Chapter 1632: Quacking

"Haha! There are three or two kittens, and in the huge wild mountain range, apart from the monks who came here to watch your jokes, don't you, Wu Yin, have a few friends who are worthy?"

The eyes of the head of the Blood Demon Sect, hidden under the black robe, flashed a hint of mockery, and jokingly said.

"Sect Master! Even if the Setting Sun Sect wants to destroy the sect today, we will not let you die here alone. If you die, we will go on the road together!"

"That's right, it's just death. If it wasn't for the Setting Sun Sect, I would have died seven hundred years ago. Now that I can become a cultivator at the beginning of the Dharma Aspect Realm, I have had an addiction, enough!"

"It's okay for you..."

Wu Yin took a deep breath, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and looked at the head of the Blood Demon Sect, "Haha, there are more than a dozen brothers accompanying me. Even if I die, I will not be alone on the road to Huangquan. With your arrogant and domineering temper, You won't live long, sooner or later, I will wait for you in the underworld! Hahaha!"

"Sovereign! And us!"

More than a dozen figures burst out of the air and landed behind Wu Yin. Their faces looked deathly. At this time, the female cultivators on the pillar seemed to be gradually waking up. Seeing the scene in front of them, their expressions were excited , biting his lips tightly.

"Haven't you heard that my Blood Demon Sect is the best at refining souls? After I kill you, I will extract your souls and refine them into soul slaves, who will be suppressed in our Blood Demon Sect forever and serve as slaves and servants." , Jie Jie Jie!"

The lord of the Gorefiend Sect laughed gloomily, his laughter was as sharp as a night owl.

After Wu Yin and the people behind him heard these words, their expressions changed slightly. At this moment, Wu Yin's eyes suddenly fell on the mountain where tens of thousands of monks gathered.

"Tianxin Sect, do you still want to show your face? Taking the cultivation resources of my Setting Sun Sect, is this how the foreign sects are so rampant in the Great Wilderness Mountains? Today my Setting Sun Sect destroys the sect, and in the future it will be your Tianxin Sect destroying the sect!"

On the top of the mountain, a beautiful female cultivator in purple looked at Wu Yin coldly. Seeing that all the monks around her seemed to be looking at her, the female cultivator snorted coldly: "Your setting sun sect and the blood My Tianxin Sect will not intervene in the hatred of the Demon Sect, so don't sow dissension anymore."

"Elder Nangong, you are right."

The head of the Blood Demon Sect looked at the woman in purple and said with a smile.

"Your Excellency, please make a quick decision."

The woman in purple clasped her hands and smiled.

"Then, are there any remnants of the Setting Sun Sect coming out to die?"

The head of the Blood Demon Sect glanced at everyone, and all the monks lowered their heads, not daring to look at him. There are still many disciples of the Setting Sun Sect, but they don't have the courage to die with Wu Yin , could only clenched his fists tightly and bit his lips.

"Hahaha, isn't it gone? I heard that when your Setting Sun Sect was at its most glorious, you had thirty thousand disciples. Even if you were the Creator of One Calamity, there were more than a dozen, but now they all disappeared?"

The head of the Blood Demon Sect looked at Wu Yin jokingly, before Wu Yin could speak, his crazy eyes fell on the top of the mountains again, "Who else wants to die with the Setting Sun Sect, get out!" His roar echoed in the mountains, and just when the lord of the Blood Demon Sect sneered and was about to continue mocking Wu Yin, a voice floated from a distance.

"I've never seen you so anxious, you don't have to rush if you want to die?"

"who?"

The lord of the Blood Demon Sect looked coldly at the place where the sound came from, and then a smirk hung on the corner of his mouth. He saw three immortal monks, and the leader, although he couldn't see through his cultivation for a while, he must have It can't be too high, otherwise how can you hang out with monks in the immortal realm?

The monks on the top of the mountains also cast their gazes over one after another, thinking in their hearts which lunatic is it, and under such circumstances, they still want to come out to seek death?

"Brother, have you become the leader of a faction for thousands of years?"

Ning Qi brought Lei Wenjuan and the others between Wu Yin and the head of the Blood Demon Sect, looked at Wu Yin and said with a smile.

Ning Qi has been to the earth for ten years, and the Central Continent has been nearly four thousand years. Wu Yin's appearance is obviously much more mature than before, and he is gradually entering middle age.

Wu Yin stared at Ning Qi dumbfounded, and was silent for three to five breaths. He suddenly punched Ning Qi on the shoulder, and said angrily: "You disappeared for thousands of years, where did you hide? ?”

"I left for something."

Ning Qi smiled and rubbed his nose. Wu Yin's aura is already the Creator of the Second Calamity. When he left the Central Continent, Wu Yin was only a monk in the late stage of the Faxiang Realm, which means that he has experienced at least one or two times in the past thousands of years. It is only after this adventure that his cultivation can increase so quickly.

For normal monks, it is already extremely remarkable to break through from the late stage of Faxiang Realm to half-step fortune in more than three thousand years. Of course, Tianjiao is not among them.

"Senior, suzerain, do you know each other?"

Lei Wenjuan and the other three looked at the two of them dumbfounded.

"Hey, how did the three of you end up with my brother? Wait, get out of here quickly! Hurry up!"

Wu Yin suddenly remembered that he was besieged on all sides now, no matter how strong Ning Qi was, could it be possible that in just three thousand years, he could be comparable to the Creator of the Second Tribulation? He has also experienced several adventures before he has the cultivation base he has today!

"This Wu Yin should be a good person, otherwise, how could so many people be willing to accompany him to die?"

"It's a pity. I heard that he is still young. He has already become the Creator of the Second Kalpa, and he may be ranked as a true immortal in the future."

"Hush, keep your voice down, aren't you afraid of being missed by Tianxinzong?"

The monks on the nearby hill were discussing in low voices.

The purple-clothed female cultivator of Tianxin Sect glanced coldly at the nearby monks, they immediately shut their mouths, and then the purple-clothed female cultivator looked at Ning Qi again, with a hint of mockery flashing in her eyes.

"Hahaha, brotherly love? Well, that's great. I didn't kill you in the first place. The decision was correct. Otherwise, how could I attract so many ants? Come on! What other ants are coming out... Come... Come……"

The head of the Blood Demon Sect laughed wildly, but at the end of the sentence, he suddenly found that there was an extra figure in front of him, and the visitor silently bullied him, causing his heart to thump suddenly, and he couldn't say anything after that, stiffly He was held back because...he found that he couldn't move.

"Cracking noise."

Ning Qi frowned at the head of the Blood Demon Sect, and stretched out his hand to pull down his cloak. After seeing this scene, the nearby monks, including Wu Yin and others, opened their mouths subconsciously, and looked at Ning Qi in disbelief. The suzerain of the Gorefiend sect, the creator of the second calamity peak, how could he allow others to tear off his cloak?

A bald head was exposed in front of everyone. Under the cloak, there was a very ugly face with no nose and only two holes, as if it had been shaved once with a knife from top to bottom.