Wannian Xuangui can be called "Baoshan", and its attraction to heroes is just as great.
"Senior, if you just go out like this, I'm afraid it will not be safe..."
Ling Xiao thought for a while, and finally decided to tell the matter directly.
From the ruins to the major forces waiting outside the ruins.
"Remains... So, has the Beast Controlling Sect turned into such a field?"
Wannian Xuangui pondered for a moment, but did not doubt Ling Xiao's words.
It's not that this kind of thing doesn't happen. Wannian Xuangui has seen too many things.
"Thank you for telling the old man about this, but even if you tell the old man about this, as your identity, I am afraid that he will not be able to protect the old man."
Wannian Xuangui pointed it out.
"This one……"
Ling Xiao smiled awkwardly.
Because Wannian Xuangui's words are indeed truthful.
And let alone his Ling Xiao, even the eight heroes waiting outside the ruins, without the consent of three or more people, would be difficult to protect the Ten Thousand Years Black Tortoise.
"Wait, senior, there is actually someone else who can keep you."
After Ling Xiao was silent for a long time, as if thinking of something important, he suddenly said in surprise.
"Based on what you said, the old can't think of anyone else who has this ability."
Wannian Xuangui shook his head and spoke very calmly.
He didn't feel half moved by Ling Xiao's surprise.
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