A hundred times the return of empowerment: you call this a beast master

"This person is not someone you can provoke!"

Facing the existence of the half-step seventh realm like Baishen.

Not to mention a mere Great Elder of the Black Demon Holy Land.

Even if the Holy Master of the Black Demon Holy Land is here, I am afraid that he needs to be courteous.

After all, even the Holy Lord of the Black Demon Holy Land is only half a step to the seventh level.

As long as you don't take the last step, you won't have the confidence to fight against the strong in the same situation after all!

"What did you say?"

The Holy Son of the Black Demon Holy Land looked at the elder of the Perishing God Pavilion who spoke.

There was infinite killing intent in his eyes in an instant.

In his opinion.

The Black Demon Holy Land doesn't need to be afraid of anyone at all.

Even if it is the Perishing God Pavilion, as long as you offend yourself, you still have to pay the price!
At this time, he said that this mere Promise Immortal Gate in front of him was an existence that he could not afford to provoke.

Just a joke!
Could it be that this Immortal Gate of Promise can be compared to the Perishing God Pavilion? !
"Holy Son of the Black Demon Holy Land, I'll hold them back, let's go!"

The elders of the Perishing God Pavilion are naturally aware of the importance of the Holy Son of the Black Demon Holy Land.

There must be no way for the Son of the Black Demon Holy Land to have an accident on their site of the Perishing God Pavilion!
"?????"

At this time, the Holy Son of the Black Demon Holy Land had question marks all over his face.

What the hell, why do you need to run away by yourself?
Pole reversal?

Before the Holy Son of the Black Demon Holy Land could speak.

Then he saw the elder of the Perishing God Pavilion appear in front of Baishen in a flash.

Respectfully said: "Senior, please let us live."

"If senior likes that giant sword, I, the Perishing God Pavilion, would like to give it to your Excellency."

"Your Excellency, please let the past go."

As he spoke, he saw the elder of the Perishing God Pavilion wave his hand.

The huge sword on the auction stage soared into the air.

fell into his hands.

Baishen didn't speak, but set his eyes on Jiang Chen.

At this moment, Jiang Chen had his hands behind his back, and his face was full of indifference.

For him, this huge sword is actually dispensable.

He just couldn't understand the bullying posture of the Shenshen Pavilion.

If Baishen didn't show such domineering today.

Maybe the Perishing God Pavilion will kick their noses in the face for the Holy Son of the Black Demon Holy Land.

As such.

Could it be that the Wuji Immortal Sect suffered disaster?
"Your Mightiness."

The elders of the Perishing God Pavilion noticed Baishen's gaze.

Immediately, he looked at Jiang Chen.

Respectfully said: "If you need anything, just ask, I will give it to you."

The reason why they came to the Southern Continent this time was for one thing.

This matter is that they want to integrate many sects in the Southern Continent.

Unite all sects together.

Form an alliance with the Perishing God Pavilion.

In this way, the Perishing God Pavilion will be able to enter the Southern Continent grandly.

Become the top power in the Southern Continent.

It's just that now there is a half-step seventh-level existence in the Southern Continent for no reason.

And this existence also belongs to the Immortal Gate of Promise.

In this way, the status of Wuji Xianmen is bound to rise.

At that time, if the half-step seventh-level powerhouse of Wuji Xianmen is unwilling to enter the Southern Continent.

Then it was the dereliction of duty of the three elders of the Shenshen Pavilion.

So now they must spare no effort to please the person in front of them.

Even if it is a loss, it must be done to calm the opponent.

Jiang Chen looked at the elder of the Perishing God Pavilion.

Sneered and said: "If he didn't make a move today, may I ask if your stance would be so low?"

"The Perishing God Pavilion?"

"What a Perishing God Pavilion."

"Domineering, bullying the weak, really a good sect."

Jiang Chen put his hands behind his back.

Immediately, he said loudly to the surrounding people: "Today, I clashed with the Holy Son of the Black Demon Holy Land."

"I can handle it."

"If it was replaced by everyone present."

"May I ask which side will your Perishing God Pavilion favor?"

The expression of the elder of the Perishing God Pavilion changed when he heard this.

Speechless.

The Southern Continent masters present looked at each other in blank dismay.

They all chose to remain silent.

They naturally also know.

Perishing God Pavilion will never offend the Holy Son of the Black Demon Holy Land for them.

They are in the eyes of these elders in the Perishing God Pavilion.

That is to say, ants that can talk and jump.

Jiang Chen slowly set his eyes on the Holy Son of the Black Demon Holy Land.

A big wave.

The white god behind him immediately understood.

The aura burst out from his body, directly suppressing everyone present.

At this moment.

Even if there is a force secretly helping the Son of the Black Demon Holy Land.

At this time, it is difficult to play a role at all.

It was only now that the Holy Son of the Black Demon Holy Land reacted.

Why did the elders of the Perishing God Pavilion let him run away!
These people in front of me are not the existence that I can provoke at all!
It is too strong!

Outrageously strong!

Too strong!

"puff!"

Accompanied by coercion fell on him.

A mouthful of cloudy blood spewed out from his mouth.

The aura of the whole person was sluggish to the extreme at this moment.

Jiang Chen slowly opened his mouth and said, "Kneel down."

With one word, the coercion is even greater than before!

face such pressure.

The Holy Son of the Black Demon Holy Land could no longer make any resistance.

With a plop, he fell to his knees on the ground.

The whole person began to twitch continuously.

The eyes have begun to lose their vitality.

The three Perishing God Pavilion elders who saw this scene wanted to stop it.

But how could they be Bai Shen's opponents.

Baishen snorted coldly, and instantly suppressed the three of them.

Jiang Chen took a step forward, and his figure had already appeared in front of the Holy Son of the Black Demon Holy Land.

Looking at the Holy Son of the Black Demon Holy Land who was kneeling on the ground like a dead dog.

He said slowly, "Anyone can do bullying."

"If your own strength is strong, then I have nothing to say about you bullying others."

"But you're only halfway to the fifth level, are you very strong? I don't think so."

"If you don't have the support of the Black Demon Holy Land behind you."

"You are nothing."

"What kind of Holy Son of the Black Demon Holy Land is nothing more than a dog in my eyes."

"Since you want this sword so much, I will give it to you."

Jiang Chen finished speaking, and with a wave of his big hand, he immediately pulled the huge sword in the hands of the elders of the Perishing God Pavilion.

The giant sword hovered over the head of the Holy Son of the Black Demon Holy Land.

A horrible breath was blown down.

At this very moment, he was faced with a series of terrifying auras.

The Holy Son of the Black Demon Holy Land regretted why he hadn't left this place immediately.

"Your Excellency, can you sell me some face?"

At this moment, an old voice sounded.

Outside the hall, an old man was walking slowly towards this place, leaning on a cane.

The crutch in his hand exudes bursts of gentle breath.

Offset the coercion exuded by Baishen.

Jiang Chen looked at this person.

To be precise, he looked at the crutch held in the hand of the elderly man.

He frowned slightly.

If he is not mistaken.

The crutch in the old man's hand is a semi-holy artifact!