In the blink of an eye, Lin Yan was pulled all the way by the black soft armor that looked like wings, and flew back more than two thousand meters. When he arrived less than ten meters away from the demon, Lin Yan felt that the black soft armor changed direction and turned his body around, making him face the demon head-on.

By this time, Lin Yan had already guessed a lot of things.

His body was confined by black soft armor, and his movements were greatly restricted, suspended in mid-air, facing the demon. "Is the black soft armor yours?"

Lin Yan did not hear what the demon said before, but the black soft armor was suddenly controlled by the demon. Needless to say, only this reason could make sense.

Seeing that the Netherworld soft armor was still used by him, the demon's eyes easily subdued the other party, and it seemed that the other party had no other means to compete with him. The anger was somewhat relieved, and even sniffed out a sentence from his dark mouth: "Haha, even if you can run away this time, you can't escape my palm."

Just so happened that the devil also had questions and needed to ask the other party clearly. So after hearing Lin Yan's words, he answered simply: "Yes, the soft armor is mine. It is called Netherworld Soft Armor, and he only obeys my call."

Lin Yan was thinking about a solution in his mind, but his expression was very calm, as if he was chatting about family matters, and said to the devil: "No wonder I tried to recognize the master when I got it before, but it failed. It turned out that the owner of the Netherworld Soft Armor was not dead yet."

The devil grinned, as if he was laughing, and said proudly: "The treasure I refined is of course extraordinary. Hehe, I was wondering why you took my slap but it was fine. It turned out that I actually got the Netherworld Soft Armor from the old Xuanjin thing. Why didn't he come here?"

Lin Yan moved his mind and continued, "He was in seclusion and practiced on Dragon Island. Maybe he hadn't returned yet, so he would definitely come out of seclusion early and cause trouble for you. Haha, you should have been his defeated man back then. Otherwise, how could even his personal treasure be taken away by him?"

The devil no longer cared about Lin Yan's sarcasm in his words as he originally had, but just muttered to himself: "Is the old Xuanjin man dead?"

But after just a moment, the demon suddenly changed his tone and stared at Lin Yan and said viciously: "Boy, you are so dishonest! I was almost blinded by you! If you really have a deep friendship with Xuan Jin's old mao, how could you not know my name? You dare to destroy me with a small dragon and a beast horn? Humph, Xuan Jin's old mao should be dead, right?"

"Although you have been a skeleton for a long time and your head is a little unsatisfied, you are still not stupid."

Lin Yan deliberately angered the other party again, hoping that the demon could temporarily relax its control over the Netherworld Soft Armor under the agitation of his mind, so that he could have a chance to escape. Unfortunately, although the demon was really angry again, he always controlled the Netherworld Soft Armor and locked himself in the air.

The devil was indeed very angry, but when he heard the news of Xuanjin's death, he felt very relieved. He couldn't help laughing wildly: "Haha, Xuanjin, you old man, you are today, and you actually died in front of me!"

"What kind of hatred do you have with Master Xuanjin? If I guess correctly, you should be the Netherworld Demon, right?" After a move failed, Lin Yan quickly pulled the topic away to gain more time to think about it.

"Hmph, you are a sure death anyway. I might as well tell you something so that you can die more clearly, and that I can breathe out the anger I have been holding for so long, and find someone to listen to my heroic deeds."

Lin Yan felt chilling, but he didn't expect that the Netherworld Demon was a narcissist, which was very similar to Master Xuanjin.

"Boy, you just know that my nickname is the Netherworld Demon from Xuanjin. Unfortunately, now, there are probably no one who truly knows my name. People leave and tea are cold. I have been trapped in this damn place for so many years. Perhaps many people in the martial arts world have forgotten me." The devil was sad with a skeleton, but he also felt a sense of sigh.

"Three thousand years ago, when I mentioned Master Youming, not only Xiaoshui City, but also the entire martial arts world, how many people are there? Back then, I shocked all directions with my mysterious skills, and spread across the world, making the enemy scared. Humph, how can you understand such a feat?" The demon of the Netherworld seemed to be immersed in the great achievements of the past.

What’s hateful is that he still firmly controls the Netherworld Soft Armor, making Lin Yan unable to escape.

Instead of following the Netherworld Demon's wishes, Lin Yan asked, "Are you from Netherworld Gate?"

When Lin Yan heard the other party claiming to be a master of the Netherworld and heard the four words Netherworld Mysterious Art, he immediately thought of the scene where the people from the Netherworld Sect talked next to the Qingfeng Wolf's corpse. Qin Hai dreamed of finding the mental method of absorbing essence from himself, as if it was to perfect the incomplete Netherworld Mysterious Art.

"Well, that's right, you kid finally have some knowledge." Perhaps seeing that someone finally recognized his identity, Master Netherworld nodded and seemed quite relieved.

"I am the tenth generation leader of the Netherworld Sect. I created my own Netherworld Mysterious Art. I am known as a martial arts genius who is rare in a thousand years in the sect. Not only that, under my creation, the Netherworld Sect is so brilliant that it is enough to compete with any major sect in the martial arts world. I think at that time, when the token of the leader came out, all the people of the Netherworld Sect obeyed. The pleasure brought by the surrender of thousands of people, haha, how cool!"

