Mortal: Fight monsters and upgrade, I will enjoy immortality!

Through just two sentences and careful observation, Ye Ming was basically sure that this red-faced old man was most likely the person he was looking for.

However, there were a lot of people present and it was inconvenient to talk about some things, so he just casually talked about other topics.

Not long after, the light at the door of the stone house dimmed, and two figures, a man and a woman, walked in.

The man is dressed in coarse linen clothes, looks handsome, has sharp and majestic eyes, and looks to be about 27 or 28 years old;

The woman is wearing a purple dress, her face is covered with purple gauze, she has a graceful figure and a pair of charming almond eyes.

As soon as the two of them came in, the old man named Feng greeted them warmly.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Wen and Fellow Daoist Wang, you are here at the right time, please sit over here!"

The purple-gauze-masked woman glanced at the crowd with full eyes. When she saw Ye Ming sitting in the host and guest seats, her body trembled slightly, and a look of disbelief flashed in her eyes.

After the young man came in, he glanced lazily at the people in the room. He didn't pay much attention at first, but he keenly noticed the strangeness of the woman next to him. So he couldn't help but turn his eyes back to Ye Ming and looked up and down several times.

He first shrank his pupils, showing a look of shock, and then smiled strangely. Then he walked towards an empty wooden chair and leaned back casually. When he looked at Ye Ming again, there was an inexplicable smile in his eyes.

"Why is she here?" Ye Ming recognized the woman in purple as Wang Ning as soon as the two people came in. As for the young man in sackcloth, I don’t know who he is, but judging from the other party’s reaction, he must have recognized him.

However, he still sat upright and didn't care about the strangeness between the two people.

The old man surnamed Feng immediately noticed the subtle atmosphere in the scene, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and then he laughed.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, I would like to introduce it to you."

He pointed at the young man in linen clothes and said, "These two fellow Taoists are both from Chaos Xinghai. This is Fellow Daoist Wen Tianren and this is Fellow Daoist Wang Ningwang. Fellow Daoist Wen is just like you. He is very skilled. When he first came to this village two months ago, he defeated The number one master at that time, Elder Zhao!”

When he said this, he paid careful attention to Ye Ming's expression to see something. But he was still disappointed. Ye Ming just looked at the two people opposite him with a smile, and there was nothing unusual.

Then he turned to the young man in sackcloth and said, "Fellow Daoist Wen, Fellow Daoist Wang, this is..."

"No introduction is needed, I know this person!" The young man in Mai waved his hand and stood up.

Then he walked slowly to the center of the hall, looking at Ye Ming up and down, his eyes full of ridicule, and his mouth even tutted.

As he watched, the young man laughed, and his voice became louder and louder.

"Ha, ha ha... I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it! Ye Ming, Ye Demon, who was so powerful in the entire Chaotic Star Sea and talked about by countless Nascent Soul cultivators, actually ended up living in the Land of Netherworld. No wonder you disappeared without a trace. For several years, no information about you has been released. It turns out that you were sucked here by the ghost mist. Are you surprised or surprised? Hahaha..."

As soon as the young man in sackcloth finished speaking, the old man surnamed Feng and several others were immediately shocked and stood up in disbelief.

"what!"

"So, you are the Yuanying old monster?"

"Are you a great monk in the late Nascent Soul stage?"

There are some Nascent Soul monks who are swallowed up by ghost mist and end up in the Land of Netherworld, but it is relatively rare. Since the Land of Netherworld has been recorded, there are only a few. I didn’t expect that there was such a person sitting in front of me! And according to what Wen Tianren said, this person is most likely a late-stage Nascent Soul monk who possesses great supernatural powers. Such people are being swallowed up, how can we not shock them!

Ye Ming said nothing about Wen Tianren's ridicule and the horror of the old man named Feng and others. He just drank the coarse tea on the table leisurely, and glanced at Wang Ning sitting beside him out of the corner of his eye.

The woman sat calmly on the chair, with a look of concern in her eyes.

Wen Tianren felt unhappy when he saw Ye Ming pretending to be calm, and then answered everyone's questions: "Hey, you are really right, this person is an old monster in the Nascent Soul stage, and his magical power is almost as good as that of a great monk. There are dozens of Yuanying monks who died in his hands, so how about it, what are the benefits?"

