Chapter: 3834

There was a disdainful cold snort from the empty corner, and Bu Shaofeng realized that someone was already sitting here, and his face suddenly showed embarrassment.

"Let's sit here."

Ning Qi smiled, randomly chose a place near the door, and waved to Bu Shaofeng, who walked over with an embarrassed expression.

The eyes of many monks in the vicinity showed mockery. Those who are not as good as others like this, who were scolded at will but dare not return to the place, they have seen a lot, if not everyone wants to take refuge here, maybe that guy just now is not scolding, Instead, he shot directly to kill!

Not long after Ning Qi and the others arrived, a group of monks suddenly walked in at the door. This group of monks looked like seven or eight people. After entering the ruined temple, they sat and chatted by themselves.

"Tsk tsk, the battle in the Dead Man's Valley was really the worst I have ever seen in my life. The huge Dead Man's Valley was completely razed to the ground. Even the forbidden laws that survived from ancient times couldn't stand the ravages of those existences. ..."

"Isn't it! Unexpectedly, there are such masters in the world, and they can win against the four Nine Tribulations Creator. Huanxi Demon Venerable was cut off both feet, Jiuyou Demon Venerable lost an arm, and Senior Liu Dao was also seriously injured. Fleeing, only that senior who didn't know the details retreated completely, but he also fled in a panic..."

Um?

Several sharp gazes suddenly shot towards this group of people, one of them stood up, and said coldly: "Nonsense, dare to slander me behind my back?"

This person is none other than Zhao Lang!

And with him in the ruined temple, Duanmu Chong of Jiuyou Demon Sect, You Feng of Xin Demon Sect, Xiao Wuye and others were nowhere to be seen.

"Um?"

The few monks who were chatting together looked at Zhao Lang. When they saw the logo on his cuff, their expressions changed slightly. They were chatting behind their backs, but they were heard by the monks of the Huanxi Demon Sect. They regretted it in their hearts. The cultivator who talked most excitedly shut his mouth even more, and looked at Zhao Lang with a wry smile on his face.

Ning Qiben was fascinated by listening, and when he heard that Huanxi Mozun broke his legs, he immediately felt that the decision to release that guy was very correct, one against four! With such an existence, the combat power is probably stronger than the five Yuan Zuns, and maybe it can really bring some troubles to Immortal Emperor Daoyan!

"Why? Keep quiet? Who gave you the guts to talk about my Sect Master?"

Zhao Lang's eyes were full of killing intent.

"Brother, we are actually not talking nonsense. Many monks have witnessed this matter with their own eyes. Everything we just said is the truth."

The other party smiled wryly.

"The truth? Do you really think I'm a fool? Who in this world can defeat my suzerain with one against four? If you don't give me an explanation for today's matter, don't even think about leaving this place!"

Zhao Lang said coldly.

"Don't deceive people too much. Since we came here, we didn't take life too seriously. Do you really think that you are a monk of the Huanxi Demon Sect, so we dare not do anything to you?"

The other party was angered by Zhao Lang's words, and seven or eight people stood up together, staring at Zhao Lang covetously.

Zhao Lang's expression changed, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes. How dare a monk know his identity so disrespectful? He was just about to get angry, but was stopped by Duanmu Chong and You Feng. They asked the group of monks a few words, and the other party told what happened in the Valley of the Dead. The expressions of the monks in the ruined temple were very exciting. Dubious.

"It turns out that so many things happened in the Valley of the Dead..."

Bu Shaofeng was shocked, and regretted not seeing this spectacular fight with his own eyes. He was able to razed the Valley of the Dead. That battle was absolutely wonderful, but if he knew, the cause of this battle was entirely because of the This senior, I'm afraid he won't think so.

"Impossible. My sect master is a peerless powerhouse. How could someone cut off his legs? If I find out later that you are the one who spread rumors and escaped to the ends of the earth, I am happy that the Demon Sect will not let you go!" You!"

Zhao Lang still didn't believe it, but he didn't intend to get to the bottom of it, because considering the current situation, it was really not suitable for him to fight with others, so he said a cruel word, and sat down cross-legged.

When the other party saw this, his face was a little ugly, and he snorted secretly in his heart, and then continued to chat, but the one who chatted the most was Killing Immortal Yuanzun. From another perspective, from the perspective of Slaughtering Immortal Yuanzun, many monks were attracted by the stories they told and listened attentively.

The brothers and sister Bu Shaofeng listened most seriously, their ears trembled from time to time, and they were elated when they heard the wonderful things.

boom!