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The name of Demon Sea Sect resounded throughout the entire Black Tortoise world, and cultivators on every continent were curious about this mysterious Sect of the Northern Wilderness.

Curious about their strength and everything about them.

Mo Haizong seemed to be airborne, suddenly appearing in the Black Tortoise world.

Unified the entire Sect of the Northern Wilderness, slaughtered the Golden-winged Great Peng clan army, and a year later went directly to Dongzhou, slaughtered dozens of races, and wiped out the Golden-winged Great Peng clan in front of the eight ancient royal families

Swallowing Rats.

Such a vicious reputation made any Sect in the Black Tortoise world dare not provoke him.

Yang Jie never thought that the people sitting in front of him were from the Northern Wilderness Demon Sea Sect.

"What's the matter? Brother Yang, you seem to be shocked by where I come from?" Chen Fan said with a smile on his face.

Can you not be shocked! Mo Haizong's whereabouts are too mysterious, and almost everyone who has seen their appearance is dead.

"Um, there is one thing. I never thought that I could get to know Brother Chen. It's really my honor." Yang Jie came back to his senses and looked at Chen Fan.

Only then did 29 realize that he couldn't see through Chen Fan's Cultivation Base, and the aura on Chen Fan was as unpredictable as an abyss.

Yang Jie couldn't help summing up Chen Fan as an opponent of the same level.

"Brother Chen also came to Zhongzhou for the Tianjiao talk meeting three days later?" Yang Jie asked.

"That's right, the Northern Wilderness is really boring, so I came out to relax, and by the way, I can see how strong the Tianjiao in this world is." Chen Fan showed a wicked smile on his face, watching Yang Jie's eyes change. There must be something magical.

"Hehe." Yang Jie's heart trembled when he was watched by Chen Fa. He always felt as if he was a prey, the feeling of being targeted by a hunter.

This feeling made him very uncomfortable.

"Does Brother Chen have a Sparrow Spirit Order? If not, I still have a few yuan, which can be given to Brother Chen." Yang Jie hurriedly changed the subject.

He knew that Xianquelou would never send sparrow orders to those Sects in the Northern Wilderness.

"Thank you, Brother Yang, for your kindness. I got a few Sparrow God Tokens from the Dongzhou Golden-winged Great Peng Clan and the Tuntian Mouse Clan." Chen Fan said indifferently.

When Yang Jie and the two guardians heard the words, they couldn't help trembling deep in their hearts.

The Sparrow God Tokens of the Golden-winged Great Peng Clan Swallowing the Rat Clan, this is easy to say, but behind these pieces of Sparrow God Tokens are countless bloody slaughters.

"By the way, it was your fault just now, brother Yang, the people from the Heavenly Dao Pavilion came to look for me.

"I didn't expect to be cut off by you first. You haven't killed them and let them go. If you wait for them to send someone again, you will trouble me again." Chen Fan blamed.

The corner of Yang Jie's mouth twitched, could it be blamed on Own? Just now he was obviously the most innocent person, well, he was shot while lying down.

"Don't worry, Brother Chen, when someone comes to the Heavenly Dao Pavilion, I will persuade them to leave." Yang Jie said.

"Haha, then I'll ask my subordinates to persuade them to dismiss them with you. After all, I'm exhausted after killing them first." Chen Fan got up and said, then took Qing Lingzi's hand and walked towards own room.

"Brother Yang, this restaurant has been taken over by me, if you are tired, just find a room to rest.

Sun Wukong and the others glanced at Yang Jie before disappearing into the void.

"Master Shengzi, let's get out of here quickly." A guardian whispered.

This group of Demon Sea Sect members exuded a mysterious aura all over their bodies, which made him feel uneasy.

"It's okay, we'll just stay here, he has no hostility towards me." Yang Jie shook his head and said, full of curiosity about Mo Haizong and Chen Fan.

"If there are any more people coming to the Heavenly Dao Pavilion tonight, you will persuade them to leave. If they are still so unreasonable, then kill them!" Yang Jie said coldly to the two guardians.

"Yes!" The two guardians bowed their heads and said.

Yang Jie got up and found a random room, and stayed there.

The setting sun slowly descended towards the west of the sky, dyeing the entire land in crimson.

The seriously injured white-clothed old man in Heavenly Dao Pavilion finally returned to Heavenly Dao Pavilion after protecting dozens of fellow disciples.

Heavenly Dao Pavilion Wei Xing was furious when he saw the seriously injured white-clothed old man again, and a terrifying aura permeated the entire Heavenly Dao Pavilion.

It alarmed all the disciples of Heavenly Dao Pavilion.

"Why is the pavilion master so angry?" A personal disciple of the Heavenly Dao Pavilion on the towering mountain peak looked at the main peak suspiciously.

"Maybe something happened to the person sent out. Now that all the top Sects in the Black Tortoise world have come to Zhongzhou, only Xu Hu, an idiot, will make trouble for Sect." Another direct disciple said coldly.

"Does that require us to take action?" Another direct disciple asked.

"No need, our task now is to protect the closed door training of Lord Son of God."

"yes."

The court fell into silence again.

And in the Great Hall, the main peak of Heavenly Dao Pavilion, Wei Xing looked at the old man in white below with embarrassment and asked: "What happened, why did you fall into such a state?".

The old man in white knelt on the ground in grief, and told the scene of meeting Yang Jie in the city and fighting with Yang Jie.

In the end, he even viciously told what Yang Jie said he wanted to kill all the people in Heavenly Dao Pavilion.

"Presumptuous! How courageous!" Wei Xing was so angry that he stood up from his chair.

"Do you think you have some strength, so you dare to act presumptuously in my Heavenly Dao Pavilion?"

Their Heavenly Dao Pavilion is the Supreme Divine Sect in Zhongzhou, when has their majesty been so tarnished. 603

Today he must take a good look at who dares to be so presumptuous, Wei Xing looked down at the old man in white.

After giving a cold snort, he stretched out a milky white Spiritual Qi and instantly penetrated into the old man's body in white, healing his injuries.

"Thank you, Lord Pavilion Master." The old man in white knelt down and said gratefully.

"Okay, come with me." Wei Xing pulled the old man in white from the ground,

With a swipe of his finger, a gap opened in the air, and Wei Xing led the old man in white to surround him.

Not long after the two left, the cracks in the void merged automatically, and the Great Hall fell into silence.

Late at night in the city, the lights are bright everywhere, and the flow of people on the streets is no different from that during the day.

This is a cultivator's city, sleeping is of no use to cultivators.

At this moment, suddenly a tiger's terrifying aura flowed out from the sky high in the city, a void crack appeared, and Wei Xing appeared with the old man in white.

The terrifying aura emanated from Wei Xing's body.

The cultivator in the city below looked up to the sky, and when he saw Wei Xing again, a shocked expression appeared on his face.

"Why are all the pavilion masters of Heavenly Dao Pavilion here?"

"Even the Quasi Emperor Power has appeared, tsk tsk, the people in the restaurant are probably going to be unlucky."

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