The Strongest Dan God

Ling Wuzong, underground hall.

The footsteps of "Tread" and "Tread" sounded.

Everyone on the scene heard it and woke up from the original doze state.

"Here we are, just like us, it should be the last wave of people. Hey, the one at the top ... is it Ye Zifeng?"

"I met him a while ago at the Dou Dan Conference and remembered that he was from Leizhou City. How could he come here, Ling Wuzong should not have invited Leizhou City people."

"Doudan Conference, how long ago? Please open your eyes and see clearly. His blue kimono represents the Xuanmen!"

After a moment of silence.

Everyone changed color: "Xuan Men?"

Hearing the word "Xuanmen", a group of people, etc., some slight contempt remained in their hearts, all turned into nothingness, turned to a trace of admiration, and looked deeply at Ye Zifeng.

"Good boy, when did things make him into the mysterious door."

Yefeng Feng smiled slightly and said to himself.

"It turned out that the disciples of Xuanmen, Tonghuo City, Lingfeng City ... Lingwu Zong invited so many outside helpers to pursue the fugitives this time, and it was really moving."

The ghost shadow pondered for a moment, slowly opening: "Yefeng Feng, I don't care what Ling Wuzong thinks. You listen, I still say that, the mission of the fugitive, don't you come next!"

Yefeng Feng smiled lightly: "Relax, I know."

"you!"

Ghost Shadow sighed helplessly, knowing that his advice would have little effect.

"Alas ... whatever you do, anyway, after taking the task, you passively slacken your job and lose your gamble. If you are lucky enough, there will always be a day when you will rise again."

When the words fell, she stopped talking to Yefeng and observed the surroundings instead.

Surrounded by countless torches on all sides, the center of the temple is a super-large round table, looking roughly, it can seat almost a hundred people.

Most of the outside disciples had never seen any market, and when they arrived in a new place, still the mysterious Lingwu Zong, they looked around and looked particularly curious.

As for the ten parallel practitioners brought by Wang Rui, their strength is low, and they belong to the abandoned existence. At this moment on their faces, there is a haze, as if one foot has stepped into the coffin.

The only master, Qin Juexin, walked at the end of the team, looking absent-minded.

"I'm right ... these people are sent by Xuanmen, an elite team of thirty people?"

"Xuanmen seems to have gradually declined recently."

After the initial admiration, the attitude of other city people towards Xuanmen began to change to a certain extent, shaking their heads.

Gu Niannu and Ye Fengfeng stood side by side, their expressions were indifferent, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

As the voices of people in other cities were very loud, they fell into their ears without a word.

Gu Niannu said with a smile: "How do you feel now when you hear others talk about Xuan Men?"

Ye Fengfeng smiled and shrugged. Indifferently, there was a strange firmness: "Compared to these meaningless things, I just want to know my mission goal quickly."

"Oh? You are not affected at all."

Gu Niannu watched carefully, the expression that appeared on Yefeng's face seemed to confirm the qualification of the other party.

At this time, the others were unable to sit still.

"Hey, everyone is here. When should we wait?"

"Isn't it? Ling Wuzong's messenger, you're saying something. We're here to help you hunt down fugitives, not to suffer."

"Yes, hurry up and assign the task. After we finish it earlier, we are still waiting for the reward."

Gu Niannu chuckled and turned back: "Everyone be restless, we are deciding to match you to the corresponding fugitives."

Hearing the word "we", Ye Yefeng's expression clearly changed a little, and raised his head, glancing around.

Except for Gu Niannu, there seemed to be no other talents of Ling Wuzong.

Unless, in this closed space, the people of Lingwu Sect are using some means to observe their reaction.

After a moment.

Gu Niannu raised his slender fingers, pointed to the giant table in the middle of the temple, and said with a smile.

"How tired everyone is standing, sit!"

The people heard this and looked at each other. They looked at the giant table and there were about a hundred seats, and when they all added up, there were almost ninety people.

"Forget it, wait for the same, then listen to the messenger and sit for a while."

"Huh, the people of Tonghuo City, you are too good to talk. To be honest, I Haidongchen will wait at most half an hour. If the time is too long, I can only think that Lingwuzong is not sincere enough." Hai Dongchen, the young man who came, frowned.

Gu Niannu saw people sitting on the seat one after another, and laughed lightly.

"Relax, the sincerity of Lingwu Zong, you will know immediately."

After a while, he smiled and clapped his hands, making a clear sound.

