An Shiyi raised his eyes and looked at the huge sect in front of him and the majestic hall inside. He felt very uncomfortable because he discovered that the so-called small sect in his eyes was actually so majestic.

, I don’t know how much stronger it is than the station of Dark Nether Sect.

If this is a palace, then Anyou Palace is a small courtyard.

With a strong sour smell, An Eleven walked forward with three disciples of the Dark Nether Sect, and walked directly to the sect of the Netherworld Palace. Without stopping, he walked directly over.

But at this moment, when An Eleven had just entered the sect, he suddenly felt that there was an invisible barrier in front of him blocking him. Feeling this barrier, An Eleven was furious in his heart.

Dare to stop yourself?

At that moment, Dark Eleven exerted all his strength, and his physical strength during the consecration period should not be underestimated. After hearing a sound of breaking through the air, Dark Eleven's fist hit the barrier that was blocking him.

"Boom!" was the sound of Dark Eleven's fist colliding with the membrane.

"Plop!" was the sound of Dark Eleven falling to the ground.

Dark Eleven climbed up from the ground in a state of embarrassment, looking straight at the sect of Netherworld Palace with a gloomy expression and a faint look of fear in his eyes. What the hell is this? Why is it so powerful?

It turned out that just when Dark Eleven's fist hit the diaphragm, he suddenly felt a powerful force rebound directly from the diaphragm, directly rebounding him out and falling directly to the ground.

At this time, Dark Eleven was very gloomy, and his eyes seemed to be bursting with fire. He swore in his heart that he would look good to the people of Netherworld Palace in order to avenge his humiliation.

Thinking of this, An Eleven looked up at the three disciples who were accompanying him. Seeing how they wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, the anger in his heart became even greater. He glared at them fiercely and said: "Hurry up.

Go call the door."

The disciple of the Dark Nether Sect who was called had no choice but to follow Dark Eleven's instructions and walked directly to the sect of the Netherworld Palace. Because of Dark Eleven's lesson, he did not dare to touch the sect of the Netherworld Palace.

He moved and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Hey, is there anyone there? We are from the Anyou Sect, please open the door quickly."

Not long after the disciple finished shouting, a white light flashed in the sect of Netherworld Hall, and a young demon in black walked out directly. The demon in black looked in front of him with an expressionless face.

Each of these four people said in a calm tone: "Are you from the Anyou Sect?"

An Shiyi looked at the plain-faced black-clothed demon and listened to his plain tone. He suddenly felt unhappy and said directly to the black-clothed demon: "Humph, you guys have such a big score, a small Netherworld Palace."

Do you dare to despise my Anyou Palace like this?"

When An Eleven said this, he looked straight at the black-clothed demon, waiting for him to surrender and beg for mercy, but in fact he was obviously disappointed. The black-clothed demon still said with a calm expression:

"Our palace master knows that you are coming, so come with me."

"You... hum!" An Eleven listened to the calm words of this black-clothed devil, as if he really regarded him as a minion, and was very angry at the moment. After all, An Eleven had such high self-esteem.

For a demon, the most intolerable thing is the disregard of others.

He pointed at the black-clothed demon with trembling fingers, but the black-clothed demon ignored him and turned around and walked towards the sect. An Eleven had no choice but to snort coldly.

Dark Eleven glared at the black-clothed demon fiercely, then gritted his teeth and said to the three disciples on the side: "Let's go!"

He followed the black-clothed demon into the sect. Maybe what happened just now shocked An Eleven so much that he still feels a little sad. When he first walked into the sect, his

The body is tense.

As he walked through the sect of Netherworld Hall, An Eleven's expression relaxed. But just after he relaxed, An Eleven was shocked by the various buildings and facilities in Netherworld Hall. If you don't talk about the disciples and disciples,

In terms of quantity, just looking at the size of the station and various building facilities, this Nether Palace is far superior to those of the big sects.

Seeing this, An Eleven's heart was filled with greed and joy. If he reported the detailed information about the Nether Palace to the sect, he would definitely have done a great job, and he might even get some unexpected benefits.

Just when An Eleven was thinking about the harvest of this trip, the black-clothed demon in front of him suddenly stopped. He turned around and glanced at An Eleven slightly, and said to An Eleven:

"We're here. The main hall is in front of us. The palace master is inside. I'll go in and report. You just stay outside and wait for the palace master's summons."

After saying that, the black-clothed demon ignored An Eleven's ugly face and walked towards the main hall. An Eleven stared at the black-clothed demon who walked into the main hall with a gloomy face, feeling in his heart

He said harshly, there will be times when you cry.

Netherworld Hall, central main hall.

