On the platform, Dao Yan pressed the black coffin with his hand, and the eyes hidden under the black cloak gradually revealed essence, looking directly at the opposite side and crying night, and said slowly: "Rakshasa one, the unphased evil ghost is also." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info is sexually violent, fierce and treacherous, flying away from the sky and the earth, cannibalizing flesh and blood, and the creatures of heaven and earth are fearless when they hear it. Brother Wai Ye relied on Dajin to establish the Rakshasa State Religion, and within more than ten years, he unified nearly 100 tribes in the Northern Plains Continent for the Dajin Dynasty. ”

After a slight pause, Dao Yan's tone changed suddenly, and a trace of gloomy color appeared: "It's a pity that Brother Weeping Night forgot that within the Three Realms, there is still a Netherworld Mansion. It must be known that all the fierce ghosts in the world must eventually be captured by this underworld, suffer the torment of eighteen purgatory, and then be thrown into the Lethe River and fall into reincarnation. ”

For the vast majority of people present, the word "Hades" was the first time they had heard of it, but at this moment, when they heard Dao Yan's words, everyone couldn't help but feel a little shocked. What kind of organization is this underworld, and it seems to exist specifically to restrain the Rakshasa Sect.

Everyone's eyes suddenly focused on Dao Yan's body, and they saw that Dao Yan's clothes were fluttering at this moment, black clothes were like ink, and a trace of mysterious aura surrounded his body, like an infernal Yama incarnated into a human being, descending into the world.

Just when everyone was stunned, Weeping Ye, who was dressed in a white cloak, suddenly smiled and said: "What a 'Hades'! Interesting! I don't want to be in the Zhongtian Continent, in addition to 'them', there are such characters as Brother Daoyan, interesting!"

After saying a few "interesting" in a row, the scarf hanging in front of the weeping night suddenly floated up!

An extremely violent wind suddenly rushed out of its body, and there seemed to be a fierce wind on the entire moon picking platform out of thin air, roaring and rushing in the direction of the Great Zhou people!

In an instant, everyone in Da Zhou couldn't help but feel suffocated in their breath, only to feel a tightness around them, as if there seemed to be an invisible force in the surrounding void, like invisible shackles that bound themselves.

The aura of the True Extreme Realm martial artists was so terrifying that Dong Boao and Wang Xiao, the two True Crystal Realm martial artists of the Great Zhou, couldn't help but be horrified.

Thinking that these two people are True Crystal Realm martial artists, and as one of the five great god generals of the Great Zhou Dynasty, in the eyes of ordinary people, they can be described as almost overwhelming existences. Even if it is placed in the rivers and lakes, it is enough to compete with the head of a large sect.

However, at this moment, under the colossal aura released from Waiye's body, these two people almost did not have the slightest intention of resistance, like ants at the feet of giants, only the thought of survival.

As for the rest of the people in the lower realm, they are even more trembling at the moment, they can't even speak, their faces are pale, like puppets, life and death are controlled by others, and there is only one way.

Dong Boao was frightened, and couldn't help but look at Gongsun Mubai on the side.

I saw that although Gongsun Mubai's face was slightly pale at this moment, his expression was not too flustered, and the clothes on his body were even more bulging, as if he was struggling with the breath released by the weeping night.

Seeing this, Dong Boao couldn't help but shrink his pupils, and sighed secretly in his heart, this Gongsun Mubai is worthy of being the commander of the Tianqi Guard, and he is also a True Crystal Realm martial artist, and his cultivation is definitely more than a step higher than himself and Wang Xiao.

Dong Boao gritted his teeth and was about to speak.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a whew!

Another incredible force came into the air, and in an instant, it shrouded the heads of everyone in Da Zhou.

Everyone only felt a tightness at first, and then suddenly their bodies loosened, and the huge force that was tightly bound on their bodies suddenly disappeared.

Everyone was taken aback, and Dong Boao was even more stunned, but his eyes inadvertently fell on Dao Yan, but he was immediately stunned.

I saw that at this moment, Dao Yan was calm with one hand, his big sleeves fluttering, and an invisible strong wind was blowing out, which just resisted the huge aura emanating from the weeping night on the opposite side.

However, under the confrontation of these two terrifying forces, a burst of wild air currents protruded in a radius of several acres, mixed with endless smoke and dust, roaring and circling around the entire moon-picking tower, like a wind dragon descending from the sky, covering the sky and the sun between the wind and clouds. It's midday, but there is not the slightest ray of sunlight shining through at this moment.

Everyone was shocked, and at the same time, they felt that the entire platform seemed to shake slightly.

The building is going to collapse?!

When even many people turned pale, they immediately had the idea of escaping.

However, standing on top of the tower dozens of feet high, facing these two supreme martial artists, there were such violent currents around them, and no one dared to act rashly.

The entire moon picking tower seemed to be on the verge of a terrifying annihilation, and everyone seemed to have a hint of despair.

Especially the black Nine Dragons coffin on the field, which was placed flat in the middle of the stage at the moment, was like a heavy tombstone that had fallen, making everything fall into a dead silence.

However, a clear voice broke the dead silence.

"Can you hear me for a few words?"

The sound was not loud, but in this terrifying and dead scene, it seemed so clean and crisp that everyone couldn't help but feel a shock in their hearts, and almost immediately swept away the trace of despair that had been suppressed in their hearts.

