The Steward Demonic Emperor Chapter 835: Vengeance of the dead

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The spring is shining, the sun is shining, and the gentle spring breeze is blowing on the calm lake, rippling ripples. The warm breath caressed the surrounding bushes of flowers and trees, which made this vigorous plant become lazy.

The willow waist bends lightly, charming for a while!

However, in this gentle and secluded beauty, a figure in a black robe looks extremely cold, like a ghost that has just crawled out of hell, with a trembling chill all over the body, quietly Standing in the middle of the lake.

Om!

Slowly raising his hand, the person tapped in the virtual space, and a substantial spatial ripple suddenly appeared, which continued to spread to the surroundings.

The corner of his mouth grinned slightly, and the man couldn't help but chuckle and murmured: "It seems that this is the guardian barrier of the Skywalking Sect. Although I have never been here before, the direction I am looking for is really You got it right!"

As soon as the voice fell, but after hearing a violent sound, a dark thunder flame flashed across the man's left pupil. In the next moment, a dark flame was also blazing in the void, but in the blink of an eye, the invisible void immediately burned a three-meter-long hole, showing a different kind of scenery behind it.

With a sneer, the man stepped forward comfortably and walked inside leisurely. At the same time, ear-piercing buzzing sounded quickly, spreading across every corner of the sect thousands of miles away in an instant.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack..."

A scream of exclamation sounded one after another, but it took a while, and the black-robed man was already crowded in front of him, blocking his way. Looking around, there are tens of thousands of people, mostly disciples around the Shenzhao Realm, and only a few are at the peak of Shenzhao, near the Huaxu Realm.

When that person saw this, he couldn't help but shook his head and curled his lips and said: "Oh, the Skywalk Sect is also the third sect at any rate. After the sect is broken, the people who come out are all small dolls of the gods, even the sky. All appeared. Why, are your sect elders and worship dead?"

"Why, where is the madman, dare to trespass into my Skywalking Sect, don't kill me?"

However, at this moment, but after hearing the sound of breaking through the air, a familiar figure suddenly appeared in front of the person 100 meters away, still shouting as arrogantly as before: "You don't want to find someone A master of the Void Realm, this son is here to accompany you to play. Hmph, I want to see us enshrine the elders, I am afraid you are not worthy of the strength of the first layer of Void!"

The body was slightly stagnant, the black-robed man stopped and looked up at the man, but he couldn't help but shook his head with a smile, but made no sound.

When the rest of the people saw it, they couldn't help being elated, and the flattery stood up: "The young master is mighty, as soon as you appear, this person will not dare to shout again. It is indeed an example of our disciples!"

"Yes, after all, the young master is also a hero who shines in the Double Dragon Meeting. With you sitting here, why the elders should come forward and kill this foreign enemy in every minute? Hehehe..."

The admiration of the people around him is endless, and the young master seems to be very useful, holding his head triumphantly, squinting at the dark shadow below.

But when the black-robed man heard it, he made a puff and couldn't help but laugh. The contempt and contempt in it could be clearly seen by anyone.

The pupils couldn't help but stare, and the young master couldn't help but shout out: "What are you laughing at?"

"I laughed at you outside the wall and inside the wall, what is the hero of the Double Dragon Club, do you really have any outstanding performance at the Double Dragon Club?" Can not help but laugh silently, the black robe man said quietly: "Ren Cong , You are deceiving you that these juniors have never been to the Ssangyong Club, bragging about being addicted here."

The body couldn't help but shake, and the young master was shocked. That's right, this person is the Sect Master of Tianxing Sect, Ren Xiaoyun's son, Ren Cong.

It is reasonable to say that he is also a genius disciple, who reached the state of transforming the virtual world at a young age, but he is not so prominent on the boundary of Xizhou.

Especially in the Double Dragon Club, with a wealth of talents, he was the first genius of the Skywalking Sect, but when he got there, he was repaired so miserably.

But about this matter, he can't come back and talk about it, otherwise, where will his face be put? So I had to make myself a tragic hero, so the juniors were framed to death in the tricks of the masters of the magic road, and he was the only one who fought to the end and fought to the end.

So far, his prestige in the sect has grown stronger, and he is more admired by the other disciples.

As the future heir to the sect, prestige is the most important, and the elders of the sect who know the inside story will not expose it.

But now, such a weird person suddenly appeared. He seemed quite clear about his ugliness at the Double Dragon Meeting. He couldn't help but gritted his teeth and said: "Who are you?"

"Who? Hahaha..."

Can't help but sneer, the black-robed man slowly raised his head, revealing the face that made Ren Cong hate from the bottom of his heart, and jokingly said: "Master Ren, may I ask your chrysanthemum to be okay, is it still faintly painful now? What?"

He couldn't help but twitching hard, Ren Cong's body shook suddenly, and he realized that there was indeed some discomfort behind his buttocks, and he snarled angrily: "Zhuo Fan, it turned out to be you, you haven't Dead?"

"Dead?"

Unconsciously, Zhuo Fan raised his brows, but Zhuo Fan suddenly sneered: "Who knows, maybe I'm dead now. But seeing you **** live so happily, I'm not happy. It is bound to pull you to **** together, so that you can feel at ease!"

