The atmosphere on the court became awkward again. No one spoke, they just looked at each other silently. When they glanced at Su Zan's back, there was a hint of fierceness in their eyes.

At this time, Yan BuTong's figure slowly floated down and came to the ring. He smiled and acted as a peacemaker and said to everyone:

"Haha, everyone should stop arguing. Little friend Su Zian has already made a request to our Yijian Villa, so everyone should stop thinking about the Yijian Order.

Today is a happy day for Yijian Villa. Little friend Su Zan is also a guest of our Yijian Villa, so please stop scheming. "

The strength of the Ninth Level Supreme Realm in him shook slightly and was released around him. Only then did everyone let go of their thoughts.

The Yi Jian Order has been used.

Pity.

Then there was no need to pester Su Zan anymore.

I just don’t know what request he made, and what will Yijian Villa do?

After all, everyone present had never seen Yi Jian Ling.

The small forces in the outer courtyard didn't care about this. Instead, they admired Yijian Villa's commitment to its promises and strong confidence.

For a time, the reputation of Yijian Villa improved a lot, and the talk about Su Zhan slowly died down.

Everyone began to change the topic one after another. Some good-hearted people immediately brought the topic to the previous incident in Fanlang City. In addition, everyone present had many related friends and relatives who died tragically in Fanlang City, and they instantly had a common topic. .

Su Zan, on the other hand, seemed to be completely unaware of the Demon Master. He looked at Meng Yan beside him with curiosity and asked, "Hey! Do you know the Demon Master? What did he do?"

Meng Yan was stunned for a moment, apparently not expecting that Su Zan in front of him didn't know about the old demon.

During this period, whether it was the investigation of the ten major sects or the trouble caused by the avatar of the old Taoist Primordial Spirit, the entire continent was in turmoil. load

But the young man crawling out of the coffin in front of him didn't know?

Could it be that he has lived longer than the old Taoist Demon?

Meng Yan explained patiently, and then told Su Zan about the majesty of the Demon Master a thousand years ago and some recent events.

Su Zan's expression changed, and finally he calmed down and said: "It turns out it's just a demon. I thought it was some kind of powerful demon. Ha, can this be called a demon?"

He looked obviously disdainful.

The title of Heavenly Demon is not worthy of a person in such a small world, let alone one who is only in the realm of transcending tribulation.

"By the way, this is the fragment of the Heavenly Demon Dao Code. I'll show it to you, but don't practice it!" Meng Yan said, carefully handing a roll of parchment to Su Zan.

This was something she and Wan Wanqiu had obtained in Fanlang City before, and it was also at that time that they discovered Murong Lin's blood demon clone pretending to be the "Old Demon".

Su Zan took the parchment from Meng Yan's hand nonchalantly, glanced at it with his consciousness, and instantly read through some of the fragments recorded on it, his expression suddenly changed.

He blurted out directly: "Holy crap! The Yellow Turban Old Demon's "Yellow Turban Dao Code", no, no, no, this is just a fragment. Let me go, how many people are eyeing this place!"

He obviously knew something, that's why he was so shocked.

He slapped his head suddenly and whispered in annoyance: "If I had known that I would have chosen more carefully three thousand years ago, why did all these old guys come over when I woke up?"

But even though he said this, his eyes were full of fighting spirit and ferocity, without any fear or timidity.

"But it's okay, it's better for all these people to come over! Hehe, my ancient burial coffin still lacks the blood of some strong men."

The last words were almost too low to be heard.

Meng Yan quickly snatched the parchment back from Su Zan's hand, stared at him with big eyes and said seriously: "Here you go, don't practice randomly, it's incomplete and may cause danger!"

Su Zan nodded, indicating that he understood.

Of course he knew that the things recorded on it were incomplete, and the original name of this fragment should not be called "The Heavenly Demon's Dao Code", but the "Yellow Turban Dao Code".

It is said to be a Taoist scripture, but in fact it has nothing to do with the righteousness. It is just a skill created by the old demon in yellow turban and passed on to his subordinates for practice. But I don't know why this spiritual skill also exists in Xuannan Realm.

And the old Taoist Yellow Turban is a strong man who has surpassed the existence of 240 in the Tribulation Realm!

Su Zan didn't say anything, but looked around, then lowered his head and began to think deeply.

On the other side, Murong Lin looked at Su Zan. After he took action, his system interface began to change.

"Protagonist: Su Zhan

Protagonist value: 800

Age: unknown

Cultivation: Peak of the Supreme Realm (???)

Talents: Big Protagonist Aura, Living Dead, (Unknown). "

Living dead?

What the hell is this? Is it related to his extremely strong self-healing ability?

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