After I became the underworld, global terror descended

Chapter 473 Is it so complicated?

Mo Lin challenged the three kings alone, and everyone present was surprised.

So crazy.

A newcomer, completely arrogant without limits.

"Don't be impatient. Don't rush to do anything." A gentle voice came.

Following the voice, I saw a short-haired woman speaking.

The woman was plump and wore a white lining with an open black coat.

Black pants and a pair of sneakers.

It reveals a kind of cool and handsome beauty.

Mo Lin was fighting with King Jing at this time. When they heard the woman's voice, both Mo Lin and King Jing subconsciously stopped their actions.

The Evil King and the Bright King also stopped what they were doing and looked at the woman.

"What are you doing?" the evil king asked the short-haired woman.

"I want to be the deputy hall master." Nan Mingyueye stood out from the crowd slowly and said slowly.

"Ah, let's go together?" Mo Lin exclaimed as he looked at Nan Mingyueye.

Is it so curly now?
So many people are fighting for the position of deputy hall master?
“If you want to be the deputy hall master, you need to at least reach the realm of the Thirteen-Colored Red Dust Immortal.” A man said slowly to Nan Ming Yue Ye.

Nan Mingyue slowly raised his hand, and thirteen colors of wish power surged out and covered his body.

Nan Mingyue waved her hand, and a black ball-shaped ghost appeared and lay on her shoulder.

She reached her hand into the little ghost's mouth, then took out a red tasseled spear. She swung the red tasseled spear in her right hand and rotated it in a circle, pointing the tip of the spear at everyone present.

“I don’t know if I am qualified to compete for the position of deputy hall master.” Nan Mingyue asked the people under the three kings around him.

"You, like Mo Lin, have only joined us for a few days. What right do you have to compete with the three kings for the position of deputy hall master?" A man stood up and questioned Nan Mingyueye.

"Puchi!" Nan Mingyueye's red tasseled spear in his right hand directly pierced the man's heart, then he lifted the man's body up and threw him heavily to the ground.

“I’m not a bad-tempered person.

I'll give you a chance to speak.

Anyone who has any opinions about me can raise them. "Nan Mingyue said to everyone around him calmly.

Who dares to speak more?

Tired of living?
At this time, whoever dares to stand up is seeking death.

Previously, a man came to compete for the position of deputy hall master, and now a woman has come to compete for the position of deputy hall master.

If you don’t know, you might think these two are in the same group.

Having learned from the previous experience, no one dared to say anything more.

"No one is talking? It seems that you all agree that I should compete for the position of deputy hall master?"

As she spoke, Nan Mingyue held the red tasseled spear in her right hand, walked forward and confronted Mo Lin.

Mo Lin and Nan Mingyue looked at each other at this time.

"What the hell are you looking at! You can grab the position of deputy hall master, but I can't?"

Nan Mingyue snorted at Mo Lin.

"There has to be a first come first served order, right?" Mo Lin said slowly to Nan Ming Yue Ye.

"I joined the Xiuxian Palace a week ago. I came earlier than you." Nan Mingyue Ye said slowly.

"Nonsense, I've been here for a month, earlier than you." Mo Lin lied.

In the distance, Lu Xiao was speechless when he heard Mo Lin's words, "Brother, are you really so shameless?

You've only been here for two days, is that okay?"

"So, you should leave." Mo Lin said slowly to Nan Mingyueye.

"Nonsense, don't try to lie to me. You've been here for at most half a month." Nan Mingyueye changed the subject and said, "Even if you came earlier than me, I won't give up the position of deputy hall master to you."

"Then let's see who is stronger." Mo Lin stopped talking nonsense and rushed directly towards Nan Mingyueye.

Nan Ming Yue Ye was not a pushover either. He raised the red tasseled spear in his right hand, and thirteen colors of wish power surged out as he rushed towards Mo Lin.

The two fought, and the ground shook violently.

Every time they fight, terrible power overflows.

The Evil King, the Bright King, and the Jing King looked at each other.

This is too arrogant.

Mo Lin and Nan Mingyueye did not take the three kings seriously at all.

"Don't you guys take the three of us seriously?" The evil king stepped forward and scolded.

"Do you think we three kings are vegetarians?" "Do you really think I'm fish?"

"You don't take us seriously at all."

King Jing and King Ming both expressed their dissatisfaction at the same time.

After all, they were the Three Kings of the Xiuxian Palace, but they were ignored and felt very uncomfortable.

Every time Mo Lin fought with Nan Ming Yue Ye, the score was tied.

We are all thirteen-colored mortal immortals, and when they fight each other, no one is worse than the other.

“I am not just the Thirteen-Colored Red Dust Fairy, I am also…” Before Mo Lin could finish his words, he heard Nan Ming Yue Ye’s voice.

"I not only have the thirteen-color wish power, I also have another means, controlling the weapon," As soon as the words fell, the red tassel spear in Nan Ming Yeyue's hand flew away from her palm like a flying sword.

An invisible force was controlling the red tassel spear.

As Nanming's fingers gently waved on the moonlit night.

The red tasseled spear flew towards Mo Lin, ten times faster than before.

In the blink of an eye, the red tassel spear rushed in front of Mo Lin.

Mo Lin raised his right hand and tightly grasped the red tasseled spear that was coming towards him.

The red tassel spear trembled violently in Mo Lin's hand, and a roaring sound erupted.

Mo Lin's palm was shaken so hard that it hurt. He felt that the Red Tassel Spear was like a living thing, trying to break free from his hand.

"Immortal cultivator?" Nan Mingyue looked surprised.

Then she waved her fingers lightly, and the red tasseled spear trembled violently and broke free from Mo Lin's hand.

At the same time, Mo Lin and Nan Ming Yue Ye looked at the three kings at the same time.

"Do you have any objections?" Mo Lin and Nan Mingyueye spoke at the same time, their voices overlapping.

The evil king's head was buzzing.

The two people in front of me are obviously not simple!

One is an immortal cultivator.

One who can control the weapon.

Any one of them is someone they can't afford to offend.

The Thirteen-Colored Red Dust Immortal is very powerful, but not invincible.

The Thirteen-Colored Red Dust Immortal is very powerful, but it depends on who he is compared with.

Compared with the immortal cultivators, I can't compare.

Not even as good as a person who can control a weapon.

"Prince Jing, what dissatisfaction do you have with the two adults? Just say it out." The Evil King said slowly to Prince Jing beside him.

"Damn... you bastard."

King Jing's scalp suddenly felt numb and his head was buzzing.

Express dissatisfaction?

Does he dare?
Even if he had ten times the courage, he wouldn't dare to say a word.

How could one afford to offend an immortal cultivator and a weapon controller?
"I have no opinion on the two adults."

King Jing turned his head and looked at King Ming who was standing beside him, "King Ming, didn't you just say that you were dissatisfied with the two adults?

If you have any dissatisfaction, just speak up."

"Fuck... is this how you play?"

Ming Wang was so excited that he even swore.

Throwing dirty water like this?
It’s really fucking true that even jumping into the Yellow River can’t wash it off.

Was this an expression of his dissatisfaction?
This is clearly sending him to his death.

"You two are really dirty."

The moment King Ming turned around and saw the cold gazes of Mo Lin and Nan Ming Yue Ye, his body suddenly shuddered.

A chill surged from the heels to the top of the head.

Afraid of being stabbed with several holes.

At this moment, he felt like he was about to stop breathing.

This feeling of oppression is too strong.

(End of this chapter)