Chapter 152: Demon Sect Master

"Demon Dragon. The silent air above the hall was finally boiling with the arrival of the middle-aged bearded eyebrows.

Above the sect soil, the sect master of the Demon Sect, a strongman who has crossed the level of the Yushi Bridge at his own level, is enough to intimidate the heroes within this purple lightning realm.

Brush, in a few flashes, the figure of the demon dragon son has already appeared in the hall.

Call.

Through the transparent firelight, Zidian is now the only way to show this dragon man who is usually famous.

He has a face that is not inferior to that of any beautiful man, and half of the pupils that shoot out of the magical light, like two lightning rays that are flashing from time to time, and a faint smile is hung on both sides of his mouth.

Ordinary people who don't know the feeling of his martial arts at a glance, this is a very good person, but only people who really understand the viciousness of his methods will feel trembling from their hearts, this is a human demon who eats people and does not spit out bones, and his fierce heart is deeply whitewashed by his surface.

Unexpectedly, for the work of picking up the stars and the old demon, he really found the soil, above the main seat, the purple electric tiger eyes transformed into a light, stood up violently, and hugged his fists at the ancients and said: "I don't know if the sect master is here, and I hope the sect master will bear with it!"

"No, no. The demon dragon shook his head casually, waved his big sleeves, and then sat on the chair on the side as soon as his body moved, and glanced at the young man on the side, "Zidian, I think you also know the indicators that I came here today, and if you have more than that, it will be useless to ask for more, I only know that your Thunder Mansion is an earth dragon who has come to the end of the star-picking old demon, can you report me, is he still alive today!"

Knock, hearing this, Zidian's heart trembled.

"Huh. The young man on the side also laughed and said, "It seems that if Huo Bai can't come out of this way, I'm afraid this trip will not be good!"

Whew, and immediately, the air in the entire hall condensed again.

Zidian's mind crossed thousands of thoughts, and after a long time of silence, his eyes finally froze, and with a wave of his big hand, a strong wind immediately swept out.

Under the flickering fire, Zidian's posture quickly disappeared, and there was an angry voice in his mouth in the air, "Today's events, I Zidian has written down, and it will get everything back." In the middle of his breath, he was already Zheng who had dissipated into the pitch-black qi outside

"Huh. Looking at the ground in front of him, the two huge handwritings condensed by the energy released by the purple lightning, the faces of the demon dragon and the young man all flashed with a different look.

"Ye Yu. The demon dragon muttered in his mouth, and after glancing at the young man on the side, his body immediately moved, and he dissipated here in an instant.

"Hehe, funny, it seems that he is just a hairy head, but I don't know if it is the person in the old prophecy, and it just so happens that I don't have any job today, so let's go on it..."

Crackling, above the hall, there was only the sound of the fierce fire, and the night was quiet.

Inside the extremely cold and pitch-black Hengyu, Ye Yu sat cross-legged on top of the bed, running the bumpy energy water in his body from time to time, rumbling, bursts of depressed, like a thunderous and ordinary deep roaring sound, involving in this Hengyu, a faint black mangs covered his body surface, in the dark, it looked very weird.

"Buzz!"

In the space of Fang Yuan, the connection between the faint power of forgery and the power of space was flushed, like a layer of dream-like light, and it became a very strong technique for him to defend himself.

Let's ask, in a panicked situation, suddenly exert these two powerful techniques on the opponent, I am afraid that even if it is a wonderful hand of the Extreme Peak Realm of the Imperial Bridge, he will suffer a big loss under such a forced scene.

Whew, the time has passed for a long time, and within the silent Hengyu, a mouthful of dirty gas was spit out by Ye Yuchang, brushing, and a pair of eyes that had been closed for a long time opened suddenly, and two rays of light that seemed to be condensed in their true colors flashed in the depths of his pupils.

Looking at the extremely cold moonlight inside the outside world, a cool breeze blowing from outside the window, the bone-penetrating coldness made Ye Yu shiver.

"Huh. Feeling the abundant and surging energy in his body, in the darkness, a bright smile appeared on Ye Yu's face, "The late realm of Yushi Bridge!"

After these few days of pranayama, Ye Yu has finally kept his own level above this level, and he has made another step forward in the path of martial arts cultivation.