Time flies, and ten days are in the blink of an eye.

This day.

On the edge of the dark swamp, a man covered in dark mud walked out of it.

He is Chen Daoming.

"Ha ha……"

After coming out, he stroked his hair with his hands and laughed to the sky for a long time.

"Who said the dark swamp is in and out of the way?"

"It's just a fart! The young master gave me a treasure knife and slaughtered everything!"

"After a month of training like Shura hell, I finally reached the Nascent Soul Realm. Now, even the old monster in the God Transformation Realm cannot take my sword!"

"Thanks to all this, thanks to the young master!"

Speaking of this, Chen Daoming looked towards the direction of the Da Yao Mountain, with his face full of gratitude.

"The sect competition is about to begin!"

"This time, I will definitely get the first place, get the reward, and give it to the young master!"

"Run back to the sect first!"

Thinking of this, Chen Daoming turned into a long rainbow and left quickly.

...

...

Jiangyang City, somewhere underground.

A man with half skeleton and half face paced back and forth in place.

He is the evil king.

"It's about Yangzhou Sect Competition. Where did this blood evil spirit go?"

"The demon clan is indeed unreliable. This time, I can only rely on myself!"

The face of the Evil Lord showed disappointment on half of the face.

At this time.

"call……"

A sound rang out.

A figure slowly emerged.

He is an old man, his breath is erratic.

"Evil clan, it's you! You dare to come here and die!"

When the Xiejun heard this, his scalp exploded.

He looked at the old man, his face full of fear.

The old man's clothes were embroidered with the mark of the God of Heaven.

This means that the old man is from the Gate of Heaven.

Judging from his clothes, this person is likely to be an elder.

Damn it!

Be careful, how could the Sect of the Gods know?

And, find this directly?

How is this possible?!

What to do? What to do?

The evil king changed his mind and kept thinking about countermeasures.

Thousands of ways, one by one.

Facing the elder of the Dean of the Cang, I was really unsure.

Now.

The puppet under his command has been lying in ambush everywhere in Jiangyang City, with only one beside him.

But it is far from enough to face the elder of the Dean of the Cang.

escape!

The evil king took a step and ran away quickly.

"Want to escape?"

The old man smiled coldly, his body was like a ghost.

He appeared behind Xie Jun instantly, pointed at his back, and pressed him with a palm.

"Bang..."

The evil king was like a kite with broken strings, hitting hard on the stone wall, making his bones soft and his whole body hurt.

"Old guy, I'll fight you!"

The evil king waved his right hand.

A teleportation vortex emerged.

"howl……"

A human puppet covered in darkness walked out like a zombie.

Then, the human puppet rushed towards the old man like lightning.

"bite……"

The fire was splashing everywhere, jingling.

For a moment, the old man fought with the human puppet in a similar way.

"Oh, it's interesting!"

"It seems that I'm going to be serious!"

After saying that, the old man raised his palm and slapped the human puppet's head.

"Bang..."

The brain splashed everywhere, and the human puppet's body fell to the ground. After a few twitches, there was no movement.

Seeing this scene, the evil king was so scared that he was both scared.

The strongest human puppet cannot be stopped.

What if you are the opponent?

It's over!

"thump!"

The evil king knelt down and began to beg for mercy.

"Sir, please spare your life!"

"I have an eighty-year-old mother above and a three-year-old child below. What should they do if I die?"

"You are kind and spare your life!"

The evil king cried bitterly and was extremely sad.

Although he knew that doing these things was useless, he could only try it out.

However, he cried for a long time but had no reaction.

Look up.

I saw that the old man was holding his stomach and grinning.

"Haha, laugh... I'm so damn. I didn't expect that Xie Jun, you are so brave!"

Hearing this sound, a pile of black lines appeared on Xie Jun’s forehead.

"The Blood Evil, I won't be so scary about you. Also, you destroyed my strongest puppet. What do you say about this?" Xie Jun said.

"Oh, how is that possible, your puppet is here!"

After saying that, the Blood Evil waved his right hand and a teleportation vortex slowly condensed.

Immediately afterwards, a puppet stood in front of the evil king.

Seeing this puppet, the evil king breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, without saying much, how are you doing here?" Xuesha asked.
To be continued...