As he spoke, the army of the Ninth Branch Hall of the Zhengyang Sect had already entered the mountains, and Ji Ningshuang had also walked up to the peak where Ye Chen was.

"Zhengyang Holy Maiden, you still have the same demeanor!" Ye Chen spoke, his tone was playful, his eyes flashed with a ghostly light, and the most important thing was that there was still a unbridled lust in his eyes.

Regarding Ye Chen's words, Ji Ningshuang ignored them, and for Ye Chen's eyes full of lustful light, her face instantly turned cold.

I don't know what kind of expression she would have if she knew that this impostor standing in front of her was Ye Chen.

His gaze had already fallen on the army of the Ninth Branch Hall of the Zhengyang Sect at this moment.

"So much. Ye Chen's brows furrowed slightly, he could think that the other nine major halls of the Zhengyang Sect should also be like this, although there were thirty percent of the Yin and Netherworld Death Generals in one hall, but the sum of the nine halls was extremely huge.

The Zhengyang Sect is like such a huge army of Yin and Netherworld, it really exceeds his expectations, this is only what he sees, what he doesn't see? Maybe there are more, just this force, no one can shake the position of the Zhengyang Sect as the overlord of Southern Chu.

"It's not good!" Ye Chen subconsciously touched his chin, "He will start a war with the Zhengyang Sect one day, and this Yin and Netherworld army alone is destined to make us suffer heavy losses." ”

"Whatever you want. Ye Chen couldn't help but shrug his shoulders, let me attack the four city gates in the east, west, north and south, I am also very happy, anyway, it is not my person.

"Understood, recreate the army of the underworld!" Ye Chen smiled faintly.

"If you want me to say, it's still your Zhengyang Sect that is far-sighted!" Ye Chen still said playfully, "With such a huge army of Yin and Netherworld, it seems that after the Qingyun Sect is disabled, the next one will be our Hengyue Sect." ”

"Listen to the meaning of the Zhengyang Holy Maiden, I, Hengyue, am I in charge of Yin Zhiping, not the master?" Ye Chen smiled faintly and looked at Ji Ningshuang with interest.

"Say, of course. Ye Chen condensed a chair behind him, lay on it lazily, leisurely turned the wrench on his thumb, and still looked at Ji Ningshuang with interest, "Perhaps, I can understand your words like this, Yin Zhiping is not a Ming master, your Zhengyang Sect's head Cheng Kun is a Ming master, the so-called Ming Lord is distinguished by the strength of the power, if your power is strong, you are the Ming Lord, and if your power is weak, you are a waste of firewood, is that so?"

"For some reason, when it comes to the so-called Ming Lord, I suddenly think of a person. Ye Chen was still saying faintly, "This person should be very familiar, oh no, it should be that you used to be very familiar." ”

"Ye Chen. Ye Chen said his name, and after speaking, he didn't forget to glance at Ji Ningshuang with interest.

Hearing these two words, Ji Ningshuang's delicate body trembled obviously, and there was a trace of complexity and self-deprecation in her indifferent beautiful eyes, and there was also a trace of pain on her cheeks without the slightest emotional fluctuation.

"Zhengyang Holy Maiden, do you think that Ye Chen is a demon. Ye Chen looked at Ji Ningshuang with interest.

Hearing this, Ye Chen raised his eyebrows, but shrugged his shoulders very casually, "Didn't you?" I thought he was, and he was a complete big devil." ”

"It's not arbitrary at all. Ye Chen smiled playfully, "Since the world thinks that the Lord of the Ming is divided by the strength of the power, then why can't the Zheng and the Demon be defined by such rules, Ye Chen is weak, he deserves to be the Demon, the Lingzhen Master is strong, and he is naturally positive." ”

"Therefore, where in this world is there anything right and evil, right and wrong, the master and the waste wood. Ye Chen twisted his neck very comfortably, "Strong is positive, weak is demon, strong is right, weak is wrong, strong is the master, if it is waste wood, what a pleasing cruel law! I didn't understand it before, but now I understand it." ”

Wow!

Hearing Ye Chen's words, Ji Ningshuang's beautiful eyes couldn't help but turn cold.