"You dog/day, there is a kind of come and fight with Lao Tzu face to face!"

"What kind of skill is it to lure us in with this insidious method?!"

"you…"

The man with a tattoo without sheep yelled at Dashuai Zhang without anger in the slightest.

He laughed: "Hahaha—"

"I seduce you to come in?!"

"Do not!"

"He was the one who lured you in!"

"Hahaha-"

"Except the demon bureau!"

"The Ministry of Arms!"

"What an interesting place!"

"You can come out and meet them!"

[Author's digression]: Continue to fight, continue to work hard, as long as the brothers approve and like it, Jiangshan will work hard to spell out a 10,000-character chapter every day, work hard day and night, break out of part-time work, writing articles is not easy, tears ask for votes for support! Thanks for the two golden tickets from the brothers on the ninth day of raising a cat, thanks for the golden tickets for the brothers, the brothers [Xixi], thank you for the two golden tickets from the brothers [Xixi], and thank you for the two brothers. Golden tickets, thank you [Peng Songtian] brothers for the four gold tickets, thank you very much for your support, bow, thanks!

Chapter 151 Poor Person, Seal of Six Mirrors [1050...

The man with no sheep tattoo has the strength of the sixth sequence disaster level.

Wearing a black robe trench coat.

On the back of the right palm, the purple blood pupil sheep head tattoo is shining brightly.

He stood in the sky in the space of the mirror world, and the dark ghosts on his body waved, surging!

The man with no sheep tattoos looked down at Ye Fan, Tu Zenggang and others.

As if a cat is playing with a mouse, a playful cold smile appeared on his face.

A wave of his right hand.

In the pitch-black sky, there were mirrors tall and tall.

Blocks of mirrors flashed with black light, reflecting the battle scenes.

The brothers of the eighth echelon of the Armament Department have all died in battle!

But Lin Sanchuan and others who were fighting fiercely faced the inexhaustible mirror image demon, and they were also ill-advised.

When Dashuai Zhang saw these battle scenes, he immediately yelled at him.

The tattooed man without sheep glanced at him disdainfully, unmoved at all.

As the person sitting in this imperial spirit art formation, at this moment, he is the master of this square mirror realm space.

He burst out laughing.

"Hahaha-"

"I lured you in?!"

"Do not!"

"He was the one who lured you in!"

"Except for the Demon Bureau, the Armament Department!"

"Hahaha-"

"What an interesting place!"

"You can come out and meet them!"

Ye Fan, Tu Zenggang and others fell silent.

They knew that this man with a sheep tattoo was talking about Lian Zhiming.

Lian Zhiming, the traitor from the Demon Expelling Bureau who lured them all the way here!

Ye Fan's eyes were cold and murderous in his eyes.

The man with a tattoo without sheep looked at Ye Fan and the others with a mocking look.

With a wave of his right hand, a tall mirror appeared beside him.

Ripples appeared on the mirror surface like water.

A figure with a face of vicissitudes walked out.

His hair is a little gray.

He was slightly rickety, and he was wearing a washed, gray and white uniform for the Demon Bureau.

It is Lian Zhiming.

Ye Fan's gaze, like a sword, immediately fell on Lian Zhiming's body.

Lian Zhiming shivered when he noticed Ye Fan's gaze.

He had seen Ye Fan's powerful combat power with his own eyes.

Looking back now, I still have lingering fears.

now,

Being stared at by Ye Fan's murderous eyes, even Zhiming couldn't help feeling terrified, and his pupils shrank to a point.

Immediately after,

He glanced at the Weiyang tattooed man next to him, and took a deep breath.

Try to calm down your mood.

In this imperial spirit art formation, the strength of this man is almost invincible.

I'll be fine with him.