Chapter 3080 Existence Of Evil Sect

Lan Feng looked around in horror, and then suddenly stopped in the corner of the hall.

There sat a man in Tsing Yi with long hair lightly.

The unmatched handsomeness and the graceful demeanor of jade make people attracted just by looking at it, and they can no longer look away.

But he just sat there, but no one could notice his existence at all.

Master Ninth——! !

It turned out to be Master Jiu——! !

Lan Feng felt like he was about to stop breathing!

How could Master Jiu appear here?

How could Jiuye's nine-tailed fox aura appear on Xi Yue?

Who is this woman? !

Is she really just a saintess?

As if feeling his gaze, Master Jiu looked over casually.

Then, under Lan Feng's horrified gaze, Master Jiu raised the corners of his lips and revealed a cold smile.

Lan Feng felt that the blood in his whole body was congealed in an instant, and only one sentence echoed in his mind - "It's over! After today, he will never be the head of the Lan family again!"

No matter how beautiful the Lan family is today, no matter how many god-level monks there are, the Lan family will never be able to surpass Jiu Ye.

Because, in the final analysis, the Lan family is just Jiu Ye's slaves.

No matter who it was from the Lan family, even if he was the head of the family, Master Jiu only needed a word or a look to put him in a state of irreversibility.

Master Jiu withdrew his gaze, and his eyes fell back on Huangfu Yi and his little disciple.

His slender fingers curled up slightly, rubbing lightly on the smooth edge of the teacup.

Seeing Master Jiu's little action, Yun Ying knew that he was in a bad mood, very bad!

Jiuye, the old man, managed to accept an apprentice. He was spoiled by thousands of pampers, and he was hated and dismissed as "old", so he couldn't bear to let her be wronged.

Huangfuyi actually wanted to brand the little junior sister a slave, hehe, isn't this courting death?

After the golden light that condensed the slave imprint was squeezed out, Huangfu Yi did not give up, but suddenly condensed more powerful spiritual consciousness and spiritual power on his fingertips, and sent it towards Xi Yue's sea of ​​consciousness again.

There was violence and madness in his eyes.

Huangfu Yi knew that Xi Yue was not a star slave, nor a holy maiden who sacrificed to the spirit, but a real god-level ascended monk.

It's certainly not easy to brand a god-level ascended cultivator as a slave, but it's just not easy, not impossible.

Even if Xi Yue's sea of ​​consciousness was to be damaged and she would become an idiot from now on, this person must be his own.

There was a ferocious smile on Huangfu Yi's face, but in the next moment, his face turned pale, and he suddenly let go of Xi Yue's hand, his body swayed and took a step back, and then suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Brother! What's wrong with you?!"

"God, are you alright?"

Huangfuling and Huangfuyi's subordinates were taken aback by this turn of events, and surrounded them nervously.

Huangfu Ling looked at Xi Yue with jealousy and fear.

Why can't my brother turn this woman into a lowly slave despite all his actions? !

How many evil sects exist in her body?

Huangfuyi wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked around with suspicious eyes, and then fell on Xi Yue, with a sullen and fearful expression, "Why do you have such a powerful soul imprint power on your body? Could it be Ji Mingyulin? The one left on you before you left? No, it’s impossible! The power of the soul imprint left in Miluo will be eroded when it enters the sea of ​​clouds? Who? Who left the power of the soul imprint on you?”