My Amazing WeChat is Connected to the Three Realms

Lin Hai shouldered his hands, smiled lightly, and said.

"Silver Cicada."

The undefeated East glanced at Lin Hai and wrote Lin Hai's name.

Afterwards, each of them sent a jade slip with the name written on it, and waved his hand.

"go in."

Lin Hai took the ancestor of the red robe and walked into the Black Demon Mountain.

Far away, I heard a fierce fighting sound in front, the light spread all over the sky.

As we approached, we found that we had already built two platforms.

Above the ring, fierce battles are taking place.

Lin Hai looked at it for a while, and suddenly frowned, shaking his head secretly.

The demon race is really cruel.

As for those who failed, almost no one could walk down the ring alive.

Not only the flesh was destroyed, but even the Yuanshen was crushed into pieces.

In such a blink of an eye, there are already a hundred people in the ring of death.

However, even so, it can't stop the fanaticism of these demons.

One by one went to the ring, or killed, or killed.

A little time passed, and finally the ring was quiet.

Lin Haining looked away, but saw a man standing on the ring at the moment.

The ring on the left is a man with a dead bone and a stiff face. From a distance, it gives a feeling of disappointment.

Behind the ring is a woman with a light veil and can't see her face clearly.

But in terms of figure, it should be a peerless beauty.

"Houqing and drought!"

Patriarch Hongpao whispered beside Lin Hai.

"The two of them are basically the strongest of the demons."

"No one should play again."

Sure enough, the ancestors of the red robe just finished, and the demons under the stage shook their heads and sighed.

"The gap is too big, just go to death."

"Forget it, I abstain."

"I also abstain."

After a short time, everyone who did not participate in the competition all abstained.

Seeing this, the Houqing couldn't help sneering, her stiff face, with strange eerie, asked everyone.

"Anyone else?"

"No one, even if we both won."

There was no sound in the ring. Obviously no one dared to take the stage again.

After seeing this, Hou Qing flashed a sneer in her eyes, and then looked at another drought in the ring.

"Earthquake, you and I have fought countless times, both of which are invincible."

"I think this time, there is no need to compare."

"It's better, you and I..." Hou Qing didn't finish his words, and suddenly a panic sound suddenly sounded.

"Wait a minute, there are people challenging!"

Uh! As soon as this word was spoken, it was like a thunder, and it exploded in everyone's ears.

Can't help, everyone's eyes, all looked towards the person who finished, his eyes were shocked and curious.

Everyone wanted to know who was eating the ambitious leopard.

Even dare to challenge Hou Qing and Han Du.

"Ok?"

"Red Patriarch?"

After seeing who the speaker was, all the people present showed expressions that were difficult to be confident.

"I depend, is the ancestor of the red robe crazy?"

"Does he want to die?"

"It seems that this old guy is inflated, and he doesn't know that the sky is thick."

Everyone suddenly ridiculed, looking at the ancestors of the red robe, revealing the meaning of gloating.

The ancestor of the red robe, among the demons, is also a well-known person.

Although the strength is not top, but there are few rivals.

Of course, he is best known for his spiritual practice, which makes people in the Devil cruel and cruel.

However, although the ancestors of Hongpao are strong, they are obviously not on the same level as Houqing and Hanyou.

Today, the ancestors of Hongpao dare to show their heads. That is pure suicide.

Hou Qing also froze, glanced at Patriarch Hongpao with a funny expression.

"What a cat and a dog, they dare to show up."

"If you want to die, I will fulfill you!"

"If you don't come up, you won't be able to do it in a single stroke.

Hou Qing looked arrogant, sneering at the red robe ancestor.

"No no no!"

The ancestor of the red robe was frightened and waved his hands again and again.

With his courage, he didn't dare to compete with the later Qing.

Hou Qing was stunned, then sullenly, with a murderous face.

"Then what do you mean!"

"It's my master who wants to compare, not me!"

Patriarch Hongpao hurriedly explained.

Just now, it was Lin Hai who ordered him to speak, but it was not his intention.

Now, seeing Hou Qing is angry, the ancestor of the red robe hastily moved Lin Hai out.

"Your master?"

The words of the ancestors of the red robe not only surprised many demons, but also the Houqing and the dry monks.

Ancestor of red robe, there is even a master?

Although the red robe ancestor is not a top expert, but in the Demon Race, it is also a figure that can be counted.

If the ancestors of Hongpao will be willing and condescended to be a servant, what kind of existence will the other party have?

Is there such a hermit power among the demons?

"Where is your master?"

Hou Qing couldn't help but look dignified, looking towards the red robe ancestor.

The ancestor of the red robe turned his head and looked innocently at Lin Hai.

Lin Hai put his hands on his back, with a deep smile on his face, and looked up at the queen of the ring, and said lightly.

"No talent, I am the master of the red ancestor."

"Tao number, silver cicada!"

Silver cicada?

Everyone is shocked, haven't heard of this number of characters?

Moreover, this product is a monk, how come to participate in the battle of the Demon Race?

Does this really make sense, is this a demon clan no one?

Hou Qing's eyes narrowed in an instant and looked at Lin Hai, disdainfully and indifferently.

"Silver Cicada?

Anonymous! "

"If that Lei Zhenzi Wei Hu came, the king could kill him himself."

"You are an unnamed rat generation, this king is killing you, they are afraid of dirty hands."

After talking, Hou Qing suddenly looked at the red robe ancestor and said coldly.

"Ancestor of the Red Robe, as a man in the Devil's Dao, you even recognized a person who cultivated the Dao as the master."

"It's really a shame and shame on my demon!"

"Now, I give you a chance, you killed him yourself!"

"This king can be the master and save you from death!"

"Otherwise, let you destroy everything!"

The ancestor of the red robe cried when he heard it.

Nima, I'm a soy sauce maker. What's the matter with me?

If I could kill him, would I still recognize him as the master?

Just when Hong Pao's ancestor looked embarrassed, he saw Lin Hai sighed and said lightly.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense."

"I dare time, you two are together!"

Lin Hai suddenly pointed towards Hou Qing and Han Pi, and said proudly.

puff! what?

Everyone heard, almost lying on the ground, watching Lin Hai's eyes straightened.

Nima, am I right?

This one, called Yin Chanzi, challenged both Hou Qing and Han Ruo the strongest at the same time?

Isn't this Nima doing this even if she died?

Sure enough, Lin Hai's words immediately angered Hou Qing.

Even the dry stalks were all frowned, Dai Lin looked at Lin Hai, his eyes were cold.

"Arrogance!"

Hou Qing shouted and pointed at Lin Haidao.

"Since you are looking for death, then roll up!"

"This king is broken, and your soul will be stripped by your own hands, so that you will suffer from the soul-finishing!"

Whoosh! Just after the speech of Hou Qing, Lin Hai has jumped onto the ring.

His eyes narrowed, and he gave Hou Qing a light glance, and said proudly with his hands behind his back.

"bring it on!"