"yes, I missed it." The appearance of the master of the Hidden Gate suddenly looked decades old, he was already old, of course, it was just in the eyes of ordinary people, for martial artists, in fact, his current age was equivalent to the middle age of ordinary people.

However, all of a sudden, his whole being was as if he was dozens of years older, his eyes were gradually clouding, and most importantly, his sideburns were turning white at a rate visible to the naked eye.

After a while, the originally energetic master of the hidden door became an old man on the verge of death.

"Wang He." The master of the hidden door shouted in a hoarse voice, and then, his cloudy eyes gradually regained a trace of clarity. However, compared with before, it is still far from the same.

"What are your last words?" Wang He asked.

The meaning of his words is already obvious, if the master of the hidden door has no last words, he will do it.

"No, you can't. Spare her life? "The 'she' in the mouth of the master of the Hidden Gate, even if he doesn't know what he is referring to, he believes that Wang He can guess it.

In fact, Wang He did understand.

The main purpose of his coming to Linchuan was to avenge Zhao Wanling. The poison under the shadow almost forced Zhao Wanling to collapse, living under pain and torture every day, he is very distressed when he thinks about it now, and he wants to kill the shadow more and more, so he can't let the shadow go.

"I asked you to leave a last word, but I didn't ask you to put forward conditions." Wang He said with a smile on his face.

"Wang He, I beg you, as long as you are willing to spare her life, the entire hidden door is yours." The master of the Hidden Gate has nothing else to ask for now, he doesn't even expect that he can survive, because he can see that Wang He has already had the intention of killing him, so it is better to beg Wang He to let him go.

As long as Shadow is alive, there is hope for revival in the Hidden Gate.

"Impossible!"

Wang He refused, directly cut off the thoughts of the master of the hidden door, and said: "She must die, no one can keep her." ”

"You—" The Hidden Gate Master looked angry.

"I don't think you have any last words, so you can go on the road with peace of mind." Wang He said, his body suddenly turned into a blurred shadow, and he instantly approached the master of the hidden door, and then punched out.

"Bang!"

Wang He's punch hit the chest of the Hidden Gate Master, only to see that the other party's chest suddenly sunken down, and in the next second, the Hidden Gate Master's eyes widened suddenly, and his eyeballs seemed to fall out of his sockets, staring at Wang He fiercely.

"Please... Beg... You, put... Pass... She. ”

The Hidden Door Master, who had just finished saying this sentence with great difficulty, didn't last more than three seconds, and then began to bleed from the seven orifices.

Wang He immediately summoned the Demon God Fist to suck out the blood of the Hidden Sect Master.

Subsequently, just like Wang He's prediction, the Demon God Fist reached the critical point of promotion level, and when a message flashed in his mind, he decisively chose to be promoted.

Immediately after that, some subtle changes began to take place in the appearance of the Demon God Fist.

Originally, there were only five strange black and gray lines on the back of the hand, but in the process of upgrading to the grade this time, a few more lines slowly came out.

Immediately, the Demon God Fist was as if it had not broken through the bottleneck, and when it met the requirements for promotion level, it was easy to be promoted to a grade.

Less than ten seconds. The Demon God Fist has been successfully promoted to the next level.

It was a low-grade treasure before.

Now it's a medium-grade treasure.

Wang He felt it himself, and his power had increased a lot, if it was before, he would definitely be very happy, but now that he has the power of the ancestral dragon, he really won't feel much about this small improvement.

It's like a millionaire walking down the road and picking up a hundred dollars, he may ignore it, or he may bend down to pick it up, but he will never be excited about picking up a hundred dollars.

But if an ordinary person picks up a hundred yuan, the result will be completely different, and the ordinary person who picks up the money will definitely be very happy.

Wang He's current situation belongs to the former, and he doesn't mind bending down to pick up a hundred yuan on the ground, but he won't be excited about it.

After the Demon God Fist was successfully promoted to the grade, he put away the Demon God Fist, after all, now with the power of the ancestral dragon, the increase in the Demon God Fist seemed dispensable, and he felt that it didn't matter if he used it or not. However, if you can continue to upgrade the grade, you may be able to advance to the level of the spirit weapon in the future, or a higher level.

But for now, Wang He is not needed for the time being.

"Grandpa!"

Suddenly, hoarse screams rang out.

Wang He looked back. I saw the shadow who was stopped by Gao Jiaojiao staring excitedly at the master of the hidden door who had completely lost his breath.

The Hidden Gate Sect Master who had been sucked dry blood was like a dried corpse after exposure to the sun at this time, and the most important thing was that because Wang He's ancestral dragon power completely destroyed the structure in the main body of the Hidden Gate Gate, including the bones, so. The size of the Hidden Gate Master has shrunk by nearly half, and only soft skin and flesh are left on his body, and even the shape of the bones is invisible.