Lin Yan hated a chill again.

But after fighting for so much time, he could not come up with a suitable way to get rid of the control of the Netherworld Soft Armor. There was no way, so he had to continue to buy time.

"Is the Netherworld Mystery Ability complete? Also, you might as well use your identity as the leader to force everyone to suppress everyone, right? In this way, it seems that thousands of people surrender is not willing to surrender, right?"

In fact, although the man from Netherworld turned into a skeleton, he still felt a domineering aura that looked down on the world when he spoke. Lin Yan had already believed his words, but he had to find more problems to buy more time for himself.

The Netherworld cannot tolerate others underestimating him, even if this person is already a dying person, he smiled contemptuously and said, "Maybe you know that my disciples and grandchildren cannot practice the Netherworld Mystery to the ninth level. That's another reason, but I created the Netherworld Mystery and must have perfected it to the point of great success. With this alone, all the disciples will accept me. I still have to make a statement? By the way, by the way, how is my Netherworld Gate now?"

Regarding this question, Lin Yan told the truth: "It's very good, very powerful, and very violent."

"Haha, it really has the style of my Netherworld Master. It's a pity that they don't have the complete Netherworld Mysterious Art Heart Method, and probably they can't keep up with me in talent. I'm afraid they can't practice Netherworld Mysterious Art to the ninth level."

Lin Yan no longer mocked the other party. After all, those who can create their own mental method described as the treasure of the sect are all talented people.

"Boy, where did you meet that old dead ghost Xuanjin on Long Island?" Master Youming turned around and said.

The man from Youming had an "old man" on the left and an "old mao" on the right. It can be seen that the hatred towards Master Xuanjin was not very heavy.

"Inside a ruined magic circle." Lin Yan replied briefly.

"Hmph, that old mao, really deserves to be damned. If it weren't for the fight with him before and his gold-swallowing** seriously injured my body, I wouldn't have been taken advantage of by the damn dragon to suppress me here and fall to the current level. Humph, he died well, and after I escaped from the trap, he must have to move out the old man's body, crush his bones and ashes, so that I can relieve my hatred!"

Master Youming continued to rub two rows of teeth and squeezed out the characters from the gaps. If Master Xuanjin was really around, Master Youming would definitely rush forward to bite the other party.

Only then did Lin Yan understand why Master Nether hated Master Xuanjin so much, but then he thought that Master Xuanjin had already cultivated into an indestructible body. His strength was extremely terrifying, but he was killed by Master Nether Nether. Wouldn't the strength of Master Nether Nether reach an extremely terrifying level?

As if seeing through Lin Yan's shock, the Netherworld said proudly: "I have said that the Netherworld Gate where I am is famous in the entire martial world. Three thousand years ago, I swept across the entire Xiaoshui City with the strength of the fourth level of the Zhenwu Realm. How many people can be my opponent?"

Lin Yan was shocked again. Master Youming had actually reached the True Martial Realm? You know, the recognized number one master in Xiaoshui City, the senior Tianxuan of Qingwu Sect, is only as strong as the seventh level of the immortal realm. It can be imagined that Master Youming from Wuming three thousand years ago can indeed walk across Xiaoshui City.

But before Lin Yan came to his senses, the ** in the Netherworld felt that they had asked clearly what they should ask, and decided to solve the problem: "Okay, you are lucky enough to be able to talk to me, which is also your good fortune. At least, there is no regret for death. Don't worry, what I said will definitely be fulfilled. Since you say that you will be torn apart by the Netherworld flames until you die, it will not change."

In the blink of an eye, Master Youming took back all the momentum that had looked down on the world before, and immediately regained his initial ferocity, which was very consistent with the skeleton's body.

"Boy, don't think I don't know that you were delaying time just now and trying to break free from the Netherworld soft armor, but you have died of this heart. You might as well tell you that I just talked to you just when I was awake. Now, I am about to fall into a half-awake and half-vague state. What you have to bear will be the extreme punishment for me who changed my mind after being trapped in Longdao Bone Mountain for three thousand years."

Lin Yan was shocked and suddenly remembered that the Netherworld Demon did not fully wake up. At least when the law enforcement elder of Qingwu Sect told him that it was like this. It seems that what he said was not completely wake up means that the Netherworld Demon often went back and forth in the two states of awake consciousness and chaos.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Yan saw that the two black flames burned again in the two hollow eye sockets of the Netherworld Demon, and the Netherworld Soft Armor that bound his body also left inch by inch. It won’t take long before the Netherworld Soft Armor will completely move away from his body. At that time, the Netherworld Demon can use the "Netherworld Ghost Claw" magical power. At such a close distance, he can’t escape at all. He can only bear the endless pain of being slapped by the ghost claws and being cut off by the bones!

After a quick thought, Lin Yan suddenly shouted: "Star Array Map!"
Chapter completed!