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Yunchuan,

There is a palace complex on the top of the mountain.

Dozens of men in black were standing neatly in the main hall. There were burning braziers all around the main hall. The whole hall was very bright, but it gave people a ghostly feeling.

As the footsteps from the back of the hall got closer and closer, these demon cultists all knelt down and shouted loudly,

"The blue sky is vast, good fortune and misfortune are rewarded!"

Even though my body dies, the holy fire will shine forever!"

"Congratulations to the leader for leaving seclusion!"

From behind the main hall, a middle-aged man in black robe slowly walked out.

One of his sleeves was empty.

It is Liu Baitian, the leader of the Demon Cult who has not appeared in Chapter 600!

Liu Baitian's remaining right hand held a dark bead.

He raised his eyes, glanced at everyone with cold eyes, and slowly said,

"After four years of seclusion, I finally broke through to the first level."

"Congratulations to the leader, the leader may live forever, and the holy flame of the holy religion will last forever!"

Everyone shouted in unison.

"Everyone, get up."

"As you command!"

All the men in black stood up one after another.

Liu Baitian glanced at the three people in front, his eyelids twitched, and he asked,

"Where are the people? Why are there just the three of you? Where are the others?"

Of those three people, one is an old man and two are middle-aged. One is fat and the other is thin. They are all third-grade strong men.

The three of them looked at each other, and then the old man stood up and said,

"Teacher, after you asked the deputy leader to lead the troops to the Yin Yang Sect, you went into seclusion again, so what happened later may not be clear."

"Didn't I only send the deputy leader and eight third-grade people? There are many more left. Where have they gone?"

Liu Baitian shouted angrily.

"Well... they're all dead."

"Finished dead?!"

Liu Baitian's pupils shrank suddenly. He had worked hard in seclusion to achieve breakthroughs in cultivation, and he was about to show off his skills and fight, but you told me that he was dead?

"How did you die?!"

"Um... To report back to the leader, when you fought Qingyu, three of them died. The deputy leader and the eight third-rank people who were sent to snatch the treasure of the Yin Yang Sect were also wiped out. All eight of them were killed by Han Yun. The deputy leader

He was also captured alive.

Later, the second-rank ancestor of the Sun family of Dawu, together with the five third-rank members in the sect, united with the barbarians to seize Dachuan's national destiny dragon energy, and..."

"What happened again? Did you miss?"

"They were all killed by Han Yun again."

"Han Yun? That useless person from the Yin Yang Sect, Han Yun? Can he kill so many people?"

The leader of the Demon Cult is a little crazy. He just closed his mind for a while. Why does it feel like he has changed to a different world when he comes out?

Twenty third-level experts, only three are dead?

"Yes, the leader is that loser Han Yun. He is actually pretending to be a loser. He has been hiding it all the time, just waiting to give us a fatal blow at the martial arts conference."

"This Han Yun is actually hiding so deep. An old woman is a cunning little thief!"

"There are a total of twenty third-grade people, and Han Yun killed fourteen of them by himself? Ridiculous, simply ridiculous! What grudge does he have against our Holy Religion?"

Liu Baitian gritted his teeth and shouted,

"Didn't you kill Han Yun to take revenge? Don't our holy religion also have four great protectors? Four second-grade ones can't kill Han Yun?"

"Can't kill."

"Why can't I kill him?"

"Compared to the eight great Bodhisattvas, our four great protectors are not at the same level."

"What does this Bodhisattva have to do with you?"

"Han Yun called out more than a dozen second-level men, fought with the eight great Bodhisattvas, and killed two Bodhisattvas."

"..."

When Liu Baitian heard this, he blinked his eyes and found it difficult to accept it for a moment.

However, as the leader of the Demon Cult, he always has a way.

"The Bodhisattvas of the Western Region are all trash. We have a good relationship with the demons and barbarians. Don't the demons still have eight kings? Those eight second-grades can't kill one Han Yun? Contact the Peacock King and take action together to kill Han Yun!"

"Can't contact you."

"what happened again?"

"The Peacock King was also killed by Han Yun."

"..."

"Then... Han Yun is so powerful, doesn't the court care about him? Won't he suppress him?"

"Han Yun is the king of Zhenbei in the imperial court."

"Send people to bribe officials, offer slanderous speeches, sow discord between the court and Han Yun, ask the old emperor to send people to kill Han Yun, let them fight among themselves, and we will reap the benefits!"

At this moment, Liu Baitian felt proud of his wisdom.

"Can't provoke."

"What's wrong? Why can't it be done this way or that way?"

"The old emperor is dead, and the new emperor is Han Yun who launched a coup and supported him with one hand. The two of them are brothers.

The most important thing is that Han Yun is now the only king with a different surname in Dachuan. He has a large number of soldiers, and he is the Grand Master of the dynasty. He is almost more powerful than the emperor. How can the emperor dare to mess with him? "

The air suddenly became very quiet, and an aura of embarrassment rose throughout the hall.

"How many years have I been in retreat?"

"Four years."

"Are you sure it's not four hundred years?"

Liu Baitian frowned, suddenly feeling like he was in another world.

How come the world has changed after all the changes?

"This Han Yun...why is he so fierce?"

Liu Baitian sighed leisurely.

"Yes, leader, Han Yun killed our holy sect, killed the king of the demon clan, killed the Bodhisattvas in the Western Regions, and also destroyed three countries in the Western Regions.

Now, in terms of power, status, reputation, and combat effectiveness, he can be regarded as the number one person in the world today."

The old man said respectfully.

"The first person? Humph, is there anyone in this world? I am here, how dare he be called the first person?"

"Master, you have been in seclusion for four years and have achieved what you have achieved today, but the things that my subordinates just said happened two years ago.

Han Yun has not taken action for two years, so no one knows how far he has grown.

After all, he is only in his twenties now and has such a terrifying record. In two years, there is a high possibility that he will advance to the next level."

The old man was an honest man and didn't care about the leader's face at all, even if the leader's face was extremely pale.

"Han Yun...Han Yun..."

Liu Baitian's eyes turned slightly red.

"This Han Yun will be the biggest obstacle to our plan to go north. He almost killed all the third-rank members of our holy sect, and also killed the second-rank members of the great Wusun family. For both public and private reasons, this revenge must be won.

Retribution, this person must be killed!"

"It doesn't matter if all the third-level warriors are almost dead. I will use the secret method to forcibly upgrade you fourth-level warriors to the third-class warriors. This will make up for the lack of third-class warriors.

In addition, we still have a force, how is Zeng Fanhai doing in the Land of Demonic Fall?"

Zeng Fanhai, the patriarch of the corpse refining family in the eastern Sichuan River, is the first person in the contemporary corpse refining technique.

When he was in the Demonic Land, Fairy Xuanyi discovered his identity and warned Han Yun.

"Let me tell you, Master Qi, we don't know that Zeng Fanhai is in the Land of Demonic Fall. Except for asking for materials as usual, no other information is leaked to the outside world. We don't know."

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