Chapter 4772

Cui Jing also jumped down from the soft bed after stepping into the field of the ancient silence hall, and walked forward respectfully.

Feel the heartrending scream or mourning coming from my ears, and the indifference of Jian Wushuang's face seems to have no impact at all.

Chen Qing and others, with the same indifference, did not care.

To achieve the realm of immortality, which monk has never destroyed a realm of heaven and creatures for various reasons or starting points.

At present, such situations naturally cannot affect their mood.

The more he moved forward, jianwushuang also noticed where those howling and wailing came from. The sea of blood under his feet was all formed by the condensation and illusion of countless creatures' detained ownerless spirits.

They are being refined all the time and cannot be liberated.

Yan Xian people disdain such evil karma that goes beyond killing karma, except that Yan Xian who practices evil methods will do so.

Jian Wushuang also made a bad label for the owner of the sand devil cave who had not met in his heart.

Under the guidance of Cui Jing, the dusty door of the ancient silent hall slowly opened, and blood gushed out of the hall.

"Bring them all in." After Cui Jing gave the order, he went into the giant Hall first.

Jian Wushuang and others were also pushed in by several followers.

The hall is cold, and the whole ground is made of some kind of crystal with almost transparent material. You can directly see the deformed ghost in the sea of blood.

There is not much hidden breath in the huge hall, which is almost dark and dark. Only when the hall is deep can there be a strong breath.

"Lady Sha, I've brought all the people." Cui Jing restrained his generous appearance and said respectfully.

With a "snap", a faint fire appeared, and then the hall was illuminated.

As the hall was illuminated, black mountain spars piled up like hills, almost filling the whole back hall.

The sword's unparalleled eyes locked in front at the first time.

There, on one side of the cold seat, slowly walked down a tall body in a cloak.

The looming beautiful figure seems to be exposed at any time as she moves around.

At the same time, there were yellowish gravel surging between the ends of her hair.

The more profound facial features are cold, and the slowly scanning sword is unparalleled.

Finally, she said, "these spars are all left by you?"

No one spoke.

As if she had expected this situation, she spread out her palm again, revealing a ring with a jet black luster.

"From what I just checked, the kind of spar in this ring has accumulated to a terrible level. Are you really unclaimed?"

As her voice fell, a calm voice sounded, "that ring is mine."

With four eyes opposite, the woman called Lady Sha raised her eyebrows and smiled, "big pen, this thing is even more precious than Tianjing. How about giving it to me?"

"You think it's beautiful. Do you know the value of the things inside?" Chen Qing sneered, "you can buy all ten Heavenly regions!"

Hearing this, lady Sha asked in a low voice, "are you not a monk in this region of heaven?"

"Things can be given to you. Just let the three of us leave," Jian Wushuang said. "I think the value of these things can be changed for us to leave."

"I want things too, but I don't want to let you go. What should I do?" Lady Sha smiled treacherously.

Jian Wushuang was silent, and the palm of his back was ready to open the bowl of Yang at any time, "do you really think that you can eat us?"

"I'm not going to eat you. After all, you have brought me such rich resources." Mrs. Sha opened her mouth and stared at Jian Wushuang. "Of course I can let you go, but there is a premise here."

"If you win the competition with Cui Jing, you can leave. If you lose, you will naturally suffer from the deprivation of the spirit."

She said, and then looked at Cui Jing, "choose anyone, I just want to win."

Cui Jing nodded, then turned around and looked at the five people standing side by side.

Although he could not see through the realm of these five people, what was certain was that they were all extremely weak at the moment.

Cui Jing first ruled out Chen Qing from the bottom of his heart. After all, this guy who looks like a hob left a big shadow on him.

Then, in turn, he ruled out the meaning of killing in his eyes, and the young guard.

Finally, Cui Jing set his eyes on the matchless body of Chunqiu and Jian.

A drop of cold sweat flowed from Chunqiu's sideburns. So far, he is just a Zu level. After being badly hit, his strength was almost reduced to the lowest level. If he was selected by Cui Jing, he would never win.

As for Cui Jing at this time, he didn't think too much. He directly pointed to the sword with his hand and said, "OK, just you, come and have a try with me."

As the saying goes, persimmons should be pinched soft, which is an eternal truth.

In Cui Jing's view, this is a spoiled clan eldest son at first sight. He must be a look of goods piled up by Tiancai Zhibao. It's simply an easy thing to win him.

At this time, Chen Qing and Chunqiu all looked strange, as if they had predicted the next outcome.

The rope on Jian Wushuang's body was unbound, which did not limit his activities.

"Brother Jian, don't hold your hand later. It's best to kill him directly." Chen Qing's eyebrows danced, as if she couldn't wait.

Jian Wushuang had no choice but to shake his head. Because he didn't have a weapon in his hand, he pulled out the real sword around Chen Qing's waist, and then walked forward gracefully.

Although the derivative power in his body has recovered less than 10%, and the immortal body has been severely damaged, he can still skillfully use kendo.

At the beginning, the divine power universe Yunxiao palace and the sword immortal Ding Baiyi's more than ten thousand years of sword discussion laid a solid foundation for his kendo.

Even breaking plants and trees to make a sword can give full play to the 100% power of kendo.

At present, he stood where he was, like a rock, slowly adjusted his breathing, and began to try to establish resonance with the real sword in his hand.

Cui Jing, the opposite of him, returned to his previous dissolute appearance. In his view, the competition could end in no more than ten minutes.

Slowly condense your eyes, mix your body and Yanli all introverted in the meridians, and the real sword in the sword's unparalleled hand suddenly probes forward.

Cui Jing lowered his eyebrows and smiled. From between his arms, he began to gather several amazing dragons transformed by Yan Li.

A fight is imminent.

At this moment, di Qing is very unhappy, and a pair of eyes with the meaning of light gold burst out of murder.

This feeling that fate is in the hands of others is what he hates most.

But at present, he is helpless.

After all, di Qing underestimated Yu Bo's attack at the beginning, and only then did he end up in this situation.

He has indeed died once under Yu Bo's command.

But no one knew that this life was just one of his nine lives.

However, the death penalty is avoidable, and the living crime is inevitable. The pain after rebirth covers everything.