Chapter 802: The Sound of the Face Gradually Turning Green, the Pursuit Order

The Thousand-faced Demon Lord is very distressed.

It was a photo album that Ye Feng gave him. There are thousands of pages, all of which are various pictures of Yin Rurong.

To the Thousand-faced Demon Lord, this thing is more expensive than a top-quality spirit stone!

But now, the island has been scattered by the sudden explosion, and many have been destroyed.

"what is the problem?"

The Thousand-faced Demon Lord gritted his teeth, lowered his head, and looked at the exploding island, only to see a huge green snake drilled out of it.

"Hahaha!"

"This emperor has been in seclusion for many years, and he is finally going to transform into a dragon, and he has advanced to the Void Realm."

The green snake laughed loudly, and the thunder shook the sky.

The Thousand-faced Demon Sovereign was only in the Divine Origin Realm, and was so frightened that he shivered and quickly backed away.

"I'm pissed off too!"

He was annoyed.

If the green snake was only in the Divine Origin Realm, he would definitely use the power of thunder to blow it up.

However, Qing Snake's strength is not bad and can't be shaken.

rumbling...

The illusory Thunder Hall appeared soon, and the green snake was stunned for a while, but still began to transcend the calamity.

This area was shrouded in lightning, and the Thousand Faced Demon Lord only had time to collect part of the photo album, and the rest was shrouded in lightning, and he did not dare to go in and get it.

"Hey, what is this?"

The two young women flew by nearby and saw the green snake who was transcending the calamity, as well as the Thousand-faced Demon Lord, and their eyes quickly fell on some of the photo albums he was holding.

"Damn beast!"

"How can you have these... such unsightly portraits of the Holy Lord?"

The two maids stared at the Thousand-faced Demon Lord.

That gaze seemed to eat him up!

"hiss!"

The Thousand-faced Demon Lord took a deep breath.

He never thought that he would meet Yin Rurong's maid here, and both of them were in the Void-breaking realm.

"Thirty-six strategies are the best strategies!"

The Thousand-faced Demon Lord crushed a teleportation talisman and disappeared instantly. When he reappeared, he had already reunited with the black armored guard and returned to White Floating City at the fastest speed.

near the island.

The two maids found a lot of the rest of the photo album. Although the Yin Rurong in the picture was wearing clothes, the demeanor was very charming and attractive.

If she knew this, she would be angry.

After half an hour.

The two maids returned to Yin Rurong's secluded courtyard by the sea and put this part of the album on the table.

After Yin Rurong saw it, she suddenly became furious.

"Who did it?"

Her breathing was short, thunder and lightning flashed above the sky, the void was torn apart, and the black mist filled the air, as if the end of the world had come.

"The slaves were found in the sea."

The two maids did not dare to hide it, and immediately told all the scenes they encountered in the Tianyuan Sea Area.

Moreover, they condensed the portrait of the Thousand-faced Demon Lord.

"It was this man!"

"Give me a hunting order and search the entire Shenzhou Continent. Even if you dig three feet into the ground, you have to dig out people for me!"

The sound is like Rong angrily.

"Yes." The two maids hurriedly acted.

After they left, Yin Rurong was so angry that she hurriedly tore up several pictures.

then.

She found a picture of her lying beside the bathtub. Although it was covered by a faint mist, it still made countless men breathe harder and blood flowed faster.

"Isn't this my bathing picture some time ago?"

"Who is it that can come up with such a picture scroll? Is there someone peeping around me all the time?"

Yin Rurong's face turned blue.

She looked around, always feeling uneasy.

a day later.

The portrait of the Thousand-faced Demon Lord is plastered all over the cities in China, and it is written that if you can provide effective clues, you can get ten top-quality spirit stones, and if you can catch this person, the spirit stones will be increased by ten times.

As soon as the news came out, Shenzhou was a sensation.

Everyone is searching for the portrait, hoping to catch the Thousand-faced Demon Lord.

In this way, you can receive hundreds of top-grade spirit stones.