Several old guys looked at each other and looked at Ye Ming in shock. "However, no matter how powerful he is outside, it's useless. When he comes here, he can't use magic power either. He is just like a mortal now. There is no need for everyone to think highly of him."

Wen Tianren looked at Ye Ming with disdain. The louder his reputation, the higher his cultivation level and the stronger his strength, the more powerful he would be to ridicule. Not to mention how good it felt. He was confident that in this dark place, the other party was vulnerable to him.

However, Ye Ming's ridicule towards Wen Tianren was always calm and gentle. He leaned back gently on the chair and looked at Wang Ning.

"Miss Wang, do you have anything to say?"

"How presumptuous! Ye, if you look at Wang Ning one more time, believe it or not, I will kill you?" Wen Tianren immediately became furious before Wang Ning could reply.

When Ye Ming heard this, he turned his head suddenly and glared at this person with a cold look, his eyes filled with endless ferocious light.

Wen Tianren was stared at so much that his sacrococcyx went cold, and a feeling of death suddenly came over his heart. He couldn't help but take a step back and looked at Ye Ming in horror.

At this time, Wang Ning finally spoke, "Elder Ye is very kind to the little girl. No matter what the elder needs, the little girl will never refuse and go all out to fulfill the elder's request!"

The sound is extremely crisp and pleasant!

Wen Tianren suddenly realized that this was the land of darkness. Ye Ming was not the strong man outside who killed Nascent Soul monks like he was chopping up melons and vegetables. The power of vision was not considered here, only physical fitness and fighting skills were considered. And he had just practiced these, and after cursing himself secretly, he quickly adjusted his state of mind.

At this time, after hearing what Wang Ning said, Wen Tianren's face immediately sank, and he said with a stern look on his face:

"Since you don't know what is good or bad, just stay here today, just in time to let me taste what it feels like to kill a Nascent Soul cultivator!"

After finishing speaking, he bowed his body, bent his legs, and as soon as he stepped on the ground, he sprinted towards Ye Ming.

"Fellow Daoist Wen, please don't..." The old man surnamed Feng immediately began to persuade.

"Sigh... People are afraid that they cannot see the strength of others. They always think that they are the best in the world, and they will suffer a loss!" Ye Ming sighed and stretched out his hand to explore.

He grabbed the oncoming Wen Tianren like lightning.

"What!" Wen Tianren's pupils shrank. He never expected that Ye Ming could have such great speed. By the time he tried to dodge, it was already too late!

Before anyone could see what was going on, Ye Ming grabbed Wen Tianren's shoulders, then pulled him forward, then lifted him up and slammed him to the ground.

With a "pop" sound, Wen Tianren was thrown heavily to the hard ground, his internal organs were shaken out of place, and with a "pop", a large mouthful of blood spurted out.

Ye Ming didn't show mercy to him and stepped on his chest.

"Crack..." There was a sound of bones breaking, and Wen Tianren's ribs were crushed.

"Ah, cough...cough..." Wen Tianren screamed, and then coughed up blood in large mouthfuls.

"Hiss!" Everyone in the hall took a breath. They knew Wen Tianren's strength. Even Elder Zhao, who had studied martial arts, was no match for him. But such a "strong man" was subdued by one move. Is it possible that the Yuanying monk is still so powerful after entering this place?

Ye Ming raised his feet, looked at Wen Tianren who was wailing in pain, and asked slowly: "Didn't the Six Paths Supreme Saint teach you not to be arrogant before beating someone down?"

Wen Tianren was stepped on by Ye Ming and lost half his life, but even so, he had no intention of giving in. His eyes were staring at Ye Ming, filled with hatred.

"Oh, I forgot. A top second-generation demon like you must not know what it means to be low-key." Ye Ming reflected sheepishly, then quickly raised his right foot and stepped hard on Wen Tianren's neck.

A "click" sound was heard as the cervical vertebrae were broken. Wen Tianren's head tilted to an incredible angle, and he died without even a groan.

"Haha, be a good person in the next life and stop being so arrogant!"

Ye Ming wiped the blood on Wen Tianren's feet, spoke slowly, and then looked up at the others.

(End of this chapter)