"Ning Zirui, you are a killer. If I hadn't pleaded for you, how could Master accept you as his disciple? If I hadn't helped me, how could you have the strength you are now? You are so kind to repay me so much that you have done to me with such a vicious thing, wouldn't you be afraid that Master would know?" The senior brother asked in anger.

"Hahahaha..." The evil young man laughed wildly and said, "Master? Hehe, senior brother, if this matter was not the master's default, how dare I blatantly attack you with the Black Demon Sword?"

"Puff!" Hearing this, the middle-aged man trembled and spewed out a mouthful of black blood. His body immediately became weak and rolled down from the flying sword.

The evil young man snorted a few times and flew to ten meters outside the middle-aged man's body. The black magic sword in his hand was penetrated through the other person's body for several consecutive times. Only then did he confirm that the other person was dead, and he grabbed the body and was about to leave.

Suddenly he stopped suddenly and stared at a black shadow standing in the thick fog in front of him. Cold sweat immediately came out from his forehead. When he chased his senior brother, his spiritual sense dispersed with all his strength. There was clearly no one else nearby, but now the other party appeared in front of him, and his cultivation must be far beyond his own.

He put down the corpse in his hand, quickly bent down, changing the evil aura on his face, changing it to a simple and honest expression, and said respectfully: "I am a disciple of the Nether Ghost Sect, Ning Zirui, who came to see me, I wonder what I can do when I block my way? If there is something I can do, I will do my best."

Lin Ze slowly walked out of the fog, glanced at the other party coldly, and ignored Ning Zirui's intentions, which made Ning Zirui's heart skip.

Especially Lin Ze's cold eyes, after seeing it, the originally honest expression on the young man's face could no longer be fed and accommodated. He suddenly picked up his heart, and suddenly felt that the other party saw through the details.

When Ning Zirui arrived here, he felt shocked.

Because, like this, he will only appear when facing his master. However, his master is already a strong man who has half his feet into the foundation-building Great Perfection of the Dan-Creating Stage. Is this person in front of him who looks about the same age as him, no, even stronger than him, actually has the cultivation level of the fake Dan-Creating Stage...

Could this guy be a rejuvenated monster...

Thinking of this, the young man's heart trembled and his expression was even more respectful.

"Take me the black magic sword in your hand." Lin Ze's voice was very cold, and he didn't sound like he had any emotion///color.

However, the colder Lin Ze spoke, the more panicked Ning Zirui on the other hand was. He grew up in this Wanmo Mountain since he was a child, and he was all tainted by the demonic cultivators.

Although he now has a certain level of cultivation and can travel freely in Wanmo Mountain, he knew in his heart that his strength was actually the strength of protecting himself in Wanmo Mountain. He was still much short of becoming a strong man in Wanmo Mountain.

Moreover, since he was a child, he has developed a pair of eyes to recognize demons.

Any practitioner, as long as he is attracted by him, he can see how much threat the other party is to him.

As for the senior in front of him, he knew that his strength was definitely far superior to his own. In the Wanmo Mountain, those great demons with profound cultivation often acted coldly and ruthlessly. He had seen many demon cultivators possess this kind of coldness before, but many people were actually just imitating, or pretending, not really ruthless.

However, the cold feeling in the eyes of the senior in front of him seemed to be revealed in his soul, especially the other party's cold eyes, which made him look at it and a chill came out of his heart.

Therefore, after hearing Lin Ze's words, he did not dare to delay at all, nor did he feel sad about the preciousness of the Black Demon Sword. He quickly threw out the Black Demon Sword in his hand, and did not dare to resist at all.

"Senior, can I leave now?" Ning Zirui asked carefully. Now he couldn't even care about the body of his senior brother on the side.

No matter how good things are, they are not as important as their own life safety. The most important thing now is to save their own life.

"Leave? Haha, what are you talking about?!" Lin Ze looked at Ning Zirui with a look of silly look on his face.

With a "swish!", the next moment, Ning Zirui turned into a stream of light and fled to the depths of the forest at full speed.

In fact, when he asked the previous sentence, he was ready to escape in his heart, and he also knew that Lin Ze would not let him go. The words he just said were just for Lin Ze's gods to create a good opportunity for himself to escape.

Unfortunately, he underestimated Lin Ze's strength, or rather, his speed of escaping.

