When everyone saw Meng Yunzhong coming, they were stunned.

This old man looked weak and like a person who would fall down if he pushed him. He was actually the killer weapon that the Xue family relied on?

At this time, everyone in the mourning hall was staring at the old man walking in.

When the old man walked in, Jiang Yiran was also staring at him. However, unlike everyone's thoughts, Jiang Yiran immediately discovered that this person was definitely a master with profound cultivation.

His weakness was actually all disguised.

"Elder Meng, this person will be left to you for disposal." At this time, Xue Boyuan said respectfully to the old man.

Although Xue Boyuan is the head of the Xue family, he dare not slackew on the elders of the Nether Palace.

Meng Yunzhong waved his hand at him, "You don't need to say much, leave the matter here to me."

"Thank you, Elder Meng."

Xue Boyuan retreated aside and didn't say anything anymore. But his eyes were very hot.

Because he knew that with Meng Yunzhong here, Jiang Yiran would definitely not get any advantage.

Xue Boyuan is naturally very confident about Meng Yunzhong's cultivation. You should know that he is the fifth-ranked elder in the Netherworld Palace.

Speaking of which, there are seven elders in the northwest Netherworld Hall, each elder is unfathomable. The ranking is higher, the stronger the strength is.

Meng Yunzhong ranked fifth, and the Xue family's Nether Guard was trained by him.

At this time, Meng Yunzhong raised his head and looked at Jiang Yiran.

"Boy, you are quite cruel. The twenty Netherworld Dead Warriors I worked hard to build, but I didn't expect them to die at your hands."

Jiang Yiran looked at him and sneered: "Old man, you are really good at joking. Could it be that I want to watch the Netherworld Dead Soldier you trained to kill me, but don't fight back?"

Meng Yunzhong nodded, "It seems that I am really old. Now, it is the world of you young people. But..."

Speaking of this, his voice suddenly changed: "But since I'm here, it's impossible for you to kill the people I trained for nothing."

"Oh? What do you want, old man?" Jiang Yiran said lightly.

Meng Yunzhong glanced around him, his eyes flashed.

Sure enough, as Xue Zhehan said, on Jiang Yiran, he really felt the breath of the divine stone.

It seems that this kid really has a divine stone on his body.

In an instant, Meng Yunzhong's eyes, which were originally a little turbid, suddenly flashed and became extremely bright.

"Boy, do you want to make a deal?"

"Trade?" Jiang Yiran looked at him and frowned. "What are you talking about in the transaction?"

Meng Yunzhong took two steps forward and approached Jiang Yiran: "If you hand over the divine stone on you, today, I can spare you."

"how?"

Jiang Yiran was shocked.

How did he know that there was a divine stone on him?

However, it is absolutely impossible to get Jiang Yiran to hand over the divine stone.

He looked at the old man, his eyes flashed, "Sorry, I don't know what a divine stone is. You may have read it wrong by old man."

Meng Yunzhong's eyes suddenly became cold.

"So, you are determined to be an enemy of my Nether Palace?"

Jiang Yiran looked at him and said lightly: "It's not that I want to be an enemy of your Nether Palace, it's that your Nether Palace, I am determined to be an enemy of me."

Meng Yunzhong smiled, but there was a full of murderous aura in his smile.

"Okay, okay, you are the most personalized young man I have ever met. It's just a pity that your life span is until today!"

After saying that, he suddenly grinned and a cold smile appeared.

Then, his arms suddenly shook!

Click!

I saw that in an instant, the muscles on his body expanded at an extremely fast speed visible to the naked eye.

In a few seconds, the originally shriveled and thin old man had turned into a middle-aged man with a cold murderous aura all over his body.

Even his gray hair turned black.

Everyone in the mourning hall was shocked.

What's going on? Isn't he an old man who looks till age? How come he becomes a heroic middle-aged man in the blink of an eye?

"Since you want to die, I will fulfill you. Anyway, no matter whether you die or live, I will decide the divine stone on your body!"

Meng Yunzhong shouted loudly, folded his hands together, and flipped up and down quickly.

Then, suddenly, a burning flame appeared in his palm. The flame, yellow inside and black outside, shining with a strange light.

"Nether Ghost Flame!"

I saw that Meng Yunzhong's hands were shocked!

The flame suddenly swelled. Then, within a few seconds, it expanded into a flame ball more than one person tall.

kill!

brush!

Meng Yunzhong suddenly pushed his palms!

The swollen flame ball then turned into countless dark fire dragons and attacked Jiang Yiran from all directions!

Facing the Netherworld Ghost Flame used by Meng Yunzhong, Jiang Yiran did not dare to neglect it. He also took out his own magic - Tianlei Eye!

The soul-suppressing eyes are no longer useful when dealing with this Nether Ghost Flame.

So, he used the Sky Thunder Eye!

"Sky Thunder Eye, Open!"

boom!

I saw, suddenly, two white lights in Jiang Yiran's eyes were shot out with a ray of extinction of heaven and earth!

In an instant, the lightning shot from Jiang Yiran collided with countless dark fire dragons flying towards him.

Boom!

A muffled thunder sounded, and countless dark fire dragons were penetrated by lightning!

In the air, a desolate dragon roar faintly sounded, and then the countless fire dragons scattered and disappeared invisible!

Jiang Yiran used his thunder eyes to break his ghost flames in the underworld.

"It seems that the people from the Xue family are right. You are indeed a little capable." Meng Yunzhong looked at Jiang Yiran, his eyes flashing.

"But this is normal. If you are a mediocre person, you are not worthy of possessing the divine stone at all!"

Two cold lights shot out from Meng Yunzhong's eyes again.

"It seems that only by killing you can I get the divine stone!"

I saw that at this moment, Meng Yunzhong suddenly had a strange smile on his lips.

"Your magic is very powerful, but today I will let you see what is the real magical power!"

After saying that, he suddenly bit his finger, then formed seals with both hands, and raised them into the air!

"Great Dark Art - The Netherworld Arrives!"

brush!

In the blink of an eye, the originally bright mourning hall suddenly became pitch black. It was different from the ghost shadows used by the Netherworld Guard before. This time, the mourning hall was really pitch black, and I couldn't see my fingers!

Jiang Yiran, like everyone else, could not see anything at all.
Chapter completed!