You have a good chance, I accept it.

The main body actually practiced that extremely domineering magic? This also means that he will also be implicated, and he also needs to practice at the same time.

He will become a monster who only knows bloodthirsty in the future.

"This..."

Xiaoyao smiled bitterly, sitting at home, the pot came from the sky.

"But this choice is just right for the current time. No matter what kind of skills I practice, no matter what I do, this world is a world that depends on fists. In the future, you can call me a devil or say that I am cruel. As long as I become stronger, my words are the truth."

Xiaoyao slowly stretched out his hand and looked at the vast snow above his head. His eyes gradually became firm. It seems that he also needs to improve his cultivation.

Speaking, Xiaoyao's body slowly disappeared in the vast snow.

The two are indeed carved from the same mold, and even their personalities are not much different.

In a blink of an eye, ten days passed in the blink of an eye. On this day, Ye Lin slowly opened his eyes and looked at the cave entrance. In front of the cave entrance, Shang Gong walked towards Ye Lin slowly with a blood-red mask in his hand.

"Master Ye, it's done. This mask lives up to everyone's expectations. It has reached the lower grade of the heavenly grade, and it also has ninety-nine eighty-one divine patterns engraved on it."

"Half of these divine patterns are used to hide the aura, and the other half are used to depict the aura."

Shang Gong wiped the unnecessary sweat from his forehead and said slowly. In order to create this mask, almost all the senior members of their Qi clan took action. You can imagine how difficult it is to use limited space to engrave ninety-nine eighty-one divine patterns.

Moreover, some divine patterns restrain each other. In order to solve this problem, he delayed for seven more days, otherwise it would have been completed long ago.

Ye Lin looked at the mask in front of him, stretched out his hand and held the mask in his hand. Suddenly, a murderous intent filled his mind, and Ye Lin's whole body was cold.

"Master Ye, this strange breath is murderous intent. Once Master Ye puts on this mask, his whole body will involuntarily emit a strong murderous intent."

"By then, even if Master Ye's relatives stand in front of him, they will definitely not recognize Master Ye, and even a half-immortal in the Mahayana stage can't see through him at all."

Looking at Ye Lin who was stunned with the mask, Shang Gong explained again.

Ye Lin listened to Shang Gong's words with a blank expression, and then slowly put the mask on his face. In an instant, the breath belonging to Ye Lin around Ye Lin disappeared instantly, and followed by a monstrous murderous intent.

Even Shang Gong couldn't help but step back a few steps. Even he couldn't stand this kind of murderous intent.

Ye Lin at this time was not Ye Lin at all. He was covered in blood and wore a weird mask. He was a living killing god. He couldn't tell that he was Ye Lin at all.

Now whoever said that the person in front of him was Ye Lin, I'm afraid others would give him two big slaps in the face. The person in front of him was a killing god. Where did Ye Lin come from? You are blind, but there is no need to lie to us, right?

"This mask is good."

Ye Lin stroked the mask, his mouth corners raised. This mask fits his face perfectly and moves freely, as if this mask is born with him, without any discomfort.

"In order to make this mask, our Qi clan leaders did not sleep for ten days, and spent a lot of energy to make the mask all day long."

Shang Gong's face changed rapidly, and he cried to Ye Lin, saying that the customers were very satisfied with the product, and then he complained. As long as he cried miserably, the customers would give more. This is an unwritten rule. They used to do this.

But the premise is that the customers are satisfied with your product, otherwise you will ruin your reputation.