The other side of the Afterlife Sect.

There are a large number of active volcanoes here, and thick black smoke slowly rises from the crater into the sky, merging with the black clouds.

A series of swarthy iron attics stand at the foot of the mountain, and next to the attic flows a hot and viscous bright red magma, a picture of a small bridge and flowing water.

Five braked men, their strong flesh covered with sweat droplets, each holding two iron buckets filled with magma, made a piercing sound whenever sweat fell on them.

"Senior brother, I don't know if these magma are enough for Master and his old man. One of the strong-looking men, who was still relatively immature, walked cautiously, for fear that the hot magma would burn him, and compared to the relaxed appearance of the other strong men, he was obviously a freshman.

"Who knows? I'm not him, but junior brother, you just came here and need to exercise, if these magma are not enough......" The big man led by him put down the iron bucket, wiped the sweat on his face, and showed a smile on his honest face that you know.

When the little junior brother heard this, he subconsciously looked at his second senior brother, third senior brother and fourth senior brother with pitiful eyes, hoping that they would say a fair word.

The appearance of the second senior brother and the third senior brother is very similar, at a glance, you know that it is a mother, one of them is called Zhuanghuo, the other is called Zhuangshui, when they are fine, they can be described as incompatible, but in terms of external aspects, the two will stand together, they glanced at each other, and reached an agreement in an instant.

"Tsk, junior brother, you look at me with this look, and your second senior brother and I both listen to senior brother. ”

"That's right, the master is refining the weapon, and the senior brother is our leader. ”

"Hey, hey, don't you guys still have a little humanity, don't you see how thin the little junior brother is? If you are tired of the little junior brother, who else will you call?"

The fourth senior brother is a decent person, although he is shirtless, his shirt is tied around his waist very neatly, and he looks at the three of them very unhappily on his clean face, and he looks like he stood up and said a fair word.

However, his next sentence made the little junior brother's bright eyes dim.

"Little junior brother, although my brother can't help you much, my brother can pat my chest and promise that your dinner will be eaten for you, so you don't need to worry about everything, just do it boldly. ”

Bang!

Just as the five of them were talking, a roar suddenly came from a long distance, followed by a blinding light that was particularly clear in this dim place.

"Thunder?" said the second senior brother with his nostrils buttoned.

"It's still raining in this place?" the third senior brother looked at the second senior brother, as if he was mentally retarded.

"Look at the place where the voice came out, it should be the inner gate, it should be a certain inner disciple who has crossed the catastrophe. The fourth senior brother analyzed very rationally.

"It's not going to be a fight, is it? The little junior brother's silly and sweet words attracted the sideways glances of the three senior brothers, whose eyes were full of love for him.

"Fart, analyze it one by one, this is a spiritual weapon tribulation, and look at the movement of the thunderstorm, it should be the eighth or ninth thunder tribulation, you guys hurry up, I'll go and inform the master." ”

The elder brother has been here for the longest time, and with his years of experience, he can judge the source of this roar at a glance.

"Hmph, it's also a senior brother, I don't have any responsibility at all, I don't know if I'm walking with an iron bucket when I put down my things. ”

"That's right, that's right. ”

"Uh... Little junior brother, senior brother's things will trouble you. ”

"Do you still have a bit of humanity?"

The little junior brother's mouth opened slightly, his hand froze in mid-air, looking at his three senior brothers walking like flying, and suddenly wanted to say: MMP.

At the same time, the senior brother also returned to the Refining Pavilion, he hurriedly walked to a stone room, first bowed respectfully, and said, "Master, there is a spiritual weapon in the sect that is crossing the tribulation, and according to the disciple's judgment, it should be the eighth or ninth thunder tribulation." ”

"What did you say?"

As soon as the elder brother's words fell, he heard the sound of stones rubbing against each other, and then an extremely hot wave of air rushed to his face, and his flesh was almost steamed.

"Returning to Master, there is a spiritual weapon in the sect that is crossing the catastrophe......."

In front of the elder brother stood a burly white-bearded old man, his bronzed body was full of scars, and the muscles seemed to contain the power of a dragon, which made people feel fearful.

"How many thunderstorms?" the muscular old man's voice was dull, echoing in the attic.

"It should be the eighth or ninth level, the disciple is still inexperienced, and he doesn't dare to draw conclusions.... Master?...... What about people?....."

As the senior brother spoke, he suddenly felt that the master's breath had disappeared, and he used this afterglow to check, and a stunned look appeared on his face.

"Master is still this anxious, I haven't said the specific location of the tribulation, the Death Sect is so big, where can he find it, hey...."

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The other side.

The central plaza of the Deceased Sect.

