The yellow-robed youth stood in the air, his sleeves fluttered, and yellow haze continuously spewed from his body, spreading in all directions, and soon covered a city, and the world became yellow and misty.

These yellow haze seemed to be pervasive. Everyone inhaled more or less because of their breathing. They were all affected by resentment, and their hearts were restless. There was a tyrannical and angry mood growing in their hearts, and their eyes glowed with a weird bloodthirsty light.

This is a kind of ‘virus’ that can arouse people’s emotions, become irritable, and contaminate the soul of the practitioner.

The young man in Huangpao himself is a ‘virus carrier’.

"You are qualified to be my servants. Obediently relax your soul and let me take control." The yellow robe youth retracted his eyes and said lightly, as if he was narrating a trivial matter.

Later, his eyes fell on Lu Chen, and he smiled and said, "Among this group of people, you performed well. After surrendering to me, I will focus on training you."

Because Lu Chen killed more than one hundred Emperor Realm, the young man in Huangpao watched.

But at this moment, the young man in Huangpao stirred his nose slightly, and said suspiciously: "I don't know why, you have a familiar breath, so you and the owner of the magic weapon are acquaintances. Tell me where he is."

As the yellow robe youth spoke, his eyes immediately became gloomy, his emotions were unstable, and his body kept pouring yellow haze.

The yellow-robed youth remembered what happened before. At that time, he hadn't been transformed into a gourd, and then he appeared again, drifting in the icy borderless area. If it weren't for a coincidence, he would find a place to live in the world. It's gone.

The young man in Huangpao swears in his heart that when he becomes stronger, he must enslave the owner of the magic weapon and become a servant.

Now that he smelled a scent of ‘enemies’, he couldn’t wait to inquire.

When Lu Chen heard Huangpao Youth's words, he was slightly puzzled. He had never met the Cthulhu. Why did the latter feel a familiar aura in him.

The other party also mentioned magic weapons in his tone. Could it be that Ximen Yu?

Li Xuan also said before that the magic weapon of the realm of creation alone cannot clear the grievances. Could it be that the young man in the yellow robe is really the grievances of the Jingshi Gourd.

Moreover, the will of the Tianyuan Realm had also said before that the timeline of the Huangpao Youth came to the Tianyuan Realm for about a hundred years, basically the same.

After clearing his thoughts, Lu Chen felt an urge to scold his mother.

It seemed that this young man in yellow robe was really the grievance that Jingshi Calabash pretended to leave. Not only did that grievance not die thoroughly, but it became a climate, and went to the Tianyuan realm to do majestic blessings, and even the will of the world could not help it.

"I don't know what you are talking about" Lu Chen shook his head and said in denial.

Lu Chen understood in his heart, but he wouldn't admit it.

"When I enslave you and control the memory, you will know it naturally." The young man in Huangpao smiled slyly, shook out a big hand, and grabbed it straight towards Lu Chen's body.

"Hands on"

Li Xuan made a decisive decision and ordered everyone to do it.

When the voice fell, the bodies of the people burst into brilliant flames on the avenue. The flames were blazing, causing the temperature of the world to rise steadily, and the buildings on the ground melted like snow and flowed all over the ground.

All the practitioners turned into flames with the power of the Great Dao, one level higher than ordinary sacred fire, the temperature was extremely terrifying, and a sea of ​​flames instantly formed within a radius of thousands of miles.

Fu Qiu was surrounded by boundless magic flames, and even his sharp carapace was covered with a layer of magic flames. Standing in the flames, like a demon god, the magic might be mighty and terrifying.

Fu Qiu's hands were sealed, and the whole body of Demon Flame was about to move, turned into a flame dragon, and headed towards the young man in yellow robe.

Infinite fire, instantly covering the yellow robe youth.

Above the sky, several huge dark clouds gathered, lightning and thunder.

Rumble!

The thunder and lightning of the thickness of buckets came down in patches, like heavy rain, all poured on the young man in yellow robe.

Everyone knows that special creatures like these resentful spirits are not afraid of many attacks, but they are most afraid of the two powers of flame and thunder. They use the power of the avenue to evolve flame and thunder, and prepare to kill the yellow-robed youth with one blow.

In the space, there was a screaming sound, and countless floating yellow mists were melted by the terrifying flames, and the smoke disappeared.

Everyone stared at the center of the sea of ​​fire, hoping that the yellow robe youth would be burned.

The young man in the yellow robe was covered by endless flames, and a sneer and disdain appeared at the corners of his mouth. With this little flame, he wanted to destroy it, it was a dream.

The yellow-robed youth waved his hand, and a yellow circular shield enveloped his body, blocking the intrusion of flames. No matter how bad the external flames were, the yellow shield could not be burned off. He stood inside intact.

"Jiejie, with your abilities, you can't cause harm to me." The yellow-robed young man walked out of the fire slowly, looking at a group of people with disdain.

"How can it be"

When a group of people saw that the yellow robe youth was okay, they were all shocked.

The strength of their hands-on work together to become a saint emperor powerhouse has long been melted by the flames, and the young man in the yellow robe has nothing to do with it.

The opponent is obviously the product of resentment, and he is most afraid of flames. Now, even the flames can't help the opponent.

How can you kill each other.

"You angered me," the young man in Huangpao said coldly, waving his hand, a strong wind, yellow mist with thin fingers appeared out of thin air, and went toward everyone, easily drilling in through everyone's nose and mouth.

More than a dozen people were unprepared and were forced to inhale the yellow haze, and suddenly screamed.

Their faces were twisted, their eyes were blood-red, and their bodies were convulsed, as if they were being subjected to some kind of torture. Not long after, these restless people calmed down, their eyes were dull, and they stood motionless, as if the soul had been contaminated.

Li Xuan and the others watched as a group of subordinates stood still and turned into monsters previously slaughtered. Their eyes immediately turned red, and they let out a grief.

"Facing your subordinates, see if you can do it." The yellow-robed youth's mouth curled up, a wicked smile flashed in his eyes, and the words fell, and immediately drove the group of enslaved people to attack those who had fought side by side. people.

Sure enough, more than a dozen enslaved people attacked their own people with dark eyes.

The four of Li Xuan were heartbroken. In just an instant, the dozen or so men who followed them were enslaved by each other.

Heartache, heartache, the matter is over, there is no room for regret, only tears in his eyes, to kill the enslaved subordinates.

In the end, more than a dozen slaves were killed, and Li Xuan and their faces stood in sorrow.

The young man in Huangpao was like an outsider watching a play, without intervening, watching this scene of killing each other quietly, with a rather playful expression.

"Why, are you willing to surrender?" The Huangpao youth responded calmly.

"I do"

Unexpectedly, a voice rang.

Li Xuan and others' eyes instantly fell on Lu Chen, with anger in their eyes.