Chapter 18: Repetition

"Follow me." The messenger straightened his face and took Jin Shan to the Dharma Hall of the Sect Master.

"Yes!" Jin Shanlai also followed suit, but in fact, he was beating the drum in his heart, and he was very bottomless.

He thought about it, and like a follower, he went around to the messenger and asked:

"Envoy, what is the sect leader looking for me?"

"You'll find out when you go."

Which Cheng thought, this person doesn't give some face, and it doesn't matter if he doesn't reveal a little bit of tone.

also pretended to be deep, but just led Jin Shanlai to stride the meteor inside. This made Kim Sun-rae even more panicked and nervous.

Hey, life and death are in the sky.

Kim Sun-rae gritted his teeth and followed, if he doesn't go to hell, who will go to hell?

It's all at the gate of the Demon Palace of the Heavenly Pivot Palace, if you don't go in, you'll die faster.

In this heavenly hall, the grottoes are craggy.

The Demon Cultists built this palace according to the Heavenly Trench Ridge.

Looking up, the roof of the palace is like a sky covering this huge, even magnificent palace.

It made Kim Sun-rae feel depressed and had difficulty breathing.

In fact, this suffocation is not his delusion.

But I really couldn't breathe. Here, it is airtight, and there is not even a window. But the braziers on both sides of the hall were burning, so there was a bad smell in the hall of the Heavenly Hall.

Should be...... Poor ventilation.

The firelight flickered, illuminating the place with more shadows, Jin Shanlai lowered his head, but he quietly peeked around.

At first glance, the skeleton embedded in the wall was a sunken black hole in the eyeballs and looked at him.

Gulp, swallowing saliva, he quickly lowered his eyes, not daring to look at it again.

"Master! I brought people here! ”

The envoy did not slack off, but he didn't give Jin Shanlai a chance to take a breath, so he served him casually like a plate of side dishes.

Goodong, Kim Sun-rang Adam's apple rolls. lowered his eyebrows and was pleasing to his eyes, he didn't dare to raise his head, and he was nervous, which was naturally something that didn't need to be said.

Looking at the ground in front of him, there was a very majestic figure falling.

I thought to myself, the man-eating demon is really a few feet tall, and he is definitely not an ordinary person.

"The little one has seen the sect master!"

He stepped forward, knelt on the ground with his hands bowed, and saluted towards this immortal devil!

It's all here, if it's not good-looking, it's clear what Ye Xuanming looks like!

Isn't he incompetent as an undercover agent?

With the cold gaze sweeping above his head, Kim Sun-rae's gaze went straight up.

A pair of Xiao Suo and terrifying eyes of the Seven Killing Sect Leader, suddenly, Jin Shanlai unconsciously gasped, like falling into the abyss!

Is this human?

It's clear that the evil ghost has just come out of Shura Hell!

However, the moment his eyes met, Jin Shanlai's whole body was cold.

On his back, a cold air snaked up and made him startled.

In fact, in addition to being burly and imposing, this man is not very ugly.

Even, it is conceivable that if he hadn't been facing the fire like this at this moment, sitting on the throne of the sect leader with hollow snake pattern, he would have been a good-looking man.

But what makes Jin Shanlai afraid from the bottom of his bones is that this Ye Xuanming is not the anger of a living person.

It was really creepy to reflect the ghost fire in the Heavenly Hall and the bones of the dead embedded in the walls.

It's like going to hell.

The danger and cruelty in this man's eyes are all terrifying to the dementor.

Kim Sun-rae just glanced at it and hung his head suddenly.

He couldn't resist such a terrifying gaze. A man with such eyes and eyes doesn't know how many people he has killed, and he doesn't know how many things he has done that destroy humanity.

In this way, there will be a kind of killing intent and evil aura, which will naturally overflow from his pupils, and the cold aura will permeate his whole body.

No one.

The slightest closer makes one feel instinctively afraid.

Took a deep breath.

Cold sweat broke out in Jin Zhukuai's palms.

He really deserves to be the leader of the Seven Killings Sect, the leader of the evil ghosts in the world who commands thousands of evil sects.

Originally, I wanted to read according to the script, but as soon as we met, I slapped the sycophants and made the sect leader happy.

However, Kim Sun-rae's clever tongue on weekdays is like a spring, and if he can speak the Tao, it is all invalid.

Not to mention flattery, his tongue can't be straightened.

How do you do it again?