The boss of the underworld is a wife-loving maniac

"Damn it! The eleventh deacon was just killed, and now the chief deacon has killed the Lingshan monk. What does he want to do?"

The leader of the Evil Soul Sect roared in anger and smashed the stone table in front of him with one punch. The terrible force even left a big hole in the ground.

Countless stone chips fell on everyone in the hall, but no one dared to move. The disciple who had just reported the news had been wiped out by the terrifying aura of the Evil Soul Sect's leader. Now they could only kneel on the ground in fear, not even daring to raise their heads.

"Master, the chief deacon is here!"

At this moment, a disciple hurriedly ran into the hall. Before he finished speaking, a shadow made of black light walked into the hall. It was the clone of the Great Deacon of the Evil Soul Sect.

At this moment, the chief deacon of the Evil Soul Sect had an ugly look on his face and looked extremely serious.

"Tell me, why did you kill the bald donkey from Lingshan!?"

The leader of the Evil Soul Sect looked at the Evil Soul Sect's chief deacon coldly, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes, as if if the chief deacon's answer did not satisfy him, he would directly kill the chief deacon and seek peace with Lingshan.

"I didn't kill the bald donkey from Lingshan."

The Great Deacon of the Evil Soul Sect spoke up. His words were shocking, making the Sect Master of the Evil Soul Sect look even uglier. However, the Sect Master of the Evil Soul Sect did not speak, and motioned the Great Deacon to continue.

He knew the character of the Archdeacon. Under the circumstances, it was impossible for the Archdeacon to talk nonsense. If he said that he did not kill him, there must be a reason.

"I was originally doing business in a small area near Cangxing Territory, but I met a bald donkey..."

The chief steward of the Evil Soul Sect spoke slowly, and the Sect Master and other members of the Evil Soul Sect listened quietly...

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In the boundless fog, the dense deathly aura was so terrifying that ordinary people could not imagine it. The soil on the ground turned scorched black and could no longer give birth to life.

In the silent air, only the footsteps of Lin Chen and the other person echoed, which was a bit creepy.

"Da da……"

The sound of footsteps sounded in the fog. Yan She suddenly shuddered and hid behind Lin Chen in fear. There was a hint of horror in his eyes, as if he had seen something horrible.

"The Buddha seemed to have heard some noise just now! Boy, you are stronger than the Buddha, you must protect the Buddha well!"

"Haha, you're a grown man, and you're at the Celestial Realm. It's really hilarious that you need my help."

Lin Chen continued to move forward indifferently. Apart from his Yue'er, no one was worth protecting, let alone someone like Yan She who possessed a treasure.

"You, you are so heartless!"

Seeing that Lin Chen had no intention of waiting for him, Yan She immediately chased after him, cursing. He followed Lin Chen, and the two of them quickly left the place and headed towards the depths of the secret realm.

Not long after they walked, a medicinal field appeared in front of them. The herbs surrounded by flowing light swayed slightly, and the rich fairy air even condensed into a drop of dew.

"Whoosh!"

Seeing this, Yan She, who was beside Lin Chen, took a step forward and sacrificed the purple gold bowl. A powerful attraction came from the purple gold bowl, sucking all the immortal herbs into it, not even sparing any dew.

"Money makes the world go round, and it also makes you worry less about danger."

Seeing Yan She like this, Lin Chen showed a helpless expression. He watched Yan She clear out a large area of ​​medicinal fields and had no intention of taking action.

Only dead air and life essence can bring him a significant improvement. Although these immortal herbs contain a high level of immortal energy, they are of no use to him. It is better to let them go.

"Hehe, since you don't want it anyway, why not give it to me instead of giving it to others? Even a mosquito leg is still meat."

Yan She smiled obscenely. He was very happy in his heart. With so many magical herbs, he would make a lot of money if he sold them!

"Ok?"

Lin Chen suddenly frowned and looked towards the northeast with a sharp gaze. The Zhili Sword appeared in his hand, and a slight clanging sound of the sword was heard. He was ready for a battle.

"somebody is coming?"

