The desert eagle passed by the ruins of the gunpowder, and it looked like a mess.

The bearded man watched the blonde young man leave and jumped over the city.

At this distance, he had already mastered the movements of the entire imperial capital.

Taking a deep breath of cigarette, the bearded man slowly stood up.

Xu narrowed his eyes and smiled, "It seems that there is a dangerous thief hidden here, and the people in the balanced organization are not honest."

At this time, a silent battle began below the underground palace.

The twelve evil spirits stood in front of the historical inscriptions, as if they were facing a great enemy and looked at the flat bridge in the distance, and they didn't know when the mysterious man appeared.

The mysterious man was wearing a thick black robe and a hood covered his entire face, but his eagle-like hooked nose and the black purple lips with a hint of bloodthirsty weirdness.

This person is hunched, but he is like a huge mountain.

As he slowly raised his head, a powerful sense of oppression made the twelve evil spirits feel that the entire air is frozen here.

Mo Ya, who had the strongest innate sensing, was directly suppressed by the aura released by the other party and knelt on the ground. He was covered with cold sweat across his cheeks, and he was extremely pale.

"Such a terrifying aura is even more terrifying than Di Wushuang," Mo Ya's eyes shook, "Who is this person sacred and why did he know the existence of this place?"

"Stop, who are you?" Tien Niu, who was not inferior to the other party, stood up and trembled as he released his murderous aura.

The hunched figure did not stop, and the strange smile hung on his face from beginning to end, like a mask.

"He is..." The old man, the stranger, suddenly recognized something, stopped Tie Niu, and warned extremely solemnly, "Don't do anything randomly, it will be no good for us to anger him. This person... is very dangerous and will die.

of!"

Zi Niang was shocked.

Even the old man and stranger said this, which is enough to prove that the mysterious man who suddenly appeared is very extraordinary.

"He is much more dangerous than the Constantine above. Don't do anything randomly!" The old stranger stepped forward, blocked everyone, stared at the other side and walked towards the sky level.

"If I'm not mistaken, you should be the Black Death God who pushed the city and suppressed countless powerful people, the Warden of the Red Scythe?"

"What?!"

The other eleven people changed their faces when they heard this name.

You should know that the Twelve Evils are very terrifying existences in the martial arts world. Wherever they are placed, they will become a hero.

And when he heard the five words "Warner of the Red Scythe", he was so shocked.

Just because Warden Red Scythe was a very terrifying existence in the old era.

The Black Prison advances to the city, has suppressed countless powerful criminals, and even the existence of the Old Emperor has appeared.

He is a middleman who is superior to the law and the powerful people of various empires, and the three realms of black, white and gray are extremely respectful of him.

Under the rule of Warden Red Scythe, no one could escape in those ten years.

The most worth mentioning is Warden Red Scythe, who once attracted the attention of Di Ryuzaki.

I heard that when I was young, I came to the Black Prison Propulsion City to challenge this old mountain.

Although I don’t know the result, at that time, very few preys could survive in his hands.

And Warden of the Red Scythe is one of them.

But such a terrifying existence suddenly disappeared after taking over as the Black Prison and advancing the city and becoming the warden for more than ten years.

Who knew that now he suddenly appeared here again.

"Mokke?" The warden of the Red Scythe's lips did not move, but his voice was silent throughout the entire palace and the empty palace rang.

"I didn't expect that a proud person like you became a young boy's dog. I really regret you. Think about it, in the old era, you were a hero of a generation, so why did you fall to this point."

The stranger helped his beard and smiled, "Each one is his master, but what I didn't expect was that people like you who are so serious about killing have been slaughtering all their lives, so why have you become a balanced organization?"

It is not a secret that Warden Red Scythe became a balanced organization. As early as the beginning of the new era, many forces knew about it.

And the meaningful words of the Moke are just because the balanced organization never interferes in the martial arts order. This is an iron rule, which is completely contrary to the concept of the Red Scythe Warden, who regards beheading as the best redemption of criminals.

Red Scythe giggled.

"I don't know, maybe I'm tired, or maybe I want to go to a higher level."

"A person like you is already in the Xuan Realm, and there is a realm you can't reach?" Mo Kexu narrowed his eyes, "If I had not taken it wrong, in the old era, you would have become a Xuan Realm warrior, and died at the age of 1980.

