Haha......" An Cang Xujun laughed maniacally, "But you fell short, and you can only fall here with me!"

"Ignorance!"

An Cang Shajun was still laughing, because only a rampant laugh could hide his fear.

"Since you can't put pressure on me, I can naturally only use the power of thunder to break through. The Immortal King didn't mean to let him go like that, but woke him up again.

An Cang Xujun stopped smiling, his eyes were a little distracted, his mouth was closed one by one, sometimes there was a sound, and sometimes it was a smash.

"Thunder Mountains...... Thunder...... Thunder...... Exclusion ......"

"You're right! As soon as you die, my demons will disappear. Your father knows that you died here, and he still doesn't dare to come to take revenge on me, so I have plenty of time to use the thunder to refine and achieve my path of immortality. When the time comes, even your father won't be able to help me. ”

Lin Mochen was glad that he was not in a hurry, otherwise he would have been wiped out by others.

"You won't succeed at all! The power of thunder is so terrifying, even if you don't want to mess with it. You go straight into the Thunder penalty area, and you will end up with no bones. I'm in—down—face—waiting—you!"

An Cang Xujun said the last six words word by word, and then faced a thunderbolt, turned into flying ashes, and disappeared into the zombie country.

"I didn't expect that when you died, you became a man. The Corpse King's eyes were a little complicated.

Revenge is sometimes not necessarily a relief, but a deeper confusion.

Listening to the recovering thunder, Lin Mochen's eyes rolled, could it be that their battle was over?

Wushan, Ancang region, Ancang mansion.

In a forbidden attic, hundreds of clouds of light floated, and a name was written underneath.

At this time, a floating light quietly annihilated, leaving only one name, which was particularly clear under the other floating lights: An Cang Xujun.

"Young, the young master is dead?" said the elder guarding the attic, stammering a little.

I looked and looked at the name, and found that my eyes did not deceive me, "Why, why did you die?"

After taking two steps back and forth, he suddenly remembered something: "Report, if you want the patriarch to report." ”

The door of the attic opened and closed, and the wind blew the floating light inside, and many of them lost their positions.

"Patriarch, it's not good, the young master's consciousness has disappeared. The elder guarding the attic shouted at a secret room, and several masters also gathered on the side, carefully watching the door of the secret room.

"What did you say?" The door of the chamber was knocked out of the figure, and the stone foam flew in the air.

The bone-revealing palm was tightly grasped on his collar, and the evil aura on his face kept rolling, showing that the master's mood fluctuated greatly.

The consciousness left by the young master dissipated. The words of the Pavilion Elder suddenly became extremely sharp.

"Take me to see it. ”

Having said that, the Pavilion Elder had been carried by him all the time, and the two of them appeared in front of the attic at the same time.

"Turn it on. ”

As soon as the words fell, the elders who were present just now appeared around one by one.

No one spoke, and no one dared to touch this brow.

And the elders who reported the news, their fate has already been decided.

Without his hands, even the highest cultivation patriarch in Ancang Mansion would not dare to do it at will.

Countless years of guarding had already made him extremely familiar with these hand-to-hand duels, and he opened them all at once.

Inside, there are scattered consciousnesses, many of which do not correspond to their names.

This...... The Pavilion Elder was a little dazed, but he quickly reacted.

Anyone who is stared at by such a pair of eyes with great pressure, and they dare not have a chance if they want to continue in a daze.

Before the Patriarch of An Cang became angry, the Elder of the Pavilion opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of natal mystery, which quickly fell on the various names. The power of consciousness in the air shook for a while, and suddenly appeared on the corresponding name, and then clung to it.

"So many people died?" An Cangju's voice was extremely cold, and his eyes were firmly fixed on his son's name.

It's over! The face of the Elder Shouge was full of despair, and he hurriedly defended: "As soon as I found out that there was a problem with the young patriarch's consciousness floating, I rushed to inform the patriarch as soon as possible, causing the other floating lights to be damaged. ”

"Patriarch, the elders of the Pavilion are not in good management, and they should be severely punished!"

In this world, there will always be people who fall into the ground. The Elder of the Shou Pavilion is an idle position, which is most suitable for cultivators, and there are many benefits and idleness, so naturally some people are jealous.

The elder of the pavilion, who was already panicking, hurriedly knelt down on the ground, "My subordinates are negligent and willing to be punished!"

In addition to the horror and resentment in the eyes buried in the ground. The Elder of the Pavilion is an idle position, so naturally he is not worthy of being wooed by others, and he also cannot give convenience to others. Coupled with the fact that he himself does not like to socialize, he naturally ends up alone.

At this time, no one is willing to stand up for him.

"I hope you didn't lie to me. An Cangju's voice regained its calm, and he didn't even look at him.

"SaSa!" After two muffled syllables, An Cangju opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of black essence blood, which landed on "An Cang Xujun".

All the Ancang people pressed their hearts and waited for the final result.

The name that had been drenched in black essence blood suddenly released a rich light, suppressing all the floating lights around it, and illuminating all the corpses in the attic.

Only the facial expressions of the Pavilion Elders were pressed against the ground, and they were not illuminated.

Suddenly, the dazzling light disappeared completely, making it dark in front of everyone's eyes.

"Good. An Cangjuzai's voice was extremely low, with an irrepressible tremor, "You didn't lie to me. ”

"Ahh ”

The blue-black hands released two sinister aura.

The Elder Shouge raised his head suddenly, his eyes full of horror, which lifted the hearts of the surrounding Ancang people. Then he drooped down again, looking at the culprit who made him feel endless pain and was about to take away his life—the real evil spirit.

With the last of his strength, he turned his head with dark black blood stains in the direction of the voice he had just spoken, and looked at the other party with a vicious eye.

A stiff level master instantly turned into a stiff corpse and smashed to the ground.

"Elder Liang, come and tell me what is the situation with the Evil Monarch?" An Cangju didn't even look like the elder of the Guarding Pavilion, and his eyes never even moved.

Elder Liang, who had been prepared for a long time, still walked out tremblingly and told what he knew.

"He said he didn't bring it, did you really let him not bring it?"

The filaments of evil qi that still lingered in his hands directly penetrated Elder Liang's throat and hung him up.