Holy Land.

"Holy Son, it's not good!"

"There is another big news in Shenzhou. It is said that Rurong, the main voice of Tianmiao Holy Land, ordered a person to be hunted down, and it suppressed the limelight of the newly released 'Spirit Treasure List'."

Zhu Yongfu and Mr. Paper Fan reported the situation together.

"what?!"

Hearing this, Feng Chuan was so angry that he spurted blood from his mouth and nose, passed out on the spot, and couldn't wake up for a long time.

He doesn't understand.

Why is Ye Feng against himself, Xiao Cangtian against himself, and now, even Yin Rurong is against him?

What crime have I done!

Even though he fainted from anger, Feng Chuan still had a nightmare, his body trembled violently, like a sheep's epilepsy.

...

The Palace of the Lord of the White Floating City.

The Thousand-faced Demon Lord and Gong Qingqiu sat in their seats, looking at the portrait sent by Hei Jiawei, their faces were strange.

"Monarch, isn't this what you looked like some time ago?"

Gong Qingqiu asked.

At this time, the Thousand-faced Demon Lord turned into a handsome young man in white, and the corner of his mouth twitched when he saw the middle-aged man with a mustache in the portrait.

"Shh!"

He hurriedly made a silent gesture.

"Oh, I understand!" Gong Qingqiu mistakenly thought that Ye Feng had specially arranged for the Thousand-faced Demon Lord to stimulate Yin Rurong, and nodded again and again.

Do you understand again?

The Thousand-faced Demon Lord scratched his head, wondering if Gong Qingqiu really understood, or if he didn't pretend to understand.

Soon.

Gong Qingqiu retreated and practiced, hitting the peak of the Divine Origin Realm.

The Thousand-faced Demon Lord returned to the Nanlu Mountains and was about to do something, but found that there was wind blowing behind him, and quickly turned to look.

Outside the cave, there was a person standing.

He is Ye Feng.

"What's the matter?" Ye Feng asked, picking up the portrait of the Thousand-faced Demon Lord a few days ago.

The corner of the Thousand-faced Demon Lord twitched, and he had to tell what happened in the Tianyuan Sea Area.

"That's what happened!"

Ye Feng suddenly realized.

He looked at the direction of the Tianyuan Sea Area, touched his chin, and suddenly laughed, the smile gradually changed.

The next morning.

The major cities in mainland China.

Whoa!

At the same time, countless picture albums fell from the sky and were caught by everyone, and then they found out that this was a beautiful woman, or a beautiful woman was bathing, or sleeping.

Although they are all wearing clothes, they are a little cool.

"hiss!"

"This is the main voice of Tianmiao Holy Land, Rurong!"

"My God, how can there be her picture album, and she is dressed so coolly and her expression is very charming."

All over China, many people recognized the person in the painting.

What followed was a heated discussion.

Tianyuan sea area.

Yin Rurong listened to the news from the two maids, her face turned green with anger, and a terrifying aura erupted, instantly shattering the surrounding void.

"No matter what means you use!"

"I have to find the person behind the scenes for me, and then, this sage will kill him by a thousand swords!"

Yin Rurong's voice was full of killing intent.

Even the two maids were so frightened that they knelt on the ground and shivered.

Soon, the two maids left.

"Sister Rurong, what's going on?" Xue Yan, the Holy Master of the Ice and Snow Holy Land, came here, grabbed Yin Rurong's hand, and her pretty face was full of worry.

"I don't know either!" Yin Rurong's chest heaved violently with anger, and he gritted his teeth, "However, I can guarantee that this matter must be related to Ye Feng!"

"Impossible! Sect Master Ye is a gentleman and won't do that kind of thing." Xue Yan shook her head again and again.

"It must be him!"

Yin Rurong insisted.

In her opinion, other than Ye Feng, who is the son of destiny, who else can do that kind of picture book?

At this time, maybe Ye Feng was hiding somewhere, quietly watching her jokes!