The raindrops of thunder fell wildly, completely changing the topography of the entire central square. Twelve Literary Network

The power of the Thunder Tribulation was released to the maximum extent at this moment, and the Mo Evil himself who saw it jumped straight eyelids, this is what the peerless treasure of Huangquan Evil Iron can resist, if it is changed to a physical body, let alone twice, he can't bear it at once.

"Everything I can help you has already helped, and success or failure depends on your own creation. ”

Mo Xie prayed inwardly, and then sat cross-legged on the ground, silently recovering from the injuries of his body and the weakness caused by the division of his soul.

"You are the disciple of the Ink Evil?"

Just as the ink evil was recovering, a man's voice suddenly appeared from afar.

"Exactly, who are you?"

Mo Xie opened his eyes suddenly, he stood up, and looked at the man standing not far away, his appearance was very ordinary, he belonged to the kind that could not be seen when thrown into the crowd, the simple black robe did not have any decorations, not even the gold pattern that represented the identity.

"Well, you look pretty good, you killed all these inner disciples?"

The man didn't answer Moxie's question, instead pointing to the severed limbs and skulls scattered on the ground.

"What do you say?"

Mo Xie's heart can be said to be extremely unhappy, he has never seen such an arrogant person.

"Hey... It's a pity, many of these inner disciples are people under my hands, although it doesn't matter, but how to say that these people are also cheap labor, aren't they?"

The man walked among the corpses, with a compassionate look in his eyes, but the words that came out of his mouth were extremely cold-blooded.

Wow!

As he walked, the sound of waves echoed through the void, and the salty smell of the sea penetrated into the ink demon's nose, and the smell of blood was dispelled.

"Heh, how can you help them get revenge?"

Mo Xie sneered, there was no fear on his face, people are more afraid of weakness than people, even if he is not in a good state?

"Revenge?" The man was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a smile and continued: "There is a shortage of everything in this world, that is, there is no shortage of labor, and the big deal is to find a few. ”

"My name is Wang Ye, and I am here this time for the jade pendant on your body and the knife behind you. ”

Although Wang Ye's face was ordinary, his speech was polite, in stark contrast to the place where this person eats people, like a white lotus growing in a manure tank.

"Oh... In that case, let's start fighting. ”

Mo Xie knew that he and Wang Ye would not be able to avoid this battle, so he didn't talk nonsense, and directly condensed a long knife in his hand with the power of extreme killing, and at the same time, the evil wheel moon behind him also conjured up, staring directly at Wang Ye's eyes.

"Illusion? ”

Wang Ye still looked polite, he chuckled, and his eyes looked at the Evil Wheel Moon so generously.

"Chance!"

Mo Xie's eyes widened slightly, and the moment Wang Ye was pulled into the illusion by the Evil Wheel Moon, his body moved involuntarily, and the blood-colored long knife in his hand slashed through a cold arc and slashed at Wang Ye's neck.

Sonor!

There was a muffled sound, and things weren't as bloody as Mo Xie thought.

"It's been a long time since I've experienced a fantasy. ”

Wang Ye's hand grasped the long knife steadily, emitting a brilliant spark, and he said to Mo Xie with a smile, his eyes were very clear, as if it was a clear spring that could be seen at a glance.

The floating steps under the feet of the ink evil opened, the figure retreated backwards, and the long knife in Wang Ye's hand turned into a trace of spiritual power and returned to the hands of the ink evil.

"What a tenacious Dao heart. ”

There was a hint of shock in his eyes, in this filthy place, there was still someone who could maintain such a pure and tenacious Dao heart, which was no less rare than a three-legged toad.

"The third realm of the Extreme Realm, the physical body realm, open!"

After the first attempt, Mo Xie got a lot of useful information, first of all, Wang Ye's Dao heart is tenacious, and secondly, his physical body is very strong, at least he can throw Mo Xie out a few streets.

Therefore, without any hesitation, he directly opened the third realm of the Extreme Realm Flesh Body Realm, hoping to use the power of the flesh body realm to compete with it.

"Exercises to improve the strength of the physical body?"

Wang Ye's eyes showed a look of doubt for the first time, it was the first time he saw the Extreme Realm, even if everyone knew the word Extreme Realm, but no one could associate the Extreme Realm with the body of the ink evil, because the word Extreme Realm belonged to the legend for the monk.

Roar!

Mo Xie roared angrily, and strange black and red tattoos gradually appeared on his body, and the huge murderous aura mixed with the power of qi and blood rushed straight to the sky, and the strength of his body jumped from the original medium-grade magic weapon to the top magic weapon, and its strength increased to an astonishing degree.