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Shui screamed silently, and his left arm disappeared in an instant, causing cold sweat to break out on his forehead. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Don't play tricks, otherwise, it won't be a broken arm!" Ning Qingying glanced at Shui Shui silently and said coldly.

"You ......"

Shui Silent had a dead ash in his eyes, and in order to temporarily save his life, he confessed the secret of His Royal Highness King Qin, which was really a last resort.

He knew King Qin's vicious methods that once he rebelled, even his relatives would not be spared.

Shui Silent thought that if he pretended to give in, and then raided and killed the girl in front of him, no one would know about his confession, but he found that he was wrong.

The girl in front of her was so powerful that she actually comprehended the sword intent!

There was a sound of footsteps, and three figures appeared at the foot of the stone steps.

"Fourth brother!"

Xin Ming's divine sense swept out, and he was shocked to find that the person who came was the remaining three of them.

"It's you!"

One of them saw Ning Qingying and immediately recognized her as the woman they hadn't caught up with in Guiyuan City.

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At this moment, in the Qin Palace, in a dark place in the side hall, Zhu Ximing, who was carrying Wu Yuegou on his back, walked out slowly.

"Refining Yin Pot, it is rumored that this pot can refine divine sense, King Qin is going to the central part, now is a good opportunity!" Zhu Ximing's eyes were fiery.

Three hundred meters away from Zhu Ximing, where the black robed Jin Wuming passed, the black fog was filled, and all the servants and guards of the Qin Palace's mansion fell to the ground.

Zhu Ximing sensed a slight noise behind him and turned his head to look.

The two gazes met in the air, and the air seemed to condense.

"Haha...... Unexpectedly, some old friends are here!" Zhang Bangchang floated in from a distance and laughed loudly. "You heard the news of King Qin's departure, right?"

"Zhang Bangchang, after winning the Yin Refining Pot, I will settle accounts with you!" Zhu Ximing's expression was not good.

"Haha, I'm happy to accompany you!" Zhang Bangchang laughed, and with his voice, in the distance, Li Lingfan, Fan Jiuzhuan, Gu Yue Chanjuan, Li Rushuang and other true disciples of the Lingyuan Sword Sect walked out.

Farther away, bright or dark, there are plenty of people.

Seeing this situation, Zhu Ximing's figure suddenly accelerated, and he went straight to the side hall where the cave was located.

Rumble!

A burst of explosions came from the cave, and Zhu Ximing rushed in without thinking about it.

"It's ......"

The scene in front of him shocked Zhu Ximing's heart, one of the four major guards under King Qin, Luohua Liushui, had his hands cut off, a list text, a blood sword, plus the Ning Qingying of the Lingyuan Sword Sect, against the four people of Luohua Liushui, he actually had the upper hand.

"There are many powerful characters this time...... Zhu Ximing's expression was gloomy, regardless of the fierce battle in front of him, he flashed in through the small door on the side.

Seeing this situation, Ning Qingying and Luohua Liushui were no longer entangled, and followed closely.

Xin Ming's divine sense swept out, pointing the way for Ning Qingying, and many familiar figures flocked to him.

Suddenly, nine stone gates appeared in front of him, each stone door was closed, Xin Ming's divine sense swept in, and he immediately opened his mouth to Ning Qingying. "Sister Qingying, the Ninth Gate!"

Because, Xin Ming saw a light in the ninth gate.

Ning Qingying pushed open the ninth gate and rushed in, and hundreds of meters later, there were nine more gates.

"First course!"

Xin Ming said.

At this moment, Xin Ming had already figured out King Qin's thoughts, and the stone gate he set up implied the meaning of the Ninety-Five Honor, and its intention to seize the throne was obvious.

"Get out of here!"

The moment Ning Qingying opened the stone door, a bald figure rushed over.

Laugh at!

Ning Qingying didn't say a word, the frost split out, sparks splashed everywhere, Zhu Ximing's Wu Yue hooked, and his whole body took advantage of the situation to escape into the stone gate, Ning Qingying's face changed, and he followed in.

