Chapter: 3752

"Elder Nangong, you are right."

The head of the Blood Demon Sect looked at the woman in purple and said with a smile.

"Your Excellency, please make a quick decision."

The woman in purple clasped her hands and smiled.

"Then, are there any remnants of the Setting Sun Sect coming out to die?"

The Sect Master of the Blood Demon Sect glanced at everyone, and all the monks lowered their heads, not daring to look at him. There are still many disciples of the Setting Sun Sect, but they don't have the courage to die with Wu Yin. He could only clenched his fists tightly and bit his lips.

"Hahaha, isn't it gone? I heard that when your Setting Sun Sect was at its most glorious, you had thirty thousand disciples. Even if you were the Creator of One Calamity, there were more than a dozen, but now they all disappeared?"

The head of the Blood Demon Sect looked at Wu Yin jokingly, before Wu Yin could speak, his crazy eyes fell on the top of the mountains again, "Who else wants to die with the Setting Sun Sect, get out!" His roar echoed in the mountains, and when the lord of the Blood Demon Sect sneered and was about to continue mocking Wu Yin, a voice came from afar.

"I've never seen you so anxious, you don't have to rush if you want to die?"

"who?"

The lord of the Blood Demon Sect looked towards the place where the voice came from with his cold gaze, and then there was a smirk on the corner of his mouth. He saw three immortal monks, and the leader, although he couldn't see through his cultivation for a while, he must have It can't be too high, otherwise how can you hang out with monks in the immortal realm?

The monks on the top of the mountains also cast their gazes over one after another, thinking in their hearts which lunatic is it, and under such circumstances, they still want to come out to seek death?

"Brother, have you become the leader of a faction for thousands of years?"

Ning Qi brought Lei Wenjuan and the others between Wu Yin and the head of the Blood Demon Sect, looked at Wu Yin and said with a smile.

Ning Qi has been to the earth for ten years, and the Central Continent has been nearly four thousand years. 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 was silent for three to five breaths. He suddenly punched Ning Qi on the shoulder, and said angrily: "You disappeared for thousands of years, where did you hide? ?”

"I left for something."

Ning Qi smiled and rubbed his nose. Wu Yin's aura is already the Creator of the Second Calamity. When he left the Central Continent, Wu Yin was only a monk in the late stage of the Faxiang Realm, which means that he has experienced at least one or two times in the past thousands of years. It was only a rare encounter that allowed his cultivation to increase so quickly.

For normal monks, it is already extremely remarkable to break through from the late stage of Faxiang Realm to half-step fortune in more than three thousand years. Of course, Tianjiao is not among them.

"Senior, suzerain, do you know each other?"

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

"Hey, how did the three of you end up with my brother? Wait, get out of here quickly! Hurry up!"

Wu Yin suddenly remembered that he was besieged on all sides now, no matter how strong Ning Qi was, could it be possible that in just three thousand years, he could be comparable to the Creator of the Second Tribulation? He has also experienced several adventures before he has the cultivation base he has today!

"This Wu Yin should be a good person, otherwise, why would so many people be willing to accompany him to die?"

"It's a pity. I heard that he is still young. He has already become the Creator of the Second Kalpa, and he may be ranked as a true immortal in the future."

"Hush, keep your voice down, aren't you afraid of being missed by Tianxinzong?"

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

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

"Hahaha, brotherly love? Well, that's great. I didn't kill you in the first place. The decision was correct. Otherwise, how could I attract so many ants? Come on! What other ants are coming out... Come... come..."

The lord of the Blood Demon Sect laughed wildly, but at the end of the sentence, he suddenly found a figure in front of him, and the visitor silently bullied him, causing his heart to thump suddenly, and he couldn't say anything after that. He was held back abruptly, because...he found that he couldn't move.