In the huge cavern, for a moment, there was absolute silence, and you could barely hear a needle falling on the ground.

Everyone looked up at Zhao Rui in shock, with a look of disbelief on their faces.

The Lingyuan True Immortal Sect Leader is dead!

The cult leader, who was almost as powerful as a monster, was so easily beheaded by this silver-faced man who suddenly appeared under the magic knife!

That's how people can believe!

You must know that just now, hundreds of armed policemen were forced into desperation by the terrifying evil method of the sect leader, and they were almost wiped out!

However, just a few minutes later, things changed dramatically.

The powerful cult leader is easy to kill this silver-faced man!

Even the sect leader was defeated in the hands of this silver-faced man, so how strong is this silver-faced man's strength!

No one dared to guess, and they couldn't guess.

They just cast their eyes on Zhao Rui, mixed with respect and fear, waiting for his next move.

Everyone's hearts beat involuntarily, as if they were about to burst out of their throats.

This mysterious and powerful silver-faced man, one action, one word, will decide their fate, decide their life or death!

Zhao Rui was suspended in mid-air, his cold gaze swept back and forth, and suddenly waved his hand.

The Bloodthirsty Demon Knife circled and shot out. It slammed into the black stone door that weighed 10,000 tons.

With a loud bang, the heavy stone door, like a piece of paper, was torn into pieces, and the huge stone was scattered in all directions.

Hundreds of police officers were now sure they had escaped death. I couldn't help but be ecstatic, excitedly let out an earth-shattering cheer, and hurriedly rushed towards the outside of the cave.

After the thrilling moment just now, they no longer wanted to stay in this cave for half a second.

The remnants of the Lingyuan True Immortal Sect disciples were a completely different story.

All of them turned pale. Lost in his soul and unable to accept the reality of the Sect Master's being killed.

As the most devout believers of the Immortal Sect, in their minds, the sect leader is an existence like a god. Between heaven and earth, only the sect leader is the only true immortal, ascending to heaven and earth, invincible.

However, at this moment, the statue of the god in their minds was like a clay sculpture, torn apart and collapsed.

This made them completely unacceptable for a while.

Right now. In their eyes, the silver-faced man who defeated the sect leader was like a demon from hell. Re-enter the world.

Zhao Rui glanced at the cultists, then turned around and flew towards the altar.

Since this is the master's lair, maybe there can be something good in it, go over and clean up the loot. It never hurts.

Those cultists. thought that Zhao Rui was here to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and his face was like earth. I can't even think of running away.

Because, they know that with the terrifying strength of the silver-faced man, no matter how they escape, they can't escape.

Zhao Rui flew close to the altar and couldn't help but feel a little strange when he saw these cultists still standing in place stupidly.

With a wave of his hand, a strong surge poured out, rolling up the cultists and sending them directly out of the cave.

Although these people have done a lot of hurtful things, they have their own police to deal with them, and he is too lazy to interfere.

Flying above the altar, Zhao Rui slowly descended from the air, landed in front of the stone hall, and then walked in.

This stone hall is not very large, and with the huge body of the Lingyuan True Immortal Sect Master, it is just right to live here.

Zhao Rui casually looked around, and found that there were many strange spells carved on the ground of the stone hall, and the spells were dark red, as if they were coated with a layer of blood.

The incantations were arranged in a singular way, converging in the center of the stone hall.

In the center of the stone hall, there is a groove that is just enough to lie down for a person, and in the groove, a black square box the size of a football is placed.

The square box exudes a black metallic luster, and I don't know what metal it is made of, revealing an evil aura, and the appearance is engraved with some pale gold runes, which is very exquisite and demonic.

Zhao Rui suddenly remembered that Wu Chunbo seemed to have mentioned that the reason why the Lingyuan True Immortal Sect Leader was particularly interested in Tianbao Lingtong seemed to be related to a magic box.

The magic box in Wu Chunbo's mouth probably refers to this.

Zhao Rui picked up the black metal square box with some curiosity and took it in his hand to examine it carefully.

However, after checking for a long time, I didn't see the origin of this box, and I didn't know how to open this box, but I instinctively felt that there might be some kind of powerful monster hidden in this box.

