Apart from him, it is difficult for anyone to have such a sharp sword.

Tianjiu opened his eyes and saw Ling Qianye's gaze. His face was not much surprised, but his face was a little bitter.

When you reach this eighth level, you will definitely have to confront other leaders of the Demon Sect.

It was not an accident here, but I didn't think that I would appear in front of Ling Qianye like a stray dog.

"You kill me."

Tianjiu said lightly.

The leaders of the divine pills of the major demon sects are not good people, and neither is Tianjiu himself.

He asked himself that when he met someone else, his first thought must be to kill someone and seize the treasure.

After all, everyone who can reach the eighth level has gained a lot. He doesn't believe that Ling Qianye will not be moved.

"It seems that it's not Qin An..."

Ling Qianye smiled and said, "Tell me who this person is, I'll spare your life."

Tianjiu's mouth twitched, not wanting to say anything.

"Actually, I can guess if you don't say it. This person is your guest minister in Tianxing Pavilion."

Ling Qianye smiled.

"How do you know?"

Tianjiu said in shock.

"I wasn't sure, but now I can."

Ling Qianye chuckled softly and said, "That man is called Lin Tian. Although his cultivation is lower, the sword in his body is as bright as the golden flame in the night sky. It is too difficult to not attract attention. But his strength,

It was beyond my expectations, and it could hurt you so badly."

Tianjiu pondered silently, showing an embarrassing look on his face.

"The information you contributed is pretty good, let me let you go!"

Ling Qianye smiled indifferently and directly crossed Tianjiu.

Lin Yun!

In the darkness, Tianjiu gritted his teeth with hatred.

Ling Qianye's contemptuous look was even more uncomfortable than killing him. He felt a strong anger in his heart, and his hatred for Lin Yun reached an unprecedented level.

I really can't swallow this breath.

Half an hour later.

In another treasure hall, the result of the shocking battle also came out.

Murong Chen in the Nether Palace defeated Chen Kui and Yan Xuan.

In the hall, a pair of silver bones and blood wings stretched out behind him. Chen Kui and Yan were hanging on the ground, and blood piled up on the ground like a stream.

The two of them were covered with extremely terrifying scars, which made people afraid to see.

Fortunately, both of them have a good foundation, and such a heavy blow would not be fatal. The eyes of Murong Chen were filled with extremely unwilling expressions.

Murong Chen's long hair was disheveled, his hands were wrapped around his chest, and his eyes were extremely cold.

He stretched out his hand and the Netherworld Flower hidden in the stone box slowly floated out and then fell into the palm of his hand.

Wow!

Murong Chen put it in the storage bracelet with a backhand move.

Tick! Tick!

Drops of blood were dripping from the silver bones and blood wings behind him, and that was the blood of Chen Kui and Yan Xuan.

The holy armor on the two men did not have much resistance in front of the pair of silver bone blood wings. Their physical bodies were almost broken by the pair of silver bone blood wings in this encounter.

That pair of silver bones and blood wings is so terrifying!

Chen Kui and Yan Xuan guessed that the pair of blood wings might contain ten thousand holy patterns and have refined a huge number of blood flame Gengjin.

"I'll go to the ninth floor first, let's rest here."

Murong Chen smiled and was in a good mood when he got the Netherworld Flower. He smiled and said, "This Qinglong Trial Hall is also a Feng Shui treasure land. If you practice hard, you may have a chance to break through, hahaha!"
Chapter completed!