Immediately, all eyes followed the prestige, and it was the young man who was standing between Dao Yan and Wai Ye, and at the same time standing quietly next to the coffin of the Nine Dragons.

It's not Xiao Yin, who is it!

I saw Xiao Yin standing quietly in front of the Nine Dragons coffin at this moment, his clothes fluttering, his face calm, as if the terrifying aura on the field had not affected him.

What's even more surprising is that at this moment, Xiao Yin's hands are stretched out, as if to block a long-haired girl behind him, from the two breaths on the balcony.

This long-haired girl is dressed in the costume of a Dajin guard, and she is exactly the real face.

It's just that at this moment, Wanyan is really true, and there is no longer the cold arrogance of the past on his face, but he just hides behind Xiao Yin with a frightened face, and completely turns into a weak woman.

Xiao Yin didn't care about everyone's gaze, but just glanced at Dao Yan and Weeping Ye on the left and right, and continued, "Can you listen to me a few words?"

Before the words fell, a startling scene occurred.

I saw that Dao Yan and Cry Ye seemed to hesitate slightly, and then they each waved their hands.

Everyone immediately felt that the aura that filled the entire building suddenly weakened, and the turbulent air flow around them also eased, and the slightly shaking platform seemed to stabilize again.

Everyone was shocked, no one expected that this young man's two short sentences would slow down the strength of the two True Extreme Realm martial artists, and they seemed to be planning to listen to the young man's next words.

Shocked, everyone pricked up their ears almost at the same time.

Xiao Yin also seemed to notice the slowdown in Dao Yan and Crying Night's breath, and then looked at the two of them and said, "Forgive the ignorance of the juniors, the juniors have the courage to guess, the two seniors just saw that it seemed to be fighting for the Nine Dragons Coffin, but it seems that it is intended for me, right?"

Dao Yan was silent for a moment, and said, "You should ask the Crying Night National Master about this, I'm just following closely." ”

When Xiao Yin heard this, his eyes looked at the weeping night.

I saw that Weeping Night was silent for a moment at the same time, and said, "Yes or no, it doesn't matter." ”

Xiao Yin said coldly: "Really?"

Immediately, Xiao Yin suddenly looked at one of the people in the direction of the Dajin crowd and shouted, "Night Rakshasa, what do you say?"

Everyone was taken aback, but when they looked along Xiao Yin's gaze, they found that Xiao Yin's gaze fell, and it turned out to be that there was no clothes at night!

Xi Wuyi saw that Xiao Yin suddenly focused everyone's attention on himself at this moment, and drank out the four words of Dark Night Rakshasa, and suddenly his complexion changed, and a trace of hideous color unconsciously appeared on his handsome face.

This change obviously did not escape Xiao Yin's excellent eyesight, Xiao Yin sneered: "The look of déjà vu, it's really you!"

Xi Wuyi looked at Xiao Yin's cold gaze, and the words that had been prepared a long time ago turned out to be completely unaware of how to say it at this moment, and that familiar inexplicable chill actually emerged from behind again.

Xi Wuyi recalled that night in the wilderness, he and black and white impermanence joined forces to confront Xiao Yin, and a layer of fine sweat couldn't help but emerge from his forehead.

Under the cold moonlight, the young man in coarse linen clothes and a black box on his back, holding a cold short sword in his hand, and the black qi around his body was rolling, standing quietly in the wilderness in a sea of corpses and blood.

When I think of this terrifying picture, even for the murderous Twelve Rakshasas of the Dark Sky like Xi Wuyi, it is almost a nightmarish existence.

The corners of Xi Wuyi's mouth twitched slightly, and finally endured the churning and fluctuation in his heart, gritted his teeth and looked back at Xiao Yin coldly: "Yes, what's the matter! Wuyi is not only one of the twelve brakes of the Rakshasa Sect in the dark sky, but also the Guanglu doctor and the heavenly wolf general under my big golden tent! It's just that I forgot to introduce it!"

When Xiao Yin heard this, he pointed to his clothes and looked at the weeping night and said: "It was him at the beginning, and now it's you, you are working hard and trying your best to bring me to your Rakshasa Sect, right?"

Without waiting for the crying night to answer, Xiao Yin continued: " With the second alliance of Xueyuan as bait, trick the emperor of the Great Zhou into agreeing to your request to escort the Nine Dragons coffin, and then, on the way to escort, you started the preparations that have been planned for many years, breaking the temple and setting up an ambush, all the designs of the palace feather in Shouyang City, as well as the siege of the death of the Lancang River all the way, and then the hunting of the martial arts people of the Great Zhou in the north to blame me, until the end, the final robbery on the official road one step away from Xueyuan City, all of this is actually to lure me in and force me to fall into the trap you have already set. It's a pity that after everything fell through, it seems that the National Teacher and the First Sect Leader can only take action on their own, so there is all this today, right?"

Listening to Xiao Yin's unhurried words, Cry Ye didn't speak, until Xiao Yin finished speaking, Cry Ye was still silent.

Dao Yan on the other side also did not speak.

Everyone on the field did not speak.

Wan Yan Zhenzhen behind Xiao Yin didn't say a word, still hiding behind Xiao Yin.

And Wan Yan Hao, the living dead man lying in the coffin, also closed his eyes at the moment and did not react.

On the platform, only the whistling air flow and dust remained, and the silence was as dead as ever.