Zhao Rui couldn't help frowning, this magic box might really need Tianbao Lingtong as a sacrifice before it could be opened.

However, such a bloody and cruel thing, he could not do it anyway.

Zhao Rui then threw the magic box into the Qiankun Ring, and decided to slowly find other ways to open the magic box, anyway, he had time, and he was not in a hurry.

This Lingyuan True Immortal Sect Leader is obviously a poor ghost, except for the magic box, there is nothing else that can enter Zhao Ruifa's eyes.

Zhao Rui didn't want to waste any more time in the stone hall, his toes were on the ground, and the whole person rose into the air, flew towards the outside of the cave, and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.

He soon flew back to East Lake and returned to his apartment.

Taking off the ghost mask, Zhao Rui looked at his watch and found that it was already more than three o'clock in the morning, thinking that he would have to go to work tomorrow, Zhao Rui hurriedly walked into the bathroom, prepared to wash up, and then went to bed.

Turning on the water heater, a thin stream of water sprayed out of the nozzle, washing the dust off his body quickly Zhao Rui closed his eyes, enjoyed the washing of the water, and exhaled lightly, with a satisfied look on his face.

In the bathroom, steam swirls and clouds the mirrors.

Zhao Rui rushed for a while, then reached out and wiped the mirror, carefully looking at himself in the mirror.

The changes in the past year or so have been very significant.

The heroic face, bronzed skin, and sturdy body are like two people compared to the thin and ordinary appearance before.

Zhao Rui turned around and took a picture of the back, a strange round tattoo, deeply engraved in the center of his back.

This is the sign that he has entered the Immortal Demon Cemetery, and it is also the mark that he has accepted the inheritance of the Ancient Demon Eight Barbarian Dragons.

It is precisely because of this imprint that the trajectory of his life has been different from then on.

After taking a bath, Zhao Rui wiped his body dry and went to bed directly.

Early the next morning, as usual, I went to work with Yunfang in No. 7 Middle School.

The two of them left the community and came to the bus stop to wait for the bus, Yun Fang suddenly seemed to remember something, and suddenly said: "By the way, Mr. Zhao, I went to your house to look for you last night, but you don't seem to be there!"

"Huh, is it?" Zhao Rui was slightly startled, and then made an excuse, "I went out for a walk at the time, by the way, Mr. Yun, do you have something to do with me?"

"It's not a big deal, it's just that the lights at home suddenly broke down, and I wanted to ask you for help to change them, but then I saw that you weren't there, so I solved it myself. Yun Fang smiled a little embarrassed.

"You should call me then, I'll be on call. Zhao Rui joked.

"Really?" Yun Fang's eyes were swollen, and she glanced at him with a smile, as if she felt that this sentence had some deep meaning.

Just then, the bus arrived, and the two broke off the conversation, squeezed in, and took the bus to school.

When I arrived at the office of the senior high school teacher, in the office, only Mr. Li was sitting in his place, leisurely reading the newspaper, and the other teachers had not yet come.

Sensing that the two of them were coming in, Mr. Li nodded to the two of them, which was regarded as a greeting.

"Teacher Li, a newspaper for breakfast every day has become your habit now!" Yun Fang responded with a smile.

"It's about current affairs. By the way, Mr. Yun, there is news on this, you must be very interested. Teacher Li smiled at Yun Fang, then picked up the newspaper and read, "Last night, the police in Anxian County destroyed a powerful cult organization that had been hidden for many years, killed the leader of the cult, and arrested forty or fifty cult members......"

Yun Fang had already walked to his desk at this time, wiping the table with a rag, and when he heard this, he interrupted him lightly: "What does this kind of news have to do with me." Definitely, do you think I'm also a member of that cult? ”

"I haven't finished reading it yet, the last sentence of this news is the most important. Teacher Li said with a smile, and then continued, "It is reported that this cult organization has a close relationship with a series of missing children in Donghu City. ”

Yun Fang was still wiping the table, but when she heard the last sentence, she immediately stopped, and then turned around and asked anxiously, "Really, is that what the newspaper said?"