After seeing Ning Zirui running away, Lin Ze did not rush to chase him. Instead, he smiled, shook his head and said to himself: "Your strength alone wants to escape from my hands. Haha, it's so whimsical!"

After saying that, Lin Ze did not have any attacking action. His powerful mental power surged out of the sea of ​​consciousness, instantly covering Ning Zirui, and then exerted force.

"Uh!" Ning Zirui only felt an irresistible force breaking through his sea of ​​consciousness in an instant, and then turned into countless lightning bolts in his sea of ​​consciousness. The next moment, his eyes went dark and he lost consciousness directly.

"Haha, I want to escape in front of me, Ning Zirui is still much short of you!" Lin Ze came to Ning Zirui in a few steps, then waved his right hand and instantly took Ning Zirui into the plane seed world.

Half an hour later, Lin Ze's body quickly flew low in the Wanmo Mountain. He was holding a pitch-black sword in his hand. This was the black magic sword in Ning Zirui's hand. On this sword, hundreds of souls were sealed, one-third of which were souls of the supreme grandmaster level, and the remaining one with the worst strength was also a soul of the grandmaster level.

After snatching the black magic sword from Ning Zirui's hand, Lin Ze was studying it. He needed to determine whether there was any hidden danger in this black magic sword. After all, this black magic sword was prepared for Gu Xiyao, and Lin Ze didn't want to bring any danger to her.

After careful examination, Lin Ze finally felt relieved because this black magic sword used these demonic souls to launch an attack, and there was no other means hidden in it. In this way, he could hand over the black magic sword to Gu Xiyao to swallow it with confidence.

After putting away the Black Demon Sword, Lin Ze focused his attention on Ning Zirui who had just been retracted into the seed world of the plane.

To Lin Ze's expectations, Lin Ze originally thought that Ning Zirui was a strong man in the foundation-building stage, and his willpower should be very strong. If he wanted to conquer him, how could he have to give him a few days?

However, what surprised Lin Ze was that he subdued Ning Zirui in less than ten minutes, which made Lin Ze very curious for a moment.

"Ning Zirui, why did you tame yourself so quickly?" Lin Ze asked curiously.

"Master, this..." Ning Zirui's face was blushing, but soon he continued to answer.

"Master, you have such a magical world. If you follow you, you will be able to imagine the future prospects of your subordinates. In the future, your subordinates will definitely have a wider and stronger world. In addition, when you are in the sect, your subordinates are actually not very high. In front of your master, your subordinates are actually a slave, so you are already used to being ordered. In the end, the minds of the demon cultivators are not as strong as those of the righteous cultivators. Many demon cultivators take shortcuts when practicing, which leads to relatively weaker our minds. In the cultivation world, the strong are the ones who are respected. Master, your strength is so strong, of course, your subordinates will surrender soon." Ning Zirui explained with a serious face.

"Well, that's true." Lin Ze nodded, agreeing with Ning Zirui's explanation.

In fact, Ning Zirui explained so much, in Lin Ze's opinion, all of them can be summarized into one sentence, that is, those who know the times are heroes!

Ning Zirui resisted very well. In the plane seed world, under Xin Xue's various means, he would sooner or later surrender. Since this is the case, why can't he surrender immediately?

In this way, you can not only gain Lin Ze's favor, but also suffer less torture.

Ning Zirui was able to live in the Nether Ghost Sect for so many years, and later came from behind to practice until the foundation-building stage in a very short period of time, and his eyesight played a great role.

This time, he quickly realized that he knew that if he entered such a magical place and wanted to go out again, it would be absolutely impossible unless he became Lin Ze's subordinates.

In addition, Lin Ze, who has such a magical world, has a bright future for the future, which is conceivable.

Not to mention that he is only in the Foundation Establishment Stage now, Ning Zirui believes that even if he is a strong man in the Yuanshen Stage, he will soon choose to surrender to Lin Ze, because as long as he follows Lin Ze, his future will be limitless.

As long as Lin Ze can truly build this world in the future, as Lin Ze's subordinate, it is conceivable to become an immortal and a god.

Therefore, Ning Zirui did not resist at all afterwards, and obediently let Lin Ze plant a puppet mark in his sea of ​​consciousness.
Chapter completed!