Huang Xuandao's death in one move didn't affect Jian Wuchen at all. In front of such an expert, no matter how you run, it's futile. This is the Thousand Deep Cave. Where can you run?
The grey-robed man was completely shocked by Lord Ming's strength. In his opinion, the guy who ran away was an expert, but in front of Lord Ming, he was like an ant. He didn't even have the slightest chance to resist.
Powerful, he's really too powerful. When can I become as strong as Lord Ming? When that time comes, is there anywhere in the world that I can't go?
"Lord Ming, are you letting that kid run away?" The grey-robed man asked cautiously, not daring to act rashly. If Lord Ming were to act like before, he would most likely be suppressed by Lord Ming.
"Hmph, do you think he can run away? With my Black Netherworld Smoke following him, he can't run anywhere. " Ming You's voice was gloomy. He didn't care that Lin Fan was running away. In his opinion, all this was just a futile resistance. He then descended from the black cloud, dragging his long black robe behind him as he arrived in front of Jian Wuchen.
Jian Wuchen stood there, his body trembling. As a cultivator of the Sword Dao, he would naturally cut down any obstacle with his sword. But in the face of the person in front of him, he no longer had the heart to resist.
With a plop, he knelt on the ground with a pleading look, as if he was seeking the other party's forgiveness to save his life.
"Speak, who is he?" Ming You stood in front of Jian Wuchen, his voice cold and emotionless.
"He is a third-class inner disciple of the sect, and a true disciple of Elder Tian Xu." Jian Wuchen trembled as he blurted out everything he knew without hiding anything.
"Tian Xu?" Ming You thought of a scene from a long time ago. His face hidden under the skull mask gradually turned ferocious.
Decades ago, in the Divine Religion's branch, an elder of the Magnificent Flame Sect grabbed the Divine Religion's branch from the mountains and threw it into the Endless Abyss. This scene was forever engraved in his heart, and he couldn't forget it. At the same time, he was in awe of the elder's strength. In his opinion, the elder of the Magnificent Flame Sect was like a ghost, extremely terrifying.
But if I capture his true disciple and bring him back to the headquarters, it might have a different effect.
In that instant, he had already made up his mind. He would keep that fellow alive and bring him back to the sect for greater benefits.
"Lord, please spare my life. I know about the Divine Religion, but I've never killed any of them." Jian Wuchen begged. The domineering aura he had when facing Lin Fan was nowhere to be seen.
In front of Ming You, he was like a dog wagging his tail and begging for mercy.
"Do you think the Divine religion is good?"
"Great, great. Great Divine Religion." Jian Wuchen nodded immediately without hesitation. When Ming You appeared, he knew that it was impossible to escape. No matter where he ran to, it would be useless. He then gave up on everything. "I'm willing to abandon my sect and join the Divine Religion. I'll dedicate my everything to the Divine Religion."
"Oh, are you really willing to betray your sect and join the sacred and great Divine Religion?" Ming You asked playfully.
"Yes, I am willing to offer my everything." Jian Wuchen roared. He was willing to give up everything in order to survive. His eyes flickered with anticipation.
But all of a sudden, Jian Wuchen's eyes widened in fear. A suction force wrapped around his body. His earth energy, flesh, blood, essence, energy, and spirit were all being sucked out of his body. They turned into threads and entered the mouth of the man in front of him.
"No..."
In an instant, there was no trace of flesh or blood left on Jian Wuchen's body. He had completely turned into a withered corpse.
When the grey-robed man at the side saw this scene, his heart trembled, and he was filled with reverence. This method was truly too overbearing. If Lord Ming were to make a move against him, then perhaps he would become a withered corpse just like this fellow.
In the Thousand Deep Cave, two figures were running wildly.
Mo Jingzhe turned his head and found that the huge black cloud head had been following them. "That thing has been following us."
"I know, I don't need you to tell me." Lin Fan thought for a while, then looked at Mo Jingzhe. "Let's split up and run."
Mo Jingzhe shook his head. "No, this opponent is too strong. We have to stay together to have any hope of defeating him."
"Fight my ass! Are you a fool? Don't you know how strong that guy is?" Lin Fan didn't know what to say. This guy doesn't know anything at all. But, I haven't detonated the bomb yet. I have to detonate it. Lin Fan took out the remote control and pressed it.
Not long after, a loud noise could be heard.
Lin Fan was a little disappointed that he didn't get any points. He didn't expect that he wouldn't die.
"Stop talking. Let's split up here." Lin Fan did not hesitate too much. This matter could not wait any longer. Who knew when that guy would catch up to them? Furthermore, this black cloud head was probably following them.
I have an immortal body and countless ways to escape, but if Mo Jingzhe is with me, there's no way we can survive.
Mo Jingzhe sighed. "I, Mo Jingzhe, am talented and have encountered many dangerous situations. I wanted to compete with you, but it seems like you're much stronger than me. If we survive, I'll definitely go to the Magnificent Flame Sect to look for you and call you a friend."
Lin Fan glanced at Mo Jingzhe. If I have such a retarded friend, I'm afraid I won't have a good life in the future. But now, I don't want to talk nonsense with this guy. It's just a waste of time.
"This is for you." Just then, Mo Jingzhe took out a skill book and passed it to Lin Fan. "This is the Divine Art of Startling Dragons that I've cultivated. It has unfathomable abilities."
Lin Fan was stunned. Obviously, he didn't know how to react. He then looked at Mo Jingzhe. "You're giving me your treasure just like that? How many people have you given it to? "
Everyone would view a skillset as extremely important, and they wouldn't give it to someone for no reason. Mo Jingzhe gave it to Lin Fan so generously. God knows how many people he has given it to.
Mo Jingzhe smiled faintly. "Do you think I, Mo Jingzhe, am a fool? Even though many people wanted to watch the Divine Art of Startling Dragons, I rejected them all. Since you've already gained my friendship, it's only natural for me to share good stuff with my friends. "
"Alright, let's not talk anymore. Let's split up here. I'll help you lure the black cloud head away." Mo Jingzhe stopped and punched out. A strong earth energy collided with the black cloud head, and without hesitation, he headed in another direction.
Lin Fan was stunned. He didn't expect there to be such a person in the world. But seeing the black cloud head still chasing after him, he roared.
"Why don't you hit it a few more times? What's up with this black cloud? Why is it only chasing after me?"
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