Time flies, one month after Zhao Fan entered the secret realm of the ruins.
On this day, among the endless stream of tourists on the lake peninsula where the Duanshan Sect is connected to the world, a man with slender legs and black clothes walked up with the flow of people. His hair was as white as snow, but his face was somewhat handsome. , especially the evil smile on his lips, which made many women look at him, and some even wanted to strike up a conversation.
But the man in black turned a blind eye to them, quickened his pace slightly, and after a while, disappeared without a trace from the sight of those women.
At this moment, he appeared next to a small tree, with an awe-inspiring black demonic energy floating on his body. Then he squatted down and gently touched the void with his hand, as if he was stirring something.
Tourists continued to pass by around the man in black, but strangely, he seemed to be invisible air and did not attract any attention.
"It's been a month. I wonder how the thousand ancient demon souls from my Nine Nether Sect are integrating with the new body."
There was excitement in the eyes of the man in black. His white and jade-like palms seemed to have grabbed a handle in the void and then pulled it back.
next moment.
A black door appeared out of thin air opened in front of the small tree.
"The Broken Mountain Sect."
The man in black murmured excitedly, then got in and pulled the black door shut.
The void returned to its original state, and everything was silent.
However.
When the man in black descended from the thick fog and couldn't wait to look around at the magic tombs scattered in this small world, what appeared in his pupils was devastation. The tombstone array he had personally refined had long been turned into powder.
The demon pits where the bodies of thousands of monks from the Broken Mountain Sect and ancient demon souls were supposed to be placed upside down still had traces of being burned.
All of them disappeared into ashes!
The man in black is the person in charge of the Nine Nether Sect, the Lord of the Nine Nether Sect!
After a month of recovery, after summoning the ancient demon soul and laying out a recovery plan, he had recovered 90% of his strength, faster than expected.
I came to the Broken Mountain Sect's small world today specifically to see the progress of the demon soul recovery plan so that I could launch subsequent plans.
The Master of Jiuyou Sect never expected that after all his efforts, huge resources and even the cost of backlash, his flawless move would... actually be completely destroyed, with more than a thousand ancient demon souls!
But that's all he can summon!
Now, not even a trace of the soul remains...
The leader of Jiuyou Sect first stayed on the barren ground, his neck turned back and forth stiffly, and everything he looked at was uprooted!
Then a raging demonic energy suddenly erupted from his body.
The entire small world of Broken Mountain Sect was raging wildly with black mist containing the power of destruction. Black wind, black thunder, and black fire were alternating with each other.
Wow!
Phew!
Zizzizi~~~
Less than a minute.
The small world of the Broken Mountain Sect was like the ruins of purgatory, with all the plants and buildings turned into nothingness.
Even so, the leader of the Jiuyou Sect still felt like there was a big stone blocked in his heart that was difficult to remove, and he was venting crazily.
He was already furious.
This small world finally could no longer withstand this destructive force, and the void between heaven and earth began to collapse.
The Master of Jiuyou Sect also gradually calmed down. His figure flashed and returned directly to the outside world through the broken space wall element, and then reappeared on the peninsula in the lake.
In my ears, the laughter of tourists and the shouts of vendors continued to echo.
The more the Master of Jiuyou Sect listened, the more irritated he became. He glanced at the nearly 10,000 tourists with a cold expression and snorted coldly.
Immediately afterwards.
