Yin Wanxie's eyes flashed, and he hurriedly brought all the senior officials of the Wanyumen behind him to the ground and shouted:

"Wan Xie led the disciples of Wan Pyramids to meet Master (ancestor)."

An extremely young voice slowly came from the door, and at the same time, a figure slowly appeared above everyone's heads:

"Get up... Wan Xie, I haven't seen you for many years, so you are much older than your teacher."

Yin Wanxie led everyone to raise their heads, and everyone couldn't help but open their eyes wide, unable to believe the scene in front of them:

"Master, what are you?"

Yin Wanxie is now in his eighties. The person who can be called his master is at least a hundred years old.

But at this moment, passing through the black void gate and coming to everyone, he was a beautiful young man in his early twenties.

This young man, with black hair as dark as ink, sword eyebrows as he reaches his temples, a tall nose and thin lips, was holding a handsome young man.

Especially his black eyes, which were almost invisible to see, were like two black gems, emitting a breathtaking evil spirit.

The young man smiled slightly: "Haha, Wan Xie, this is the mystery of our [Nether Demon Sect]'s magical skills. Even if you are not like humans at the beginning, once you reach the realm of breaking the sea, you will reshape your human form and even regain your youth, just like being a teacher."

It's so magical!

The eyes of more than a dozen people including Yin Wanxie were full of surprise, and they were even more excited about the supreme magic skills of the [Nether Demon Sect] in the high-level realm.

"Shaotian, where are Jiuyou and the others?"

The evil young man found that there seemed to be a few missing people and asked.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became cold.

Plop.

Yin Wanxie, who had just stood up, knelt heavily on the ground again. Even though he had no tears, he said gritting his teeth:

"Master, this time my disciple used his ancestral weapon to ask for help from the Demon Sect is for this reason... Shaotian, Jiuyou and Mo Shang, were all killed!!"

Wow.

The entire hall seemed to have suddenly burst into a gust of cold wind.

The evil young man's smile disappeared in an instant, and his black hair was completely overturned in the air by his terrible spiritual energy.

"What, what, what, what?"

Every word of his is ice and blood, which makes people shudder.

Yin Wanxie kowtowed heavily and reported everything that had happened in Leiyunze to the other party. At the end, Yin Wanxie forced two tears out of his shriveled eyes:

"Master is here. Wan Xie just wanted to open the secret of the magical burial battlefield for the Demon Sect, so he asked you for the blood corpse. But he would cause such a disaster... Wan Xie begs Master to give his disciples a death, refine himself into a blood corpse, and avenge Shaotian and the others!!"

The evil young man listened quietly and didn't speak for a minute.

After a while, the corner of his mouth blew a cold curve, and his voice was even more cold and solemn, like a whisper of death:

"I have only been killing the people of the world for thirty years after leaving the Weiwu Continent, and some people have not taken my Wanyumen seriously. Haha, okay, very good!"

Every time he said a good word, the temperature in the entire hall became colder. The terrifying black evil power was like a giant mountain, which made Yin Wanxie and others unable to raise their heads at all.

"It seems that it is time for the people from the Weiwu Continent to recall the horror of my Wanyumen... Haha..."

The ancestor Mie Cangsheng, who is the "Mi" generation of Wanyumen, smiled, but the smile was like a devil's crying.

I don’t know what kind of blood disaster this evil demon who returns to weaponry from the Netherworld Demon Sect will cause in the entire weaponry continent.

...

Time soon passed another month.

In the Izumo Palace, Lin Yang’s secret martial arts performance venue underground in the harem.

There were several figures here today, and they were all powerful people. They were wearing different types of costumes, all of whom were watching the two figures fighting in the middle of the martial arts field.

One of them is an old acquaintance, and the bloody wave Pu'aman of the Mengjili Kingdom, known as the number one war god in the Western Wilderness.

This powerful human race man with great combat power is waving the [Evil Star] stick in his hand, attacking his opponent frantically.

