The masters of the Evil God Temple came like a tide, and the speed was very fast, and in less than five minutes, the hidden masters of the six major branch halls and the shadow hall, under the leadership of the branch hall master, had all rushed over.

Now, on the playground of the Elders' House of the Main Hall, masters from all walks of life gathered, standing in the center of the playground, Wu Potian, looking at the black and oppressive crowd, dressed in a variety of clothes, with strange hairstyles, and a little surprised in his heart.

However, the flow of people was still increasing, and he secretly wondered in his heart: A small evil god hall, with a radius of only a hundred miles, could accommodate so many masters?

Indeed, Wu Potian has been in the Evil God Hall for a long time, but he has never seen a few figures, but today, there are so many people pouring out at once!

Just when Wu Potian was still thinking nonsense, suddenly, a voice rang in his ears:

"Boy, you woke up early!"

Wu Potian was startled at first, and then smiled: "It's not early, hehe, fortunately, I caught up to save people and removed a big scourge for the Evil God Temple." ”

"That straw bale, just a small worm, it's nothing, he should have died a long time ago, and if he dies, he will die, but today, you have to pay attention, there will be a tough battle to fight, a hundred-legged worm, die but not stiff!"

"A hundred-legged insect, dead but not stiff, how to say?" Wu Potian asked with some puzzlement.

"Pay attention to the Immortal God Emperor, that's all he says, hey, people are old, no, it's the world of you young people, I'm going to rest the old madman......"

"Grass!"

"Pretend, these old guys are all the same, they are all stinky virtues. It's as if you're going to die if you don't pretend to be a ghost!" Wu Potian despised an old madman fiercely in his heart.

What a scoundrel!

He despised the two old fellows in his heart for a moment. But there is no way, people like to pretend, what can he do, let them pretend.

Ay...... Originally, it was my own business to take over the Temple of the Evil God, so it's better to be self-reliant and work hard!

At this time, the crowd gradually quieted down, and all the people from the main hall of the evil god and the various branch halls had basically arrived. Zheng Congwen, the acting hall master standing on the high platform in the center, coughed heavily, and then said loudly:

"Today is the most important day in the tens of thousands of years since the establishment of our Evil God Temple, because a major event is about to happen today, and it is the most crucial event related to the direction of the entire Evil God Temple and even the entire continent.

At the same time, it is also a major event related to the life and death of millions of martial cultivators in our Evil God Temple, and it has vital interests with you, therefore, this generation of hall masters hopes that every colleague will think clearly and understand before speaking.

First of all. Here, the lord of the main hall would like to ask. Do any of you know about the Nether League?"

At this time, someone raised his hand and asked loudly, "That mouse, who doesn't know? What does our evil god temple have to do with rats?"

"Yes, our Evil God Temple and the Nether Alliance can't fight each other, why should we compare ourselves to that mouse?"

As soon as the man's voice fell, the white-haired Tu Xinggong stood up and asked, "Tens of thousands of years ago, it was the Netherworld Alliance that caused our Evil God Temple to be divided into six, and its strength was greatly reduced, and even the hall master disappeared, could it be that you have forgotten?"

As soon as Tu Xinggong's words fell, someone blindly coaxed: "Elder Tu Xinggong, at this time and that time, there is no banquet in the world, and there is no eternal enemy, listen to what the hall master of the Zheng Dynasty said, if it is reasonable, what if it depends on him?"

"Hmph, you're so light!"

He turned to shout loudly and angrily: "If you follow him, you will go to be a ground mouse with the Nether Alliance, if you don't rely on Elder Yiben, all the men in my Tomb Highness will not follow!"

"We Xuanshui Temple will not follow, and swear to fight with the Netherworld Alliance to the end, resolutely not to be a ground mouse, to mutilate my flesh and blood compatriots in the Flying Feather Continent!" Shui Qingqing also immediately expressed her position and responded to the call of Tu Xinggong.

