The Holy Demon Hall was filled with endless gunsmoke, as if it was located in the battlefield of the ages, not many people could enter, and the reason why Yue Qimei could stay outside the hall was also because of Long Xiuzhu, she couldn't see joy in her expression, and quietly watched the black-clothed figure not far away shuttling among the shadows of the swords, secretly frightened, Ye Jintian's double knife skills She had never seen through, as if there would always be new skills deriving, and new ideas were emerging.

It is said that there are only three kinds of people who can enter the Holy Demon Square on the four sides of the Holy Demon Temple, needless to say, the Holy Lord, followed by the Holy Saint, and the Holy Son and Holy Maiden of the Holy Altar.

The huge space filled with gunpowder smoke can cultivate here for thousands of miles a day, because of these smoke medicinal power that are not gunsmoke, she has a deep understanding and benefits endlessly, if it is not for the lack of strength of the forging body, she really wants to cultivate day and night.

The moment she closed her eyes, she felt that her cultivation was about to enter the military general in more than two months, she gritted her teeth, and the figure of a man appeared in her mind, her beautiful eyes first opened, and she saw Ye Jintian standing in front of her, and she raised her double knives and looked at her indifferently.

"Don't be distracted, work hard to recover!" Ye Jintian transmitted his voice into the secret, "Long Xiuzhu is about to enter the Holy Demon Pool, this is a rare opportunity, the cultivation effect outside the Holy Demon Hall will increase exponentially, your talent is not below a few Holy Maidens, if you want to survive in the Holy Altar, you only have strength." ”

Yue Qimei nodded and watched Ye Jintian carry the knife and go away, she frowned deeply, the more contact she had with this man, the more she couldn't see through, Ye Jintian, who was ranked seventh among the seven sons of the altar, was hiding so deeply, if it wasn't for Ye Jintian taking the initiative to contact her, she wouldn't know his secret at all.

In this regard, she was actually a little grateful to Wen Yiming, a Skywalker, who allowed her to move between Long Xiuzhu and Ye Jintian with ease.

Lin Ruthless's ruthlessness is far inferior to the darkness in Ye Kam Tim's heart; Ying Daozong's forbearance is also much inferior, Ye Kam Tim can follow Long Xiuzhu as the young master, and his bad intentions actually let the latter treat each other as brothers; Wang Thief and Wan Yinan stay out of the dispute, but they have a friendship with Ye Kam Tim in private; the arrogant Long Hua also sneered at Ye Kam Tim because of Ye Kam Tim's low cultivation and surrendered to Long Xiuzhu.

Yue Qimei felt that she was not the opponent of this man, the seven sons of the altar were placed in the entire Tianci Continent, and they were rare geniuses among the younger generations, Ye Jintian could actually be left and right in it, she was afraid.

Turning her head, her eyes fell on several women on the futon in the distance, Yue Qimei's heart seemed to be pinched fiercely, these three women are the so-called saints, Qianmei of the Dark Demon Sect, Chu Yarou of the Crazy Shadow, and Tong Qiuyue from the southern commoners.

Tong Qiuyue! Yue Qimei turned around and closed her eyes, reciting this name fiercely in her heart, if it wasn't for Ye Jintian's confession, she still didn't understand that Long Xiuzhu wanted to cultivate herself as a potion and become a sacrifice for Tong Qiuyue's cultivation promotion.

She has killing intent in her heart, but she doesn't dare to let it go, she knows very well that her cultivation has indeed improved very quickly after joining the altar, but she lacks powerful exercises and martial arts, which is a fatal weakness, and the combat power is far inferior to cultivation, and the people who can enter the Holy Demon Temple Square have all been instructed by the Holy Lord, and she has only learned the soul devouring power of the Xuan Needle that flooded the Holy Altar.

She could only rely on Ye Jintian as a shelter now, she thought that with her talent and wisdom, she would be able to compete with Long Xiuzhu in the near future, but Ye Jintian's words made her uncertain.

