In a world where the supernatural has returned and vengeful spirits come knocking, Jiang Chen awakens the Demon Transformation System. As long as he can stir up emotional fluctuations in these cree...
Chapter 382 It doesn’t matter, I will take action when the time comes
Walk a little further and you will come to a tunnel.
Suddenly, a chill blew from the east, sweeping in like a typhoon, mixed with the smell of the sea, blowing away the large amount of white fog.
An old man stood on the top of the mountain.
He has only one hand, which holds a katana. It is said that Yamamoto Oshio, the former sword master of the Nito-ryu school in Sakura Province, found it difficult to make further progress after practicing the Seven-Sword Ryu, so he cut off one of his arms, abandoned all his training, and rediscovered the way of the sword.
This is a man who is always pursuing a stronger person.
Sun Zhengyu became serious. The opponent was a top grandmaster, and he was the only one present who could take action.
"The Yaqi Organization belongs to the Righteous Path Alliance. Yamamoto, what do you mean?"
He asked in a deep voice.
The old man on the mountaintop held his sword with one arm and nodded earnestly, "Sun Sang, I have long since defected from Yaqi. All my actions have nothing to do with my country. I only pursue strength."
"I'm very interested in Wei Sang's evil corpse. He's bound to die after this breakthrough, so it's better for him to commit suicide early like a warrior. After I get the evil corpse, I will promise not to attack the underworld within six months!"
Sun Zhengyu frowned, and the aura on his body became more and more fierce.
At this moment, a loud roar was heard from a distance.
"Yamamoto! I'll fuck your ancestors!"
"Director Sun, please continue on. King Taishan has reached the East Coast. Go ahead and do it. Leave this disabled person to me!"
A burly figure stepped into the air, his body covered in water that was turning into mist. His attire was very distinctive: a coarse linen shirt, no shoes, a straw hat, and a large harpoon in his hand.
Some figures in the thick fog can be recognized at a glance.
This is the leader of the new and unconventional sect, the Lao Men, and the biological son of King Taishan.
His arrival meant that King Taishan had already taken action and was probably fighting fiercely with other king-level players on the coast of the East China Sea. No wonder there was a wind with a fishy smell blowing over before.
Given Jiangbei's location, only the aftermath of a king-level battle could accomplish this.
"Jiuzhou is really angry!"
"Should we continue to pick up the spoils? If we provoke Yama Luo to take action, we might be doomed."
"What's there to be afraid of? There are quite a few kings from the Dark Alliance, and Jiuzhou also has to guard against the Taishan Incident and prevent Youba from taking the opportunity to become king. Not many people can come."
"Just wait and see. Let them go fight and kill each other while we pick up the spoils!"
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A series of mysterious figures were hidden in the thick fog, watching the battle from afar. They had different identities, some were independent cultivators, and some were members of the Dark Alliance.
There are also some people who wear masks to hide their identities, which is even more intriguing.
Perhaps they are allies of the righteous path from some other countries, or perhaps they are even masters from Kyushu who are unwilling to take sides in this battle and just want to take advantage of the situation.
Uncle Wei is still in front.
He is a half-king, and the noise he makes when breaking through is too terrifying. He must stay away from Jiangbei as much as possible to avoid bringing disaster to the city.
Go through the tunnel.
Another powerful aura appeared, it was that of an old man with dead spots all over his face, standing quietly on the road. When he saw someone coming, he raised one hand with an expressionless face.
Jiang Chen's pupils shrank and he began breathing heavily.
He has seen the other party.
He even killed one of its clones.
Knock on the door old man!
The ghost that attacked Xunhe City that day.
Many people still remember its former glory.
This time, Sun Zhengyu did not hesitate at all. He took a step forward and went forward to meet him.
He didn't say any polite words, just shouted in a deep voice.
"This sinister and evil demon should be punished together!"
His figure flashed, the air was distorted for a moment, and the old man knocking on the door was knocked into a mountain a thousand meters away by him.