Chapter: 3825

"Sect Master of the Ghost Refining Sect?"

Huanxi Mozun looked at the middle-aged monk coldly.

"metropolitan?"

Ning Dong'er was shocked and lost her voice.

The expressions of Wan Long and Yu Jian suddenly became extremely ugly.

"The Creator of the Eight Tribulations, dare to covet the corpse king's order?"

The young man smiled.

"Shen Zun, if I know the cause and effect, I will definitely not dare to do this..."

The middle-aged monk said with a wry smile.

"For the sake of your usefulness, I won't kill you this time, just stand aside obediently."

The young man laughed lightly, and then let go of his hand.

The middle-aged monk jumped off the Divine Light Elephant with a slumped face, and stood next to Niu Zun Immortal King and others. Normally, no matter where he went as the Creator of the Eight Tribulations, he would be a first-class existence, but now the one is Huanxi Mozun, one is the terrifying mount of Immortal Emperor Daoyan, any one of them can slap him to death, so he can only stand obediently.

Tu Kong and other monks didn't dare to speak out at all. Originally, they just wanted to cross the Valley of the Dead and go to the impasse of death, but the current development of the matter has gone beyond this category.

"Go and stay in my realm of creation for a while."

Ning Qi's voice sounded next to Bu Shaofeng's brother and sister's ears, they were slightly startled, then nodded, and their figures disappeared on the spot.

Time passed day by day, and finally, on the extremely sunny day, everyone's eyes fell on the young man and Huanxi Mozun involuntarily.

"Sect Master of Ghost Refining Sect, since you have already made preparations, let me see your methods now, and help me get the corpse king order?"

The young man looked at the middle-aged monk and smiled slightly.

"Yes, my god."

The middle-aged monk nodded, and glanced at Wanlong. Then Wanlong walked towards the Valley of the Dead in front of everyone. Ning Donger was a little surprised. She didn't know what happened from the beginning to the end. I didn't know that Wan Long and Yu Jian came with a mission this time, and thought they were simply going to the impasse of death to compete for opportunities to advance.

"It turns out they have another purpose..."

Tu Kong's trio looked a bit complicated.

The rest of the monks were also very surprised, just watching Wanlong enter the Valley of the Dead. About four or five hours later, a roar came from the Valley of the Dead.

The young man, Huanxi Mozun, the master of the Ghost Refining Sect, and all the monks focused their attention on the direction of the Valley of the Dead, only to see Wanlong rolling out of the Valley of the Dead in a panic, and behind him a black air that was chasing after him hit the forbidden area. superior.

"Have you got the corpse king order?"

The Sect Master of the Ghost Refining Sect let out a low snort.

"Sovereign, this disciple is not doing well. He was chased and killed by the corpse qi in the periphery, but the corpse king order has never been obtained... The disciple is too slow, please forgive me!"

Wan Long knelt on the ground and said in a low voice.

"God, this..."

The master of Ghost Refining Sect's face was a little ugly. He didn't expect that on the extremely sunny day, the corpse king inside would be so terrifying that even the Creator of the Three Tribulations couldn't hide his perception.