Yang Ran finally raised his eyes to look at him and said lightly, "I heard it." After saying that, he turned sideways and walked away, with a faint look of disdain on his face.

Yang Ran's indifferent look made Zhou Ming even more frustrated. He gritted his teeth in anger. His expression flashed and he yelled angrily, "Little bastard, you are looking for death!" As he said that, he flashed his figure and punched Yang Ran.

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"boom!"

The fists collided, Yang then took four steps to the side, and Zhou Ming also took three steps back.

"You've broken through!" Zhou Ming's face became serious. He found that with his peak demon cultivation level, he didn't take much advantage from this blow. Could it be that this little bastard actually broke through to the demon level in three days?

Late human stage?

Yang Ran sneered slightly, with a killing intent flashing in his eyes, but it was quickly covered up by his indifferent expression. He ignored Zhou Ming and walked straight into his residence.

We will gather tomorrow, and we don't know how many unknown crises there will be. Yang Ran doesn't want to create any more complications. Even just now, he was deliberately showing weakness. Otherwise, with his far more pure demonic energy than the other party, there is absolutely no need to take those four steps back!

Looking at the retreating figure, Zhou Ming clenched his fists, but did not take action again. He just muttered to himself in a dark voice, "Tomorrow, I will definitely let you little bastard go to hell." As he said that, he seemed to think of something, and looked up.

Xiang Mohun Lin cursed, "Damn it, those two losers from the Zhao family haven't come back yet."

The next morning, when the sky was gray and dark, Yang Ran was woken up by a burst of noisy noises. He was wondering, the Eighteen Blood Demon Realm has always been lifeless, why did it become so noisy today?

This kind of noisy situation has never happened before. For some reason, Yang Ran felt uneasy in his heart, and he hurriedly got up and ran outside.

As soon as he went out, the corners of Yang Ran's eyes couldn't help but shrink.

At this moment, I saw a middle-aged man in Tsing Yi standing next to the blood pool. His face was pale and gloomy, and he had a bloodthirsty sword on his waist. He seemed to be looking at a group of captive pigs, looking down from a high position with a tinge on his face.

With deep contempt and indifference.

At the same time, Yang Ran vaguely heard someone discussing something in the noise. It seemed that someone entered the Demon Soul Forest to hunt monsters this morning, and accidentally found two corpses in the forest, as well as a huge spit.

The human-faced ghost scorpion who was frothing and had the poison elixir dug out.

Yang Ran's expression changed, he slowly lowered his head, and walked towards the crowd expressionlessly.

The ghost general stood there coldly watching the arrival of a person, his expression gradually becoming impatient.

Today he was here to deliver the instructions from the Demon King's Palace, but he didn't expect to hear the news. At this moment, his heart was filled with violent killing intent. Here, there are demons who dare to ignore the orders of his ghost generals. These damn demons

I am really tired of living.

Yang Ran had white hair and stood alone, ignoring everything around him. Whether it was unintentionally or intentionally, there was no other demon within a radius of two meters around him. He looked up and found that there was no one at this moment.

In the distance, Zhou Ming was looking at him gloomily, with a sinister and terrifying sneer on his face.

So what if you stare at me like this? Can you still stare me to death? Yang Ran sneered in his heart and slowly lowered his head.

Time was as slow as a tortoise, and after a while, more than forty demons arrived, and the ghost general's patience had reached its limit. The thumping sound of pacing was so shocking that everyone was afraid to say a word.

Finally, after a while, the last three people arrived, and as soon as they arrived, the three of them knelt down and kowtowed.

"Master Ghost General, the three of us went out to hunt this morning. I didn't know that you would call me at this time. Please forgive me!"

"Sir, we have wasted so long and deserve death!"

"I will never dare to do it next time, little one!"

The three of them fell to the ground, trembling all over, and kept kowtowing to apologize. The atmosphere was terrifyingly solemn.

The ghost general stared at the three people kneeling on the ground, but his gloomy face suddenly smiled, and he said gloomily, "Since you know that you deserve death, why don't you go and die? Do you still want me to do it myself?"

The bodies of the three people kneeling on the ground trembled violently, as if they had not heard these words. The scene was so silent for a moment that you could hear a needle drop.

Suddenly, a young man with his head buried in the dust jumped up and rushed towards the jungle.

"Haha," the ghost general laughed suddenly, whether it was a taunt or something. He clapped his hands, and a large flag several inches long appeared in his hands. The flag was silver-white, with traces of blood red on it. It was covered with black mist and folds.

There are some complicated runes painted on it, which look particularly weird and bloody.

"Magic weapon!" Yang Ran's pupils shrank and he lowered his head even further.

Magic weapons are different from ordinary weapons. They must be soaked in demonic energy and forged with various poisons from heaven and earth. This is just like the spiritual weapons in the world must be forged by spiritual energy. Magical weapons are divided into nine grades, from high to low.

The order is ninth grade, eighth grade, seventh grade, sixth grade, fifth grade, fourth grade, third grade, second grade and first grade.

Looking at the big flag in the hands of the ghost general, it is extremely evil and filled with yin energy. You can tell that it has swallowed countless living beings and fused with the demon hearts of many demons to make it. I am afraid that it is at least a third-grade magic weapon, and its power is bound to be

It's extremely frightening. The ghost will have this magical weapon, which is like adding wings to a tiger.

At this time, the ghost waved the flag and fired a magic spell. The flag was filled with black mist. As the evil spirit spread, a black two-headed evil ghost appeared. The huge evil ghost had a ferocious face.

The giant eyes were blood red, like ghosts rippling in pursuit of the fleeing young man.

In just a moment, the evil spirit pounced on the young man.

"No! I don't want to die, I don't want to..."

The shrill screams kept coming back and forth, and then gradually faded away. Soon, the young man's body was completely covered by the ferocious evil spirit. He couldn't even see his hands and feet. He could only hear the hoarse chewing sounds of flesh and bones and the faint sound of chewing bones and flesh.

Yue's screams horrified those who heard them.

The ghost general looked cruel, and waved the flag again. Two more evil ghosts pounced on the two teenagers who were still kneeling on the ground. They didn't even have a chance to escape. After several desperate screams, only silver was left on the ground.

White blood, no bones left.

Seeing such a gruesome and bloody scene, all the boys and girls present lowered their eyebrows and lowered their heads, holding their breath and not daring to say a word. Only the sound of the evil ghost chewing corpses was particularly harsh.

Putting away the three demon hearts, the ghost general turned around and said with a gloomy face, "I said three days ago that you are not allowed to kill people, but now someone is dead."

The scene was completely silent, Yang Ran lowered his head, the cold wind was blowing slightly, and his white hair was disheveled, making him look a little more desolate.

"No one admits it, right?" The ghost general laughed suddenly, glanced around with his narrow eyes, and shouted sharply, with murderous intent clearly visible on his body, "Then, you stupid pigs, just go to hell!"

Snapped!

At this time, there was a sudden sound of kneeling down, which made everyone's hearts tremble, and they all looked over.

Yang Ran was also anxious and looked quickly at the boy who was kneeling on the ground. In just a moment, his face turned extremely cold, and he couldn't help but slowly raise his right hand and put it on his waist - that person was none other than Zhou Ming!

"Master Ghost General, I saw Yang Ran walking out of the Demon Soul Forest yesterday evening. His clothes were messy and stained with blood. He must have killed the two Zhao brothers!" Zhou Ming kowtowed on the ground and pointed at Yang Ran.
Chapter completed!