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

Tianjiu opened his eyes and saw Ling Qianye's gaze. There was no surprise on his face, but the expression on his face was somewhat bitter.

When we reach this eighth floor, we will definitely have to fight with other demon sect leaders.

Meeting him here was not an accident, but he never expected that he would appear in front of Ling Qianye like a lost dog.

"You kill me."

Tianjiu said calmly.

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

He asked himself, if he saw other people being injured, his first thought would definitely be to kill and seize the treasure.

After all, for those who can reach the eighth level, everyone's gains will be extremely huge. He doesn't believe that Ling Qianye will not be tempted.

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

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

The corners of Tianjiu's mouth twitched and he didn't want to say anything.

"Actually, I can guess even if you don't tell me, this person is your guest at Tianxing Pavilion."

Ling Qianye smiled.

"How do you know?"

Tianjiu said in great shock.

"I wasn't sure at first, but now I'm sure."

Ling Qianye laughed softly and said: "That man's name is Lin Tian. Although his cultivation level is a little low, the sword intent on his body is as bright as the golden flame in the night sky. It is too difficult not to attract attention. It's just his strength.

It's beyond my expectation that it could hurt you so badly."

Tianjiu was silent, with an embarrassed look on his face.

"The information you contributed is pretty good, let me give you a break!"

Ling Qianye smiled lightly and passed Tianjiu directly.

Lin Yun!

In the darkness, Tianjiu gnashed her teeth in hatred.

Ling Qianye's contemptuous look was more uncomfortable than killing him. Deep anger arose 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 that shocking battle also came out.

Murong Chen in the Nether Palace defeated Chen Kui and Yan Xuan with one against two.

In the hall, a pair of silver-bone blood wings stretched out behind him. Chen Kui and Yan Xuan fell to the ground, and blood piled up on the ground like a stream.

The two men were covered in extremely horrific scars, making people afraid to look at them.

Fortunately, both of them had good foundations, so such severe injuries were not fatal. However, the eyes they looked at Murong Chen were filled with extremely unwilling expressions.

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

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

Wow!

Murong Chen made a backhand move and put it into his storage bracelet.

Tick! Tick!

On the silver-bone blood wings behind him, drops of blood kept dripping down. That was the blood of Chen Kui and Yan Xuan.

The holy armor on the two of them did not have much resistance in front of the pair of silver-bone blood wings. Their physical bodies were almost torn to pieces by the pair of silver-bone blood wings when they met.

That pair of silver-bone blood wings is so terrifying!

Chen Kui and Yan Xuan guessed that the pair of blood wings might contain ten thousand sacred patterns and have been refined with a huge amount of blood flame Geng gold.

"I'm going to the ninth floor first. You two can have a good rest here."

Murong Chen smiled with a smile on his face. He was in a good mood after receiving the Nether Flower. He smiled and said: "This Qinglong Trial Hall is also a treasured Feng Shui place. If you two practice hard, you may have a chance to make a breakthrough, hahaha!"
Chapter completed!