Chapter 620

Soon after the Zhou family arrived, xuanqingzong and Tianlong Temple arrived at the scene.

Smelling the faint smell of blood in the air and looking at the traces of fighting around, their faces changed one by one.

"Ji Yushan, didn't they find the trace of that boy?"

A monk of Tianlong temple said that his strength was no less than that of Ji Yushan.

In other words, his strength, at least, is triple medium-term.

"Master Pukong, I came to the Zhou family first. I didn't find Ji Yushan and the people of Ji family when I came here."

The head of the Zhou family said that he was a monk in the early period of Sanzhong, a little lower than the monk in Tianlong temple, and his name was Zhou Hanlin.

"Well, I didn't find it when I came here? Then why not track it? "

The monk of Tianlong Temple named Pukong frowned and looked at Zhou Hanlin.

Zhou hanlinwei was a little displeased and asked: "chasing? I don't want to follow Ji Yushan's footsteps. You must have felt the powerful ghost spirit just now. I asked myself, "I'm not an opponent."

"If you are not an opponent, you can also follow behind secretly. Now the breath has dissipated, where can you find it?"

Master Pukong's face is ugly. The four factions of them are going out together, but they can't catch a heavy boy. What's the face.

At this time, xuanqingzong people came to advise: "calm down, now it's useless to say anything, now the question is, who is there beside the other side?"

"Yes, it's not the time for infighting. Catch the hateful boy first."

Master Pukong took a deep breath and nodded heavily.

Seeing this, Zhou Hanlin's face gradually improved and said, "that ghost spirit should have something to do with that boy. I'm afraid we can't act alone with our present strength."

"Brother Hanlin, this is reasonable. Before we ask for help from the sect, we can only act together."

The man of xuanqingzong proposed that his name was Xuanhe, who was the same as Zhou Hanlin in his early cultivation.

Master Pukong nodded and said, "this is reasonable. Even I was frightened by the breath I just noticed. I'm afraid my accomplishments are stronger than mine."

"What, even the master is frightened, isn't that triple late stage?"

Zhou Hanlin and Xuanhe were shocked. They thought that the breath was at most in the middle of the triple period. Unexpectedly, it was even stronger.

If so, they will have to work together. There is only one way to die alone.

Then, the three forces acted together to inquire about Ning Xiaolei's trace to nearby practitioners.

At the moment, Ning Xiaolei is standing on the top of the highest mountain in a mountain field to the west of Longdu, looking at the rolling mountains below with satisfaction and nodding.

"Yes, it's a good place, and the aura of heaven and earth is abundant. The ten thousand demon gate is built here!"

After making a decision, Ning Xiaolei goes back to the refining pot and calls several girls and Zhao Xiaoshu.

"What, brother ray, you want to build a sect?"

Listen to Ning Xiaolei finish, Zhao Xiaoshu directly silly, before, Ning Xiaolei never said this thing.

"Hey, yeah, I want to step on the other four forces except hanyue palace. If I dare to fight against me, how can I just let it go?"

Ning Xiaolei's eyes are cold. He has never been too generous.

If you dare to offend him, you have to be ready for revenge.

With ten thousand demons, he will have more confidence to cultivate the strong.

Moreover, this move can also attract the strong demons from heaven and earth to prepare for the expansion of the demons.

After all, this is the task given to him by Nu Wa. After receiving so many red envelopes, he can't help it.

"Well, brother Lei is really ambitious."

After hearing Ning Xiaolei's confirmation, Zhao Xiaoshu nodded happily and then asked, "I don't know what name brother Xiaolei is going to name the sect?"

"I've already thought about this. It's the ten thousand demon sect. It's powerful enough. Ha ha!"

Ning Xiaolei looks at the crowd happily and says his name.

In an instant, all the people look at him with black lines and speechless. Is this the rhythm of becoming a public enemy of mankind?