The Strongest Player Who Descended From the Wilderness

When the Netherworld Valley Master heard this, his expression suddenly changed, and then he clenched his fists fiercely.

"Damn Ye Chen, does he really want to fight us to the death? What benefits will he get from doing this!"

Thirty million disciples were killed in one battle in Netherworld Valley, which greatly damaged their strength, but their high-end combat power still existed.

To be precise, all the quasi-sage-level elders were alive except for the man in black who was sent to Yin Yechen at the beginning.

In this Netherworld Valley, even if the invisible ones could kill Ye Chen, it would still be no problem if they wanted to kill some soldiers.

It was precisely because of this point of view that the owner of Netherworld Valley couldn't understand what Ye Chen did.

Although the Netherworld Valley was completely destroyed, the Samsara Dynasty's army suffered heavy losses. This was a heavy blow to a Luck Dynasty.

According to common sense, Ye Chen would never take such a risk.

But as for Ye Chen, he sent someone to humiliate him and force him to get angry and take action, which he really couldn't understand.

At this time, the Great Elder glanced at the Netherworld Valley Master, and then said: "Valley Master, don't forget the Demonic Cannon."

"Devil Cannon..."

After the Netherworld Valley Master was stunned for a moment, his eyes suddenly shrank, and then he suddenly stood up.

"Damn it! How could I forget that the Netherworld lacks Fairy Spirit Stones, but the Great Desolate World has no shortage of them. If he can roam the Great Desolate World, he must have a large number of Fairy Spirit Stones in his hands..."

"Yes, Valley Master, so we must not react because of the provocation of the boy outside the valley." The great elder nodded.

When the Netherworld Valley Master heard this, his face turned green and white, which was wonderful.

"Damn it Ye Chen, sooner or later, I'm going to let you taste what life is worse than death!"

viciously

As soon as the roar came to the ground, the Lord of Netherworld Valley let out a long breath of evil breath, then looked at the door and shouted:

"Here, distinguished guests from the Samsara Dynasty, please come in!"

"Yes! Valley Master!" The Netherworld Valley disciples on duty outside the main hall hurriedly bowed and responded, then flew out of the valley.

Outside the Netherworld Valley.

Guo Jia sat on the chair with a calm expression, drinking the Enlightenment Tea given by Ye Chen. He looked so cool.

Not far away, two Netherworld Valley disciples suddenly smelled the fragrance of tea floating in the air, and then they were both stunned.

"This... what kind of tea is this... why..."

"I know, Enlightenment Tea! It's Enlightenment Tea! I've heard rumors about its fragrance. If you drink it for a long time, it has the effect of enlightening the Great Dao, and... you can also get a chance to be resurrected!"

"What!"

The two Netherworld Valley disciples looked at the tea cup in Guo Jia's hand, their eyes filled with longing.

It is impossible to say that such an existence cannot make people's hearts move.

"Would you like to rob him once..."

As soon as the idea appeared in the minds of the two Netherworld Valley disciples, they hurriedly suppressed it.

Being resurrected once does not mean that you will never die.

If they were to grab this, let alone whether they could grab it or not, just talking about the pursuit of the Samsara Dynasty, no matter how many opportunities they had for resurrection, it would not be enough for them.

At this time, Guo Jia glanced at the two Netherworld Valley disciples who were satisfied with their desire just now but suddenly turned serious. He touched his chin and filled the tea cup again.

After the first cup of enlightenment tea, the greatest effect, a chance of resurrection, is officially obtained.

The next two cups will give you a great feeling

road.

Of course, it's just a chance, and it's very, very weak, almost negligible.

But even so, Enlightenment Tea was sold at a sky-high price.

After all, the effect of a piece of enlightenment tea on increasing the chance of resurrection is so powerful.

Guo Jia was doing this naturally so as not to waste the Enlightenment Tea.

The faint fragrance filled the air again, causing the two Netherworld Valley disciples to sniff it with their noses.

At this moment, a figure suddenly flew out of the valley, and then landed next to two Netherworld Valley disciples on duty at the entrance of the valley.

"I've seen envoys from the Samsara Dynasty."

Guo Jia glanced at the visitor, said nothing, quietly picked up the tea cup and drank.

The Netherworld Valley disciples who came here to invite Guo Jia and his entourage into the valley saw their faces darken.

He is one of the few disciples who has not left the valley, and he is in the middle stage of Daluo Jinxian.

As for Guo Jia, he was only in the early stage of Daluo Jinxian, but Guo Jia's attitude was so arrogant, which made him very unhappy.

However, when he thought about the conversation between the Valley Master and the Great Elder that he heard outside the main hall, the anger that was ignited was suddenly extinguished.

"Oh no, the people in the Samsara Dynasty are too bullying, I can't get angry, this is so..."

Thinking of this, the Netherworld Valley disciples who came to invite Guo Jia and his group tried hard to calm down their irritable mood, and clasped their fists again and said:

"I've seen envoys from the Samsara Dynasty."

Guo Jia, put down the teacup and continue making tea.

After the third cup of Enlightenment Tea was filled, Guo Jia slowly picked it up and put it to his nose.

"Good tea, but it's a pity that some people are ignorant and ruined this elegance."

After Guo Jia finished speaking, he continued drinking tea.

"Damn

bastard! If the Valley Master hadn't wanted to fall into the trap, I would have killed this bastard! "

The Netherworld Valley disciples who came to pick up Guo Jia and his entourage thought with livid faces.

"Huh~~~"

He took a long breath, then clasped his fists and said, "Please follow me into the valley, our valley owner is waiting for you."

Guo Jia glanced at him at this time, then put down the tea cup and asked with a smile:

"The demonic aura of the Netherworld Valley is too strong. Did you, the owner of the Valley, want to murder me by letting me enter the valley? If that's the case, I think I can go back and resume my life now."

"Of course not!" The Netherworld Valley disciple who came to greet him said hurriedly with a change of expression.

Asking Guo Jia to go back and regain his life is just a joke. If Guo Jia is allowed to go back, the Samsara Dynasty's army will attack Netherworld Valley the next day.

Of course, this is not important. What is important is that he who was supposed to welcome Guo Jia would be executed by the Lord of the Netherworld Valley without hesitation.

This was not the result he wanted to see.

"No? Then why let Guo enter the valley?" Guo Jia asked.

"This..." The Netherworld Valley disciples who came to greet him were speechless for a moment and didn't know how to answer Guo Jia.

It was not him who asked Guo Jia to enter the valley, but the owner of Netherworld Valley.

Let him say this is what the Netherworld Valley Master meant, unless he wants to die.

Just as he was thinking quickly about what to say to Guo Jia, a figure suddenly flew out and then came not far in front of Guo Jia.

Guo Jia glanced at the visitor, smiled slightly, then stood up, waved his right hand, put away the table and chairs, looked at the visitor, and said:

"Reincarnation Dynasty, Guo Jia, I have met the Valley Master."

The person who came was none other than the owner of Netherworld Valley who had tried to shoot Guo Jia to death several times.

Guo Jia's words

As soon as he landed, the Lord of Netherworld Valley snorted coldly, and then asked: "Ye Chen asked you to give me a gift?\

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