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As the figure walked in, the sound of the bell became more and more crisp, and Wang Yi's lowered gaze quietly glanced at the waist of the visitor.

A trace of imperceptible exclamation flashed in his calm eyes, Wang Yi never thought that he had just cast the Great Thousand Mirror of the Divine Soul Treasure, and he would see another Divine Soul Treasure so soon, I have to say that the things in the world are always inexplicable, and there is a mystery that is difficult for ordinary people to understand, and the two rare Divine Soul Treasures in the world are gathered together like this.

"I've seen the Torture Hall Elder. ”

Seeing the person coming, the three deacons of the torture hall glanced at each other, and their faces showed a trace of joy, they didn't expect the elder to come in person, and the timing was just right, you must know that things have reached this point and are no longer under their control, if things are allowed to deteriorate, no matter what the final result is, the three of them will not be able to escape a charge of mishandling after all.

Hearing this, Wang Yi did not hesitate, and bowed to the person who came, because he knew that this person who came like a lion should be the person in charge of the torture hall, Elder Ming Evil.

The main seat sat still, and Ming Evil patrolled the surroundings, just like a lion patrolling his territory, and the atmosphere in the torture hall suddenly became solidified for a while.

"Mingming, why didn't you stay in your cave today, but came to my small place?"

The voice of light and evil was faint, and I couldn't hear joy and anger.

Hearing this, Ming's face became more and more difficult to look at, and it was as dark as the bottom of a pot for a while, but even if he was angry in his heart, Mingming Zhenren didn't dare to attack for a while, because although he and Ming Evil were real people at the same time, Ming Evil was a real person in Zifu, and in this Yuheng line, except for the Taoist ancestor who saw the head and the tail of the dragon, as long as the real person Minghu could suppress him.

I didn't dare to be angry, but I forced a smile, and the bright real person arched his hand at Ming Evil, and said:

"You are laughing at it, but today I was abrupt, and I will visit you another day. ”

After speaking, with a wave of his sleeves, he turned around and left, and before leaving, he glanced at Wang Yi with slightly red eyes, the meaning of which was self-evident.

In this regard, Wang Yi's expression remained unchanged, as if he didn't see it, and the Ming Evil on the main throne didn't say anything when he looked at the back of Mingliang leaving, so he quietly watched him leave, but this is normal, after all, although the Ming Evil real person can force Mingliang with his own strength, but that's all, the real person who is also in the same vein of Yuheng, Ming Evil is not good to be too stiff with Mingming. Of course, the main reason is that the current Wang Yi is not worth it.

Retracted his gaze and looked at Wang Yi, who was standing aside with his head bowed as if he was fine, a strange look flashed in his evil eyes, this kid was really beyond his expectations, he didn't expect him to be able to do this.

You must know that he has already arrived in the torture hall, but he has not appeared, originally he planned to save Wang Yi's life at the moment of life and death for the sake of the old guy's face, but unfortunately in the end there was no chance for him to make a move.

"Are you guilty?"

Glancing at Wang Yi, the real person said lightly.

Although the eyes of the evil real people were calm and the tone was flat, Wang Yi was tense, as if he was being targeted by something terrifying.

Whew, the Great Thousand Realms hung high in the sea of knowledge, shaking slightly, Wang Yi forcibly suppressed the throbbing in his heart, bowed to the Ming and Evil True People on the main throne and said:

"I don't know. ”

"Hmm~~~"

The body straightened suddenly, the tone was raised, the eyes bloomed with a sharp light, the real person was full of momentum, and there was no half of the previous calm, maybe this was his true face.

Suddenly pressed by the fierce momentum of the real person, Wang Yi's figure couldn't help but stagnate, almost standing unsteadily, and the true qi in his body flowed several times, and finally recovered. I have to say that compared with Jindan Zhenren, Zifu Zhenren is much stronger, and he can see the leopard in terms of momentum.

"Huh~~"

Looking at Wang Yi, who was gradually gaining a foothold, the Ming Evil True couldn't help but let out a soft sigh in his mouth. However, although he was surprised in his heart, the momentum on his body became thicker and thicker, and finally it almost condensed into substance.

The storm on the flat ground rose, and under the huge momentum of the Ming and Evil True People, a storm had already been set off in the torture hall, and the three deacons of the torture hall had long been unable to hold on and retreated.

Feeling very difficult, a sharp light flashed in his dark eyes, Wang Yi didn't dare and couldn't have the slightest reservation, and directly took out the Immortal Sword.

The long sword was in his hand, and his whole body was full of momentum, although Wang Yi did not swing the sword to slash, but he became one with the long sword, evolving the sword with his body, evolving the edge with his momentum, and slashed fiercely at the momentum pressed by the real people of Ming and Evil.

The two collided, and under the momentum of the Ming and Evil Real People, although Wang Yi could not cut the waves, he finally won a foothold for himself.

Just for a long time, with the passage of the world, Wang Yi's situation is becoming more and more difficult, under the continuous pressure of the real people of Ming and Evil, Wang Yi can only continue to rein in his edge. But even so, according to this situation, Wang Yi will not be able to last long.

And at this time, Wang Yi suddenly felt loose, and the weight that was originally pressing on him receded like a tide in an instant, leaving no trace.

Whew, he took a light breath, calmed his breath, looked up at the real person, Wang Yi was silent, and didn't say a word.

On the main throne, watching Wang Yi behave like this, the serious face of the Ming and Evil True People couldn't help but show a hint of appreciation.

"Alright, that's all for today, you can go back. ”

After speaking, the real person relaxed, slowly closed his eyes, and began to close his eyes to recuperate.

After Wang Yi heard this, his expression moved, he saluted the real person who was evil, and slowly retreated. He knew that the purpose of his coming here today had basically been achieved, and he believed that it would not be long before what happened in this torture hall today would reach the ears of some well-intentioned people, and then they would have to weigh whether they could bear Wang Yi's anger if they wanted to make any moves.

"Boy, you're very good, you didn't lose your master. ”

When Wang Yi was about to walk out of the torture hall, the evil real man suddenly praised him without a head.

Hearing this, Wang Yi paused slightly and walked out of the gate of the torture hall.

And the moment Wang Yi stepped out of the door, the real person opened his eyes, looked at the back of Wang Yi leaving, and muttered:

"It's such a good seedling, but it's a pity that I didn't have a chance. ”

Between the words, there is a trace of sigh and a trace of regret between the real people who are clear and evil.