The middle-aged man was stunned, and his eyes were full of inquiry when he looked at Zhan Yihan. The other party was just a peak monk in the late stage of the Nascent Soul. Where did he get the confidence to offend Man Batian, and dare to use such an attitude to him.

"Aren't you afraid that you can't get out of this Demon Sea City?" the middle-aged man threatened coldly.

"Then let's try it." Zhan Yihan sneered.

The middle-aged man suddenly burst into laughter, looking at Zhan Yihan's eyes full of appreciation, "Good!" He hadn't seen such a courageous young man for a long time. The other party gave him the feeling that he was not crazy, but self-confidence, and he could escape without hesitation.

At this time, a subordinate walked in, walked to the middle-aged man and handed him a piece of paper.

The middle-aged man took the paper and looked at it. A trace of shock flashed in his eyes. He looked at Zhan Yihan and the other two, "Did you defeat Man Batian?" He received news from the Man family that Man Buyan was killed. The people who killed Man Buyan were likely to come to his auction and let him control the people.

He felt something was strange. Man Buyan was Man Batian's son. Man Buyan was killed. Man Batian must have come to Demon Sea City a long time ago, so it was impossible for him to help control those people. So he sent someone to check the incident. Unexpectedly, Man Batian had already come to Demon Sea City and had fought with these three people. What made him feel most disbelief was that Man Batian lost.

Zhan Yihan nodded. There is nothing to hide in this kind of thing.

Seeing Zhan Yihan admitting that the middle-aged man, the young man beside him, and the monks who had bid with Zhan Yihan and others before, all showed incredible expressions.

Especially the monk who had bid for Zhan Yihan and the others before, his legs were scared. If there wasn't a table supporting him, he would have sat on the ground at this time. Was he so water in his mind before? How could he bid against such a powerful person? A strong man like Man Batian suffered a loss in their hands, let alone him.

He glanced at Su Jinyue and the other two secretly, and saw that their attention was not on him, so he tiptoed toward the door. He wanted to leave here quickly, otherwise he might not have the chance to leave.

"You hide your cultivation? Who are you?" The middle-aged man looked at Zhan Yihan carefully, thinking about whether there were similar characters in his mind. Man Batian is a monk in the tribulation stage, and the other party's cultivation level is definitely not inferior to Man Batian if he can defeat Man Batian. How could such a monk be unknown?

"Has the transaction been completed?" Zhan Yihan looked at Tian Feng beside him and asked. He didn't want to answer the other party's question.

Tian Feng nodded.

"Let's go." Zhan Yihan reached out and held Su Jinyue's hand and walked outside.

Tian Fengxun held his laughter and followed Zhan Yihan and Su Jinyue. From the demeanor of this middle-aged man, we can see that he is not an ordinary person, and I am afraid no one dares to treat him like this.

Looking at the backs of Su Jinyue and the other two left, the middle-aged man looked thoughtful. Who are they?

Su Jinyue and the other two returned to the courtyard of the Ye brothers and sisters, who were still practicing.

Tian Fengxun took out the jade box and handed it to Su Jinyue, "Master Su, please give me!"

Su Jinyue nodded, took the jade box and put it into her storage ring, "Three days later, I promise you to meet a healthy North City Lord."

"Okay." Tian Fengxun nodded happily, his eyes full of expectation.

At the Man family in Haiman City, Man Batian sat in the main seat with a gloomy face. This time he not only lost his son, was seriously injured, but also was embarrassed. He could not swallow this tone no matter what.

"Master! Why don't I take the third elder and the seventh elder to the Demon Sea City again?" The elder said. Apart from the head of the family, their strength is the highest in the Man family. This time the head of the family underestimates the enemy. Now they already know the other party's background and it is impossible for them to follow the other party's way again.

Man Batian pondered for a moment, "In addition to you three, I will bring twenty elite disciples, I will crush them to ashes." If his injuries had not yet recovered, he would have led the team in person.

"Yes!" the great elder responded. He was going to meet those three people and see what role they were.

Su Jinyue put the refined ghost pill into the jade bottle, stepped forward to the formation, and flicked her finger, and a ghost pill accurately entered the mouth of the Lord of the North City.

As the elixir entered the entrance, a short while, a trace of black air began to emerge from the body of the Lord of North City.

The expression on the face of the Lord of North City became ferocious, and a look of pain appeared in his dim and unsightly eyes. As the black air overflowed more and more, the Lord of North City finally couldn't help but roar.

As time passed by little, the black air on the North City Lord's body changed from less to more, and from more to less, until the last trace of black air overflowed, the North City Lord fell to the ground weakly and fainted.

Zhan Yihan moved his mind and moved the Lord of North City out of his small world. This is his secret. If one person is missing, one person will know.

When the sky lights up again, the North City Lord on the bed opened his eyes. He looked around, with a hint of confusion in his eyes. He remembered that he and Tian Fengxun went to the Demon Realm. In order to save the monks, he accidentally inhaled the black air from the Demon Realm.

Then he was tortured by the black air in his body until he could no longer hold on. When he wanted to self-destruct, he found that he could not self-destruct at all. He must have died, otherwise he would have become a puppet, but why does this feel so clear?

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and then Tian Fengxun walked in.

"Lord of North City, how do you feel now?" Tian Fengxun walked to the Lord of North City and looked at him with concern.

"Am I dead?" asked the Lord of North City. He heard that after sucking in the black air from the Demon Realm, unless the Cold Spirit Ghost Flower can be found to refine it into a ghost pill, it will become a puppet and wander in the Demon Realm forever. What is the difference between a puppet without souls and a dead one?

Tian Fengxun smiled and shook his head, "The demonic energy in your body has been removed. It was the help of Master Su and Master Zhan Sect. We are now in the Demon Heaven Continent."

"Demonic Heaven Continent?" The Lord of North City opened his eyes wide in disbelief.

Tian Fengxun nodded and smiled, "Now you are fine, we will go back to Tianyue Continent after we go to deal with some things." He was really happy to see his friend recovered.

"What are you going to deal with?" asked the Lord of North City. He felt confused now, but he was still very grateful that he had not become a puppet.
Chapter completed!