The boss of the underworld is a wife-loving maniac

Time passed by inadvertently, and in the blink of an eye, a month had passed.

Lin Chen had arrived at the ruins of the Divine Sword Sect half a month ago. Because he was not interested in the treasures that other immortals were fighting for, he had already arrived at the ruins of the Divine Sword Sect when the war broke out among others.

At this moment, Lin Chen picked up a stone, frowned slightly and muttered.

"There is a residual smell here. Miss Qiu'er has been here."

He felt that the scroll he gave Ye Qiuer a month ago had been used, and speculated that Ye Qiuer was in danger, so he tried to deduce and find out Ye Qiuer's location.

It’s a pity that Lin Chen didn’t have any of Ye Qiuer’s belongings on him. In the absence of any clues, Lin Chen could only barely deduce that she was in the ruins of the building and had no idea her specific coordinates.

"Let's deduce it again."

Looking at the endless ruins in front of him, Lin Chen said helplessly. He let the stone containing Ye Qiuer's aura float in the air, and then made a series of mysterious and complicated seals, which gathered into a light curtain in front of him, trying to deduce Ye Qiuer's location.

Different from the previous clumsy deduction performed by the middle-aged man in white robe, his deduction method formed a Bagua diagram, which contained all phenomena of heaven and earth and the laws of all things, which was unmatched by any other deducer.

"There is."

Lin Chen looked at Ye Qiuer who was avoiding something on the light screen in front of him, glanced at her coordinates, then took out the teleportation scroll, entered the coordinates and crushed the scroll.

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In the deepest part of the ruins of the Divine Sword Sect, Ye Qiuer's black clothes were torn, revealing her snow-white and attractive skin. But at this moment, she had no time to care and just kept running forward.

Hundreds of miles behind Ye Qiuer, the two middle-aged men in white robes continued to use their martial arts, leaving wounds on Ye Qiuer's delicate body, and they continued to close the distance and were about to catch up with her soon.

"Girl, no one is coming to save you, so you'd better not ask for trouble!"

The purple-robed middle-aged man grinned. Their cultivation was much higher than Ye Qiuer's. Even if Ye Qiuer kept running away, as long as she was still in the ruins, she could not escape from their grasp. This was a futile effort.

As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man in purple robe slapped out his palm, and countless violent immortal energy condensed into a huge palm, which went directly towards Ye Qiuer who was flying forward. Ye Qiuer had no time to react at all, and was slapped away by the palm, and fell heavily into the ruins of a palace.

"Boom!"

The palace ruins collapsed in an instant, countless smoke and dust rolled up, and the rubble buried Ye Qiuer. The two people who rushed over stood on the clouds, looking down at the palace ruins below, like gods watching ants on the earth.

"You can't escape now. Hand over the Emerald Green Crystal as soon as possible. We can make you a slave girl."

The middle-aged man in white robe said coldly. Ye Qiuer, who crawled out of the ruins in a panic, wiped the blood from the corner of her lips, her eyes full of coldness and arrogance.

"You want me to be a slave girl, but you are not worthy!"

A terrifying aura burst out from Ye Qiu'er's body. She was extremely proud, and the only person who could make her submit was Lin Chen. If she was asked to be a slave girl, she would rather burn her cultivation and fight to the death.

Even if you're dead, you still want to take a bite of meat!

"What a stubborn little bitch you are! Once we complete the mission, we will teach you a lesson."

The middle-aged man in the white robe licked his lips, and the lustful look in his eyes was evident.

He didn't care about Ye Qiuer's life-threatening fight. The gap in strength was too big and it wouldn't cause any trouble. His only worry was that Ye Qiuer would burn out his lifespan and die within a few years.

"Boom!"

The purple-robed middle-aged man had an astonishing pressure in his body. He just wanted to suppress Ye Qiuer as soon as possible and complete the task. He had no time to waste.

The overwhelming and terrifying pressure pressed down on Ye Qiuer, as if she was carrying the weight of thousands of mountains on her back. Her pretty face turned pale, and she spat out blood again. Her body softened and she knelt on the ground.

"Hahaha! Are you planning to surrender?"

Seeing such a cool and beautiful woman kneeling in front of him, the middle-aged man in white robe laughed loudly. He didn't say anything nonsense. With the powerful fairy energy attached to his hand, he formed a big handprint and grabbed towards Ye Qiuer.

"Mr. Lin, I may have to leave you now. I will definitely follow you in the next life."

Seeing the handprint coming towards her, Ye Qiuer murmured to herself that she was ready to reverse her martial arts and directly self-destruct, and would never allow herself to fall into the hands of others.

"Qiang!"