"Ghost servants obeyed orders and presented everything."

"what?"

Han Yue was shocked by this remark, and her eyes were stunned to the extreme.

Under the slight change of Ye Fengfeng's face, he smiled and handed her an eye in time, beckoning her to shut up.

Fortunately, there are not many people who are surprised when they hear the word "ghost servant".

Therefore, Han Yue's screams were not too doubtful.

The words fell, and from behind the curtain of the hall, a row of young ghost servants with swords, with their eyes lost in openness, looked indifferent, and slowly walked toward the center of the hall, that is, where everyone is.

There is no life in their pupils!

"This ... what the hell is this, are they all dead?"

"God, Ling Wuzong's messenger, what the hell is going on, how can there be such an evil gate in Heavenly Dao City!"

Everyone waited, their expressions changed a lot, and when they saw it, they all stood up together.

Gu Niannu chuckled, but at this moment, there was a hint of coldness in his laughter.

"Don't be afraid, as long as you don't make any dangerous moves, these ghost servants will not hurt everyone, please be calm."

"What a joke! Ling Wuzong's messenger, you mean, should we completely ignore this!"

A man in a white shirt was in a state of extreme chaos under extreme tension.

He stood up and took a step back, just when he wanted to draw weapons from the space magic weapon.

However, it is almost an instant effort!

The silver awn flashed, and it was brilliant.

A ghost servant's sword was already on his neck and throat.

"Go back." His cold, hoarse voice didn't seem like a human voice.

"you!"

The young ghost servant led the man in white shirt, the other side was frightened, but had no choice but to sit back on the seat again.

"I should have said, don't make dangerous moves. You are assured that our Lingwu Zong is here to ask everyone for help. As long as everyone cooperates, we will not hurt you."

Gu Niannu's voice was surprisingly faint. In his words, the word "cooperation" was highlighted.

He paused for a moment and continued: "Of course I know that some masters can easily kill these ghost servants, but please think about this little thing, is it necessary to tear the face with Lingwu Zong?"

There was silence, and Yaque was silent.

The secret power hidden by Qin Juexin gradually disappeared into nothing.

Gu Niannu looked at all this with a small smile, paused for a moment, and looked on seriously: "Okay, did everyone calm down? Next, these ghost servants will put the black bracelets on your tables one by one. Please be sure to put it on. "

"What happens if you wear this bracelet?"

Someone swallowed a spit, and the corner of his mouth twitched, he could not help asking.

Gu Niannu smiled slightly: "It's very simple, wearing this bracelet, you can get the notification of the fugitive name matching everyone and the emergency message that Ling Wuzong issued to you."

"This bracelet, I didn't expect it to be so powerful. Is there such a function?"

After Hai Dongchen froze for a moment, he weighed it in his hand and looked around.

"Well, no matter what, even the ghost servants have seen it, just wear a bracelet, what are you afraid of?"

Immediately, his heart was fixed, and he gritted his teeth and put it on directly.

I saw a line of small characters, and immediately jumped on the bracelet, emitting a faint glow.

He quickly read it out: "Lingfeng City Hai Dongchen, the fugitive you match, the difficulty is determined to be level 4, and the name of the fugitive is ..."

The people around Hai Dongchen quickly covered his mouth.

"Okay, stop and stop, don't read the rest!"

Hai Dongchen thought he was too fascinated, and scratched his head in embarrassment.

The name of the fugitive only needs to be known by the people of Lingfeng City. There is no need to tell people from other places what the variables are.

With Hai Dongchen in the lead, the people of Tonghuo City were not far behind, and soon a person volunteered and put on this bracelet.

"How? What about the fugitives we assigned?"

In Tonghuo City, a group of people gathered around the man wearing the bracelet.

I saw the kid on the bracelet wrote awesomely: "Tonghuocheng Huatianli, the fugitives you have matched, the difficulty is determined to be level 5 ..."

One pass two, two pass three, which gradually spread.

The original nervousness of the crowd was replaced by an unspeakable novelty. They whispered to each other and put on the bracelet with excitement.

However, in contrast to the joyous atmosphere of others, the next moment.

Several outside disciples wearing bracelets turned their eyes to Ye Feng, and their faces were surprisingly ugly.

"Ye Zhenren, it's over."

Ye Feng took a deep breath and put on the bracelet.

Sure enough, a small line popped out of the bracelet immediately.

"Xuanmen Yefeng, the fugitive you match, the difficulty is determined to be nine levels ..."