"Son **** fart, pretending to be a ghost!" With a sudden wave of his hand, Ren Cong cursed loudly.

Looking at him deeply, Zhuo Fan shook his head noncommittal: "I pretend to be a ghost? Ha ha ha... Maybe I am an undead now, an undead who will drag all of you to hell. !"

Speaking, Zhuo Fan's eyes were faint, showing a naked cold light.

When Ren Cong saw this, he felt his body tremble, and couldn't help taking a step back, but he was a little timid. He still understands Zhuo Fan’s strength. With his strength alone, he is not an opponent at all, but in front of so many juniors, he can’t recognize counseling. I want to drag all of us to hell. It’s a joke. An arrogant person like you is not worthy of this young man to do it himself, and someone will come to me!"

Uh!

The body couldn't help but stagnate, and all the disciples couldn't help but froze. They all looked at Ren Cong with puzzled expressions, but they lingered.

I said, Young Master, you can’t play with your temper. Yes, we know that you are precious and disdain to do things with this kind of person, but you also have to see what kind of strength the people next to you are.

Everyone is at best the realm of the gods, people are at least the masters of transforming the virtual world, even if they just break through, they are also the realm of transforming virtual. If you let us come forward, doesn't it mean that we are sent to death?

Here you are in the realm of transforming the virtual world. What are you talking nonsense, hurry up!

Everyone looked at Ren Cong with Qiyi's gaze. Ren Cong also looked at them so straight, stiff and motionless, very embarrassed and slanderous.

A bunch of kids who don't know the importance of it, do you think you can win with this son? Lao Tzu's **** is still hurting now, how can I do it with such a monster again? Let's wait for the elders to enshrine them.

By the way, how come they are so slow...

Ren Cong waited anxiously, and all the disciples looked at him expectantly. For a while, everyone's eyes were staring, and it was so frozen, and the scene was very strange.

Zhuo Fan looked around and saw the clue, he couldn't help but laugh, and took a violent step, then suddenly rushed to Ren Cong: "Since no one wants to go, then you go, Master Ren, you are not The hero at the Ssangyong Club? Now let you brothers and sisters take a good look at their heroic figure, hahaha..."

"Okay!" The rest of the disciples also yelled with excitement as they watched the excitement.

"What a shit!"

He couldn't help but twitched, Ren Cong glared at them fiercely, and he was almost crying. Where is Zhuo Fan’s opponent? He was beaten and fell on the ground after two or three rounds. die.

This bunch of careless boys, you still really believe me when I usually brag about it. Now that people are really hitting the door, you just pushed me out, and you killed me!

So, Ren Cong hated the brothers who would sell the boss when this happened, and hurriedly waved his wrist to Zhuo Fan, yelling: "Wait, don't, I didn't want to do it with you !"

"But I want to do it with you, hahaha..." With a big laugh, Zhuo Fan didn't care at all, and he rushed to Ren Cong in an instant.

The pupils couldn't help but shrink, Ren Cong's heart was horrified, and he hurriedly regressed back and forth. He was already horrified and didn't know what to do. He didn't even have Yuanli defense.

However, at this moment, a loud shout suddenly sounded: "Stop hurting my son!"

Shoo!

A sound of breaking through the air, along with the gurgling and powerful pressure, an unusually burly figure suddenly appeared in front of Ren Cong, and then struck Zhuo Fan with a punch.

With a slight jump of his eyelids, Zhuo Fan also flicked his fist with the same unicorn arm, flashing red light.

Touch!

There was a loud noise, and Zhuo Fan flew back and returned to the spot. The man was squeezing to the ground, and stepped back ten meters, just stopped.

A clear mark has been drawn on the ground under my feet, and the fist that is swinging is also trembling slightly.

"Sovereign!"

There was a loud shout, and dozens of breaking noises came from the air. Dozens of old men came to the person and shouted eagerly, all exuding a powerful aura.

Slowly waved his hand, Ren Xiaoyun's expression was extremely solemn, and he stared at the figure of Zhuo Fan in the distance, and said coldly: "Who on earth, your excellency, is going to break into my Skywalking Sect?"

"Father, he is Zhuo Fan, here for revenge!"

Zhuo Fan hasn't answered yet, Ren Cong on the side can't wait to start a small report, and his eyes suddenly show resentment and pride. Now Lao Tzu’s helper is here, Zhuo Fan, you are dead, hahaha...

But when he heard this, Ren Xiaoyun's pupils shrank, and he asked inconceivably: "What, you are Zhuo Fan, you are not dead yet?"

"Hehehe...It doesn't matter whether I die or not. The point is, everyone here deserves to die today!" Zhuo Fan faintly uttered a strange arc across the corner of his mouth.

The body shook slightly, Ren Xiaoyun stared at him tightly, but suddenly laughed: "Hahaha...what a dead soul, who has come for revenge, presumably some time ago, the devil You did the tragedy of Ce Zong and Xuan Tian Zong. But don’t compare our Tian Xing Zong with those two. Now that you are here today, then Ben Zong will send you to **** again. . And this time, this sect will make you completely dead, and you will never wake up again!"

"Oh, so sure?" He raised his brows, Zhuo Fan curled his lips in disdain, and laughed out loud...