There are several old emperor powerhouses in your hands."

"You don't understand. It's impossible for you to know how great the limit of martial arts is. Maybe it's good for you, and ignorance is lucky."

"A strong man in Xuan Realm?" Zi Niang's beautiful eyes flashed with fear, and her brain quickly thought.

Such a terrifying existence was in the Xuan Realm in the old days. She knew very well that if the other party really wanted to take action, three people would probably be killed instantly on the spot. No! It should be six people, or the entire army would be destroyed.

"What a joke? This is a powerful Xuan Realm who once survived under Di Longqi!" Everyone's heart was pressed by a huge rock.

"Don't be nervous, I'm not here to kill you, and you can't attract my attention," Warden Red Scythe smiled and pointed at the inscription behind them.

"I am ordered to take the historical inscription away. If you can, can you get out of here?"

"What is the effect of this historical inscription on you?" The old man, Mike, was puzzled.

"You don't need to know. It will not benefit you if you know too much, just like I said before..."

Take a step slowly...

The sound suddenly came from behind the twelve evil spirits.

"As I said before, whether it is the old or the new, ignorance is the outer cloak of protecting you. Many things, you should not know, because about the dark end of this world, the ultimate secret that breeds, despair will suppress you.

You can't breathe."

"So fast!" Mo Ya's body, who was kneeling on the ground, pressed against the ground, and the entire floor was cracking rapidly.

It seemed that Mo Ya was the only one who was like this at the scene, just like some deliberate targeting?

This made Mo Ya both panic and depressed.

Why is he the only one being targeted by such a terrifying power?

At this time, when you watched up close, everyone was surprised to find that the warden of the Red Scythe, which seemed to be wrapped in a big bucket, was even bigger, at least more than two meters and five meters.

Everyone was like ants in front of him.

Through the black robe, a thin zombie-like palm was long purple nails.

Warden Red Scythe rubbed the historical inscription, his face strange and stiff smile hung from beginning to end.

"It's it, the historical inscription dug out from the depths of the ground by the old boy Sebas."

"Isn't this a record of Sebas's life record and ancient texts about the Wheel of Judgment?" The old man, stranger, was surprised.

They seemed to be deceived by the cunning Adia.

"Who told you that no one can understand this ancient text. Even Sebass did not know it. The things recorded here are very dangerous, but only one person knows it."

"who?"

It goes without saying that everyone is silent.

Do you still need to ask? Back then, they were managing red sickles, bed bugs, slaughter, etc., and the "Mysterious Boss," the founder of the Balanced Organization, was once the leader of those extremely terrifying monsters.

Hong Yan smiled and saw his right hand spread out, a small blood-colored coffin floating in the air.

Suddenly a strong bloody smell gushed out, and the historical inscription was instantly brought into the blood vessels by blood, shrinking rapidly and falling into the palm of Warden Red Scythe.

"Is that the Sun Grave Wheel Overlord?" Mo Ya finally understood why the other party was targeting him like this when he saw the blood-colored coffin.

It's just because the Sun Tomb Wheel Technique does have a connection with him and is a mortal enemy.

"Little kid, is your grandfather the smelly old crow in Heiyao Mountain?" said Warden Red Scythe.

Mo Ya nodded and said in awe, "Yes."

"Is he dead?"

"The old man had melted thirty years ago."

"Yes, he was a hero back then. Only he can compete with my Sun Tomb Wheel Overlord. Unfortunately, he stopped at Jiuyou and became a fallen Jiuyou, but he still opened up eight ghosts.

The existence of the hole.”

"It's just... the battle of the fallen Jiuyou is always placing lifespan as a bet. It's already tenacious that he can live to a new era."

Mo Ya knew that the other party was mocking him, but he didn't dare to say much.

After saying that, Warden Red Scythe dispersed his aura, and the black crow walked like hell, lying on the ground and breathing heavily.

"Let's go," Warden Red Scythe disappeared on the spot, and appeared on the ground in a few breaths.

He stood above the ruins, his eyes under his hood were looking at Di Wushuang and Luo Feng who were sitting and resting in the distance.

"Two Emperor's bloodlines?" Hong Yan's mouth raised, "The strict bloodlines like Dilongzaki actually have inheritance. It's really too much. Why not just kill them? I'm destined to take them with me in the future.
Chapter completed!