Chapter 1482

Swish!

Lin Yun swept his eyes and landed on the Shenlong Good Fortune Pill, looking at the dragon shadow contained in the pill thoughtfully.

This good fortune pill should have a great background, otherwise Tianjiu would not be so excited.

"Great Emperor, what does this medicinal pill do?"

"This is the Shenlong Good Fortune Pill. If it is refined in the Dragon Vein Realm, the benefits obtained can be comparable to a good fortune. Specifically, it is used to strengthen the Dragon Vein. Dragon Vein Realm is the birth of dragon veins in the body. The stronger the dragon veins, the more condensed the dragon essence. more terrifying."

"If you want to be more detailed, this Shenlong Good Fortune Pill will allow you to condense the dragon essence in the first level of the dragon vein!"

Lin Yunwen heard this and said softly, "Is it difficult to condense Long Yuan?"

"For you, it's naturally not difficult... If you accumulate such horror in Tianshen Dan, there is a high probability that dragon essence will be born in the first realm of the dragon vein. But for most people, the birth of dragon essence in the second level of the dragon vein is normal. Yes, even the Dragon Vein Triple Realm cannot give birth to Long Yuan."

"You don't know your blessings because of your blessings. Whether it's the resources given to you by the Sword Sect or the accumulation of the Dragon Dragon Star Realm, it's already beyond the reach of many people in their entire lives."

The voice of the Great Emperor sounded lingeringly, and continued: "This Divine Dragon Good Fortune Pill, not to mention making you reborn, at least in the realm of the dragon veins can make you throw away many people in an instant. Its many wonderful uses will be known after you advance to the dragon veins. ."

Can it be used after the Dragon Vein? That's a little farther.

Lin Yun put away the Shenlong Good Fortune Pill, and without rushing to the next floor, he sat cross-legged on the spot to heal.

In the battle with Tianjiu, he was seriously injured.

The sword technique that the opponent finally displayed brought a lot of trouble to Lin Yun, and all the nine thousand purple gold dragon patterns were cut off.

If it weren't for the appearance of the Golden Crow's wings, blocking the last knife, the injury would only be heavier.

Apart from the white-haired young Xiao Fan, Tianjiu should be the strongest swordsman Lin Yun has ever encountered among his peers!

While Lin Yun was healing, in the other treasure halls of the Qinglong Trial Tower.

Murong Chen in the Nether Palace was expressionless, staring at the stone box in front of him with an indifferent expression, and the restrictions on the surface of the box were being lifted little by little.

The dim light flickered, and the treasure light was hazy.

Before the ban was lifted, no one knew what kind of exotic treasures would be inside.

But no matter what, the treasures that can be placed on the eighth floor are definitely extremely rare and rare treasures. Its value is so great that it is more valuable than the other treasures combined, and the number of treasure halls on the eighth floor is obviously much less.

When the dim light stops flickering and the ban is completely lifted.

Murong Chen didn't walk forward, he was cautious by nature, and opened the treasure box with a single finger.

The stone box was opened, and a dim light flickered from it, it was a black flower. The pattern is weird and exudes the breath of death. There are twelve petals in total, and the stamens condense into a black light that cannot be seen directly.

One after another, the pure force of death was released from the flower, and the air suddenly swayed with ripples.

Weird floral fragrance, revealing a psychedelic taste.

When the fragrance of flowers covered the hall, the entire space seemed to become infinitely vast, and various visions emerged one after another.

All things wither, the earth is desolate.

The hell and the starry sky above the sky overlap, and all kinds of terrifying ghosts and monsters emerge one by one.

thump! thump!

Murong Chen's indifferent expression couldn't be calm anymore!

His heart was beating wildly, an unbelievable look appeared in his eyes, and his jaw was almost stunned.

Netherworld Holy Flower!

This... how is this possible?

Murong Chen clutched his chest and couldn't control his emotions. He was sure that what he saw was not an illusion, but really a ghost flower.

The supreme flower born on the bottom of the Nether Sea!

Condensing the purest power of death in the world, it is a sacred object in the legend of the Netherworld Hall. The Netherworld Palace once mastered three Netherworld sacred flowers, but unfortunately all of them withered to death.

There is no other reason. Back then, the Golden God Battle shattered the Nether Sea, and the Nether Sacred Flower gradually withered after it lost the water of Nether Water.

Now the broken Nether Sea is one of the nine taboos in the entire Kunlun world!

Even saints would not dare to set foot in that area easily, let alone Netherworld Flowers, even finding a little pure Netherworld Flower would be difficult.

And he, Murong Chen found a Netherworld Flower!

What a creation!

Simply destiny!

"Could it be that God destined me to become an evil saint?"

Murong Chen's eyes were fiery, and the depths of his eyes were filled with endless ambition. The evil saint, who was in charge of the world's demon sect, possessed supreme authority, and could become the disciple of the Heartless Demon Emperor.

If Murong Chen had to choose, between Shenlong Bone and Netherworld Flower, he would definitely choose the latter.

No matter how many times, the answer will not change.

As long as he gets the Netherworld Flower and exits quietly, he will make a lot of money this time.

But only children make choices. For Murong Chen, it must be all of them!

Ha ha ha ha!

Thinking of this, Murong Chen laughed wildly in his heart, and the muscles on his face, which had always been calm, could not collapse.

