A few minutes later.

The men and horses of the Thirteen Gates of Qingyun stopped under the Great Wall, led by a middle-aged noblewoman, wearing a long purple skirt and embroidering the logo of the Thirteen Gates of Qingyun on her chest.

Her name is Li Erniang, ranked second among the thirteen sects of Qingyun, she has cultivated to the sky, has many means, and is ruthless, she is definitely a female devil.

In addition to her, there are four other sect masters and the handsome young man who is going to fight this time.

"It's a lot of fun!" quipped.

"A group of frogs at the bottom of the well! Seeing a real immortal sect like us, how can there be no reason not to run over and kneel ~ lick!" Li Erniang said disdainfully.

glanced at the top of the Great Wall, the people and horses on it, and when he saw her gaze, he subconsciously looked away, not daring to look at her, as if she was not a human being, but a fierce beast that chose people and devoured them.

"Let's go up!" Li Erniang sneered.

Whoosh!!

I saw a group of them, one by one, with one foot on the ground, their bodies shaking, and they rushed towards the Great Wall dozens of feet high, and in a few flashes, they had already landed on the Great Wall.

"Get out of the way!" Li Erniang snorted coldly.

The surrounding people and horses, whether it was the Dragon Group, the four major families, or other forces, etc., all retreated to the back under Li Erniang's drink.

"Hmph, useless thing!" Li Erniang sneered.

His eyes fell on the handsome young man, and he smiled.

"Old Thirteen, this battle has played out the reputation of my Qingyun Thirteen Gates, don't fall into the prestige of my Qingyun Thirteen Gates!"

"Second sister, please rest assured, the thirteenth brother will not let you down!" said the young man respectfully.

"Hmm. Li Erniang nodded.

At the moment, the handsome young man is not delaying time, a little under his feet, stepping on some kind of powerful body, chic and elegant, between a few shakes, he has reached the top of the Great Wall.

Standing indifferently on the top of the Great Wall with his hands on his back, he roared domineeringly: "Who is the god of death? Get out of the door master!!

With the blessing of his cultivation, the voice turned into a terrifying wave of qi and rolled backwards in all directions.

In the ears of the people, it was like a thunderclap, and their ears were numb, and it took a long time to recover.

When his voice fell, there was a commotion in the crowd.

"This is really the last ranked sect master of the Thirteen Sects of Qingyun? The strength is terrifying! Just by roaring, I will be shocked to spit blood, and my internal organs are about to fall apart, if he is specifically aimed at me, then wouldn't I be killed directly?"

"So strong! What a pervert! is worthy of being one of the thirteen masters of the Thirteen Sects of Qingyun, this strength is really too strong. ”

"There's a good show to watch now, no matter how powerful the Grim Reaper is, but compared to this one, I'm afraid it's not a little bit worse!"

"Who says it's not! The Grim Reaper is still too young! If he concentrates on cultivating for a few years, I'm afraid that the thirteen sect masters of the Thirteen Sects of Qingyun will not be his opponent together! But now, the Grim Reaper is still not good!"

The surrounding martial arts powerhouses said in horror one by one.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Night Thirteen was very satisfied with this effect, but his words fell, and he didn't see the god of death come out for a long time, which slapped him in the face.

Thinking of this, Night Thirteen let out a low roar again, this time using fifty percent of his strength.

"Death, you shrunken turtle! The master of this door has already come, how long do you want to hide? If it's a man, get out of here!" Night Thirteen snorted coldly.

The terrifying wave of qi, the group of martial arts powerhouses around the shock, one by one, their scalps were numb, and a trace of blood came out of their mouths, and some people who were weak in cultivation were even more incontinent when they were drunk.

"Hmph! The time has not yet come, and the god of death will naturally not appear! Since the battle has been made, it generally refers to the noon hour, and when the time reaches twelve o'clock, the main lord will appear! You Qingyun Thirteen Sects have come early, do you want to play prestige here?" Ning Jianyi, the deputy leader of the dragon group, said coldly.

With a single step, a terrifying momentum erupted from his body.

He came here this time to avenge his son Ning Caiheng, who had died unjustly, but more for the remnants of the Dzi of Fate.

Others are afraid of him Qingyun Thirteen Sects, as the deputy leader of the Dragon Group, Ning Jianyi will not be afraid of him.

"Ning Jianyi, why do you want to learn a thing or two with the master of this sect in advance?" Ye Thirteen said coldly.

He naturally knew a group of high-level people in the Dragon Group.

"It's not too late to wait until you pass the Grim Reaper level!" Ning Jianyi said coldly.

"Hmph!" Night Thirteen snorted coldly and glanced downward, everyone subconsciously lowered their heads, not daring to look at them, seeing that Night Thirteen had just been swept away by Ning Jianyi's face, this was a little better.

"Death, listen to the master of this sect, once it is noon, if you haven't come yet, the master of this door will definitely lead the elite of the door to eradicate all your Nether Temple!" Leaving a cruel sentence, Night Thirteen sat down on the ground with his legs crossed.

As the time was postponed, it was getting closer and closer to noon, and it was still three seconds away, and it was almost noon, and all the people present were in an uproar.

"Isn't death scared?"

"Young people! When you meet a weak person, you will step on it fiercely, and when you meet a strong person, you will naturally pretend to be a grandson!"

"It's noon with three seconds left, and I guess the Grim Reaper is scared to pee. ”

A group of martial arts powerhouses were talking one after another.

"Look, there's a black figure over there, it's too fast, in a flash, it's a distance of hundreds of feet, it should be the Grim Reaper!"

"After all, it's still too young! Young people just love face too much, and they don't even care about life or death for the sake of face!"

"Who says it's not! Although the god of death can destroy the protector dragon Wu Xunhuan, compared to the night thirteen, it is not a little worse!"

Whoosh!!

In a few flashes, Zhang Chen had already landed on the top of the Great Wall.

Seeing Zhang Chen coming, everyone below closed their mouths, for fear that Zhang Chen would hear it the next moment and be killed by him.

Today, Zhang Chen is wearing a black suit, which is made by the royal master of the Y country, Thoma you * Jack.

Under the backdrop of this black suit, Zhang Chen is even more handsome.

"You are Zhang Chen, the god of death?" said Night Thirteen arrogantly.

"I am!" Zhang Chen nodded indifferently.

"You're the one who killed the Qingfeng Elder of my Qingyun Thirteen Sects and destroyed the Chief Helmsman of the Thirteen Gates?" asked Night Thirteen again.

"Yes!" Zhang Chen cherished the words like gold.

"Hmph, Death, you are so bold, looking at your age, it is estimated that you are not eighteen, right?