At this moment, a deafening sword sound came from the end of the sky, as if a peerless divine weapon was unsheathed. The middle-aged man in purple robe heard the sound and looked over. His face suddenly changed and became extremely ugly.

Ye Qiuer, who was originally preparing to self-destruct, also stopped. A hint of surprise flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she looked toward the end of the sky expectantly.

"Qiang!"

A sword spirit surrounded by black and white sword intent came from afar. The surrounding black and white sword intent was magnificent and pure, forming a surging and magnificent black and white river. The eyes were on the middle-aged man in white robe and the middle-aged man in purple robe. The terrifying might made their faces change suddenly.

"not good!"

The middle-aged man in white robe cried out in horror. He quickly changed the target of his handprint that was grabbing Ye Qiu'er and slapped the terrifying sword spirit. The middle-aged man in purple robe did not dare to neglect it either. He recited complicated ancient words, and a black lightning also shot towards the sword spirit.

This was already the most powerful attack of the two. The deterrent power brought to them by the sword spirit was too great. They dared not be negligent at all. They had to exert all their strength to block this sword. Otherwise, not only would they not be able to complete the mission, they would even lose their lives.

"Boom!"

At the moment when the sword spirit, the palm and the thunder collided, the energy wave of devastating the world rolled out, and the majestic energy instantly cleared all the ruins of buildings within thousands of miles.

In the energy fluctuations, two figures fell directly into the palace thousands of miles away like fallen leaves in a strong wind. Ye Qiu'er was protected by the remaining sword intent of the sword spirit. She stood intact in the same place, looking in astonishment at the direction where the sword spirit came from.

"Is everything okay?"

A figure flew over from the direction of the sword spirit. Lin Chen, dressed in fluttering white clothes, landed beside Ye Qiuer and asked.

"It's nothing serious. Thank you, Master Lin."

Ye Qiuer shook her head. She was only scratched and nothing serious happened. She then couldn't wait to ask.

"Where was Master Lin teleported to?"

"A valley, should have solved the little trouble, so I'm late."

Lin Chen said calmly that Chi Ming was indeed just a small trouble and he had no interest in a fight with him, so he then asked.

"Did you gain anything here? Why did those two people chase you?"

"This is a long story..."

Ye Qiuer then started talking about how she entered the secret realm, was intercepted by the middle-aged man in a white robe, and was rescued by Lin Chen.

Hearing that the middle-aged man in white robe she mentioned actually has a master, Lin Chen frowned slightly. A strong man in the half-step Golden Immortal Realm can become an elder of the Honghuang Holy Land, and he is willing to become a servant. What kind of existence is their master?

"It seems that saving their lives is still useful."

Lin Chen chuckled as he grabbed two dying middle-aged men from thousands of miles away. He had deliberately spared the lives of those two guys just now, but he didn't expect that they would be useful so soon.

"If you dare to kill us, the master will not let you off easily!"

The middle-aged man in purple robe was dying, but he still threatened. Of course, what he said was not true, and their master did not care about their lives at all, but in order to survive, he had to make Lin Chen believe what he said.

"Noisy."

Lin Chen glanced at him coldly, which made the middle-aged man in purple robe unable to speak and could only utter curses.

"Is there anything else you want to say?"

Lin Chen then looked at the middle-aged man in white robe and found that he was so frightened that he was incoherent and could not get any useful information. He then did not hesitate and began to check the consciousness of the two middle-aged men.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

The two middle-aged men screamed in pain, and Lin Chen simply suppressed them with his coercion, making their eyeballs bulge out and their mouths open wide but unable to make any sound. It was extremely horrifying.

"Ok?"

Lin Chen suddenly saw something, and unparalleled murderous intent burst out of his eyes. He frowned and his body trembled slightly, as if he had seen something.

"Pfft! Pfft!"

An hour later, Lin Chen finally checked the consciousness of the two men thoroughly. He directly killed the two middle-aged men. The blood splashed on his white clothes, and he felt strange.

"Temple of Ten Thousand Souls!"

Lin Chen clenched his fists, the murderous intent in his eyes was about to overflow. The owner of the two middle-aged men was none other than Wanjie, the Grand Ancestor of the Ten Thousand Souls Hall.

In the Nine-story Blood Cloud Tower, he already knew that the Ten Thousand Souls Hall was his enemy, and that it seemed to have a deep blood feud with him in his previous life. Unexpectedly, their Supreme Ancestor had already made preparations to return to the fairyland.

Although it is unknown how strong the masters of the Ten Thousand Souls Hall are, there must be masters above the level of Saints. With Lin Chen's current strength, he is no match for them.