Chapter 620： Conditions of Plutoism (1/2)

Facing the underworld sect that was suppressed by the soldiers, the sect masters looked serious at this time.

The general Plutos teach them that they are not afraid, even if the world's serious so-called innate masters are like ants in front of them.

But there is one person who makes them feel jealous.

”Wu Jiang! You Nether God Sect even dared to appear, aren't you afraid of being punished by Jiuzong?”

The head of the Bawu Sect was also Wu Yuan's father. He was a middle-aged man with a rough appearance. However, anyone who knew him knew that Wu Lie was a rough and mad but thoughtful person, and he was by no means an easy master.

”The head of Wu is right, the Plutoism has disappeared a hundred years ago, and now you lingering remnants of the party still have the courage to jump out, really reckless!”

The owner of Wan Beast Villa was gloomy. This time at the Nine Sect Summit, Wan Beast Villa had lost his face. At this moment, he was caught off guard by the Nether God Sect. Many disciples and beast pets died, and the grievance was not there. Place to release it.

Hearing the voices of two top powerhouses in Jiangnan Dao, in the valley, many panicked disciples are sure in their hearts.

Before they were slain by the ghosts of the **** of death, they lost their helmets and unloaded their armor, and they were blocked by the exit, it was the moment of despair. Seeing that the strong are still there now is like taking a reassurance pill.

The same is true for the Heavenly Sword Sect. Seeing that Shao Donghai and the two deputy masters of the Heavenly Sword Hall were intact, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Kuang's laughter spread throughout the valley in an instant, and it was Wu Jiang, the deputy leader of the Nether God Sect.

”Wu Jiang! What are you laughing at?!”

Seeing the sneer on the faces of the people of the Underworld Sect, the nine disciples were inexplicably surprised.

”I laughed at your death, but you are still pretending to be over there, extremely hypocritical!”

”fart!”

With a loud shout, an old man at Tianfeng Villa glared.

However, only seeing Wu Jiang, the deputy head of the Underworld Sect, took a palm of his hand, everyone only felt a space as if he had been caught in his hand, and it was instantly printed on the old man's chest.

puff!

The old man was also a master in the Earth Profound Realm, but he couldn't resist even a palm, and he spouted blood.

”Uncle Clan!”

It turns out that this old man is the uncle of the owner of Tianfeng Mountain Villa. Although his strength is not considered the top level in Tianfeng Mountain Villa, he is extremely high!

Kill the chicken and the monkey! This palm instantly closed many people's mouths.

Now everyone can see that although Jiuzong has an advantage in number, it is not as powerful as Pluto. At the level of the top masters, the gods of the gods do not lose much, and there are even the top masters like Wu Jiang who crossed the world a hundred years ago.

Except for the top masters such as the sect masters, the rest of the disciples are completely inferior to the ordinary masters of the Underworld Cult.

”The situation is a bit uncomfortable. If the Pluto religion is just these people, although it may inflict heavy damage on the nine people here, and there are not many people who can even escape, it is impossible to catch them all at once.”

Among the crowd, although Li Ye and others emerged in the Nine Sects Summit, at this moment, what really attracted attention was the game between the top powerhouses and the Plutos.

A disciple like him, no matter how genius, is only a genius, not a real strong.