In this world, there are only five people who can attack Pu Aman head-on, but at this moment, a silver figure opposite Pu Aman was waving a fierce black stick, fighting Pu Aman in an indissoluble manner.

There were many familiar faces among the crowd around.

Prince Beck of the Tianzang Kingdom, Mo Chaoran of the Fubo Tribe, and Huang Shang, the Great Shopkeeper of the World Business Alliance, were all here, but their faces were all very strange at this moment.

The feeling was like watching a ragged beggar teasing a stunning beauties, full of aggrievance and sympathy.

In the field, Pu Aman was the one who was teased.

"Die for me!!"

boom!

The blood wolf had already produced 90% of its strength, and the evil star stick even exploded with all its nails, like a fierce wolf's mouth fangs hitting the opposite side.

As a result, the silver figure relied on a piece of armor emitting dazzling silver light on his body, and forced a bombardment of a fierce star with his chest, and at the same time smashed the long stick in his hand hard towards Pu Aman's face.

This scene is simply incredible.

Pu'aman's full-strength attack, could someone actually bear it directly on his body?

However, the people watching next to him were obviously not surprised. Instead, they all looked strange and listened to the silver-armored figure swearing:

"I'll go! I'll pay your grandma's Pu'aman, it's so fucking exciting now! Alas, don't run away, eat your grandpa Xue Tian's big stick!"

Yes.

Hearing it right.

The person who was inseparable from the battle with Puaman at this moment was the former leader of the Black Wind Pirates, and now Xue Tian, ​​the elder of the Dharma Protector of the [Dingchang Chamber of Commerce].

A year ago, Xue Tian was afraid that he would not even dare to speak out in front of Pu Aman.

But now, not only do they dare to vent their anger, but they also dare to point at Pu Aman's nose and curse.

"Hey! Come again! If I don't give you a loose bone today, you won't know how many eyes Grandpa Xue Tian has grown, look at the big stick!"

ha!

Hey!

Xue Tian is a real villain.

Pu Aman on the opposite side is really about to get angry.

Can you imagine a wolf facing a pug, but because the pug was circulating a ghost armor, he was so frustrated that he was riding on his neck and peeing?

Pu Aman is enduring this torture.

"Get out! Get out! Get out!"

He hit Xue Tian with one blow, but his unparalleled power was all dissolved by the silver armor on Xue Tian's body, but he was hit by Xue Tian's big stick.

Damn.

This ghost armor not only has amazing defense, but also enhances Xue Tian's combat power!

A slag in the middle stage of the Spirit was transformed and could actually draw with Pu Aman at the peak of the Spirit.

Finally, the fight lasted for more than ten minutes.

Next to it, Lin Yang's voice sounded:

"Okay, Xue Tian, ​​let's just come here."

"Don't, boss, I haven't played enough yet! This is abusing Pu'aman, let me have a good time!"

Xiaotian...

The person next to him is about to vomit.

But Lin Yang became serious: "Stop."

"Okay!"

Xue Tian withdrew his stick and flashed, jumped directly to Lin Yang who was walking out of the side, and stepped back from his armor, as well as being "Xiaotian".

snort!

Opposite, Pu Aman leaned the evil star heavily on the ground, with white smoke spraying from his nose, so angry that he couldn't speak.

But the big guys watching next to him couldn't sit still.

"Mr. Lin, when will your silver king armor be mass-produced? Should our Tianxia Business Alliance have the 'priority right of refusal'?"

Huang Shang was the first to stand up, his old eyes full of excitement.

"Oh! Is there any shameless thing like the right of priority to purchase in the world? It's so funny..."

Next to it, the enchanting voice naturally came from Prince Baker: "Little Brother Lin Yang, you don't have to think about it at all. No matter what the poor guys around you offer you, I will give you three times the price of Tianzang Kingdom. We will ask for all this armor."

Your sister.

It’s so rich! Dead shemale!!

A piece of silver king armor has obviously made these big men lose their composure.

Mo Chaoran from the Fubo tribe rubbed his hands awkwardly at this time.
Chapter completed!