Controlling the entire seven top ten small worlds, even the desolate lord has lived for endless years and experienced countless world events, and at this moment, the desolate lord is also extremely excited.

"Listen, my plan is to win the Gou Realm, dispatch five Saint Kings, and go to destroy Ye Leng, hehe, I want Ye Leng to know that his so-called Heavenly Court is just a joke. The Lord of the Wasteland spoke.

As the lord of the Win Hook Realm, Ying Chu nodded hurriedly, without the slightest disobedience, and said: "Obey, besides, when will you do it?"

"Half a month later, I learned that the people of the Dao Alliance also want to do something to Ye Leng, and Ye Leng seems to have a very terrifying treasure in his hand, in short, you wait for the people of the Dao Alliance to make a move with Ye Leng, and then take the opportunity to act, Ye Leng will die, and his treasure will also be brought back to me. The desolate lord thought for a moment and said.

Now, having subdued seven powerful small worlds, the power in the hands of the desolate lord is amazingly strong, but he will not be arrogant, if he can reap the benefits of the fisherman, why not.

Ying Chu immediately nodded and took the order.

"You also go back to your own little world first, and I will contact you if I have any orders. The desolate lord glanced at the remaining six small world lords and said lightly.

The six of them hurriedly saluted the desolate lord and left.

Here in the desolate hall, there is only the desolate master left, to be honest, his mood at the moment is really complicated.

Excitement, ecstasy, and pride.

After all, after controlling seven small world masters, in the future, there will not be many people in this world who can compete with him.

At most, there is only one holy land, plus a human emperor, as for Ye Leng, from beginning to end, he can't get into his eyes.

"There is also a land of chaos, the strong people of the land of chaos are not weaker than the opposite land, and even, maybe stronger, but the strong people of the land of chaos will not easily appear in the world, that is to say, my opponent is the holy land and the emperor of men after all. The desolate lord muttered to himself.

Then, he couldn't help but laugh faintly.

Once, the Human Emperor and the Holy Land were both mountains pressing on his head, but now, he has become a Great Sage, and he still has the combined power of the eight top ten small worlds under his hands, so he finally has the strength to wrestle with the Holy Land and the Human Emperor.

Thinking of this, the desolate lord couldn't help laughing, he had lived for a long time, and today, was the happiest day.

However, suddenly, the face of the desolate lord changed, and he thought of something, and he walked quickly back to the backyard.

In the backyard, there is a secret room here, which is very hidden, and there are many forbidden secret rooms.

With the strength of the desolate master, he still laid a lot of prohibitions in this secret room, which shows that the things in this secret room must be amazing.

In fact, there wasn't much in the code, just an old oil lamp.

The oil lamp was burning, and the pale yellow wick was emitting a faint glow.

However, as soon as the Lord of the Waste came in, he slammed and knelt down towards the oil lamp.

"Emissary, I have used the soul bell you gave me to control some people, and I think that with such strength, I am not far from controlling this world. The desolate lord was extremely respectful, and after kneeling, he spoke.

The oil lamp suddenly vibrated twice, and a faint virtual shape appeared, and the shape of the former virtual shape kept changing, and slowly, turned into an illusory figure.

"This realm is too weak, if you can't even conquer this realm, then you are useless. The phantom stared at the desolate lord and said.

A cold sweat broke out on the desolate lord's body in an instant, and then, he immediately swore to the sky and said, "Messenger, don't worry, give me time, I will be able to control this realm sooner or later." ”

"Huh......" the void snorted, and then pointed at the desolate lord's forehead.

Immediately, a mysterious message appeared in the mind of the desolate master.

"This is a cultivation method, much more powerful than the exercises you are cultivating now, give it to you now. Imaginary said.

Sensing the information in his mind, the desolate lord was simply ecstatic.

"Go out, nothing important, don't bother me. Imaginary said.

The desolate lord hurriedly said yes, and then quickly left the secret room.

With this exercise in his mind, the desolate master is confident that his strength will definitely increase exponentially.

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In the blink of an eye, another ten days had passed, and Ye Leng was still cultivating, and at this time, here in the Dao Alliance, the desolate ghosts and the desolate forces were waiting for the Dao Alliance leader to come out.

In a quiet room, a figure with a face shrouded in a dark mask sits quietly at a desk.

The desolate ghost and the desolate were standing aside respectfully, and they had to be respectful, because the masked person in front of them was the leader of the alliance.

To be honest, they knew that the alliance leader was very powerful, and his strength was enough to crush them, but even they didn't know how strong the alliance leader was.

"You guys, what's the matter?" the leader of the Dao Alliance glanced at the two of them and said lightly.

"Dao Master, that's the case, we met an enemy named Ye Leng, Ye Leng is just a saint's strength, but he has a strange treasure in his hand, it is a very tattered looking cloth ......" the desolate ghost hurriedly said.

Next, the desolate ghost spent ten minutes telling the situation of their battle with Ye Leng as it was.

"A piece of cloth, it is rumored that in the Heavenly Court, the first generation of the Lord of the Heavenly Court also had a rag in his hand, called the Shroud, which is not a thing in this world, but has supreme divine might, the Ye Leng you are talking about, the rag in his hand, is it rumored that the first generation of the Lord of the Heavenly Court is the thing. After listening to the words of the desolate ghost, the Dao Lord thought for a moment and said lightly.

The desolate ghost and the desolate were all stunned for a while, Ye Leng did say at that time that the rag in his hand was called the shroud, and in this way, it was right.

The shroud in Ye Leng's hand must be the shroud owned by the first generation of Heavenly Court Lords.

"Dao Master, it seems that the shroud in Ye Leng's hand is not small, so, is there any way to restrain it?"

This time, the Dao Master was silent for a long time, and then, with a thought in his hand, there was suddenly a gray-black three-legged stone tripod.

"The method of restraint, I don't know, but this small tripod in my hand is a thing from another realm obtained by accident, extremely powerful, under the destruction, it can shatter and destroy the stars with one blow, and now it is given to you to use, think about it, with the power of the small tripod, at least it can resist the shroud. ”

The desolate ghost and the desolate Li were overjoyed and carefully took over the stone ding.

"This is a rare treasure in the world, when you are done with it, send it back to me, go. The Dao Master said lightly.

The desolate lord and the desolate master, the two of them nodded hurriedly, with this Xiaoding, thinking about it, it is not difficult for them to kill Ye Leng.

Even, with this stone ding, they still have a chance to snatch Ye Leng's shroud.