This method of killing people seems to be somewhat cruel, but. Wang He, the initiator of this cruel phenomenon, has no waves in his heart at this time.

Ever since he pretended to be stupid and drank the urine of his second aunt, he had already clearly understood one thing.

Only the strong are qualified to choose the life they want.

Only the strong are qualified to straighten their waists and speak.

Only the strong are qualified to decide their own destiny.

As for the weak?

To put it simply, shit is not as good.

Wang He didn't want to be a person who wasn't even as good as shit, and he didn't want to look down on all beings from above. His requirements and goals are simple.

Live the life you want, be able to straighten your back when talking to others, make your own decisions without hesitation in front of choices, and protect the people you care about.

In order to achieve such a goal, he has been working hard. Never thought of giving up.

Even if the road ahead is rough and bumpy, even if the road ahead may be an abyss, he must step forward step by step.

If he doesn't go, someone else will go ahead of him, so on. Someone else can decide, or even control his fate.

He didn't want to drink urine again,

Therefore, he can only fight.

Now, he has grown to the point where he doesn't need to look at other people's faces to live.

As long as it is the person who dares to hurt the person he cares about. There is only one end.

Die!

"Wang He, you... You killed my grandfather? Shadow's gaze suddenly moved to Wang He, her eyes were like an ice blade, and a trace of anger and resentment flashed in her eyes.

"When you did it to the person I loved, you never thought that I would come back to avenge her. Right? Wang He asked.

The shadow was stunned.

Indeed, what Wang He said was not wrong at all, when she was teleported back from the Calamity Land and found that Wang He was not among them, she had already assumed that Wang He was dead.

Later, she transferred her hatred for Wang He to Zhao Wanling.

The reason why she didn't have that kind of poisonous, domineering and violent poison was because she wanted Zhao Wanling to die slowly in a state of torture and psychological collapse.

Later, she didn't continue to attack others because Lin Dong and Hou Tianye arrived, of course, this is only one of the reasons, there is another reason. She wants to slowly torture those who Wang He cares about and regards as life.

Shadow has never failed in his first mission.

For her, Wang He was only her assassination target, but Wang He died in a place of disaster, which meant that her assassination mission failed. After all, Wang He was not killed by her, so because of this, she attacked Zhao Wanling.

But she never expected that Wang He would come back alive.

And the most important thing is that Wang He has stepped into the realm of Tianzun, and his strength is monstrous.

Now the situation is clear.

The Hidden Gate was defeated. And the defeat was so complete that even the master of the door died at the hands of Wang He.

In addition to Ying, the other hidden disciples in the bar had already begun to retreat at this time, in fact, they couldn't be blamed. The owners are dead, what are they doing here?

Waiting to be killed by Wang He?

That's when someone wanted to leave.

Wang He slapped him casually in the air, looking at him as if he was fighting flies, but the hidden disciples who were the first to move and were about to evacuate were directly crushed by the power of the ancestral dragon.

"Senior, please let us go." Suddenly, someone said such a sentence, and when Wang He followed the sound and looked, the man had already knelt down.

Immediately after, the other hidden disciples knelt down one after another.

"Senior, we are willing to leave the hidden door, and swear to be ordinary people in the future, please spare our lives."

"Senpai, we were wrong."

Inside the bar, all the hidden disciples. Except for Shadow, everyone else knelt down and begged Wang He to spare them.

Although it is very embarrassing for them to do this, after all, this is also the headquarters of the Hidden Gate, and the fact that they can stay in this is enough to show their status in the Hidden Gate, there are several high-level officials. The others are also earthly warriors.

But in this case, do they still have a choice?

Not at all!

So as long as there is a chance to live, who wants to die?

"All of you stand up for me, and you are not allowed to kneel for him." Shadow suddenly yelled as if he had gone crazy.

However, no one stood up.

Shadow immediately rushed to the person closest to her in the house, and then forcibly grabbed the person by the collar and pulled the person up, only to have just let go of her hand when the other person knelt down with a thud.

"You..."

"Ei, we just want to live."

"Shadow, the old man is already dead, what's the use of us resisting?"

"Ei, accept the reality."

"Shadow, the last wish of the door master is to hope that you can live, why don't you quickly kneel down and beg him, maybe he can spare you..."

Shadow came over to get these people to stand up, but these people in turn persuaded Shadow to kneel, and Shadow suddenly went crazy with anger.

She suddenly raised her hand, a little light flickered, and then, kneeling in a row, there were eight of them, and they fell to the ground at the same time.

Why did these people fall suddenly?

Very simple.

The mad shadow made a move on them, and each of them had an extra needle hole as thin as a hair in their throat, and by the time they fell, in less than three seconds, their bodies had turned black and their bodies stiffened.

"Who dares to kneel down to Wang He?" Shadow asked with a roar, and then her blood-red eyes slowly swept around.

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