Tu Tian and all the senior officials in the sect were already sitting on their seats. At this moment, a black-clothed demon walked in quickly, bowed respectfully to Tu Tian, ​​and said to Tu Tian: "The Hall of Enlightenment"

Lord, the four disciples of the Dark Nether Sect are already waiting outside the hall."

Tu Tian smiled slightly at the black-clothed demon, waved his hand and said, "Bring them in."

The demon in black nodded when he heard this, then turned around and walked outside.

Arriving outside the palace, the black-clothed demon glanced at Dark Eleven and others, and said to them: "The palace master has summoned you, come with me." After saying that, he took the lead and walked inside.

An Eleven suppressed the anger in his heart, raised his head as high as a proud duck, and followed behind the black-clothed demon with his head held high, and the three disciples behind him also followed the same example.

There is a model.

Tu Tian sat on the top seat and looked at the four disciples of the Dark Nether Sect who came in from outside the hall with an expressionless face. He curled his lips in disdain. They were only in one consecration period and three foundation building periods.

Just people.

As soon as An Eleven entered the main hall, he saw the handsome young man sitting on the most important seat. He was their palace master. However, what puzzled An Eleven was that he could not feel that person at all.

With the cultivation of a handsome young man, perhaps this young man is just a straw bag inheriting the legacy of his elders.

Thinking of this, An Eleven didn't take Tu Tian seriously at all.

Dark Eleven stood upright in the main hall, without saluting Tu Tian, ​​but kept looking around with his eyes, and finally fixed his gaze on a middle-aged demon dressed in black with a gloomy face.

On his body, this devil is exactly the person An Eleven is looking for, his old boss, stumbling block, and the original intelligence elder of Anyou Palace, "An".

Although he was stared at by An Eleven, his expression did not change at all, it was still as gloomy as before, as if the whole world had nothing to do with him.

An Eleven obviously knew that An was like this, and was no longer surprised. An Eleven smiled at An and said, "An, I didn't expect that you would fall into such a small sect."

Listening to An Eleven's words, An was still so gloomy, without any extra expression, as if An Eleven's words were not addressed to him.

An Eleven seemed to have expected An's lack of response, and smiled to himself: "Haha, that's right, given your current situation, it's good to have a sect willing to take you in, but there are still so many choices to choose from.

Yes, haha!”

Seeing An Eleven being so presumptuous, An still didn't react, but the other people in the Nether Palace couldn't sit still. The rest of the people were waiting for the arrogant An Eleven with their eyes fiercely, and they all shouted loudly.

:"presumptuous."

Tu Tian squinted at An Eleven and waved to the rest of the people, asking them to return to their seats. An Eleven looked at Tu Tian's movements and thought that Tu Tian was scared, so he laughed even more unscrupulously.

stand up.

An Eleven, who was laughing, suddenly stopped, and his eyes fell on Sun Caishan. Looking at Sun Caishan's beautiful face, An Eleven's eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of lust, and he looked at Sun Caishan.

stand up.

Feeling Dark Eleven's gaze, Sun Caishan secretly frowned, and a cold light suddenly flashed in her beautiful eyes. If Tu Tian had not ordered him first, Sun Caishan would have taken action to completely eliminate Dark Eleven.

Already.

After a while, An Eleven took his eyes away from Sun Caishan, glanced contemptuously at Tu Tian who was sitting on the main seat, and said to Tu Tian: "Our sect master said that only you will

An is handed over to us and merged into our An You Palace. Our An You Sect can forget about your taking in An, otherwise..."

Tu Tian looked at An Eleven coldly and said coldly: "What else?"

An Eleven still showed a contemptuous smile and said to Tu Tian: "Otherwise, I will destroy your whole family."

As soon as An Eleven finished speaking, it was like poking a hornet's nest. All the Nether Palace disciples who were sitting there stood up and glared at An Eleven fiercely, as if they wanted to eat him.

Looking at the messy main hall, Tu Tian frowned slightly and shouted coldly to everyone: "Quiet, everyone, sit down."

Although everyone was angry, they did not dare to disobey Tu Tian at all. They all sat angrily on their seats, but their eyes were like knives, constantly cutting An Eleven's body. If eyes could kill, An Eleven

It had already been cut into pieces.

Order was restored in the main hall, and Tu Tian's eyes were very calm. Tu Tian glanced at An Eleven and said, "Is it that simple?"

Listening to Tu Tian's words, An Shiyi thought that Tu Tian was about to give in. A thick smile appeared on his lips and he said to Tu Tian, ​​"It's that simple!"

"Oh, what if I don't agree?" Tu Tian's eyes suddenly straightened, and he said to An Eleven with dignity.

"Ah? What? Don't agree?" An Eleven didn't expect Tu Tian to answer like this. He originally thought that Tu Tian had surrendered, but in fact it was obviously not the case. The smile on his face froze at that moment.
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