Hell's spokesperson

Chapter 583 Silver Mask

As St. Rhein said, St. Rhe is indeed nearby.

On the top of a scenic mountain not far away, Sheng Luo stood with his hands behind his hands, and next to him was Empress Chen. The two looked at the Qin family villa in the distance at the same time. Sheng Luo whispered, "This boy is really not simple. It seems that you and I underestimated him in the Bohai Sea that day. I didn't expect to have such a climate. A guy with the identity of a Chinese official is actually a master, or the head of the devil who can make the world feel fear.

Empress Chen said lightly, "I said that there are countless hidden masters of crouching tigers and hidden dragons in China."

"Oh? The only one who threatens the alliance in China is the king of Kunlun, right? St. Luo said faintly, "If heaven wants to take action, what's the use of this king of St. Luo?" It's just a pity that heaven has been reluctant to show up for hundreds of years and refuses to buy it for China, which makes Kunlun Xuanyuan Penglai really think that he can resist the offensive of the Holy Alliance. I often feel ridiculous because of them.

"You still underestimate Huaxia." Empress Chen said, "There are countless masters who have appeared in the development of civilization for thousands of years. Naturally, there is a reason for heaven not to take action."

St. Luo felt disdainful of this remark and said, "Oh? Then how many people do you think there are?

"Do I count?"

Suddenly, an extremely ghostly voice appeared behind them, and the two of them trembled. They were both top masters and strong people representing the nine-level spokespersons. However, at this time, someone could appear silently behind them. The only explanation was that the person behind them was a super who absolutely surpassed the two of them. Master, they turned around and saw a man covered in a golden robe. He wore a silver mask on his face, engraved with some ghost patterns, and a pair of eyes flashed with divine light. The two looked at each other and saw the shock and hidden fear in each other's eyes. .

This person's eyes seem to see through their soul. This is their only feeling. Can they see through their soul? How horrible is the huge amount of money? After all, both of them are the lord of the dead space, representing the control of the soul. They don't believe that anyone can see their soul, even in heaven!

"Who are you?" Sheng Luo was shocked.

"I don't know what to do when I come to China?" The voice under the silver mask was extremely ghostly, which made them feel cold.

"Who are you?" Sheng Luo said in a low voice. After all, he is also the master of the ninth level. How can he allow others to be so presumptuous and arrogant in front of him?

The silver mask looked at the two people, and their eyes seemed to be smiling, which made Sheng Luo angry. With a flick of his hands, a phantom light appeared one after another, pressing the silver mask, but the masked man was motionless. Even if the phantom light hit his body, he was still. Sheng Luo was shocked. This guy was actually immune to himself. Your own phantom attack? You should know that the illusion light is an attack that can allow anyone to enter the fantasy world and lead to destruction, but this person is not afraid at all. What's the reason why this guy fell to the ground?

"The little tricks of carving insects also dare to be arrogant in front of me." The silver mask said faintly, "It seems that your previous generation of St. Luo died too early, and many things have not been handed over to you."

"What?" St. Luoden became angry. The last generation of St. Luo was his most respected person. She died at the hands of the Prince of the East, so St. Luo hated the Prince of the East very much. He couldn't wait to cut off the head of the Prince of the East to pay tribute to his master. Now this guy dares to say this to his face. How can he stand it?

"Don't get angry in front of me." The silver mask said faintly, "I killed your master in those years, and now I dare to say it when I stand here."

"What?" Sheng Luo and Queen Chen were shocked.

The silver mask said, "Do you think the Prince of East can really kill your master?"

Sang Luo gritted his teeth.

The silver mask continued: "Sheng Luo Gui is the nine-level spokesperson. In fact, it goes without saying that the strength is unfathomable. As the lord of Penglai, the strength of the Eastern Prince is also unfathomable, but it is impossible for the Eastern Prince to kill the previous generation of Sheng Luo. You have become a nine-level Sheng Luo and should know all the strengths of your survival. Now be careful. Think about it, can the Eastern Prince really kill her? Even if the previous generation of Saint-Roros was willing to be killed.

St. Luo's face darkened, but he also calmed down and thought carefully. He knew his strength best, so he also knew his master's strength best. Indeed, it was impossible for the prince of Yidong to kill the master. Even if the master did not have any resistance, the powerful energy of Shengluo's space can bring her back to life, so the only solution can be solved. The release is that someone has organized the rebirth of the master! And this person is the guy in front of him.

St. Luo's fists clicked, but the silver mask was not afraid. He looked at Queen Chen and said, "Chen Ajiao, I have been famous for a long time. Today, it is also worth the reputation. You and St. Luo must have come here to seize the keys and map of the world's tripod for the holy face, right?"

"Not bad!" Empress Chen said lightly.