According to Ye Jintian's reminder, among the seven sons of the Holy Altar, Long Xiuzhu's cultivation is the lowest, but his potential has been personally recognized by the Holy Lord, and now among the seven sons, only Long Xiuzhu has not entered the Holy Demon Pool, and this time he hurriedly returned to enter the Holy Demon Temple and closed for two months, that is, he had to cultivate to the limit state to the Great Martial Arts Ninth Layer Great Perfection, and then enter the Holy Demon Pool.

The Holy Demon Pool, the closer to the general, the more the effect is grand, the same, the higher the cultivation is to enter the Holy Demon Pool, the more painful it is, few people in the half-step military general's cultivation into the Holy Demon Pool, the survivors are less than one, the seven sons of the Holy Altar and the three Holy Maidens only Long Xiuzhu has not entered, with this kind of extreme cultivation to enter the Holy Demon Pool, it has not been for hundreds of years, if it can survive, the potential is endless, and the combat effectiveness is extremely terrifying.

Yue Qimei heard Ye Jintian persuade Long Xiuzhu with her own ears and asked him not to wait until the half-step general to enter, the original scene, she could completely describe Ye Jintian's attitude with a dead admonition, but Long Xiuzhu only had one sentence.

If you don't succeed, you'd rather die!

Not only was she afraid, but Ye Jintian was also cold, she knew very well that Ye Jintian's death advice was purely selfish, as if she knew that Long Xiuzhu could succeed, how could she not have this kind of worry.

In addition to Lin Wuru, Ying Daozong and Long Hua, who went to the northern Xinjiang, the younger generation who were qualified to enter the Holy Demon Temple Square would all come to witness Long Xiuzhu's life and death.

It is impossible for Yue Qimei not to be afraid, once Long Xiuzhu succeeds, not only will his status in the altar soar, but his strength will be undoubted, maybe the first thing she will do after stable cultivation is to go to Wen Yiming to find a place, she knows too well the attraction of Skywalker to Long Xiuzhu.

Moreover, because of the sudden departure of Lin Wuru and the three of them, it has attracted the attention of the higher-ups, why would a little-known small character make the empty Seven Sons unforgettable.

Perhaps, the investigation of the altar has already begun, and as far as she can think of, Long Xiuzhu is the same.

Yue Qimei heard the movement of the soft conversation, and opened her eyes to see that it was the king thief, this is a chic and uninhibited man, dressed casually and concisely without being frivolous, with his hands behind his back and smiling and talking side by side with the man who was talking.

"Why don't you speak?" In case the man looked at the impoverished Ye Jintian, smiled and shook his head at the king thief to avoid everyone, and walked to the other side of the Holy Demon Palace.

Wang Thief raised his sword eyebrows and chuckled: "What's the matter? I was rejected by Tong Qiuyue, I'm embarrassed to be together, don't give up, I'll top you!"

While talking, the two of them were far away from everyone, walked to the other corner of the Holy Demon Temple, sat down cross-legged, and said unhappily: "Don't talk about cool words, why don't you go to Qianmei to express your confidence?"

"Anyway, this time Xiuzhu is a ruined boat, what do you say Longhua and they think?" Wang Thief glanced at Qianmei in the distance and changed the topic.

In case the man laughed, he didn't say anything, and answered: "No matter what they think, Xiuzhu is good at everything, but he is too competitive to allow others to be better than him!"

Wang Thief pursed the corners of his lips, "No way, being the head of the seven sons of the altar, it is normal to be targeted by hostility, if he is not self-reliant, is he waiting to be eliminated, this is not a simple survival of the fittest, it is fatal." ”

In case the man raised his hand and patted the king thief on the shoulder, he said with emotion: "Fortunately, I was corrupted by your eating, drinking, and having fun, and I got a blessing in disguise, but I stayed out of it, brother, thank you!"

The king thief opened the man's hand with his hand, and said with a white eye: "Come less, get cheap and sell well." Actually, Xiuzhu is very pitiful. ”

"Why?" asked the man, leaning back against the pillar.

Wang Thief glanced at him, "Does he have any friends?" Longhua can't wait to put him to death, what do you think?"

In case the man sighed, looked at the sword shadow in the distance, and said, "It's okay, Jin Tian is good to him." ”

"Really?" the thief looked him in the eye and sneered!