As far as the eye can see, it is a space with a radius of five miles, and lanterns are hung on the stone walls around it, illuminating this place as bright as day.

At this moment, many sect cultivators from the three major countries have entered the space.

In the center of the space, there were two huge altars, one of which depicted a huge formation, and seeing that around that altar, there were eight pits one meter square, Xin Ming's heart was shocked, this is the teleportation array that releases spirit stones?

There is also an altar top, with a pitch-black pot almost five meters high.

This pot has two ears, the lid of the pot is half covered, bursts of green smoke come out of the pot, and on the wall of the pot, there are two ancient words of 'refining yin'.

"A Yin Refining Pot that can refine Divine Sense!"

The moment they saw this pot, nearly a hundred monks who followed up had fiery eyes and exclaimed.

Suddenly, the stone door of the space slammed shut with a bang.

The monks looked at each other in shock.

Swish!

On the four walls of the space, a large number of black-clothed people in black clothes and black pants suddenly appeared, there were eighty-one of them!

These black-clothed people only showed their eyes, and Xin Ming felt a powerful Rongyuan Realm aura from these people.

Boom!

The man in black unfolded his sword and pounced on the monk beside him.

The war broke off in an instant.

Zhu Ximing escaped the siege of a group of black-clothed people and pounced on the Yin Refining Pot, not only him, Jin Wuming, Zhang Bangchang and others also rushed to the Yin Refining Pot.

The name of the Yin Refining Pot has spread all over the world, and it can refine the divine sense, and it is a treasure that monks dream of!

The news that King Qin owned the Yin Refining Pot leaked out somehow, attracting all parties to come and snatch it.

Zhu Ximing flew up in the air and landed on the spout of the Yin Refining Pot, at this moment, he was covered in black energy, as if a demon god was coming to the world.

"Demon Dao!"

Everyone exclaimed, and there were even many people who took a few steps back, and most of the methods of the demon Dao powerhouses were ruthless, injuring the enemy by one thousand and injuring eight hundred.

Zhu Ximing fought on the Yin Refining Pot, he raised it with one hand, and the demonic energy surrounded him, and slapped on the Yin Refining Pot, and the Yin Refining Pot instantly burst into black light, and the entire underground space shook.

"The Tianyin Refining Magic Technique is really effective!" Zhu Ximing was overjoyed, the Tianyin Refining Magic Technique was a magic technique that he had obtained by accident, especially for controlling spiritual weapons.

Judging from the current situation, the Yin Refining Pot shook for a while, which was obviously a sign that refining was about to begin.

"The Yin Refining Pot belongs to Zhu! Anyone who participates in the robbery will be killed!" Zhu Ximing's murderous aura was great, and he roared suddenly, and the demonic qi spread!

In addition, he is known as the first monk of the young generation of the Three Kingdoms, which makes the cultivation of the surrounding areas all together.

With Zhu Ximing's refining, there was a sound of ghosts crying and wolf howls in the Yin Refining Pot, Jin Wuming's expression was fierce, and the poisonous mist was filled between the waves of his sleeves, and the whole person rushed forward.

Zhang Bangchang didn't say a word, the Seven Killing Fist burst out, and a huge fist bombarded the Yin Refining Pot, and the Yin Refining Pot made a loud noise, but it didn't move a bit.

"Haha...... Ha ha...... Seeing this situation, Zhu Ximing laughed wildly, and while refining the Yin refining pot, Wu Yue flew up, constantly confronting the monks who pounced.

"Sister Qingying, this thing belongs to King Qin, we must get our hands on it!" Xin Ming looked at the Yin Refining Pot and said.

Ning Qingying waved the condensing frost, and a twenty-meter-long sword slashed out and slashed at the Yin Refining Pot, but he couldn't let the Yin Refining Pot move a bit.

"Is it?No one can help the Yin Refining Pot?" Xin Ming sneered, and Bang Wen flew up and went straight to the Yin Refining Pot.

A whirlpool with the size of a grinding disc appeared and crashed into the Yin Refining Pot!