In a richly decorated room of the Nether Sect, an elder walked in slowly. He had just returned from the Valley Chamber of Commerce and was about to report to the third prince.

"Pingze Xing, how are things going?"

A handsome, arrogant young man asked.

"Third Prince Qiqi, I have already done everything, Peng Lei said that he will definitely snatch the poisonous dragon spear back. Also, here are the eight million spirit stones exchanged for the poisonous dragon lance. ”

Ping Zexing handed a Qiankun bag to the third prince of the Netherworld Sect and whispered.

This Pingze Xing is Pingzelang's uncle, he heard that Pingzelang was killed a few days ago, so he hurried back to the Pingze Dynasty, wanting to compete for the throne of the Pingze Dynasty. Na Cheng thought that the Pyeongtaek Dynasty had fallen, and all the territories had been divided. Pingze Xing wanted to re-establish the Pingze Dynasty, but he was powerless, and in the end, Pingze Xing could only return to the Netherworld Sect.

"Very well, don't tell anyone about it. ”

The third prince of the Netherworld Sect took the Qiankun bag, opened it and took a look, and found that there were eight hundred colorful spirit stones inside.

"Hahaha! With these colorful spirit stones, I will definitely be able to break through the current realm. When the time comes, I must trample the eldest prince under my feet. ”

A trace of ruthlessness flashed on the face of the third prince of the Netherworld Sect, and the colorful spirit stones contained extremely rich energy. As long as ordinary people absorb a piece of Colorful Spirit Stone, their cultivation can be greatly improved.

"Third son, since you care so much about the poisonous dragon gun, why don't you snatch it back yourself?"

Ping Zexing asked cautiously.

"Is this what you should know?"

The third prince of the Netherworld Sect glared at Ping Zexing, and the frightened Ping Zexing hurriedly knelt down.

"Third son, it's a subordinate's mistake, please forgive the third son. Ping Zexing kowtowed very hard, and the floor was knocked with a bang.

"Get up, knock me any more, I'm afraid you'll break my floor." Remember not to say what you shouldn't say in the future, and don't ask questions you shouldn't ask. ”

The third prince of the Netherworld Sect warned with a gloomy face.

"Yes, the subordinates must remember the teachings of the third prince. Ping Zexing said with relief.

After Pingze walked, the third prince of the Netherworld Sect instantly jumped like thunder. He was angry, angry with the eldest prince of the Netherworld Sect. If it weren't for the eldest prince of the Netherworld Sect, he wouldn't have fallen to where he is today.

The eldest son of the Netherworld Sect is talented and amazing, and no matter what happens, he will overwhelm the third son. Not only that, but the eldest prince is also very good at intruding on schemes. Under the strategy of the eldest prince step by step, the third prince was forced to leave the power struggle of the Netherworld Sect and become a bare-pole commander.

The third son knows that it is easy for the baby to flow out, but it is difficult to snatch it back. The third prince now only has the cultivation of the Supreme Realm One Heavy Heaven, and he knows that it is difficult to snatch back the Poison Dragon Spear with his own strength, so he must let someone stronger help him snatch back the Poison Dragon Lance.

The current third prince is a fox and a fake tiger monkey, who can only use the prestige of the Netherworld Sect to command some ignorant and incompetent people.

"Son, one day I will take back everything that belongs to me. ”

The third prince's eyes burned with anger, and he said with a cruel smile.

There was a man walking back and forth at the headquarters of the Glen Chamber of Commerce, a little restless. Finally, there was a hint of determination in the man's eyes, and he clapped his hands again.

Dozens of figures immediately appeared in the gloomy corner, and all of these figures bloomed with a powerful aura.

"You go with the Ruthless Twin Evils to snatch the Poison Dragon Lance, and you must snatch the Poison Dragon Lance back for me. ”

There was a hint of majesty in Peng Lei's voice, these people were all cultivated by him, so Peng Lei had a sense of superiority in front of these people.

Peng Lei was worried about whether the Ruthless Twin Demons would be able to snatch back the Poison Dragon Spear. In order to be sure, Peng Lei decided to send out the Valley Guards of the Glen Chamber of Commerce. These Valley Guards were all cultivators with strong combat power, and even the powerhouses of the Supreme Realm Triple Heaven were not necessarily the opponents of these Valley Guards.

"Yes, we will get the job done. ”

All the Glen Guardians replied loudly.

After arranging all this, Peng Lei sat in his chair. Peng Lei's mood gradually relaxed, and now he was on double insurance. As long as there are no accidents, these Valley Guards will definitely be able to retrieve the Poison Dragon Lance.

Peng Lei was not afraid of the Netherworld Sect, but in a conflict with the Netherworld Sect. Peng Lei understood that if he fought against the Netherworld Sect, there was only one way to die. Therefore, whatever the Netherworld Sect ordered, Peng Lei would do it with all his might.

In a clearing lot, there were already hundreds of corpses near Ling Zimo and the Cambrian Emperor, and many of these corpses were powerhouses of the Supreme Realm.

"There's no one else to rob me of my poison dragon gun, and if there isn't, I'll be gone. Ling Zimo said boredly.

There were still many people around here, but after seeing Ling Zimo's terrifying combat power, they didn't dare to make a move against Ling Zimo. It was in the battle just now that Ling Zimo killed three Supreme Realm and One Heaven powerhouse with one shot, this kind of strength was really a bit too strong.

The Cambrian Emperor just looked at Ling Zimo quietly and did not speak.

Suddenly, a black-clothed Supreme Realm Double Heaven powerhouse used his hand as a knife and struck at Ling Zimo's back.

"What kind of hero is a hero who shoots behind people's backs. The Cambrian Emperor snorted coldly, and the Supreme Realm Dual Heaven powerhouse immediately froze in mid-air and couldn't move. The strong man in black wanted to escape from here, but he was shocked to find that he couldn't move even half an inch. It was as if there were countless chains in the void that bound him.

"Old man Cambrian, thank you. Ling Zimo said with a smile.

"It's awkward for the words of thanks coming out of your kid's mouth. Cambrian said with a smile.

"You shot me in the back, but you didn't kill me. So I'm going to strike at you head-on, but I'm going to kill you. ”

Ling Zimo didn't have a trace of expression on his face, and said in a cold voice.

"You ......"

The black-clothed Supreme Realm Dual Heaven powerhouse pointed his finger at Ling Zimo and wanted to say something, but he didn't say it after all, because Ling Zimo didn't want to hear that this despicable villain who liked to shoot behind others' backs said another word.

"This boy is too strong, let's not snatch the poisonous dragon spear. If we continue to snatch the Poison Dragon Lance, we may lose our lives. ”

"You coward, it's not that this young man is powerful, but the poisonous dragon spear in his hand is powerful. As long as we can grab the Poison Dragon Lance, we can become even more powerful than him. ”

"This young man has been fighting with us for so long, his Yuan Power must have been exhausted, and now he is vulnerable. We continued to attack him, and he didn't last long. ”