Hearing the shrill scream of the Thirteen Tower Lord, Yang Ran was stunned at first, and then his heart suddenly became shaking. Is there a strong man hidden here in this evil tower?

Moreover, this person's identity is actually even the Thirteen Tower Masters who are the Sin Tower must call him Demon Lord. Could it be that this is the Tower Master of the Ninth Division Tower?

"It seems that the Tower of Sin is indeed prepared!"

This thought flashed through his mind, Yang Ran's eyes flashed and fierce light flew. No matter what, let's kill the Thirteen Tower Master who was enemies with him three times and four times!

"laugh!"

The murderous intent surged in my heart, and the diffusion speed of the black aperture suddenly accelerated. The terrifying suction force that was so close that the Thirteen Towers master was so scared that the soul of the Thirteen Towers was scattered, and the screams of fear became even more and more shrill.

"Baby, being forced into this virtue by a junior, how can you still be the master of the Tower of Sin?"

However, just as the aperture was about to affect the body of the Thirteen Tower Master, a sound that was so indifferent that there was no emotion suddenly rang out in the sky.

As soon as the sound fell, a crack was quickly cracked behind the Thirteenth Tower Master, and a black figure slowly stepped out.

As the figure appeared, the air between the world immediately became wet, and faintly there were tiny raindrops in the sky scattering down.

Such a strange change naturally attracted Yang Ran's attention. His heart sank immediately. This person was able to use the vast real energy in his body to trigger the changes of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Such strength is really terrifying. According to his guess, the so-called Nine Demon Lord probably reached at least the seventh or even eighth turning level!

Although the indifferent voice made the Thirteen Tower Master look ashamed, compared to face, this life is obviously more important. He hurriedly shouted: "Master Nine Towers, save me!"

The black figure glanced at Yang Ran lightly, then frowned slightly with his light black eyebrows, looked at the black aperture that spread rapidly, and murmured: "It turned out to be a heavenly martial arts skill, it's really an enviable boy..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the black figure waved his sleeves, and the raindrops floating between heaven and earth gathered at an astonishing speed. In an instant, it condensed into a high-speed rotational rain screen in front of the Thirteen Tower Master. At the same time, he grabbed the Thirteen Tower Master with his palm and retreated like lightning.

Seeing that this person was about to rescue the Thirteen Tower Master, Yang Ran's eyes were also filled with coldness, and the true energy in his body was instilled out wildly, and the speed of the black aperture spreading increased instantly, and it collided with the rain curtain in the blink of an eye.

"Crash!"

When the two collided, the rain curtain immediately cracked and opened, and all the raindrops that were covered in the sky were swallowed into the aperture.

The black aperture broke through the rain curtain, and its speed increased instead of decreasing. Then, under the terrified gaze of the Thirteen Tower Master, he quickly caught up. The black aperture directly affected the feet of the Thirteen Tower Master.

"ah!"

As the black aperture reached up, an extremely shrill scream suddenly burst out from the mouth of the Thirteen Tower Master.

"snort!"

The black figure also snorted coldly at this moment, ignoring the screams of the Thirteen Tower Master, grabbed his shoulder, and quickly accelerated the speed of the flashback...

The black figure accelerated, and then he led the Thirteenth Tower Master to run forward for a distance. He glanced back at the Thirteenth Tower Master’s feet and frowned. At this moment, the Thirteenth Tower Master’s feet had been completely cut off. The break was as smooth as a mirror, and even the blood had not even appeared.

That look was as if the blood on his feet was swallowed by the black aperture at the moment of contact before. His eyes turned to the face of the Thirteen Tower Master, which was as pale as snow, and even his breathing became a little sluggish.

Losing both legs and arms, these thirteen tower masters can almost be considered half a useless person!

"What a domineering Heavenly Martial Arts!"

A subtle solemn look flashed across the black figure's face, then shook his head, a little void on his toes, and his body retreated quickly. Even with his strength, he did not want to take over the Holy Palm of Reincarnation. Even if he could go on, it would cause some damage to him. This was not something he was happy to see.

"If you want to leave, you have to keep the old ghost!"

Seeing the black figure speeding up, Yang Ran also sneered, and his palm suddenly grabbed, and the vast real energy spread out. The speed of the black aperture instantly increased to the extreme. With a swish, it spread like lightning, and then caught up with the Thirteen Tower Master who was grabbed by the black figure with lightning speed. Finally, the aperture in the latter's extremely fearful gaze directly affected his chest.

"laugh!"

A slight sound came out, and the wide-open eyes of the Thirteen Tower Master instantly solidified, blood slowly overflowed from the corners of his mouth, his face drying like a dead tree, and his anger disappeared in the blink of anger.

The aperture swallowed the part of the Thirteen Tower Master's chest, and finally stopped extending because the range spread to the end. In the last tremor, it slowly disappeared under the gaze of countless terrifying eyes...

The black figure stopped at the moment when the Thirteenth Tower Master lost his vitality, and then looked indifferently at the rapidly retracting black aperture, and finally stopped on Yang Ran in the center of the aperture.

"I am worthy of the championship of the conference... I am a little curious. Why can you reach the supreme level at such an age? Are there other forces behind you?" The black figure looked at Yang Ran and said lightly.

Yang Ran did not answer, but looked alertly at the old man in front of him. The old man was wearing a blue robe, and even his hair and eyebrows were light blue. In his eyes, it seemed as if he was shaking the endless vast water-based spiritual energy, which made people feel lost.

Although the old man in blue robe looked ordinary, Yang Ran understood that the strength of this old guy was no weaker than the black tower of the ancient Dragon Bear clan she saw that day.

"It shouldn't be..." In response to Yang Ran's silence, the old man in blue who was called the Nine Demon Lord by the Thirteen Tower Master shook his head and said to himself, then smiled faintly, glanced at the Thirteen Tower Master who was only above the chest in his hand, and slowly shook his head.

The rich black spiritual energy spread out from his palm, and then wrapped the remaining body of the Thirteen Tower Master, and finally turned into black ice crystals. With a pop, the ice crystals slowly cracked open. Finally, with a bang, they burst into countless pieces, and the Thirteen Tower Master's body also turned into powder...
Chapter completed!