In the main hall of the moon worship sect in zhongyangzhou, a stunning woman with a cold face sits in it. Exquisite moon murals are carved on the walls around her. The moon on the murals has different shapes and engraves every period of the moon, implying the way of monthly profit and loss!

The beautiful woman with cold face sat in it, quietly practicing and breathing. Her skin was as white as the moon, and her posture was graceful. She looked like a young girl in her early twenties.

But this gorgeous woman with a cold face is actually a half old Xu Niang, but she is the leader of the month worship sect!

At this time, she slowly woke up from her cultivation state. She opened her crystal clear eyes and looked directly at several figures in the hall who didn't know when to appear. Her voice was soft, but her tone was very cold and said:

"Didn't I tell you that it's no big deal and don't disturb my practice?"

As soon as she said this, the faces of those figures suddenly changed, and a cold sweat burst out on her forehead.

One of them hardened his head and opened his mouth to the Lord sacrificing the moon: "return to the Lord, if it's not a big deal, we naturally don't dare to disturb you."

"Oh, come on, what's it?" Hearing the speech, the patriarch of sacrificing the Moon said coldly, "before that, I want to remind you that if things are not big enough, you all have to die!"

"Yes!" Those figures quickly nodded when they heard the speech.

The man who spoke just now also had a trembling voice and said, "return to the patriarch, what we want to say is about the new king of the ten palaces of hell."

Although he knew that this matter was absolutely a major event for the patriarch, he couldn't help shivering when he spoke.

The patriarch's temper has always been moody, and it's hard for them to guess.

Sure enough, when the Lord of sacrificing the moon heard the six words "the new king of hell in the ten halls", her crystal clear eyes suddenly flashed cold. Her voice was very cold and said word by word:

"Be clear!"

After getting the permission of the month worship patriarch, the talent then said, "more than half a year ago, a young man who claimed to be the descendant of the king of Tibet appeared in the Huaxia forest city. In just a few months, he subdued all the ancient martial forces in the forest city and established the soul seduction hall and the soldier demon hall."

"After a few months of Kung Fu, he went to the south of the Yangtze River. He successively pocketed the Xicheng District in the south of the Yangtze River into the urban area and Nancheng District, and established the Ming Kai, Yan Luo and Fengmo hall. Since then, he claimed to be the Lord of the ten halls of Yan Luo, and the five halls in his hand were divided into the ten halls of Yan Luo."

"After that, he went to Jiangdong to meet the two closest King's guards around the Tibetan king, the Lord of the ten halls of hell, and the two king's guards seemed to have no doubt about his identity!"

Boom!

Hearing this, the body of the Lord sacrificing the moon suddenly burst out an amazing breath. A false shadow of the curved moon appeared behind her. The terrible momentum pressed the following people down, and even the earth and stone bricks under her feet suddenly cracked.

Her face was cold and she said in a cold voice, "the descendant of the Tibetan king recognized by moxibustion dance and fenglang, it seems that she is really Chen Chuyi's apprentice!"

"After twenty years, is that old guy finally going to show up?"

"The ten Temple Yama, which disappeared without saying a word and was still protected by the senior brother with his life, survived and died. Now, some disciples have sent to rebuild the ten Temple Yama. Chen Chuyi, what are you playing with!"

"No matter what your purpose, you scoff at the ten halls of hell that your senior brother protected with his life. Today, the new ten halls of hell, don't want to rebuild successfully!"

The face of the Lord of sacrificing the moon became a little ferocious, and the momentum erupted on his body was like a human curved moon, giving people a cold and piercing terrorist impact.

This is the power of the strong in the king's territory!

Although the strength of the strong men of jiyuezong is not weak, they can withstand the pressure of such a terrible momentum. They have long been pressed to kneel on the ground. The whole person seems to be crushed down by a thousand kilograms of boulders. They are about to be crushed into meat and mud by this terrible momentum.

"Lord, spare your life!" The first one to open his mouth to worship Yue Zongqiang spits blood and spits out such a sentence with difficulty.

After hearing the speech, the Lord of sacrificing the moon returned to God and took back his momentum.

The strong men of jiyuezong had just walked through the gate of hell. They were all paralyzed on the ground and had lingering palpitations. They were so close that they were about to fall.

They looked surprised and looked in awe at the eyes of the month sacrificing patriarch.

The cultivation of the patriarch is really unfathomable!

"Where is the new king of hell in the ten halls now?" At this time, the Lord of sacrificing the moon asked coldly.

Hearing the speech, the strong man of the month worship sect quickly got up from the ground and respectfully replied, "Lord Hui, now the new king of hell in the ten halls, with the strong men in the five halls, is fighting with the strong men in the Department of Juhe tolerance in Japan, and the two sides are in full swing."

Lord Jiyue was surprised when she heard the speech. Suddenly, she seemed to go back to the war of fame in which Yan Luo of the ten halls went to Japan to find trouble in the kingdom of heaven 20 years ago.

Her purplish red little mouth opened slightly: "this little guy has the same temperament as Chen Chu. It doesn't humiliate his master's reputation."

Seeing that the leader's face was getting better, the strong man of the month worship sect said: "however, the situation of the new king of hell in the ten halls is not very good. Although the five halls in his hands have the ability to resist the Department of Ju He Ren, they are only the power of the five halls after all. Now the kingdom of heaven must have noticed what he has done. In order to support the temperament of King sang, it must not let him leave Japan alive."

Hearing the speech, the Lord of sacrificing the moon suddenly stood up from the futon, his face was cold, and said in a cold voice, "pass on my command and summon the disciples of sacrificing the moon!"

"Sect leader, do you want to..." hearing this, the strong man was stunned. He was not low in the sect of sacrificing the moon. He knew that the sect leader seemed to be very disgusted with the hell of the ten halls. Why is the sect leader now

At the hearing of the speech, the Lord of sacrificing the moon raised a sneer at the corners of his mouth and said word by word: "although I hate the ten Temple Yama, it is my old boss after all. How can I tolerate the new king of the ten Temple Yama to die in the hands of others."

"Moreover, I have a death feud with the kingdom of heaven, and I can't sit back and watch the new king of hell in the ten halls die in their hands."

"Besides... I haven't settled the account with Chen Chuyi yet. Since the old guy is not here, I'll settle it with his apprentice!"

At last, the face of Lord Jiyue was full of gnashing teeth, which was very much like the lovely behavior of a young girl, but the strong men of Lord Jiyue knew that their Lord was already a beautiful woman of nearly 40 years old.

But it is this perfect combination of purity and charm that makes them stunned for a time.

After noticing the people's eyes, the face of Lord Jiyue sank, and a cold cold light burst out in his eyes. He said in a cold voice, "what are you looking at? Will you hurry to summon the disciples of Lord Jiyue?"

"Yes, yes, worship the Lord of the moon!" The strong men who sacrificed to the moon suddenly woke up and nodded in response.

With that, they turned and walked outside the hall, and soon disappeared into the darkness.

The Lord of the month worship sect slowly raised his head and looked at the pink sky above his head. Dai Mei couldn't help wrinkling

Third, it broke out.

Ask for a monthly ticket, guys.