The silver mask looked at her and said, "You used to be the queen of this earth, but now you want to seize the world's tripod for the Holy Alliance. Why?"

"I'm already disappointed here." Empress Chen whispered.

"Disappointed?"

The silver mask laughed, and there was a sense of loneliness in his eyes. The figure was also extremely lonely in the night and said, "What is disappointment? If you really think that a group of fools represent a country, do you still deserve to be a queen?

"I'm not anymore." Empress Chen said.

"So do you want to stand on the opposite side of China?" The silver mask said coldly.

Queen Chen looked at him and said, "Who the hell are you?"

"Who am I?" The silver mask sneered and said, "My family once vowed to protect the last line of defense of China. I will not interfere with anyone's betrayal of China, but if anyone dares to come to the idea of the world, I will kill all the things I won't leave!"

Speaking of this, the silver mask seemed to be a little angry, and the body suddenly appeared in front of the two of them. The two suddenly felt a strong pressure coming to their faces. With a huge force, they pushed them out three or four meters at the same time. When they stood firmly and looked over, there was no trace, and there was nothing. Waves and so on, like nothing happened just now, which made the two of them even more shocked. This is definitely not an illusion, but a real thing. Who is the person who fell to the ground? Did he kill Xuanyuan Qingyu, the son of Tianjiao at that time, within ten moves?

"It's really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger."

St. Luo said in a low voice, "Has he left?"

"Uncertain." Queen Chen shook her head.

Hearing these three words, both of them had a bitter smile in their hearts. Are they not sure? How many years have these three words not been spoken in their mouths?

Wow.

A figure flashed. The two of them were shocked at the same time. They turned around and looked, but saw Ye Huan appear in front of him, looking at the northwest, with their eyes narrowed. And followed by the Xuanyuan Jade Emperor.

"He has already left." Empress Chen said.

Ye Huan looked at the two and said, "How is your strength?"

"Strong, incredibly powerful." Empress Chen said.

From her mouth, Ye Huan could imagine how strong that guy's strength was, while Xuanyuan Jade Emperor clicked with both fists and tried to suppress the revenge in his heart.

"Who fell to the ground?" Xuanyuan Jade Emperor said in a low voice.

Ye Huan took a look at him, jumped up in the air, and rushed to the Qin family villa in the distance. Sheng Luo's eyes were single. At this time, the two guys who confronted Qin Yang in the Qin family's villa seemed to have received an order. He didn't want to withdraw. Qin Yang was originally preparing to do a big fight, but he didn't expect that the two guys had not farted since then. Just leave. Isn't it too self-regard? At present, he was very angry and scolded, "Hey, you two bastards listen to me. My brother spared you two bastards today. Go back and tell you the shrinking turtle behind you. Sooner or later, I will send someone to blow him **."

The dirty words spread to St. Luo's ears, which made St. Luo angry that he wanted to rush to kill the boy, but he thought about the mysterious silver mask just now, but he did not dare to come forward to avoid it from appearing again. Queen Chen looked at the direction of the Qin family's villa with a smile on the corners of her mouth and smiled softly. St. St. Luo snorted and turned around. Leave.

Xuanyuan Yuhuang also seemed to hear Qin Yang's angry scolding and shook his head.

"Pay attention to your own moderation." Queen Chen looked at him and left after saying that.

Xuanyuan Yuhuang didn't say anything and rushed to the northwest.

"What are you scolding?" Ye Huan came to the door of the villa and asked.

"Ah, Uncle Six." Qin Yang turned around and said, "The two thieves let me drive away. Why did you come to me at night?"

"What's going on?"

Ye Huan looked at the seven poor guys trapped by the big net in front of him and asked funnyly.

"Partner, I'm going to send it to the Public Security Bureau later." Qin Yang said with a smile.

And at the same time in the distance.

Saint Rhine and Jill groped out in a corner. Jill swallowed, wiped the sweat on her face, and said, "Who is that person who fell to the ground? Lord Sheng Luo and Lord Chen have no power to fight back in front of him.

"Nonsense, if he can kill Xuanyuan Qingyu, he can kill Sheng Luo and Empress Chen." Saint-Rhine said, "It seems that he has seen the intention of the Holy Alliance. This time it should be a warning, but is this kind of person's warning really that simple?"

"What do you mean? Is there anything else that will happen?"

"That's good. It's coming soon." Saint-Rhine's face was solemn. He looked at the northwest and said, "This person's strength is incredible. He is so bad-tempered. I'm afraid that anyone who wants to pay attention to the keys and maps of the world will not have a good end. And I'm afraid he's going to give everyone a warning tonight.

"Hm? Who would that be?"

"Holy Alliance." St. Rhine said in a low voice.