The deathly silence of White Tiger Mountain fell, and all the people looked at Yang Dong in the ghost and god enchantment in fear, and they didn't even dare to breathe.

If someone had told them an hour ago that the White Tiger Sect and the Fire Leopard Sect were no match for that thug, they would not only arrest and beat the person who said it, but also abolish this person.

But now, the high-ranking members of the White Tiger Sect are almost dead, and although the situation of the Fire Leopard Sect with the same qi is much better, two of the three most powerful people have died, and the same vitality has been greatly damaged.

The White Tiger Sect is finished, and the Fire Leopard Sect is also finished.

For so many years, the White Tiger Sect and the Fire Leopard Sect have been rampant and domineering in the Star Luo Empire, and there are not a few people who have offended, if the current situation of the White Tiger Sect is known, then what awaits them will be a catastrophe.

"Ahem."

Yang Dong couldn't stand the silence in front of him, and a smile appeared on his face, which was a little pale because of the consumption of soul power, but in the eyes of others, it should be called a devil's smile.

"If you don't want to die, get out of here!"

As Yang Dong's voice fell, these people from Baihu Mountain woke up like a dream, one running faster than the other, and they couldn't wait to have two more legs.

There was no way, Yang Dong killed the two high-level sects with one move, leaving an indelible shadow in their hearts.

If they want to be enemies with Yang Dong, they would rather die directly.

After a while, there were only a few people left in the White Tiger Sect.

The ghost and god enchantment slowly dissipated without the support of Yang Dong's soul power, and only the disappeared hall proved that a great battle had just taken place.

"Why don't you go?"

Yang Dong slowly walked in front of an old man and said with a hint of indifference on his face.

The old man has the strength of the Soul King, and at this time, the old man is sitting on the side, leaning on a lamp, facing Yang Dong's question, and slightly tilting his head to look at Yang Dong.

"Let's go? Where to go? Old man, I was born and grew up in the White Tiger Sect, and I will naturally die in the White Tiger Sect when I die. If you want to kill or chop, listen to it. ”

The old man opened his eyes hard, trying to write down Yang Dong's appearance, but as for whether it was useful to write it down, he didn't think about it.

"Heh......"

Yang Dongyan smiled sarcastically when he heard this, and he had no interest in the old man in front of him.

Someone will do it for him, and the real suffering of the White Tiger Sect is far from coming.

The old man watched Yang Dong leave, and when Yang Dong was about to disappear in front of his eyes, he finally couldn't help but scream.

"Tell me, who are you?"

Since the establishment of the White Tiger Sect, there has been a great shame, that is, the White Tiger Douluo was beaten to death by Haotian Douluo, and he had to laugh at the people of Haotian Sect afterwards.

Because that horrible guy is still so horrible.

And now, it's the second shame.

And compared to the first time, this time the level of shame will not be much lower. The top officials of their own family were served a pot, but they, the disciples of the White Tiger Sect, didn't even know the name of their opponent.

Yang Dong's footsteps paused slightly, and he said without looking back: "Wind Sword Sect, Yang Dong." ”

"Yang Dong, cough, cough, cough, Yang Dong, hahaha, hahaha......"

The old man repeated Yang Dong's name, and tears dripped from the corners of his eyes.

He finally knew why the person in front of him looked familiar.

Isn't the portrait I saw in Dai Zhong's room the same person?

Presumably, Dai Zhong has already died at the hands of this son.

"Ahem,"

"Twenty years old,"

"Twenty-year-old Soul Saint, I'm afraid our White Tiger Sect will never have peace!"

…………

Yang Dong didn't care much about some of the remaining people in White Tiger Mountain, and after saying that, these orphans of the White Tiger Sect would only be more difficult after Dai Zheng ascended to the throne.

Seeing the power of the seventh soul technique, Yang Dong had a lot more confidence in returning to the Wind Sword Sect.

"The Seventh Ghost Divine Horror Raxiu has seen Lord Soul Slayer."

After Yang Dong used the Seventh Soul Technique, the sleeping Horror Raxiu could finally open its eyes and look at this new world curiously.

"Huh?"

Yang Dong's pace of progress stopped, and his gaze fell on the seventh soul ring, and a fluctuation had just passed out from the soul ring.

"Lord Soul Slayer, concentrate your spiritual power on this so-called soul ring, and you will be able to see me."

Yang Dong concentrated his spiritual power on the seventh soul ring according to the method that Raxiu said, and sure enough, he saw a figure. Next to this figure, there was an energy that Yang Dong couldn't understand, and it was being continuously absorbed by Horror Laxiu at this time.

"Hello, Lord Soul Slayer. I am the seventh ghost, the Terrible Rasius. ”

Feeling Yang Dong's arrival, he said hello again.

"That, Drasius, why do you inhabit my soul ring?"

Yang Dong hesitated for a moment and then asked, although the figure in front of him was very respectful to him, but Yang Dong did not dare to relax his vigilance, at least to find out the origin of this person.

"Your Excellency, don't worry that I'm going to hurt you. I am one with you, and I will fall into a permanent slumber when you die, and if I wake up as lucky as this time, I am afraid it will only happen this time. ”

As a terrifying Raxiu who feeds on the negative emotions of human beings, it glanced at Yang Dong and understood what Yang Dong was worried about.

"Forehead ......"

It's still quite embarrassing to be seen through the heart.

"Your martial soul ghost hand is not an ordinary martial soul, it is not alive or dead, it is disgusting, and it is an honor for me to sign a master-servant contract with such an existence."

"And it's your martial soul now, I can't do it even if I want to be bad for you."

"I won't say much superfluous, as the future Dark Monarch, you should cultivate your own ghost gods, and the vacancies of the first to sixth ghost gods will be filled by yourself."

The voice of the Terrible Raxiu echoed in Yang Dong's mind, and at the same time, a skill called the Ghost God Contract appeared in Yang Dong's mind.

Sign a ghost contract with a powerful creature with dark attributes, and the creature that gets the contract will have the possibility of increasing its strength infinitely, and a ghost array can only contract one ghost god.

The most perverted point is that the existence that has signed the ghost contract will continue to feed back and cultivate to the host.

In other words, if Yang Dong contracts a lot of ghosts and gods, he just doesn't cultivate, and his strength will continue to grow, and this growth still doesn't have any aftermath.

"That's it, Drasius. Why didn't I feel your reciprocal cultivation? ”

Hearing Yang Dong's question, Raxiu was stunned for a moment.

"Lord Soul Slayer, I just woke up from my slumber not long ago, and I am very weak, so I don't have the strength to feed you back for the time being."

All right.

Yang Dong sneered, "You recover, recover as soon as possible." I'll be waiting for you to do something big soon. ”

"My lord, are we going to devour the gods?" The moment I woke up, I felt a lot of divine breath. ”

Yang Dong: ............

I haven't lived enough.

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