After listening to Ji Xuande's inform, Ji Yan didn't make any waves.

Such a powerful Thunder God Temple has nothing to do with him at the moment.

The strength did not allow him to go up, but he had the curiosity to see the Thunder God Temple.

To say that whoever can step into the Thunder God Temple can become a god on the ground, Ji Yan 10,000 don't believe this.

Cultivation must rely on oneself to accumulate and improve step by step.

What becomes a god on the ground is simply a fantasy.

To say, there is a god-level magic trick in the Thunder God Temple, which makes people believe it even more.

Time passed, and the meal was quickly served.

Ji Yan listened to the other tables talking about the Thunder God Temple with relish, and ate slowly.

From the mouths of the guests in the restaurant, it was learned that the Thunder God Temple would descend on the Golden Spirit Desert in three days.

Ji Yan didn't lack time for the time being, and he was already planning to stay and take a look, to see with his own eyes how magnificent the Thunder God Temple was.

......

After a meal, I was full of food and drink, and when I left the restaurant, I saw that the night was shrouded.

"Young master, the spirit stones on the old slave are almost exhausted. Ji Xuande said shyly.

When Ji Yan heard this, he said lightly: "This is not simple, isn't the desert outside the city full of treasures?"

"Young master, this is absolutely unacceptable! At night, the golden spirit scorpion will come out in groups to forage for food. Ji Xuande said: "No one dares to spend the night in the Golden Spirit Desert. ”

"Little friend, please rest assured, the two True Venerables left a lot of top-grade spirit stones during their lifetimes, which is enough for you to squander for a while. At this time, the voice of the firearm spirit came, and the voice was very confident.

When Ji Yan heard this, his soul probed into the Fire Tower and took out a Sumeru spirit ring.

Soul Nian glanced at the Sumeru Spirit Ring, a pile of spiritual energy, a mountain of spirit stones the size of a baby's palm, and Soul Nian swept out an approximate number, more than 4.6 million.

There are more than 4.6 million top-grade spirit stones, no wonder the firearm spirit is so confident.

"You don't have to worry about the spirit stone. Ji Yan said calmly: "Find a place to settle down first." ”

Ji Xuande nodded when he heard this, and walked around the city for a long time, the night had completely covered the world, and all the inns he asked were full.

After walking around again, almost all the inns in the city were already full, and the ones that were not full had already been booked.

This made Ji Yan feel a headache, and he no longer asked what inn he was, and directly spent a hundred top-grade spirit stones to rent a garden to live in.

Lingshi is divided into, lower grade, middle grade, upper grade, and best!

One medium grade is equal to one hundred lower grades.

One top grade is equal to one hundred medium grades.

One top is equal to one hundred top grades.

However, if you take a hundred low-grade spirit stones, you can't buy medium-grade spirit stones.

The high-level spirit stone, the purer the aura contained in it.

It's night, the night sky is full of stars, and ten thousand stars are shining.

Late at night, Ji Yan was refining the best spirit stone cultivation, and suddenly a cold aura appeared outside the door, although it was very weak, it still couldn't escape Ji Yan's perception, this was not Ji Xuande's breath, which made him suddenly open his eyes.

"Crunch~"

At this moment, the door was slowly pushed open.

A dark shadow walked in from the night.

There was a thud, and the door slammed shut.

In the dark night, it was no longer possible to interfere with Ji Yan's vision, only to see someone coming, dressed in a black cloak, wearing a mask on his face, and his breath was very cold.

"What's the matter?"

Seeing the latter standing still at the table, Ji Yan spoke indifferently.

"You were born to be an assassin, are you interested in joining our hell?"

The voice of the visitor was hoarse, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman.

From this person, in Ji Yan's strong perception, he felt an extreme pressure. There is no doubt that this is a terrifying assassin. has reached the point of returning to the basics, and all of them have gathered up a powerful cultivation aura without revealing the slightest.

Ji Yan knew very well that the person who came must be an assassin who cultivated to terror.

This man is an Assassin of Hell, who has come for the Temple of Thor.

Just now he passed over Hanhai City, and he sensed the aura that Ji Yan inadvertently revealed when he was cultivating, which was too similar to their hellish breath, so he came down to ask.

Hell is a very dirty assassin organization, and as long as it can afford enough profits, there is no race in the world that they will not kill.

After listening to this, Ji Yan was very interested, and to be honest, he liked the professions of assassins and killers very much. In his previous life, Guy was a mercenary killer who specialized in assassinating high-ranking people. Now I heard that the other party is from an Assassin group called Hell......

At that moment, an undetectable light flashed in his eyes, and he said, "You... Is there a teleportation array to the West Continent?"

"Haha!" When the black-clothed cloaked man heard this, he laughed lightly and said, "In every region of the Tianwu Realm, we have a teleportation array in the Hell, even if it is the Western Wilderness and the Northern Wilderness, we can go there. ”

The Western Wilderness is the territory of the Wu Clan and the Demon Clan, and the Northern Wilderness Dwarf Race occupies it exclusively.

Ji Yan was very refreshing, the corners of his mouth hooked, revealing a cold smile, and he agreed: "It's no problem to join your hell, but in the near future, I want to use a teleportation array to go to the Jade Immortal Palace in Xizhou." Is it possible?"

"This little power is a small matter in front of me. However, it depends on whether you are worth it or not, and let me use this power. The man in the black cloak smiled hoarsely.

"I don't think I'm going to let you down. Ji Yan showed a long-lost evil smile.

"Alright, come back with me to register my identity! The night owl's voice was hoarse, "In addition, you are a Terran, and you need to test your Terran bloodline before giving you a rank status." ”

"Oh, I'm a Terran, aren't you hell all Terran?" Ji Yan's cold eyes condensed slightly.

"Of course, we have no race in Hell, as long as we have the potential to be assassins, we will not refuse to come. The night owl smiled hoarsely, and his voice was terrifying.

Ji Yan got off the bed, walked to the table on the side, opened the drawer, took out a pen and paper, and wrote a few lines on it.

Then, he pressed this piece of paper on the tea table in front of the bed, and placed a Sumeru spirit ring on it.

There are three million top-grade spirit stones in it, which are reserved for Ji Xuande, who has been abandoned for his own cultivation over the years, and seeing his loyalty to the original body, Ji Yan felt something.

"As an Assassin, you are supposed to be cold-blooded and ruthless. ”

Looking at Ji Yan's actions, the night owl said.

"I don't need you to teach me. Ji Yan said coldly: "We can go." ”

The night owl laughed, grabbed Ji Yan's shoulder, and disappeared like a gust of wind.

Ji Yan still underestimated the strength of the night owl, his movement speed was like teleportation, and he was definitely a Cave Void True Venerable.

Leaving Hanhai City in the blink of an eye, the speed of the night owl was so fast that Ji Yan was in it, as if he had no concept of time, it was too fast!

Fifty miles away from Hanhai City, over a desert, the night owl stopped.

Then, after taking off the skull black token hanging from his waist, and injecting a trace of energy, he took a step forward with Ji Yan and disappeared directly here.

Ji Yan only felt a flower in front of him, and then came to a small world of forest cold.

Looking at the four fields, it was empty, only in front of it stood a majestic and mammoth, with eighteen floors, like a palace cast by a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

Ji Yan took a deep breath of this breath, and there was a hint of intoxication on that Zhang Jun's face, he was particularly fascinated by the smell of this mountain of corpses and blood, this was the first time he had smelled this kind of breath that he had not seen for a long time since he came to this world.