God of Hell

The purple flames in the void of the Ziyan Mountain range attracted countless powerful people, but everyone looked at it from a distance, not daring to approach it.

Three months later, the purple flame dissipated completely, and the temperature in the entire core area dropped, and the temperature here was extremely low. The surrounding area became a piece of scorched earth, and the deep ravines were still emitting blue smoke, but now the temperature has dropped and everywhere is frozen. .

Lin Xiao left the core area directly, and gained a lot in three months, and now his strength is also on a higher level.

"senior!"

As soon as Lin Xiao walked out of the core area, he saw that a man with a long sword was now the ink sword of the Ink Sect.

"Something?"

Lin Xiao glanced at the other side and said lightly.

"Senior! Did you just come out of the core area?"

Mo Jian asked curiously, the entire Ziyan Mountain Range had undergone a tremendous change, but Mo Jian still did not dare to approach, because he guessed that this change might have something to do with the people in front of him.

"Senior! Don't get me wrong. My father was seriously injured and needs red sorrel to detoxify. I want to ask if Senior has seen red sorrel."

Mo Jian hurriedly explained that because the strength of the person in front of him was too terrifying, if his attitude was not good, he might be summoned to kill.

"Does your Ink Sect have a teleportation formation to the ancient **** city?"

Lin Xiao did not answer Mo Jian’s question, but instead asked. Now, with his means, it does not take long for him to travel to the Ancient God City. However, he is not familiar with the environment of the entire Ancient God Star Region, and he does not want to let too much Many people know their strength.

"Senior! We are here at the edge of the ancient city of God, a trillion kilometers away from the ancient city of God. Our Ink Sect does not have a teleportation array directly leading to the ancient city of God. We can only enter a place called Shenmu City. Shenmu City has a large teleportation array that can directly To the ancient **** city."

Mo Jian slowly said, it took him a month to return from the ancient **** city, and he also spent a huge amount of money. He was still a disciple of a big power, so it went so smoothly.

"Oh! You take me to your Ink Sect, and I will help your Sect Master detoxify."

Lin Xiao said indifferently, he has mastered 30% of the origin of killing, 20% of the origin of space, 10% of the origin of destruction, 20% of the origin of fire, and 10% of the origin of wind, and his cultivation has reached the mid-level king. , His current combat power can completely kill the average peak realm king, even if he encounters a strong realm king, he has the power to fight.

"it is good!"

After listening to the exultation, Mo Jian directly led Lin Xiao towards the Ink Sect and flew away.

Ink City is the core area of ​​the ink area, backed by a mountain, and in front of it is the ink river winding through it. This is an excellent geomantic treasure.

"Senior Lin! This is Ink City, and our Ink Sect is in the deepest part of Ink City."

Mo Jian led Lin Xiao directly over the ink city. Although guards came to stop him, they all retreated after seeing Mo Jian.

"Mo Jian! This is the important place of Ink Sect, what are you doing with an outsider?"

Mo Jian did not receive any obstacles along the way, but when they reached the depths of the ink sect, a black-robed warrior stopped them.

"Ancestor Moshan! This senior is the benefactor of our Ink Sect. He can save my father."

Mo Jian said in deep thought, Moshan is one of the founders of their ink sect, with extraordinary status, and the ancestor Mo Yang, who is second only to the ink sect in the ink sect, is now injured. Moshan has become ink. The master of the sect.

"The benefactor of the Ink Sect? Mo Jian, I'm afraid you are confused. I have never seen this person. Where does this grace come from."

The ancestor Moshan disapproved, he did not participate in the battle in the Ziyan Mountains, so he didn't know Lin Xiao, and now the ink sect has reorganized the ink area, and he is very alert to strangers, not to mention that the ink sword no longer belongs to them. Ink tube.

"Ancestor Moshan! It was this senior who killed the ancestor Purple Wolf of the Purple Flame Sect that day."

Mo Jian groaned, Mo Shan's face also condensed slightly. The ancestor of the Purple Flame Sect raised his cultivation to the realm of the Realm King by special means, and was finally killed by a sword by a passing person. Everyone on the scene saw it. , Although Mo Shan didn't believe it, he knew the strength of the ancestor of Ziyan Sect anyway.

"Mo Jian! This young man is not a hundred years old, you are sure that you are not mistaken."

Mo Shan was not so strong when he heard Mo Jian's words. If the young man in front of him was really the one rumored by the outside world, his strength would definitely be higher than that of the domain master. This kind of person is definitely not something he can provoke.

"Ancestor Moshan! I saw it with my own eyes."

Mo Jian groaned.

"If this is the case, you can go in by yourself. Your father is now ill and blind, and it is estimated that the gods will not be able to save his life."

Mo Shan said faintly, and left after speaking, without further interruption. If Mo Yang falls, the ink sect will be his Moshan world in the future. Although Moshan and Mo Yang are brothers, in the face of interests and power, Moshan still hopes that Mo Yang will die.

"Senior! Don't worry, the ancestor Moshan has always been the patron saint of our ink sect. Recently, the situation has been special and he is also very nervous."

Mo Jian hurriedly explained that, in fact, he was very worried at first, for fear that Lin Xiao would kill the opponent when he got angry. Fortunately, Lin Xiao was not the one to kill.

The depths of the ink sect are very quiet, and some cryptic auras can occasionally be detected here. The half-step realm king of the ink sect has three people, and there are more than ten people in the peak star field. Such powerful forces are definitely the overlords here. To overthrow them unless they have absolute strength.

"father!"

Mo Jian led Lin Xiao to a deep cave, where a skinny warrior lay, dying and looking very weak.

"Injured by thunder robbery!"

Lin Xiao looked at Mo Yang's faint way on the ground. Mo Yang cultivated also the source power of the fire attribute, but was wounded by the power of destruction, hurting his bone marrow.

"Jian'er! Who is this?"

When Mo Yang saw the person coming, his eyes shone, completely unlike a person who was about to fall.

"My name is Lin Xiao!"

Lin Xiao said, he didn't tell Mo Jian his name at first.

"Father! This senior is the one who killed the Purple Wolf in the Purple Flame Mountain Range."

Mo Jian added that when Mo Yang heard what Zilang said, his whole person stood up instantly and looked at Lin Xiao in surprise.

"It turns out to be Master Lin! Old man Mo Yang has seen Master Lin."

Mo Yang bowed deeply. Although his body was a little shaky, he could see his sincerity.

"You're welcome! I've come here to talk to Mo Jian, I need to use your Ink Sect's teleportation formation."

Lin Xiao said indifferently, and did not mention healing.

"Oh! There is no problem at all, Mo Jian, you just take the adults."

Mo Yang hurriedly said. Mo Jian was also taken aback, but he was still planning to leave with Lin Xiao.

"I have purple sorrel here! But the purple sorrel can't detoxify you."

Lin Xiao said lightly.

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