Ding Yi brought the wooden box back to Yin and Yang Valley.

There are traces of burning by the twelve-grade Pure World White Lotus Fire.

He looked seriously injured.

The Yin-Yang Palace Master was surprised to see it: "What's wrong with you?"

Ding Yi's blood was not dry, and he was panting, and as soon as he came, he knelt down in front of the former: "The child was injured by Lu Fengyun!"

He had a strong hatred shot out from his eyes.

Ding Qiong frowned and said, "Get up and tell me about your experience in Wushuang Sect!"

Ding Yi stood up.

He reluctantly calmed himself down.

Because he was facing a person who was extremely cruel and ruthless, suspicious and cunning!

Playing tricks in front of the palace master is like walking on thin ice.

Ding Yi said: "The child pretended to be a disciple and easily entered the Wushuang Sect. After a test, he was able to see Lu Fengyun."

Ding Qiong said: "What's next?"

"This is Lu Fengyun's head, please check it out!"

Ding Yi took out a wooden box and respectfully presented it to Ding Qiong.

The latter did not rush to answer, but stared at Ding Yi's face silently.

"You said, this is Lu Fengyun's head?!"

"Lu Fengyun can kill Xu Shenglong with one sword, which shows how powerful the force is. How did you successfully attack the sneak attack?"

Ding Yi said: "When the child went, he was in the thunder tribulation period and was weak. The child looked for an opportunity to get along with him alone and took the opportunity to behead him!"

Ding Qiong sat down, he looked at the former with his cold eyes, and gently tapped the handrail with his dry and thin fingers.

He closed his eyes slightly and was thinking.

Dada dada...

The crisp and regular knocking sound seemed extremely strange in the dead hall.

The sound made the face numb and the hairs stood up.

Ding Yi swallowed.

His heart was beating violently. Could it be that his excuse was too clumsy that made him suspicious?

Ding Qiong's eyes opened, and a cold light passed through his pupils.

When he didn't speak, his expressionless face was creepy.

He stared at the wooden box in Ding Yi's hand.

The eyes seemed to be rusted, solidified, and it seemed to be nailed through the wooden box!

Cold sweat rolled down from Ding Yi's forehead.

Ding Qiong went to sense what was in the box.

A head!

It seems that Ding Yi did not lie to him.

Ding Qiong nodded slightly, and he smiled cruelly and coldly and said, "Open it, Lu Fengyun caused all the three guardians of my Yin and Yang Hall to fall. This hall will use his head to make a chamber pot!"

Ding Yi clenched his fists secretly.

His heartbeat soared instantly. Although he didn't know what was in the box, Lu Fengyun told him that once it was opened, Ding Qiong would die!

If he were to say this, he wouldn't believe it if he was beaten to death, but if he said it from that person, he would definitely be 100% credible!

Ding Yi's fingers couldn't help trembling.

Ding Qiong urged: "Open it, why are you rubbing?"

Click!

The wooden box was opened, revealing a pale head!

There is a terrifying aura lingering over it.

Ding Yi stretched out his hand like an eagle's claw, and his fingernails were pointed and long, and they were bent into wavy patterns.

He scratched his white face with his fingernails, which were as sharp as a sickle.

A hole was cut in his face.

A trace of white flame surged out of the wound, and then the entire head burned!

Twelve-grade Pure World White Lotus Fire!

Ding Qiong's face suddenly changed. He overturned the angry box with his palm and glared at Ding Yi: "What the hell is this?!"

The latter's face turned pale.

He took a step back slightly.

"You dare to cheat on me? What are your ideas?!"

Ding Qiong's face suddenly became distorted. He used the power of the holy realm and wanted to kill Ding Yi!

Just then!

Something rose from the burning white fire.

That's a painting!

brush!

The scroll will open automatically.

A tall figure walked out of it.

It was a nine-foot-long man wearing a blue robe and black boots, which made him fall to the ground and stir up smoke of dust.

He has a purple face and a curly beard, green eyebrows and bloody mouth, and holds a five-foot judge's pen in his right hand. He is righteous and vibrant!

He came with his righteous spirit, and as soon as he appeared, he shook the entire Yin and Yang Valley!

The True Lord of the Demon, Zhong Kui!

It turned out that Lu Fengyun disguised himself as his head with the white lotus fire and hid the picture of Zhong Kui in!

"Don't be arrogant in the evil spirits, see Zhong let you die in ashes!"

Zhong Kui glared at his eyes, and a storm suddenly arose.

A shocking pressure rushed over and the hall began to shake violently.

What a powerful power!

This person cannot see through this palace!

Ding Qiong's strange eyes flashed with cold light.

When the eagle claws bent, a terrible energy circled out.

Zhong Kui danced the judge's pen, and then pointed it at the former and scratched it hard!

A piece of evil spirits!

The fierce sharp edge shot out from the pen tip, directly breaking through Ding Qiong's defense and cutting off his left arm!

Ding Qiong screamed.

He couldn't believe that the semi-saint's Great Perfection was so vulnerable!

That scroll is definitely a terrifying divine object!

Otherwise, such a terrible person would not be summoned!

On the side, Ding Yi was shocked and laughed, his laughter getting louder and louder until he turned into a crazy laugh!

Ding Qiong glared at him with his sinister eyes, and his expression wanted to tear him down alive!

He said: "It seems that you have betrayed this temple."

Ding Yi smiled more and more happily until he couldn't breathe, and he fell to the ground with his stomach covering his head.

He said, "I am celebrating the position of the Yin-Yang Palace Master whom I am about to obtain. Master Lu really won't deceive me. He said you die, sure enough, you can't escape!"

Ding Qiong gritted his teeth and cursed: "Wolf ambition!"
Chapter completed!