Broken into the base camp by a young man?

This had never happened before, and the black aura that erupted from this young man's body was terrifyingly thick, and at first glance he knew that he was a nightmare master.

Almost at the same time, their bodies erupted with colorful light, all of which were transformed by powerful spiritual power, and they could attack the young man in front of them at any time.

The black evil qi made the air cold, but the strange thing was that it didn't bring them any pressure, as if the man in front of him didn't know how to use mental power at all, but it obviously exuded an extremely strong black evil qi.

"Ye Xiu?" The woman with heavy makeup flashed in her mind and called out her name.

"What a boldness, you dare to break into our base camp?" The nausea sarcoma on the old man's face shook, and a large number of hard stones appeared all over his body, and even the tables and chairs were petrified.

Stone properties.

"It looks like it's pretty strong." Ye Xiu's eyes were cold, and the corners of his mouth gradually curled.

"Breaking into our place, I think you're really dead." The old man with sarcoma frowned, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

He's really going to kill people.

After all, it's not a good thing to know where they are stationed in Xuanmen, and they will move immediately.

Because they are also worried about being pursued by the people of the Nightmare Master Guild.

You must know that killing a Xuanmen disciple in the Nightmare Master Association will immediately become popular.

With fame, there will be many tasks coming one after another, and the tasks represent money, and only with money can you buy ghost cores to improve your strength.

So when Ye Xiu found out, Ye Xiu had to die, and not only that, but he also had to transfer his position.

"Dead? Aren't you from the Xuanmen? Thinking of going on a killing spree? Ye Xiu sneered.

An organization that protects ordinary people, but is actually thinking about killing people?

So what is the purpose of your existence?

Since there is no meaning in existence, let's die.

Ye Xiu was really angry, and the black qi boiling out of his body was rotating in midair, sometimes turning into a black scaly dragon writhing his body, and sometimes turning into a black-faced giant, as if he was about to smash down with a punch and destroy everything.

Only when their spiritual power completely explodes will they understand where the gap is.

The old woman with heavy makeup and bright makeup had surprising deep wrinkles because of her fright, her age seemed to be a decade old at one time, and the old man with sarcoma trembling wildly, the two did not expect that the young man who broke in was so strong that it was completely beyond his imagination.

"They're just joking, who is this gentleman coming into?" Sitting at the back, a yellow-skinned, skinny man had a faint smile on his face.

The old woman and the old man with sarcoma were stunned, looking at the man in his forties in a panic, their bodies were trembling slightly, and they were actually a little afraid of this person.

"This is a Xuanmen, no matter who it is, they shouldn't cause trouble, if they really do something bad, you just say a name, and I will investigate it." The thin man had a flattering smile on his face.

Smiling wolf, poor.

One of the youngest preparatory elders in the Xuanmen of Jiannan Province.

Being an elder is not an ordinary person, he is sleek and old-fashioned, and some things are handled better than formal elders, so he is favored by Xuanmen and becomes one of the candidates.

Zheng Mingkai's vacancy must be supplemented with fresh blood, but as long as he is an elder, all of them need to be assessed, and it will be half a year or three or five years, so he is only one of the candidates.

Although Ye Xiu didn't know this person, he felt disgusted when he saw the flattering smile on this person's face.

"I'm looking for you all." Ye Xiu replied with a sneer.

Want to find someone to get you out? How easy are you coping with yourself?

The old woman and the old man with sarcoma felt relieved when he heard this, poor Zheng is not a simple character, if he approves of the young man in front of him, if he wants to hand himself over, they will have nothing to say.

"Hey, hey." Poor Zheng smiled.

He was as dry as a river in the scorching sun, with many cracks, and a blinding glint in his eyes.

The golden streamer flowed around his body, and Qian Zheng sneered: "Don't get an inch, it's not bad if I give you a chance, if you anger us, everyone won't have any good results." ”

"Oh? Is it? ”

Ye Xiu sneered.

"I'm going to get an inch now, what can you do with me?"

It is not easy to be poor, but as long as Ye Xiu remembers that his sister has suffered such a tragic situation, he will not let anyone go.

Xuanmen actually dared to secretly do something to his family, so be ready to be destroyed.

Although he doesn't have the ability to destroy the entire Xuanmen now, he can still destroy the garrison of the Xuanmen in one place.

"Then go die!"

The old man's thigh of sarcoma suddenly exerted force, like a locust leaping up, quickly approaching Ye Xiu, the magic pen flashed the gray of cement, and the air was filled with a faint white dust mist.

"Turn to stone!" The sarcoma old man's eyes lit up, and if this blow continued, Ye Xiu would be petrified.

Ye Xiu's black body protection aura was approached by the white mist in an instant, and it actually turned into a stone and fell to the ground.

He didn't make any moves, only quietly looked at the old man with sarcoma.

The sarcoma old man's eyes kept blinking, and he grinned, he thought that Ye Xiu couldn't react.

It seems that these horrors are just a trick, so what if they deceive us? This world is all about real strength.

Poor is a stupid guy who chooses to hand people over because of other people's momentum.

Although the old man with sarcoma didn't dare to ridicule Poor Zheng on the surface, he really looked down on Poor Zheng's approach just now in his heart.

However, he only had one idea left.

In the large open space in the backyard of the Juling Stone store, there is a one-person-tall ice sculpture left in the position of the old man with sarcoma, like a rockery, and the old man with sarcoma is holding a magic pen in his hand, and even the white mist emitted by it is frozen.

Li Xin, a slender figure covered with ice and snow all over her body, stood in front of Ye Xiu, she was like the most perfect super model, slim and elegant, with her breasts high and bulging, guarding Ye Xiu like a goddess of war.

"You, you don't even have the qualifications to let me make a move." Ye Xiu shook his head, he didn't take the old man with sarcoma seriously, his unfathomable eyes swept over the old woman like a dark night.

Swish.

White air currents emanated from Li Xin's hands, and the terrifying cold current froze the entire Spirit Gathering Stone Shop, as if it had turned into a real ice cave.

Click.

A piece of ice crystal shattered, and Qian Zheng looked at Li Xin in front of him with a shocked face, shocked and angry, his body burst out with a dazzling golden light, even Ye Xiu couldn't help but stretch out his hand to block his face, the golden light was too dazzling, as if facing the sun.

"Bastard thing!"

Poor Zheng roared angrily, and his powerful spiritual power turned into a golden spear, stabbing directly at Ye Xiu's throat.

Li Xin was panting, and it was not without any pressure to perform the trick just now, and she consumed a lot of yin qi, so when she reached out and grabbed the golden spear of Qiqi, the evil qi to protect her arm was not enough, and white smoke suddenly rose, causing her to scream in pain and retract her arm.

"An ant-like character who also wants to block my attacks?" Poor is sneering.

(End of chapter)