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Without further thought, he took a few steps forward, grabbed the exposed ebonstone, and then jerked it upward.

Ji Hai exerted force with both arms, and pulled upwards violently.

Between the dirt and the earth flying, the ebony stone was suddenly pulled out by Ji Hai.

This ebony stone is really as Ji Hai thought, this ebony stone is indeed the size of a skull, and it is more than enough to rub it.

Ji Hai put this ebonstone behind the storage ring.

Only then did Ji Hai turn around and walk slowly towards the flash.

As soon as Ji Hai walked out of the cave, he felt two cold eyes staring at him coldly.

His eyes flashed, and he looked in that direction, only to see a woman standing in that direction, this woman looked very similar to Jiang Yinglan, but she was not.

"Dream Qianqiu!"

Originally, Ji Hai thought that Duanmu Yunji just happened to look like Jiang Yinglan, but he didn't expect that there would be a second one!

"Give me back my piano!"

"Do you know what this qin is from the Divine Dream Sect? Do you think that if you are the Seven Peaks Peak Master of Ning Sect, you can start a war with our Divine Dream Sect on behalf of Ning Sect? ”

Meng Qianqiu snorted coldly and said coldly.

The corner of Ji Hai's mouth showed a sneer and said, "Do you think I will return it to you?" ”

"As for your so-called war, with this imitation Soul Burial Qin, it is not enough for one Six-Rank Sect to start a war with another Six-Rank Sect!"

Meng Qianqiu was stunned when she heard this, in her opinion, Ji Hai would definitely not know that this Soul Burial Qin was not a sect protector artifact.

Even Old Monster Wu didn't know at all.

But Ji Hai actually knew.

But since this is the case, it is obvious that Meng Qianqiu will not be able to easily get back the Soul Burial Qin in Ji Hai's hands.

Meng Qianqiu snorted coldly, took the next step, and his figure approached towards Ji Hai suddenly.

"Since you don't want to hand it over yourself, then I'll take it myself!"

Meng Qianqiu snorted coldly, said so, raised her slender jade hand, and pointed towards Ji Hai.

"Thousand Forest Dream Shadow!"

As soon as Dream Qianqiu's words fell, where his fingertips fell, there were ripples in the sky.

Immediately after, illusory bamboo shadows appeared under his fingertips.

As the ripples of her fingertips spread, these bamboo shadows became more and more.

"I'll give you one more chance to hand over my Soul Burial Lyre."

Meng Qianqiu stood in the void, looking condescendingly at Ji Hai below.

When Ji Hai heard this, he calmly looked at the dream of Qianqiu above.

"Let's shoot!"

Ji Hai said coldly.

Meng Qianqiu's slender eyes flashed coldly, and he spat out a word lightly.

Suddenly, the sound of swishing continued to sound.

Dao Dao bamboo shadow shot towards Ji Hai.

Ji Hai slowly clenched his fists, and then slammed his fist into the sky.

Suddenly, the ripples swirled, and the falling Dao Dao bamboo shadow suddenly turned into a dream bubble and disappeared at this moment.

As these bamboo shadows disappeared, they turned into bright lights, blocking Ji Hai's vision, and Ji Hai's eyes narrowed slightly.

In the next moment, there was a sound of breaking the air behind him.

Then Ji Hai felt a pain in his body, followed by a sonorous sound.

"Huh!"

With a soft sound, Meng Qianqiu quickly stepped back.

Ji Hai turned his head and glanced at the arm where he was in pain just now, only to see that there was an extra blood mark on his arm, and this blood mark was only extremely shallow, but I am afraid that there is not much that can make his current body and hands, if it is the original body, I am afraid that an arm will fall off at this time.

Ji Hai's eyes flashed cold, and his gaze looked at Meng Qianqiu, who slowly retreated.

Meng Qianqiu held a sword in his hand, a slender sword, this sword, the sword body was as thin as a cicada's wings.

At this moment, a drop of blood slowly flowed down from this sword, dripping on the ground, seeping into the ground.

Although Meng Qianqiu's magical power just now was powerful, and what she said seemed to tell Ji Hai that her move was powerful.

And her killing move was behind, after attracting Ji Hai, she wanted to use the sword in her hand to cut off one of Ji Hai's arms and remove the storage ring on the fingers of the broken arm.

Get her Soul Lyre back.

But she obviously didn't know that Ji Hai had divine sense, so she naturally had already noticed that Meng Qianqiu had teleported behind her, and as for the sword in Meng Qianqiu's hand, Ji Hai really didn't react.

Just when Meng Qianqiu had just teleported behind him, this sword appeared in Meng Qianqiu's hand, and then the sword was directly slashed on Ji Hai's arm.

This also made Ji Hai take a few more glances at the long sword in Meng Qianqiu's hand, but Ji Hai didn't expect this sword to be so powerful.

But Meng Qianqiu had an unbelievable expression, the refining materials of this sword were extremely strange, and it could be said that there were not many mysterious weapons that could be sharper than it, but he didn't expect that he would not be able to cut off Ji Hai's arm directly.

You must know that this sword has directly cut off the head of a strong man of the Djinn Clan.

Could it be that this Ji Hai is even more powerful than a giant spirit clan?

Meng Qianqiu would never believe it, but the reality had to make her believe it.

Meng Qianqiu looked at Ji Hai, and the long sword in his hand couldn't help but tighten.

Just then, a roar came out of the distance.

I saw a whirlpool appear in the sky in the distance, the whirlpool was small at the top and large at the bottom, and it seemed to form a channel, and the direction of the whirlpool was obviously the passage of the fifth layer.

Meng Qianqiu glanced at Ji Hai, snorted coldly and said, "Our business, when the Divine Tower is over, or leave the Xuanxiao Valley, I want to see how you explain to your ancestor!" ”

Meng Qianqiu said, his feet moved, and his figure shot away into the distance.

In Ji Hai's gaze, Meng Qianqiu disappeared under the whirlpool in the distance in an instant.

Ji Hai's eyes flashed, and he didn't hesitate much, he shot directly into the distance, and as the moment approached, Ji Hai also saw Wu Laowei, Li Taiyi and others rushing into the whirlpool.

And Ji Hai is the last one.

As soon as Ji Hai approached this whirlpool, he felt a strong suction, and with this suction, Ji Hai was directly sucked into the whirlpool.

After Ji Hai didn't inhale the whirlpool, he suddenly felt dizzy.

But after just a few breaths, those feelings disappeared.

When Ji Hai opened his eyes, he saw that he was standing in the middle of a large hall, and above the main hall there was a tower, a stone tower, a stone tower that was tens or hundreds of times smaller.

And standing around the stone tower were the four people who had just entered the fifth floor.

Meng Qianqiu, Yu Mu, Li Taiyi and Wu Lao Wei.

The four of them stood at an angle, seemingly facing each other.

And the eyes of the four of them showed greed, as if they all wanted to get the stone tower.

"Is this stone pagoda the ultimate treasure?"

Ji Hai muttered to himself.

"Yo, I didn't expect that Old Monster Wu and the four disciples of the Six-Rank Sect are here, but the old man is also going to join in the fun!"

At this moment, a voice that was not old came slowly.

Ji Hai looked back.