After binding the longevity lottery system, my lottery will become stronger.

"..."

The veiled woman glanced at Ye Lingtian coldly, with some indescribable disgust in her heart. This man was glib, and he was indeed not a good person.

"Disappointing!"

Many people present also shook their heads secretly. As expected, as rumored, these three young masters were lustful and unlikely to achieve great things.

Su Qingcheng saw everyone's expressions in her eyes and couldn't help but sigh to herself. No one could compare to the Third Young Master when it came to pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

"Third Young Master is strategizing. I wonder if you can predict that I will show up here?"

In the afterlife camp, a mysterious man wearing a blood-colored ghost face mask and two skulls on his shoulders spoke, his tone was cold and murderous.

He was an existence at the pinnacle of a master, carrying a beheading knife on his back. He exuded a sinister aura, and a strong smell of blood permeated the air, making people's hearts palpitate.

The Rebirth Camp and the Luowang suffered a great loss from Ye Lingtian. In the eyes of outsiders, this third young master was a waste, but to the two killer organizations, this Ye Lingtian was really weird and extremely terrifying.

They were plotted against each other one after another, and it was very likely that Tianmen was behind the plan, but as the three young masters were key figures in the middle, it was impossible for him to know everything.

People from the Tang Sect and Fang Waitian narrowed their eyes slightly. Does Ye Lingtian have a grudge against the Rebirth Camp? It's a bit surprising.

Ye Lingtian smiled lightly and said, "Do we know this ugly friend?"

The tourist said: "This is the severed-headed ghost, one of the four most powerful ghosts in the Rebirth Camp."

"Oh? It turns out to be a decapitated ghost. I have heard about it. I heard that the decapitated ghost is very powerful. Among the four powerful ghosts, it is second only to the sick and dead ghost. When I saw it today, it turned out to be so."

Ye Lingtian showed a look of surprise.

The tourist smiled and said: "Third Young Master, please don't take it lightly. This decapitated ghost is not a good person. You must be careful."

"This young master relies on two words to travel around the world: background! With my background, how can anyone dare to touch me?"

Ye Lingtian said nonchalantly.

The tourist shook his head: "For a group of desperadoes, no matter how powerful the background is, it is useless. The key is to rely on one's own strength."

Ye Lingtian looked at the tourist and said, "What you said makes some sense."

The tourist slightly clasped his fists and said: "I'm here, the tourist, if the Third Young Master needs it, I can help you get rid of these reckless guys. Of course, there are requirements."

The severed head ghost stared at the tourist for an instant, with murderous intent in his eyes. There was no friendship between the two major killing organizations. If there was a conflict, he would still have to kill.

"The man in the snare...is interesting. What do you want?"

Ye Lingtian touched his chin and said.

The tourist's eyes fell on Su Qingcheng and he was about to speak.

"reject!"

Ye Lingtian didn't give the tourist a chance to speak at all.

"Forehead......"

The tourist looked at Ye Lingtian with a resentful expression.

Ye Lingtian waved his hand and said: "I have many masters around me. No one can use them, so there is no need for you to take action. However, if I have a chance next time, I can see what you can do."

"Really? Then I want to see how many masters the Third Young Master has around him."

The decapitated ghost spoke in a cold tone, and with a wave of his hand, several killers from the Rebirth Camp were instantly dispatched, surrounding Ye Lingtian, and the three Nian Hongyu people on the side were also surrounded.

"roll!"

Zhao Shanhe raised his brows, his eyes were filled with coldness, and a surge of coercion erupted. Before the killers from the Rebirth Camp could react, they were knocked back, vomiting blood, and looking extremely horrified.

"Ok?"

The decapitated ghost narrowed his eyes and stood up slowly.

hideous!

The beheading knife from behind was suddenly pulled out, and he looked coldly at Zhao Shanhe and said: "Your Excellency is quite capable. I can't help but be curious about your origins."

"You don't have to be too curious about his origins, because if you dare to say one more word, you will die by his sword."

A feminine voice sounded.

Another group of men in black entered the hall, led by a man wearing a black robe and a black hat, holding a bloody soul-grabbing rope. The evil aura on his body was even more terrifying, much stronger than that of the decapitated ghost.

"Seducing souls and demanding lives, Black and White Wuchang, Hei Wuchang is personally present, which is interesting."

A gentle smile appeared on the tourist's face.

"Hei Wuchang..."

When he saw the man in black robe, the decapitated ghost looked suspicious. Why did Hei Wuchang appear here?

Hei Wuchang looked at Zhao Shanhe and whispered: "As expected, fellow Daoist Zhao's cultivation has plummeted. I wonder if he can still pull out the Shanhe Sword?"

"Shanhe Sword! He is Zhao Shanhe."

The decapitated ghost's pupils shrank, with a look of shock in his eyes.

This white-haired man is actually Zhao Shanhe from outside the sky? Misreading!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little scared. Fortunately, Hei Wuchang appeared just in time.

Zhao Shanhe said indifferently: "Zhao's cultivation has indeed declined, but there is no problem in killing a few young men."

Hei Wuchang sighed: "I don't want to see the Shanhe Sword unsheathed on me. What happened today has nothing to do with Fellow Daoist Zhao. I hope Fellow Daoist Zhao can give me some face."

"Anyone who comes close within three meters will be killed!"

There was no emotion in Zhao Shanhe's eyes.

Hei Wuchang smiled lightly, looked at Ye Lingtian and said, "The third young master has chosen a good position."

With Zhao Shanhe's protection, he really didn't dare to take action. Even though Zhao Shanhe's cultivation level had dropped, he might not be able to get a good deal in a real fight.

The tourist said: "Third Young Master, as long as you open your mouth, I will kill this Hei Wuchang and the decapitated ghost."

Ye Lingtian chuckled and said, "I have no shortage of masters around me."

The veiled woman said indifferently: "Uncle Zhao, since this young master said there is no shortage of experts, don't take action later."

"Ok!"

Zhao Shanhe nodded lightly.

Hei Wuchang smiled and said: "Third Young Master, it seems that things are in trouble. Next, we have to invite other experts around you, otherwise I may not be able to control the situation."

As soon as he finished speaking, the assassin from the Rebirth Camp behind him immediately pounced on Ye Lingtian.

boom!

At this moment, a terrifying force filled the hall, making it difficult to breathe.

Hey!

There was a slight sound of footsteps, like the sound of death. Everyone looked up with difficulty, and saw a peerless figure wearing a gilt phoenix robe and a phoenix crown appearing at the entrance of the hall, like a banished immortal.

She is holding a phoenix feather sword, her long hair is dancing in the wind, her skin is snow-white, her appearance is peerless, she has brought disaster to the country and the people, her aura is extremely terrifying, her eyes have no emotion at all, and she is extremely indifferent.

Buzz!

Zhao Shanhe suddenly raised his head, the blood in his body seemed to be stagnant, and the Shanhe Sword in his hand kept trembling.

Stab it!

Suddenly, the beautiful figure moved and suddenly appeared in front of Ye Lingtian.

"what......"

A burst of screams rang out, and except for Hei Wuchang, all the other killers from the Rebirth Camp were wiped out, including the decapitated ghost!

"It's...it's her..."

Everyone present stared at the woman in front of Ye Lingtian, sweating profusely, and their eyes filled with horror.

Even a being like Zhao Shanhe is holding the Shanhe Sword tightly as if facing a formidable enemy at this moment.

Su Qingcheng also covered her mouth, looking extremely shocked.

A faint fragrance came to his face, and Ye Lingtian narrowed his eyes slightly, ready to take action at any time...