Looking at the man who suddenly appeared and the shadower who was seriously injured rolling on the ground, the few people in the room were stunned, and then exclaimed in unison: "Ming Dagger!"

This is the one who puts the black long sword on Gu Lingjun’s head, who is not the Ming Dao?

At this moment, he was covered with many injuries, and his dark aura remained, and his clothes were even more messy and a little embarrassed. It was obvious that the battle with the Shadowman was not easy. But in this way, it made people feel an indescribable aura from him, especially under this injury, with a calm face, which made people feel a little palpitation.

"Seniors, you are polite!" Ming Dao looked at the people in the room and smiled slightly: "Come uninvited, I hope you can forgive me."

Looking at Gu Lingjun again, he said, "Senior, don't act rashly. I'm afraid I can't control myself and I will chop you up!"

While speaking, he used his true energy to shatter his upper body's clothes and stretched out a finger. The true energy condensed, slowly cutting the flesh and flesh of his chest like a knife, revealing the heart and flesh inside.

When they saw the situation inside, the few people were shocked. Mingdao's body was completely different from that of normal people. Whether it was bones, flesh or other parts of the body, they were pitch black, like cast in ink.

Inside the whole body, except for the red heart-eating Gu, there was still a sense of blood. When you looked at it, it turned out to be a corpse that had been rotten for many years, and it was hard to feel angry.

"You...you are..." Even the leader of Emon couldn't understand what was going on.

Ming Dao smiled and looked at Gu Lingjun and said, "You know I am practicing the death path pattern. I have used the energy of death to temper my body. Even if my heart is blown open, I cannot guarantee that I will never die, but I can be sure that I will kill you before death."

"I'm so upset about this thing. Can you help me to take it away?"

Gu Lingjun looked at the Ming Dao without moving, and did not even breathe. At this moment, he suddenly realized that the junior in front of him was much scarier than he had imagined. For so long, everyone underestimated him.

In other words, many people have overestimated him as much as possible, but they still underestimated him.

The Shadowman is seriously injured, and it must be in his hands. Under the premise that he can defeat the Shadowman and is lower than three small realms, the potential of the Shadowman is even more terrifying than everyone imagines.

At this moment, he was hesitating whether to take it.

Once he takes it, he will no longer have the capital to threaten the other party, and he will no longer have the chance to compete for the Lord of Yanyun Pavilion. Once others defend against his own poison, in terms of frontal combat effectiveness, he is more than a little worse than the Shadower.

But if he didn't take it, he believed that the Nether Knife was not a joke. At this moment, the Death Black Knife condensed its true energy and hung high above his head. As long as it was cut down, he would definitely die.

Die together...is it cost-effective?

This was a question worth spending a lot of time thinking about, but Gu Lingjun quickly made a decision. Because the true energy of the Death Black Sword is becoming stronger and stronger, it is a signal, and it is intentional for the Nether Sword to do it. Once it condenses to the extreme, it will inevitably be chopped down.

The best thing is that others die together. Gu Lingjun does not have such great sentiments to sacrifice himself to help others. People who practice Gu poison will not be very brave. In an instant, he activates his magical powers and controls the Heart-Devouring Gu to slowly crawl out of the body of the Nether Sword.

After the Heart-Devouring Gu landed, before Gu Lingjun stepped forward to collect it, Ming Dao stepped forward and stepped on the Heart-Devouring Gu into a meat paste. He closed the cut wound and activated his true energy to slowly recover.

The death Taoist pattern corresponds to the life Taoist pattern. Although it does not have the extraordinary recovery ability of the life Taoist pattern, the death Taoist pattern practitioners have a greater understanding of life than others. Now, there are probably not many people in the world who can recover their wounds as lightly as he does.

"Senior made a very wise choice!" Ming Dao smiled and said, "Actually, what I said just now is fake. If you really want to kill me, how could I react so quickly? What's more, I just finished fighting with Lord Shadowman, and I was covered in injuries!"

Gu Lingjun's face froze, but he couldn't say anything.

Lao Cai looked at Ming Dao and asked slowly, "Ming Dao, what are you doing here?"

"I have been here for so many years, and there are only two people who can give me a different look!" Mingdao said with a smile: "One is a traveler. That guy is unfathomable and has unlimited potential. Now he actually killed the evil spirit Taoist Lord."

"The other one is you, senior. In order to save the evil spirit, you were willing to be abandoned. This is righteousness. It is really hard to imagine that you can meet a loyal person in Yanyun Pavilion."

"After you lose your cultivation, you can still look at everyone around you with a normal mind. This is something that talented people cannot do."

"Stop saying compliment!" Lao Cai said lightly: "Tell me what you are here!"

"Okay!" Ming Dao supported his hands on the table, looked at the few people and said directly: "The Evil Spirit Daojun is dead, Yanyun Pavilion cannot be left without a master for a day. I want this position."

"Why!" Gu Lingjun said: "In terms of qualifications..."

He was interrupted by the Nether Knife as soon as he opened his mouth and pointed to the shadower who was unconscious on the ground: "The last person who talked about my qualifications is now lying there!"

"Bang!"

With a loud noise, the door opened and the wasteland strode in.

The atmosphere was wrong, but now another person came, and the eyes of several people became a little strange. Gu Lingjun smiled slightly and looked like he was watching the show.

Ming Dao saw his thoughts, but he didn't care. He looked at the wilderness and said, "Wildland, I want the position of the Pavilion Master, are you going to grab it?"

"No rob!" Huangyuan shook his head without hesitation: "But remember what you promised me."

"Of course!" Ming Dao nodded: "Even if I don't agree to you, I will do my best to do this."

"Okay!" Huangyuan responded: "You are the lord, I support you!"

"ah!"

Gu Lingjun was stunned. If it were only Ming Dao, he and the leader of Ermen would not agree. There were still variables in this matter. But once the Huangyuan also expressed his attitude and supported it, it would be completely different. These two late-stage people already had the strength to compete with their predecessors, and it could even be said to be... more than.

"Senior!" Ming Dao looked at Lao Cai again.

Lao Cai sighed: "The Lumen Shanren was seriously injured, I don't know what the situation is. Ji Bai died in battle and the Pavilion Master died. Times have changed. I am a useless person, what can I do. The future is your world, and I have no objection."

The leader of Emon also nodded: "Old Cai's opinion is mine!"

Back then, Lao Cai tried his best to save her. Over the years, because she was there, no one dared to say that Lao Cai was like a useless person.

As for Gu Lingjun, Ming Dao did not mean to ask him for his opinion, and looked at the wilderness and said.
Chapter completed!