I didn't expect this Chaos Black Ding to be quite arrogant!

He went on strike without the burning fire of the heavens!!

Thinking of that little flame, Ling Luoyu didn't feel a little frustrated.

"Yes, alchemy is no longer fun!"

Fortunately, her current cultivation is no longer in a hurry to use Yun Poppy Pill to break the predicament, otherwise she will not die in a hurry!

"The Chaos Black Ding is a treasure of the Chaos Netherworld, and if you want to control it, it is naturally not something that mortals can do!" The voice of nothingness was a little more solemn.

Ling Luoyu's silver teeth bit lightly: "Burning the Heavenly Karmic Fire, what kind of anti-heaven effect can you have?!" ”

On the Taoist Academy, the west side of the martial arts field.

Thirty people stood in six rows, with their hands behind their backs, standing upright.

They wore uniform black clothes and trousers, which were simple and neat.

These people are all selected cleaners, and the Xuan Qi is faintly emanating, all above the Xuan God.

From afar, the team led by Ling Luoyu came in a light step, attracting them to look sideways in unison, with strange eyes.

They all got the news, and while cleaning up, they also had to take on the responsibility of "wet nurse", that is, to protect this group of brothers who were only under Emperor Xuan.

Feng Chenglin was a little weak-hearted, "Three Shao, these people ...... Are they really all above the gods? ”

In Ling Luoyu's devilish training, he finally climbed to the high position of the Xuan Soul Duo, and before his sense of superiority came out, he was defeated into scum by a group of Xuan Gods!!

His cultivation, in front of them, is almost scum!!

Ling Luoyu squinted and raised his eyebrows: "Look at your cowardice!" What happened to the Mystery God? One day you can become a god of the gods, they just ascended to the position of gods one day before you! ”

As soon as she said this, Feng Chenglin's self-confidence came back a few points, and she couldn't help but straighten her waist.

"It's too!"

As soon as these words came out, they immediately attracted Du Kongli's eyes.

"You're so confident!"

Is it something you want to achieve!?

Wu Yefeng frowned at the other group of people: "Who are they!?" ”

On one side of the thirty, four stood side by side.

They were dressed differently, they were not uniform black robes, and it seemed that their identities were similar to Ling Luoyu and them, they were all people who wanted to enter the underground world.

Ling Luoyu's eyes fell on the last person's body, and his eyebrows raised slightly.

Mo Xuanchen!?

He was even one of them.

Although he had changed his appearance and looked like a rough man, inconspicuous, his unique aura made Ling Luoyu see the clues at a glance.

The Northern Master beckoned Ling Luoyu and the others to return to their positions, and stood with everyone, and then introduced each other.

Sure enough, those four people were also teammates who were about to enter the underground world, and they were under Ling Luoyu's management.

There were forty of them, and the one who led them into the underworld was the Immortal Elder who was responsible for controlling the abyss.

He has a white beard and black hair, he doesn't smile, and he looks more serious than the Heartless Elder, which makes Feng Chenglin a little painful.

While everyone was collecting their gear, he muttered and complained.

"Sanshao, how can I feel that we are thrilling this time?!"

Ling Luoyu squinted: "Nonsense! The people who dispatched were all masters of the Xuan God and the Peep Realm, if it weren't for the danger, how could they send such a cultivator to come forward!? ”

If that underground world is full of holy beasts, divine beasts, and supreme beasts, then except for the cultivation above the Xuan God, it really can't be played!

Feng Chenglin's gaze turned to the back, sideways to Ling Luoyu, and lowered his voice: "Then what kind of cultivation do you say the four of them are?!" ”

What he was referring to was the four rough men who were with Mo Xuanchen.

These four people were as black as iron and expressionless from beginning to end.