Seeing this, Yan She also reacted immediately. He read out the complicated inscriptions, waved his hand from a distance, and grabbed the purple gold bowl floating in the air.

At the same time, a pure Buddhist force surged out of his body like a surging river. He looked in the direction where Lin Chenqun was looking, ready to take action at any time.

"Who are you two and why are you here?!"

A somewhat arrogant voice came from not far away, and a figure wrapped in the cold wind fell to the ground. Within dozens of miles of the figure, everything slowly condensed into a layer of frost, and the temperature plummeted.

Bing Fan, who was looking for clues in the medicine field, looked at Lin Chen arrogantly. He did not sense the threatening aura, so he did not focus his attention on Lin Chen and turned his gaze to Yan She beside him.

"It's you!"

Bing Fan's face suddenly changed, and murderous intent burst out from his body. The cold murderous intent made Yan She shiver and his face turned pale.

"Oh, do you know each other?"

Although Lin Chen didn't know Bing Fan, he could tell from his clothes that he was from the Bing family, and he seemed to have a big feud with Yanshe, probably related to the tomb of the Bing family's ancestors.

Bing Fan stared at Yan She and barely squeezed out a few words.

"This bald donkey dug up the ancestral grave of my Bing family. I will make him wish he were dead!"

An even more terrifying frosty aura burst out from Bing Fan's body, and everything within a thousand miles was transformed into crystal ice sculptures. Only Yan She sacrificed the purple gold bowl and struggled to resist the terrible frosty aura.

"Bald donkey, you provoked my Bing family, you should have expected this outcome."

Bing Fan walked towards Yan She. Yan She wanted to escape, but the air around him became even lower. His cultivation was too low and he could not resist at all.

As a genius of Buddhism, Yanshe could easily cross a small realm in battle. If his cultivation had reached the early stage of the celestial realm, he would have been able to fight against Bingfan. It was a pity that the gap between the two realms was too big. He had to use up all his strength just to maintain the purple gold bowl.

"Boy, come and save Master Buddha!"

When Yan She saw Lin Chen standing aside with a normal expression, he immediately shouted that now he could only believe that Lin Chen could defeat Bing Fan except to give it a try.

"Are you scared silly? You look even more miserable than I thought."

Bing Fan said sarcastically, the immortal energy gathered in his palm, and he slapped out directly. After the mountain-like ice-blue palm blasted out, it immediately absorbed the surrounding immortal energy and instantly became so powerful that it covered the sky and the sun. The terrifying power made Yan She's face change suddenly.

"Boy, hurry up and save Master Buddha!"

Yan She shouted, and Lin Chen beside him stopped standing by and watched. He took a step forward and stood in front of Yan She.

"boom!"

The icy blue palm that contained the extremely cold fairy energy had not yet entered within a few dozen feet of Lin Chen when it seemed to have hit a barrier and shattered directly.

After all, Lin Chen can fight across three realms. Within the same realm, he can completely crush Bing Fan without any suspense.

Countless cold air currents spread in all directions, and the biting cold made Yanshe shiver uncontrollably. He almost died.

"You hide your strength?"

Bing Fan looked at Lin Chen in confusion. He did not sense any terrifying aura from Lin Chen, but his palm was not something that could be blocked by just anyone.

Unless Lin Chen had reached the early stage of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, that palm strike could have easily wiped out Yan She and Lin Chen.

"I didn't hide it on purpose, you're just too weak."

Lin Chen looked at Bing Fan calmly, but every word he said was heart-wrenching, making Bing Fan's murderous intent even stronger. He looked at Yan She with gritted teeth and clenched his fists in a threatening manner.

"You want to be my enemy for that bald donkey? Leave now and I can spare your life and let bygones be bygones."

"What a big tone! You spare my life, but I won't spare yours."

Lin Chen sneered. Yan She was also his friend. He couldn't stay out of it.

What's more, if he wants to become a powerful Taoist, it is impossible for him to maintain friendly relations with many ancient holy places. The road to immortality is long, and any strong man climbs to the top by stepping on the corpses of others. He will not give in!