"Sanctuary in the East China Sea, in the vast mountains outside Tianyang City".

"A figure invaded in vain, let the birds and beasts in the forest all be shocked and scattered."

Nangongluo of the Tenjin Auction House brought dozens of sword-level monks summoned by himself. Most of the time, he later went to a hidden cave covered by a lush jungle.

"Jun Ling 殇 followed Qin Tian's side" Dai Mei Qian 蹙 "Good to let me accompany you to do the task of the Tenjin Auction House, delaying my time".

"Amount",

Don't worry, I will accompany you to the "Goddess Palace" when this task is over. "Qin Tian grinned and answered."

"——Boom".

"At the end of the secluded cave, a dusty door opens"! After the people walked in, they suddenly came to a magnificent palace lobby, and a large number of Yuan Jing and spirit soldiers were scattered on the surrounding ground.

But this time they paid for obeying Nangongluo's command, so a dozen sword master monks did not act lightly.

"Da da".

Taonan Gongluo walked directly to the inside of the palace and saw that the girl was not interested in Yuan Jing on the ground. "Dozens of sword kings who divide the next three and then divide the two are to divide things up."

"That is……"! On the boxy pond, a sparkling ball of light suspends, giving a vast ocean-like energy fluctuating light, exuding a seductive and delicious breath!

"It's the soul mark of Shuiwu soul"!

"Accepted the mission of the Tenjin Auction House, repaired as the highest sword King Jiuzhong Heavenly Elder" exclaimed.

Wu appears to be a powerful man with a blood vein of Wuhun who has fallen behind, and the Wuhun has become a remnant of the spirit. "And after the death, a Wuhun spirit seal can be formed, at least a fourth-order Wuhun."

"Yes". Nangong Luo turned around and explained, "The most common Wuhun soul is the Wuxing Wuhun. The other Wuhun are mutated Wuling souls, which are more precious than the Wuxing Wuhuns."

虽然 Although this "Water Spirit Wuhun Lingyin" is of great value, only the monks who have awakened the water attributes of the blood soul can absorb and increase their martial spirit power, and I have the "third-order water attribute Wuhun".

"Ling Ling, your Qing Cai Ling You Que Wu Soul bloodline, or a variant Ling Wu soul"! Qin Tian smiled and looked at Jun Lingxi, "My lady is amazing ~".

"It's tickling again, right?"

Jun Ling 殇 stared at the boy fiercely.

"All of you, I am going to absorb the soul seal of Wu Soul, and I will definitely be attacked. Your task is to help me resolve that counterattack force!" Nangong Luo's tone was solemn, "I hope that no one will be misguided, otherwise the **** auction house will not let him go!"

Only when the voice fell, Nangongluo was a soft and mysterious water-like Wuhun light in the body, which turned into a stream suspended like a heavenly cover! "Then, the water Wuhun turned into a swift spin and turned into a vortex, swallowing the Wuhun spirit mark in front of it".

"Ka ... Boom!"

"The Wuhun Lingyin is like a Buddha egg shell, with a crack on the surface! It reveals a huge water power Wushun power, and a violent destruction of back-phasing energy swept away, wanting to tear Nangongluo's Wuhun vortex. ".

"Hands on."

Seeing this scene, the Sword King monks present are not hesitating! Sit down one after another, the majestic Zhenyuan in the body was released to suppress the "backwash power of Wuhun Lingyin"!

Things are going very smoothly.

"The water attribute Wuhun Lingyin, which spreads dense cracks, gradually contains Nangongluo's absorption and refining."

"And accidents, suddenly hit."

"The young man in the purple gown is gloomy! Judging from the breath of terror, he is a figure who has stepped into the sword sage!"

"啧啧 ~".

Yan Yan Qianyang looked fiercely at the front "Wu Ling Ling Yin ... This is at least a fourth-order Wu soul, something that can only be left behind after the host has fallen."

"Um ...", Nangong Lome, who is about to fully absorb the water attribute Wuhun Lingyin, will soon come to this festival, and unexpected guests will come. If his refining process is interrupted, he will hurt his Wuhun. The source does not say that, in the end, his martial spirit must completely disappear. "Tenjin Auction House, Nangongluo! Your best not to be reckless."

Hear "Tenjin Auction House"! Yan Qianyang showed a jealous look, but soon his face was replaced by savage murderousness and greed. "Even the Tenjin Auction House, killing you all without knowing it! A martial spirit spirit seal of water nature, A few can sell 10 million yuan crystals! "

Hmm .........

"Hateful"! Nangong Lome eyes flashed "Give me another half a tea to complete the refining of this Wuhun Lingyin. You don't need everyone to help me suppress the backwash power of Wuhun Lingyin. A few people will delay the guy for a while" .

"it is good"!

The old man of King Jiu Zhongtian stood up and looked at Yan Qianyang. "His daring is the most daring auction house, I suggest you to leave here immediately!"

"Haha".

"No more nonsense!" A long gun in the hands of Yan Qianyang appeared with the sound of tiger howling, and UU Reading www.uukanshu.com was a "straight-tier Chinese soldier."

Sword body level repair works for Zhenyuan, and Hu Xiao's spear sweeps out.

"Bang"! The waves exploded, shaking the palace. "The old man of Sword King Jiu Zhongtian exhausted his efforts to resolve this move, but it was also the blood and blood in the body that spit out blood!"

"Two people coming out to help me"!

"No need!" An indifferent voice sounded, and Jiang Tian, ​​upright in white, walked to the old man of the nineth heavenly sword King, "Let me deal with him."

"you"?

The old man cried and laughed, "Among the dozen sword master monks who have accepted the mission of the Tenjin Auction House, this kid and his wife have the lowest realm, a sword king double heaven, a sword respect nine heaven!" Although both are young, this practice is truly amazing.

"Hahaha."

"Sword King Ertian, actually came out to die!" Yan Qianyang laughed and stabbed in one shot! A rampant monster tiger rushes out and can severely kill Sword King Jiu Zhongtian peak monk.

"Start drinking blood sword."

"The third form of Jiuxiao Sword, Meteor".

A sword light flying with the illusion of a fiery meteorite shot out, offsetting the gun light demon tiger! The incomparable storm set off the palace wall and the ground sunk.

"Dark long hair flutters, Qin Tian stands intact without any damage", "Swordmaster Realm, but Seoul"!

……how is this possible.

Everyone, including Nangong Luo, is a dumbfounded chicken. "The King of Swords is twice as easy to resolve the attack just now, and he has no injuries at all."

"Boy! Who are you"! Yan Qianyang's pupils contracted, and she yelled.

"I am your uncle"! Qin Tian cursed, and the colorful sword was born!