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"Ten years?"

Ao Ling'er thought she was unwilling, and hurriedly explained:

"You don't have to worry, ten years is actually just a blink of an eye for a cultivator. So, you don't have to worry. ”

"Well, in that case, I'll agree, but your cultivation should be very good, you don't need to know thugs. ”

"That, no matter how powerful a person is, doesn't there be a time when he lacks skills, isn't this just in case? ”

The two of them said this, and Dongfang also faintly showed the whiteness of the fish's belly, and the two glanced at each other, and slowly walked towards the assassination pavilion that everyone on the rivers and lakes was afraid of after hearing about it.

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The head of the scythe sat cross-legged on the pu tuan, his face was confused, waiting for ten thousand years, but he didn't know what he was waiting for, and he didn't even know the name of the person.

Sometimes I want to give up, but there is a voice in my heart that tells me that she is there.

"Alas......"

A light sigh overflowed from his mouth, I don't know if he sighed that he had waited for 10,000 years but had not waited for anything, or that he had not found anyone......

When the people waiting outside heard this sigh, their eyes were full of doubts, and they didn't know why the usually cold master inside was still sighing today, muttering on their lips, but they didn't dare to ask more.

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"How's it going?"

A black shadow sat on the top, looking at the crowd gathered below, and couldn't see the face clearly.

The man below trembled and said:

"Demon, demon lord, according to the subordinates, the recent fierce attacks of the subordinates, then, those sects are already a little unbearable, please, please give the demon lord some more time to his subordinates, and the subordinates will definitely recover those sects. ”

The black shadow called the Demon Lord nodded coldly, indicating that he knew, and then waved his hand, and when everyone looked up, they only saw a wisp of black mist lingering in the air for a long time.

Seeing that the demon lord was gone, the people below exhaled deeply, but before this breath was exhaled, the black shadow instantly returned to its previous position.

Everyone's hearts trembled again in an instant, and then they respectfully returned to their original positions, obediently listening to the orders of the Demon Lord.

The demon lord glanced at everyone, and the voice reached everyone's ears as if it came from the netherworld.

"Did you know that the humans sent a lot of people to search for the direction of the artifact?"

Hearing this, everyone, look at me, I look at you, a young black-faced man quickly stepped forward and knelt down, and said:

"Demon Lord, I've heard that among these sects, there is a sect that is the head of all sects, that is, the Purple Sandalwood Immortal Palace, for a period of time, the subordinates were hidden in those individuals, according to them, they should have sent a lot of people to find the whereabouts of the artifact, one of the leaders, named Ao Ling'er, is a difficult person, and the other subordinates don't know. ”

This man was very cautious, and did not say much else, but only said what he knew.

The demon lord frowned slightly when he heard this, but he also knew that these people would definitely have some measures, if it was really so easy to destroy these sects, then he would give the invasion a yarn.

"Well, in that case, then you should send two waves of people, one to stop the one called Ao Ling'er from looking for the artifact, and one wave to be, well, just like them, to find the artifact. ”

This was said easily, and the hearts of the people below did tremble, but they didn't say much.