"Haha! There are three or two kittens in the huge wilderness mountain range. Apart from the monks who come here to see your jokes, don't you, Wu Yin, have a few good friends?"

The eyes of the leader of the Blood Demon Sect, hidden under the black robe, flashed with a trace of ridicule, and he said jokingly.

"Sect Master! Even if the Setting Sun Sect wants to destroy the sect today, we will not let you die here alone. If you die, we will go on the road together at worst!"

"That's right, it's just death. If it weren't for the Setting Sun Sect, I would have died seven hundred years ago. Now that I can become a monk in the early stage of Dharma Realm, I've had a lot of fun. That's enough!"

"You... don't mind."

Wu Yin took a deep breath, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and looked at the leader of the Blood Demon Sect, "Haha, there are more than a dozen brothers with me. Even if I die, I will not be alone on the road to hell. With your arrogant and domineering temper,

You won’t live long, sooner or later, I will be waiting for you in the underworld! Hahaha!”

"Sect Master! And us!"

More than a dozen figures came out of the sky and landed behind Wu Yin, with a look of death on their faces. At this time, the female cultivators on the pillars seemed to gradually wake up, and they looked excited when they saw the scene in front of them.

, biting his lip tightly.

"Haven't you heard that our Blood Demon Sect is the best at refining souls? When I kill you, I will extract your souls and refine them into soul slaves. They will be suppressed in my Blood Demon Sect forever and serve as slaves.

, Jie Jie Jie!”

The leader of the Blood Demon Sect laughed sinisterly, his laughter as sharp as a night owl.

After Wu Yin and the people behind him heard these words, their expressions changed slightly. At this time, Wu Yin's eyes suddenly fell on the top of the mountain where tens of thousands of monks gathered.

"Tianxin Sect, do you still want to show some shame? You took the training resources of my Setting Sun Sect and let the foreign sects wreak havoc in the Great Wilderness Mountains like this? Today, I, the Setting Sun Sect, will destroy the sect, and one day, your Tianxin Sect will destroy it!"

On the top of the mountain, a female cultivator with excellent appearance and purple clothes looked at Wu Yin coldly. Seeing that all the monks around her seemed to have their eyes on her, the female cultivator snorted coldly: "You and the Sunset Sect have nothing to do with the blood."

We, the Tianxin Sect, will not interfere in the feud between the Demon Sect, so please stop sowing dissension."

"Elder Nangong, you are right."

The leader of the Blood Demon Sect fell on the purple-clothed woman and said with a smile.

"Please, Your Excellency, make a quick decision."

The woman in purple cupped her hands and smiled.

"So, are there any remnants of the Setting Sun Sect who are out to die?"

The leader of the Blood Demon Sect glanced at everyone. The major monks lowered their heads and did not dare to look at him. There were still many disciples of the Setting Sun Sect here, but they did not have the courage to die with Wu Yin.

, I could only clench my fists and bite my lips.

"Hahaha, no more? I heard that when your Setting Sun Sect was at its most glorious, you had 30,000 disciples. Even if you were the Creator of One Tribulation, there were more than a dozen, but now they have all disappeared?"

The leader of the Blood Demon Sect looked at Wu Yin jokingly. Before Wu Yin could speak, his crazy eyes fell on the mountains again, "Whoever wants to die with the Setting Sun Sect, get out of here!"

His roar echoed in the mountains. Just when the leader of the Blood Demon Sect sneered and was about to continue mocking Wu Yin, a voice floated over from a distance.

"I've never seen you in such a hurry. You don't have to rush if you want to die, right?"

"who!?"

The leader of the Blood Demon Sect looked with cold eyes toward the place where the sound came from, and then a cruel smile appeared on his lips. He saw three immortal monks, and the leader, although his cultivation level could not be seen clearly for a moment, he must have

He's not that high up, otherwise how could he hang out with the monks in the Immortal Realm?

The monks from the top of the mountain also cast their gazes one after another, wondering in their hearts what kind of lunatic would come out to seek death under such circumstances?

"Brother, in these thousands of years, you have become the leader of a faction!?"

Ning Qi, along with Lei Wenjuan and three other people, landed between Wu Yin and the leader of the Blood Demon Sect. He looked at Wu Yin and smiled.

Ning Qi has been on Earth for ten years, and nearly four thousand years have passed in the Central Continent. Wu Yin's appearance is obviously much more mature than before, and he is gradually entering middle age.

Wu Yin stared at Ning Qi dumbfounded and remained silent for three to five breaths. He suddenly punched Ning Qi on the shoulder and said angrily: "You have been missing for thousands of years as soon as you disappeared. Where have you been hiding?

!?"

"I left for something."

Ning Qi smiled and touched his nose. Wu Yin's breath was already that of the Creator of Two Tribulations. When he left the Central Continent, Wu Yin was only a late-stage monk in the Dharma Realm. This means that he has experienced at least one or two in the past thousands of years.

Only after this chance encounter did his cultivation level increase so quickly.

For a normal monk to be able to break through from the late stage of Dharma Realm to a half-step of creation in more than 3,000 years, it is already extremely remarkable. Of course, Tianjiao is not included in this category.

"Senior, sect leader, do you know each other!?"

Lei Wenjuan and the other three looked at the two of them dumbfounded.

"Hey, how come you three are with my brother? Wait, you get out of here quickly! Quick!"

Wu Yin suddenly remembered that he was surrounded by enemies on all sides. No matter how strong Ning Qi was, could he be on par with the Creator of the Second Tribulation in just over three thousand years? He also experienced several adventures before reaching his current level of cultivation!

"Wu Yin must be a pretty good person, otherwise why would so many people be willing to accompany him to death?"

"What a pity. I heard that he is still young and has already become the Creator of Two Tribulations. He may become a true immortal in the future."

"Shh, keep your voice down, aren't you afraid of being noticed by Tianxin Sect!?"

The monks on the nearby hilltop were discussing in low voices.

The purple-clothed female cultivator from the Tianxin Sect glanced coldly at the nearby monks, and they immediately shut their mouths. Then the purple-clothed female cultivator looked at Ning Qi again, with a hint of ridicule in her eyes.

"Hahaha, deep brotherhood? Okay, that's great. I made the right decision not to kill you right away. Otherwise, how could I have attracted so many ants? Come on! What other ants are coming out... Come...

Come……"

The leader of the Blood Demon Sect laughed wildly, but at the end of his words, he suddenly found that there was a figure in front of him. The person stepped in front of him without a sound, making his heart suddenly thump, and he couldn't say the next words, it was so abrupt.

He was held back because...he found that he couldn't move.

"Quack."

Ning Qi frowned and looked at the leader of the Blood Demon Sect, and reached out to pull off his cloak. The nearby monks, including Wu Yin and others, opened their mouths subconsciously after seeing this, and looked at Ning Qi in disbelief.

How could the leader of the Blood Demon Sect, the peak creator of the Second Tribulation, allow others to tear off his cloak?
Chapter completed!