Inverse Sword God

The first thousand four hundred and thirty-seven chapters: mysterious strong man!

"Look at what it is," a young man exclaimed.

"What nonsense, we will be found out like you"

"I disturbed our plan, do you accept it?" An old man snorted coldly, his face extremely gloomy.

"Yes, elder, I was wrong."

The young warrior lowered his head to admit his mistake, but he still insisted: "There is really something, and something really flew above the sky just now, like lightning."

"Something flies by, are you sure"

Hearing that, the other elders also frowned. Could it be that the Black Dragon Cult came back.

This time, they took advantage of the departure of the Black Dragon Guru and the other masters, and they were ready to take advantage of the situation to sneak attack. If the opponent masters came back, then their plan would fail.

So thinking of this, everyone's faces are very solemn.

"Zhao Ping practices pupil technique. Although his cultivation is not top-notch, he should not be wrong when looking at things."

And this time, Venerable Qinglian also spoke.

He was the leader of this operation, so when Venerable Qinglian spoke, the others stopped talking.

"Zhao Ping, tell me, what exactly are you seeing? Is it a Black Dragon Cult?"

"Back to the elder, the disciple didn't see clearly, just saw a ray of light flashing, but judging from the exuding aura, it doesn't look like a person from the Black Dragon Cult."

"Oh, even you didn't see it clearly"

Venerable Qinglian was surprised, he knew that Zhao Ping's practice was a pupil technique, and his eyesight was very precise.

In this respect, they are no worse than their older generations, and even stronger.

However, at this moment, even he did not see clearly, which is really incredible.

"In what direction is that thing going" Venerable Qinglian thought of a possibility and asked quickly.

"It's the Black Dragon Cult headquarters in front."

Upon hearing this, Venerable Qinglian took a deep breath, his expression was uncertain, as if he was thinking about something.

At this time, Prince Tianhuo asked in a deep voice: "Elder, is there anything wrong?"

"The one who possesses this method is the Black Dragon Cult except our Wu League."

"But now, that thing is neither from our Wu League, nor from the Black Dragon Cult."

"However, there should be another master in the Southern Territory."

"You mean, the mysterious powerhouse who killed the master of the Eighth Hall and the Four Guardians," Ba Wuji said coldly.

"Yes, yes, it's him"

Venerable Qinglian nodded.

The next moment, everyone was shocked and their eyes widened.

"What, is it really that mysterious strong man"

"Is he going to attack the Black Dragon Cult headquarters"

Everyone was shocked. Originally, with their manpower, it would take a long time to break the defense formation outside the Black Dragon Cult.

And now, if there is a mysterious powerhouse, then their efficiency will be greatly improved.

"Go, follow up and have a look."

Venerable Qinglian pondered for a moment, and finally said in a deep voice.

Then, with a wave of his hand, he led the crowd and flew cautiously towards the mountains ahead.

On the other side, Lin Xuan, the dark red dragon, Murong Qingcheng, and Luo Bingshan's group were flying fast in front of them in a spirit boat.

"Master, the Black Dragon Cult's headquarters is in front." Luo Bingshan looked at the mountains below and quickly reported.

"Reached"

Hearing this, Lin Xuan also woke up from cultivation, opened his eyes and looked down.

"The Black Dragon Sect acts harshly and brutalizes the innocent. During the years of its rise, the creatures in the Southern Territory have been devastated and mourned."

"It's time to get rid of this magic teaching." Lin Xuan said coldly.

"It's not easy, look at me"

The dark red dragon also looked down: "Is this the flood dragon's nest, really luxurious enough"

The dark red dragon's eyes turned, and then shouted downward.

"Listen to the people below, your Black Dragon leader is dead, quickly open the gate, kneel and wait for punishment."

"Otherwise, wait for us to make a move, you will be dead"

The sound was like thunder, quickly spreading downward.

Suddenly, all around Wanli heard it, and the Black Dragon Cult below the formation trembled, producing a roar.

Sosososo

For a time, in the mountains ahead, countless warriors in black robes burst out of countless palaces and pavilions.

One by one looked at the sky, with cold expressions: "Who would dare to make trouble in our Black Dragon Cult and seek death"

"Hurry up and get killed, I can give you a whole body"

"Otherwise, we will anger our Black Dragon Cult and kill all of you."

Countless Black Dragon Sect warriors looked towards the sky and shouted coldly.

To be honest, in their opinion, the other party is too arrogant and dare to make trouble on top of their Black Dragon Cult.

This is something that has never happened before, even the Wumeng dare not be so arrogant

And the people in the lower Wu League stopped and looked towards the sky.

"It's really that mysterious strong man"

"Elder, do we still have to do it?" someone asked.

And Venerable Qinglian shook his head: "No, just watch the changes."

"Hmph, a bunch of ants, your leader is dead, you still dare to believe this madly or not and slap you to death."

At this moment, the dark red dragon snorted again.

"What Black Dragon Lord is dead"

Hearing this, everyone was stunned, and those people in the Wu League were also shocked, their eyes widened, and they couldn't believe it.

The disciple of the Black Dragon Sect was taken aback first, then burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha, idiot boy, do you know what else you are talking about"

"Our leader is a king, no one in the sky or the earth can compare to you to say that he is dead is really ridiculous"

"Dare to curse our leader, quickly kneel down and die" a group of people shouted, their expressions very arrogant.

Because they don't believe it at all, their leader will be killed.

Even Venerable Qinglian, the prince and others frowned.

"What did he say is that the Black Dragon Lord is dead?"

A group of people shook their heads. You must know that the Black Dragon Lord is a king, an existence they can only look up to. How could such a person be killed?

Prince Tianhuo even sneered: "Huh, what a master, I think it's just a bragging guy."

"Dare to say that the Black Dragon Guru is dead, does he know what cultivation is the Black Dragon Guru?"

Not to mention the disciples of the Black Dragon Sect. Even the people of these Wu Leagues don’t believe it. I am afraid that no one in the entire Tiannan Region will believe that the Black Dragon Sect will be killed.

"Hey, really a bunch of ignorant guys"

Above the spirit boat, the dark red dragon shook his head and sighed.

Lin Xuan also frowned, "Since Ming is stubborn, let's do it directly."

"Nine Tails, blast away the defensive formation below."

The nine-tailed fox originally slept in Murong Qingcheng's arms, but when he heard Lin Xuan's words, he opened his eyes reluctantly.

Since acknowledging the Lord, Tian's cultivation base has once again returned to the king state.

At this moment, the tail is shaken slightly, one of the tails has a red arm transformed into it, and it quickly peeks down.