Zhao Yan sneered: "What a hegemon, what a loyal person. You are just a devil who is inhumane. You are still proud of it. I can't help but want to cheer for someone like you."

"Hmph! I didn't expect that Mingjun is also a slick person. Speaking of the devil, your father deserves it."

The man pointed at the omen in anger.

Zhao Yan smiled coldly and did not refute his words.

His father was indeed a devil that everyone feared before, but he is now making up for it. Although he cannot make up for everything, when he is determined to change his mistakes.

"Haha..." The man looked at Zhao Yan with a sneer, "Why don't you speak?

Have you ever had any words to refute?”

Zhao Yan looked at him as proud as if he had won a game, and he didn't think anything was there.

His father's affairs are facts. When he hears others scolding his father in anger, he will not refute most of the time.

Zhao Yan smiled and said, "It's not that I don't refute that what my father did is indeed a fact, but he has reformed himself and will no longer do things that are harmful to the world.

My father did this because he was bound by the power of Pluto."

More importantly, being bound by emotions.

Now he lives like a piece of white paper and lives a happy life every day.

"Haha..." The man suddenly burst into laughter in horror.

"Reformed?

Can people with the power of Pluto be reformed?

I have lived for so many years, but I have never heard of it."

"snort!"

Zhao Yan snorted coldly, "You haven't heard of it, it doesn't mean you haven't appeared.

My father is living a good life now. If you don’t have to worry about you, you should worry about yourself. I guess, with my character and the Demon Lord, you won’t let you leave here tonight. There are barriers around you. Even if you alien spirits have the ability to fly and escape, you will not be able to escape tonight."

What is he competing with a dying person?

Life is like a dream, and time is ruthless.

When I look back suddenly, I realize that life only has this life, and there is the next life.

Even in the afterlife, everything will become different.

He has experienced too much and has always cherished the friendship between him and Jun Lan.

"Entertainment?"

The old man in black robe heard these only two key words.

The barrier of the goddess was given to her son with all his might, which was not something that ordinary people could crack.

He has never envied anyone in his life, but the two sons of the goddess.

"What should I do if the clan elder?"

One of the men walked over and asked in a low voice in the old man's ear.

The old man also had no choice but to learn these special skills, such as barrier formations, for them, there is no way to learn these special skills without special teachings.

But the goddess is proficient in these Qimen Dunjia techniques.

"Kill! Try to find a way to escape."

At this time, there is nothing else but to do so.

They were lucky enough to meet the Demon Lord and the Underworld Lord when they came out to complete the task for the first time.

"Yes, clan elder."

The man also had a murderous look on his face and could only make the final struggle.

With a command, all the men in black immediately rushed towards Lin Zichen and Zhaoxian.

Zhao Yan did not hesitate anymore this time. He raised the corner of his lips sarcastically. The Pluto in his hand swept across the sky, and the powerful pressure immediately affected all directions. The black light flashed with unusual light in the dark night.

"Thorn..." The trees around were wind and snow and the men in black who were rushing towards him were bounced out by this huge force.

On the other hand, the Deadly Soul-Chasing Whip in Lin Zichen's hand also came with his invincible power.

"Bang..." In the silver streaming light, the surrounding trees, the wind and snow and the men in black who were rushing towards him were all shocked.

Not only that, the two groups of people instantly collided with each other, and the strong impact force made them fly out of each other, one by one, flew out from all directions, falling into the snow and still motionless.

With Lin Zichen and Zhaoxian's cultivation, the sudden burst of pressure was enough to displace their internal organs, and they did not even have a chance to survive.

In the end, the only old man in black was left in the audience.

Lin Zichen didn't say anything, and his figure flashed rapidly. The invincible speed made the old man feel no slightest, and Lin Zichen grabbed his neck.

"Ah..." The strong sense of suffocation made the old man's eyes widen in an instant. He was worthy of being Yun Xi's son, and he was really strong.

But I don’t know who can laugh to the end when two tigers fight each other.

Their master will definitely sweep the eight deserts and avenge them.

Lin Zichen's red eyes instantly turned dark black. He quietly looked at the old man. The old man was not prepared and felt like he was trapped in an irresistible vortex.

Lin Zichen activated the power of charm and saw the old man's life through the old man's eyes.

Lin Zichen knew that the old man's identity was extraordinary among the Lengyue clan.

You will definitely get a lot of news from him.

Sure enough, as the scene changed, he saw a woman in red, wearing a mask like the old man on her face, but her mask was white, and the beautiful flower between her eyebrows was more redder than the one on their masks.

She would not forget the figure of the woman, nor would she forget that when she begged him to be her godson, her charming and kind face was covered with tears.

He also saw her life, felt sorry for her, and felt unfair about her experience.

The old man's memory was not as much as he imagined. He saw the Lengyue tribe disappearing without a trace after the woman in red appeared in just one night.

Until he returned to Wuling Continent, he sealed the entrance to Wuling Continent.

And, the truth about Wei Ziming's murder stems from a heart-wrenching quarrel, and all the scenes passed by Lin Zichen's eyes.

Lin Zichen became more and more shocked the more he looked at it.

The godmother he once admired turned into a murderous demon.

It was not until he saw the old man's youth that Lin Zichen suddenly regained the power of charm.

With a force, he cut off the old man's neck. The old man died easily and had not even turned back from the power of charm.

Lin Zichen was shocked. If Yi'er knew the cause of Wei Ziming's death, she would definitely not be able to withstand such a blow.

"Hey! Demon Lord, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Yan looked at Lin Zichen not moving for a long time and couldn't help but speak.

Lin Zichen suddenly came back to his senses and said, "No obstacle."

Zhao Qi looked at him in confusion, without thinking too much: "How should these girls be placed?"

Lin Zichen said: "I will place it myself, you don't have to worry."

Zhao Yan smiled and said, "I want to bother, it's not my turn."

Lin Zichen looked at him, "Thank you tonight!"

"Oh! No thanks, Jun Lan and I are brothers, and this is what I should do."
Chapter completed!