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It was a sunny sky, but now it was cloudy, and it quickly dimmed, and the whole sky was filled with a cold breath of death, turning into darkness.

It was still daytime, and at this moment it immediately turned into night, even darker than night, and the air was filled with the cold breath of death, which suppressed everyone to death, making people feel breathless.

The sudden powerful aura immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the underworld below, and those with low strength all fell to the ground on their knees because they couldn't resist this force, their faces turned pale.

Above the sky, the man in the ink robe stood quietly, the ink robe was windless and automatic, his eyes were cold and calm, staring coldly at the people below, like a god looking down on ants.

There was a black aura around him, his breath was low and cold, like a god of death awakened from hell, and his eyes were dark and murderous without any emotion.

Looking down at the palaces below, the man narrowed his eyes, searching for the familiar aura.

Can......

But he couldn't find anything, that familiar breath, as if he had disappeared from this world, no matter how he sensed it, he couldn't find it.

The petite figure came to mind, as well as her playful and cute appearance, Qin Buyan's pupils moved slightly, and his eyes, which were already extremely deep, dimmed a little bit again, becoming extremely dark, and there seemed to be a devil in his eyes, which made people feel a chill down his spine, which was particularly terrifying.

"Who is so bold as to dare to come to the underworld to make trouble!"

A man's cold cheer came from below, and then he saw a flash of red light, and the figure of a middle-aged man appeared in front of Qin Buyan.

Ignoring the middle-aged man in front of him, Qin Buyan was still looking for that familiar figure, sensing her aura.

Seeing the ink-robed man in front of him ignoring him so much, the middle-aged man squinted his eyes and snorted coldly: "This is the underworld, and you nobody can't be allowed to be presumptuous here!" ”

"Boom ......"

Glancing at the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared in front of him, Qin Buyan's expression remained unchanged and cold. There seemed to be a flash of black light in the depths of his eyes, and the figure of the middle-aged man was immediately shocked and flew out, falling far away, and blood splattered.

Before he could make a move, he was killed in seconds, and he had no power to parry.

This middle-aged man is like dust on the ground, so small, not worthy of his attention, not worthy of his action.

In fact, this is also the case.

The middle-aged man was also the leader of the guards in this area, but at this moment, he was actually defeated in a second, and they didn't even see how the man in the ink robe made a move, and the leader of the guards was already seriously injured and fell to the ground.

This kind of strength is only far superior to them.

Looking at the black figure in the sky, many guards below secretly wondered in their hearts, who is this person? There is no such nameless powerhouse in the underworld.

Let's see that this man in the ink robe is menacing, and without saying a word, he will hurt people and take people's lives, he must not be a person in the underworld.

In this way, it is a fierce opponent.

Glancing at the guards who were ready to attack below, the ink-robed man's eyes overflowed with a touch of murderous intent, and his sexy thin lips outlined a bloodthirsty arc.

A black streamer in the sky struck downward, extremely fast, like an arrow off the string.

"Get out of the way!"

"Quick, dodge......"

"Oh no, he's going to ruin this place......"

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