Chapter 1139 The Taste Is Really Unique

The black-clothed man wore a dark gray mask, and the aura emanating from his body seemed like a mortal.

A leader of the Hall of Yinhun couldn't help looking at the man in black respectfully and asked, "Messenger, do we need to deal with Yu Qingqian and Feng Chen?"

They didn't know the mysterious envoy who came to agree temporarily, but the high-level officials in the temple repeatedly emphasized that they must be respectful to the envoy, and they should not be neglected in the slightest. They had long suspected that the identity of the envoy was not simple.

The reason why the Hall of Yinhun continued to launch a surprise attack without removing Yu Qingqian this time was all requested by the envoy on a whim.

The black-clothed man's eyes were so deep that no emotion could be seen, and his lips raised a slight arc, "No, I just want to see how Yu Qingqian and Feng Chen deal with the abyssal monster today."

"..." The corners of their mouths twitched. How does Yu Qingqian deal with monsters from the abyss?

The envoy's taste is really unique, he doesn't care about those monsters, but they are very distressed, they are all the achievements of the Hall of Ghosts in recent years.

Now that the young master is trapped in a secret realm, their speed of cultivating abyssal monsters is much slower, and the loss should not be too serious.

They just stared at this calm messenger, but they didn't dare to object. For some reason, this person always gave them a chilling sense of fear.

Under the signal of others, the commander couldn't help but asked nervously: "Messenger, if we don't stop it, the more than 10,000 abyss monsters we put on the battlefield this time may all be killed."

The black-clothed man glanced at the man lightly, "It's just more than ten thousand monsters from the abyss, so there's no need to make such a fuss."

The commander was stared at by this look, the blood in his whole body seemed to be frozen by the cold, he couldn't help stammering: "Yes!"

This envoy is really too powerful, much stronger than the elders in the temple who are spiritually cultivated.

"Interesting." The corners of the black-clothed man's lips curled up, pointed at Yu Qingqian and asked, "That's the woman who planned to trap Shi Xi in the secret realm of consonance?"

"That's right, she trapped the young master's plan in the Consonance Secret Realm." Several people nodded immediately.

The man in black said calmly: "Shi Xi seems to have lost well."

"..." Several people looked at each other a few times, what does it mean to lose wrongly?

However, the man in black was obviously not going to answer this question to them, so he stopped talking, and just looked ahead quietly, his eyes falling on Yu Qingqian and Feng Chen.

Yu Qingqian and Feng Chen swept along with the reinforcements of human soldiers, and suddenly felt an inexplicable palpitation, and they both raised their heads and looked not far behind the zombie group.

I saw a man in black clothes with a dark gray mask standing in mid-air, staring at them calmly, with playful arcs on the corners of his lips, as if he was staring at some prey.

Yu Qingqian and Feng Chen tried their best to detect each other's strength at the same time, but the playful arc on the other's lips became more intense, and then a strong mental strength emanated from the man in black.

The three mental forces clashed in mid-air for a few breaths, and finally dissipated into nothingness.

Yu Qingqian and Feng Chen were extremely surprised, they didn't expect that the other party was actually a master who developed mental power.

The man in black laughed lightly: "These two little prey are not bad, and I didn't think my trip was in vain."

"Go and tell Long Eagle of the Beast Race that I agree to the cooperation plan he proposed earlier." After he finished speaking to the people behind him, he tore open the space in front of him, and his figure disappeared instantly. Deep strong.