And Meng Ying, who was behind her, put a pair of beautiful eyes directly on Wu Potian's body, which made Shui Yanyan a little unbearable, so she glanced at her fiercely and asked strangely:

"Girl, is that kid that good-looking?"

"Yes!"

"Huh, nymph!"

"Hall Master, you don't understand, you really don't understand!"

Shui Qingqing looked at Wu Potian a few times with a smile, and gave Meng Ying a fierce glance and said, "The hall master really didn't see it, there is anything special about that kid worthy of your obsession!" After saying this, he smiled angrily:

"Little girl, the master of this hall is almost two hundred years old, what else in this world I don't understand?!"

Meng Ying glanced at Wu Potian obsessively, and then replied to the water hall master with great displeasure: "Have you ever loved a man?

"This ...... What does this have to do with being in love?"

Meng Ying said as a matter of course: "Yes, it has a lot to do with it, it has a lot to do with it, if you haven't loved it, you don't understand the sweetness of love, you don't know the taste of love, so, hall master, you don't understand!"

Shui Yanyan didn't bother to pay attention to her, and had already made a very correct conclusion in his heart: "Nymphomaniac, this girl is definitely a nymphomaniac!"

Hahaha......

In fact, Meng Ying is really a nymphomaniac, but this is not her fault, but Wu Po Tianzhenyuan's problem.

Because Wu Potian once imported the true yuan to Meng Ying, and his true yuan has a characteristic, that is, it is easy to fascinate women......

Meng Ying is not the only one who commits against Wu Potian, like Yan Yu Feihong, Long Xiang Shiyin, Long Xiang Qingying, Huo Wu Feifeng, Liu Fangfei, etc., all because of too much contact with him, and some of them have been treated by Wu Potian, so it is very normal to commit a small nymphomaniac.

Leaving aside Meng Ying, who is committing nymphomaniac, let's take a look at Zheng Congwen, the acting hall master, his son is dead, and the Netherworld Alliance is coming soon, now that the masters in the Evil God General Hall are gathered, what will he do?

In the short time when Meng Ying was a nymphomaniac and the master of the Shui Qingqing Palace, the entire Evil God Temple had been divided into two factions, and a large part of the people were on the side of Tu Xinggong, and they did not approve of forming an alliance with the Netherworld Alliance.

But there are still a small number of people, such as the Lord of the Divine Wood Palace, the pro-Zheng faction of the Elders' House, the pro-Immortal God Emperor faction, and so on, they are all in favor of forming an alliance with the Nether Alliance. Someone who is ready to be a ground mouse.

I saw that these people had basically distinguished their positions. The hall master of the Zheng Dynasty stood on the high platform. Loudly announced:

"Today is the day when my Evil God Temple and the Nether Alliance have formed an alliance, and the Lord of this hall has sent a master to conduct preliminary negotiations and reach a preliminary ......."

"Hahaha......"

Before he finished speaking, Wu Potian laughed out loud in the center of the playground, and the laughter was full of anger, and the sound shook the universe, shaking the large space of the playground of the main hall of the evil god, and there were violent ripples.

The martial cultivators, who were a little less powerful, hurriedly covered their ears. Hold their breath, or the laughter will make them vomit blood on the spot.

As soon as the laughter stopped, Wu Potian asked loudly: "Zheng Congwen, what are you, can you represent the Evil God Temple?" and sent a master to negotiate with the Netherworld Alliance, it is really laughable."

Do you know what this is when you cooperate with the Nether League? This is called recognizing a thief as a father, and it is not a pity to die for this alone!

The reason why the Evil God Temple was divided into six back then was that the mastermind behind it was the Netherworld Alliance, do you know why the Netherworld Alliance wanted to disperse the Evil God Temple?

Do you know what kind of organization the Nether Alliance is? I don't understand anything. You are so confused that you are making alliances with people indiscriminately!

If you knew. Then, you, the Acting Hall Master, are not qualified at all, and if you don't know, you, the Acting Hall Master, will be unable to distinguish between you!"

