"Dark Wuya, do you want to die again?"

In the dead and silent void, the broken and rotten ancient ship slowly advanced, and the old and hoarse sound filled the sea, like the bitter north wind filled with coldness and coldness.

With a word, the whole world is silent!

The middle-aged scholar, Xu Feng, the seventh elder, and Master Le Chen all had a dark and silent expression, and their eyes were extremely terrifying.

The lawless little demon!

Who is this person?

He actually called Wu Tian a little demon. You should know that the old demon is the original true demon, and he is the seventh supreme emperor of the Demon Realm. He is also the overlord in the Three Thousand Worlds.

If you can be called a lawless little demon, you must be an existence that reaches the top in a great world that is equal to the primitive demon realm.

First, the Dead Domain Fallen, now the Dark Domain Evil Spirit has emerged, and now such a terrifying strong man has emerged. What secrets are hidden in the Devil's Sea?

"I'm so stupid. I dare to call myself a little demon, but I dare to call myself a name."

"Old guy, who is your road, and who is your last name? Do you dare to leave a wrist?"

"Tell me quickly if you know the appearance, I am an undead ghost."

The old demon Wutian was stunned, and the phantom moved closer to Jiang Lang, but his whole body was still as powerful as a rainbow, with a vast power, showing the power of the great supreme devil realm.

hiss!

The boss is here, I won’t be slapped in the face again today!

I recognize me, also known as a little demon, and I also know how I died, and I am a deceased person.

There are only a few dead people in the gloomy ghost place in the Deadland.

No...it wasn't him!

Not good, not good, it’s a big deal. If it were him, it would be very cold today!

He is from the same era as the three super old and immortal ancestors in my primitive demon realm.

"The little demon Wutian, have you guessed who I am?"

"I'd better release someone quickly. Do you really want to die again?"

On the broken and decaying ancient ship, the ghost mask figure tangled with endless death aura made a sound. The cold and silent sound made the void seem to be solidified, and the temperature in the air dropped sharply by dozens of degrees, making people seem to be in an ice hell.

"So what... it's really you...?"

"You are not the real body coming, but you are just a projection after you die. What's the point of fear?"

"The saints of combat power in this world are at their limit. With the behavior of you old ghosts, you have never been so polite to the living."

"Old ghost, I almost got your trap. It turns out that you were afraid, and I thought you wouldn't take my eldest saint seriously?"

The old devil Wutian gradually calmed down. Although he was still very weak inside, Jiang Lang, a cheap boss, really didn't start to be as careful as he did. After all, the peak combat power of Shenzhou is now a saint. The old ghost is definitely not a real person, and it is not even a projection. He is likely to control other people's bodies.

Since that’s the case, why are I afraid? Although I don’t know what happened in China?

But just by suppressing the world to such an extent, it is enough to explain the problem.

The world of China has changed drastically, and these ghosts and evil spirits are definitely here to find opportunities.

"Hahaha!"

"The little demon Wutian, once he died, he became much smarter."

"Yes, I am indeed not a true body, and I don't even count the projection, and I am using someone else's body. A saint from the front of 100,000 in the West Sea has a wisp of true spirit that has not yet been destroyed."

"Young man, your name is Jiang Lang, right? I haven't seen the inheritor of the Xuanmen Sect for many years. If the land changes today, you can still become a saint, and it is not an exaggeration to call you a genius."

"I can send you to Skull Island and I won't bother you about killing three of my subordinates. As long as you let go, you will hand over the girl in your hand."

"From now on, we will not interfere with the river water, and we will be in peace."

"You can agree with this suggestion."

The ghost mask figure stared at Jiang Lang above the sky, making an extremely frivolous and unrestrained laughter. Since Jiang Lang and his party stepped into this place, they have been peeping secretly. This young man named Jiang Lang is indeed amazing.

Realm can be disguised, cultivation can be concealed, and divine will cannot deceive people.

The authentic inheritance of Xuanmen!

Dragon clan talented origin technique.

More importantly, the soul light is very strong, at most it is only a hundred years old, a hundred years old saint, and a saint who has cultivated in the world of China.

Talent, talent, and understanding can be imagined. Once such a person leaves China and descends to the three thousand great worlds, he will be honored as the emperor in the future.

Great opportunity is coming, so it is not advisable to cause many troubles at this time.

Besides, it is really an unknown act to get into evil with such a saint.

"Ha! It's really rare! When did these old ghosts be so easy to talk to? When I was traversing the Three Thousand Worlds, I had a lot of dealing with these ghosts, and actually took the initiative to compromise. There is something strange about this. What do you think, Jiang Lang?"

"Xiao Meow, there are only two types of things. One is that she has a big plan and is afraid of bad things when she gets into trouble. The other is that she delays the military strategy and wants to try my depth to see what she wants to achieve."

"Bah! I know that these ghosts are uneasy and don't talk nonsense to them, and I'll cook them all for me."

"Xiao Miao, that's a saint. I'm not so arrogant that I can fight against a saint."

"Silly, slag, waste, is the Jinghong Fairy Sword I gave you? As long as one percent of its power, it can knock him out without even slag. There is a saying that you earthlings say is not to be careless about life and death, and do it if you don't accept it? Look at the time travelers on your earth, who are not going to go to heaven, and you can't even kill a saint, so how can you become an immortal? You can't just talk about enlightenment and becoming an immortal, and spreading across the diverse universe."

"Xiao Miao, if you ask me to use the fairy sword to cut a ghost, wouldn't it defile the reputation of the fairy sword? Aren't you one of the overlords of the multiverse universe? There is no trick to defeat the enemy without fighting."

"Bah! Jiang Lang, you can't use the fairy sword! Don't pretend to me here. Tell me what kind of damage you have? You earthlings can't do anything else, and all of them are at the top of your level."

"Xiao Miao, what's the truth? Can that be called fooling? I want to save this possessed saint, but is your name of Fairy Mie Jue good? Can you cover it..."

"Bah! Jiang Lang, you know a hammer. This meow was a name that was made in the past. What is a mere little ghost? Even the kings in the dead domain were overturned by meow over the coffin board. Just this little ghost, a mere deceased person who awakened and reborn. Once my name came out, I could scare him to death in minutes... Jiang Lang, you bastard, and I was a routine meow..."

"Xiao Miao, thank you. Why should you do the vulgar and reckless behavior without fighting?"

"Bah! Jiang Lang, you are a scumbag earthling, you think so beautifully. As the owner of the Seven Treasures Xuanhuang Tower, you still want to get along. Relying on my name as a mighty person, you will be your dream of spring and autumn! I will seal you now, so that you will definitely not be able to tell my name."

"Xiao Miao, come on, this is a saint! What did you ask me to use to push me? If I lose today, my senior brother's character will collapse."

"Jiang Lang, you are the master of the Qibao Xuanhuang Tower, and the successor of the multi-dimensional universe. That one is truly famous all the way. Even my cat will challenge you more than 3,000 worlds and enter the multi-dimensional universe. If you want to hide under the big tree to enjoy the cool air, don't even think about it, either blow up this ghost or run away!"

“…”

Xiao Miao's mysterious seven-colored treasure light directly sealed Jiang Lang's consciousness, making him unable to express his name at all. He wanted to enjoy his achievements and fool him, so he dreamed!

Jiang Lang, his reputation is made, and his face is made by his fists, not by others, but by others for a while. So what about the future?

Therefore, you have to walk the path of cultivation yourself.
Chapter completed!