Under the mask, Su Yin was stunned. What shocked Su Yin was not the eight top masters around Lan Hengsheng, but the person following Lan Hengsheng.

How could it be him!

The Immortal Killing Leader.

The whole body is dressed in black, with a skinny face that is so dark that it makes people sick, a pair of bloodless lips, and a pair of sinister eyes. Who else could this person be besides the leader of the Immortal Killing Cult?

However, what surprised Su Yin was why the leader of the Killing Immortal Cult appeared here and was still following Lan Hengsheng.

"The Master of Immortal Killing is this brat. As long as you kill this brat, the original blood formula you want will be one step closer."

"The formula for the original blood is really in the Mo family?"

With half-squinted eyes, light burst out from those deep sunken eyes. As soon as he heard the formula of the original blood, the leader of the Immortal Killer became energetic.

This old guy is still thinking about the original blood. Yuan Ni didn't yell at her to death last time. Even if this old guy is lucky, a lot of people will die this time.

"Master of Killing Immortals, don't you still believe what I say? The Mo family's hiring of such a master has already proved the fact that the original blood is in the Mo family. As long as you kill him, the formula for the original blood will be at your fingertips soon."

Under the mask, Su Yin sneered.

Lan Hengsheng is not stupid, he still knows how to kill someone with a borrowed knife, so get out of here.

The Immortal-Slaying Cult Leader is indeed a bit tricky, but this was in the past. Now the Immortal-Slaying Cult Leader has been seriously injured by Yuan Ni’s roar. When he was in the primitive forest, the Immortal-Slaying Cult Leader came out of seclusion early again. I’m afraid there is no one.

In three to five years, it is impossible to regain the original skill.

Besides, this old guy probably doesn't know that Sikong is still alive.

"If you want to kill me, don't even look at your own strength."

"You brat, stop being so arrogant. You will definitely die today. I want to see if you can still laugh."

Lan Hengsheng voluntarily gave up his place, and the leader of the Immortal Killing Cult, Yin Jiu, stared at Su Yin's silver mask, as if he could kill Su Yin in any minute.

"Hey! I just said why I couldn't find Yin Su, but it turned out that I was competing here again."

Mo Tianlei strode over and grabbed Su Yin's wrist in his palm.

"Yin Su, my sister is looking for you everywhere. She is so anxious that she is crying."

Mo Tianlei was trying to excuse Su Yin. He grabbed Su Yin's hand and walked away, but the leader of the Immortal Killer did not catch up. After all, he still had to give the Mo family face.

"Master of the Killing Immortal Cult, why don't you kill him?"

Lan Hengsheng gritted his teeth, feeling extremely unhappy when Su Yin disappeared from sight, but he couldn't say anything about the Immortal Killing Cult Leader.

At this time, the Immortal Killing Leader turned around and looked at Lan Hengsheng, "When the Mo family fights, I will naturally help you kill him."

Without any more nonsense, the leader of the Killing Immortal Cult flashed and disappeared into the vast night, dressed in black.

Only Lan Hengsheng was left gritting his teeth fiercely, looking at the direction in which the leader of the Killing Immortal Cult disappeared, feeling an indescribable atmosphere in his heart.

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"Do you know how dangerous it was just now? The Immortal Killing Leader is a murderous demon who doesn't blink an eye."

When Mo Tianlei saw that the black old man in front of Su Yin was the Immortal Killing Cult Leader, his heart skipped a beat. Even he had to deal with the Immortal Killing Cult Master carefully.

"You really dare to offend anyone."

"So what?"
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