But at this moment, a person walked out from the opposite aisle, Chen Kui from the Hundred Ghosts Sect. His expression was hot, and he also looked at Netherworld Flower greedily, his face couldn't hide his excitement.

"Chen Kui, you want to fight with me?"

The smile on Murong Chen's face subsided, and he became an ancient well again, making people unable to see the depth.

"Ah."

Chen Kui laughed, the answer was self-evident.

Murong Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he smiled quite gently: "You should know how much the Netherworld Sacred Flower is worth to me. Give this to me, I won't fight with you for the divine keel, and I can even give it to me. You shoot once."

This is of course a deceiving nonsense, how could he let the god keel drop, it never exists.

Just before entering the ninth floor, it is naturally the best not to fight.

"Sorry, Chen never makes a choice!"

Chen Kui said lightly: "The Netherworld Sacred Flower is mine, and the divine keel will also be mine."

The benefits of the Netherworld Sacred Flower to Chen Kui will never be much less than the other party's. Is there an indisputable truth?

"Well said, this Netherworld Sacred Flower hasn't appeared for many years, so if you should fight, you have to fight!"

When the two faced off, a loud laughter came, and Yan Xuan of the Demon Sect appeared in their field of vision. He was holding a blood demon sword, with scarlet magic light lingering all over his body, and thick blood flames blooming in his eyes.

He didn't know what treasure he had refined, but at this moment, his body was full of demonic energy, and the aura of the whole person was astonishing.

Can't be good?

The smile on Murong Chen's face disappeared in an instant, and he said coldly, "I won't shed tears until I see the coffin. Let's go together!"

Murong Chen was going to fight one against two, and a shocking battle was about to break out.

Perspective shift.

In the dark and dark passage on the eighth floor, Ling Qianye, the god of the blood moon, was walking aimlessly.

He wasn't very lucky, he didn't find the treasure hall for a long time, and he walked back and forth in this labyrinth-like passage several times.

Suddenly, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and unexpectedly saw a person in the dark passage.

It's the dove!

His hair was disheveled, and he was as embarrassed as a dog. He was sitting cross-legged and closing his eyes to heal his wounds.

After getting closer, Ling Qianye found that there was an extremely terrifying sword wound on the opponent's chest. The bone can be seen deep, and blood is constantly pouring out of the wound, and the lingering sword intent is still eroding the latter's star element.

Make it difficult for him to rely on himself to heal his injuries.

"What a powerful sword!"

A strange light flashed in Ling Qianye's eyes, and he pondered, "Did you meet Qin An?"

Qin An, the leader of the Shendan of the Qijue Palace, has the highest kendo attainments and masters the divine sword intent.

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 surprised, but his expression was somewhat bitter.

On the eighth floor, other Demon Sect leaders must confront each other.

It is not an accident to meet him here, but he never thought that he would appear in front of Ling Qianye like a lost dog.

"just kill me."

Tianjiu said lightly.

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

He asked himself, seeing other people injured, the first thought must be killing people and stealing treasures.

After all, for those who can reach the eighth floor, everyone's harvest is extremely huge. He doesn't believe that Ling Qianye will not be moved.

"It doesn't seem to be 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, not wanting to say anything.

"Actually, if you don't say it, I can guess that this person is the guest of your Tianxing Pavilion."

Ling Qianye smiled.

"how do you know?"

Tianjiu said in astonishment.

"I wasn't sure before, but now I'm sure."

Ling Qianye smiled softly: "That person is called Lin Tian, ​​although his cultivation is a little lower, but the sword intent on his body is as bright as a golden flame in the night sky, it is too difficult to keep people's attention. It's beyond my expectations, it can hurt you so badly."

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

"The information you contributed is not bad, let's let you go!"

Ling Qianye smiled indifferently and directly passed Tianjiu.

Lin Yun!

In the darkness, Tianjiu gritted his teeth with hatred.

Ling Qianye's contemptuous gaze was even more uncomfortable than killing him. A deep anger rose in his heart, and his hatred for Lin Yun reached an unprecedented level.

I really can't swallow this breath.

After half an hour.

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

Nether Palace Murong Chen defeated Chen Kui and Yan Xuan with one enemy and two.

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

The two of them were covered with scary scars that made people dare not look at them.

Fortunately, the two of them have a very good foundation, such a heavy injury is not fatal, but the eyes that look at Murong Chen are full of extremely unwilling expressions.

Murong Chen's long hair was loose, and he folded his arms around his chest, his eyes were extremely cold.

He stretched out his hand, and the Netherworld Flower hidden in the stone box slowly floated out and landed in his palm.

Whoa!

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

Tick! Tick!

On the silver-bone blood wing behind him, a drop of blood kept dripping down, it 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. The flesh was almost shattered by the pair of silver-bone blood-wings when they almost met each other.

That pair of Silver Bone Blood Wings is so terrifying!

Chen Kui and Yan Xuan guessed that the pair of blood wings may contain 10,000 holy patterns, and have refined a huge amount of blood flame and gold.

"I'm going to the ninth floor first, the two of you can rest here."

Murong Chen smiled. He was in a good mood when he got the Netherworld Flower. He smiled and said, "This Qinglong Trial Hall is also a treasure of Feng Shui. If the two of you practice hard, maybe you will have a chance to make a breakthrough, hahaha!"

In the loud laughter, he was full of pride and rushed to the ninth floor of the Qinglong trial tower.