Hall Master Zheng was speechless by his question, his face turned blue and white, white and blue, in fact, he is also difficult to ride a tiger now.

It wasn't his idea to form an alliance with the Netherworld, it was his master's idea, and it was the monstrous disaster caused by his dead ghost son.

Therefore, in order to save face and continue to control the evil god temple, he could only go down again and again, so he shouted angrily:

"Wu Potian, what kind of thing are you? Why are you talking nonsense here, I, Zheng Congwen, am the rightful acting hall master, and I have been in office for nearly a hundred years, why are you?

Hmph, you killed my son for no reason, and now you are doing a big thing to me, with these two things, you should kill them! Someone, blast this thief out quickly, and kill him on the spot!"

"Yes!"

The seven martial monarch-level masters beside the hall master of the Zheng Dynasty, and more than twenty martial king-level masters, all of them were murderous, and after receiving the order, they surrounded Wu Potian.

"Zheng Congwen, bomb me, you don't deserve it!"

Speaking of this, Wu Potian's face suddenly changed with a smiling face, replaced by a cold bone, and the murderous aura around his body poured out like a tide, and with a cold voice that could penetrate into people's bones, he shouted coldly with murderous aura:

"Now, this monarch declares as the second generation of the hall master: no matter who it is, as long as it dares to form an alliance with the Netherworld Alliance, there will be no forgiveness!"

"Assert ......"

Zheng Congwen was annoyed and ashamed, and said with a strange smile: "What a majestic second-generation hall master, you will kill my son as soon as you appear, but who will recognize you?"

"By the way, your son should have died a thousand times!" Speaking of this, Wu Potian's man suddenly deviated from the laws of nature, completely unaffected by gravity, and slowly flew to a height of three feet in the air like goose feathers, shouting angrily:

"Not long ago, the Lord of the Hall angrily killed the Lord of the Zheng Shao Hall and more than 20 of his entourage, for two reasons, first, the Lord of the Zheng Shao Hall had created too many evils, and he was caught by the Netherworld, so as to threaten him, betray the secret of my Evil God Temple, and have already betrayed the Evil God Temple.

Second, under the guise of Zheng Congwen, he did all the bad things in the Evil God Temple, bullied men and women, and killed many female cultivators of the Xuanshui Hall in order to practice the evil demon martial arts and suck the Yin Gong, which was seen by the master of the hall with his own eyes!

May I ask Zheng Congwen, if you have such a son, don't you have responsibility? If you don't teach you, your father's fault, you don't teach strictly, and your teacher is lazy! Hmph, you don't feel ashamed to teach such a son who is not as good as a pig and a dog, but you dare to kill this hall, do you want to rebel?

Zheng Congwen, do you dare to say that you don't know about the heinous crimes committed by your son?!"

Zheng Congwen, who had long wanted to kill Wu Potian, saw that the encirclement had been formed, and he was overjoyed, the reason why he was fighting with him was to surround Wu Potian.

In this way, the murderer of his son will not be able to escape!

If a son, good or bad, is killed, revenge comes first.

But Wu Potian didn't seem to know that he was surrounded by people, looking at these masters who surrounded him, he stretched out three fingers and spit out six words in his mouth:

"If you retreat, you can live, and if you advance, you will die!"

And standing in the air, his right hand was raised high, and after one breath of those three fingers, one fell, and the next breath, another fell, and the atmosphere was very tense, because if one more finger fell, no one would run, and they would all die......

The masters present were not afraid of Hall Master Zheng, but they were afraid of the Immortal God Emperor behind him, as long as someone dared to take a step back, maybe the Immortal God Emperor would be hidden nearby, and as soon as he withdrew, he would be killed!

Now these dozens of people are really hard: moving forward is death, retreat is still death, can't you give us a way to live?

Just when Wu Potian's third finger was about to fall, Zheng Congwen suddenly shouted: "Kill!" (To be continued.) )

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