Lin Jiusheng snorted coldly. As the young master of the palace gate, he even wanted to let him go.
What a ridiculous ignorance!
Kneeling down, Lin Jiusheng stretched out his hand and fumbled for Tian Beikong for a while, and found that there was nothing.
For a while, Lin Jiusheng was a little depressed, and it didn't matter if the other palace disciples didn't have it, but Tian Beikong couldn't be without.
This guy is the Young Master of the Palace Gate.
Then Lin Jiusheng noticed that, wearing a strange ring on Tian Beikong's finger, he took off the ring from his hand.
He placed it on the palm of his hand and observed it carefully, but Lin Jiusheng didn't observe anything from it.
But when he put the ring on his hand, Lin Jiusheng suddenly felt something and was a little surprised in his heart.
His consciousness was able to enter the ring, and there was a space in the ring.
Taking a look inside, Lin Jiusheng was overjoyed, never thought it contained a lot of things.
This space is not big, only the size of a small bathroom.
Lin Jiusheng carefully observed it, and his mind moved, trying to get something out of the space.
Soon there was an extra sunstone in his hand, and the purity of this sunstone was pretty good.
Lin Jiusheng laughed happily in his heart, this ring should be the space ring.
I didn't expect the legendary thing to exist.
"This thing should be in the local world. It seems that the monks at the palace gate should have penetrated into the local world." Lin Jiusheng thought to himself.
I observed the space ring and found some books in it.
What Lin Jiusheng didn't expect was that there were a few books about the local people, and there were even books about the local people, with a map in the book.
Lin Jiusheng opened it and took a look, and he took a breath in his heart. This map is huge.
"This is the world of the local people." Lin Jiusheng was moved.
From Tian Beikong's words, Lin Jiusheng was very clear about his own strength.
His strength is not enough in the Northern Barren Lands of the Earth Race, let alone go to other places. If he wants to go, I am afraid it is not clear how he died.
Among them, in the space ring, there are several books that pay attention to the language of the local people, as well as the comparison of Chinese.
"It's interesting." Lin Jiusheng muttered softly.
Ignoring the contents of the space ring, he buried Tian Beikong's body.
Lin Jiusheng picked up the bamboo flute and opened it
Hajime blew.
This bamboo flute sound should be able to attract three court disciples, and then wipe them out in one fell swoop.
The young master of the palace gate is indeed rich and rich, I am afraid there are thousands of these sunstones.
Lin Jiusheng checked for a while, and a few more palace secret techniques appeared in his hand.
What attracted his attention even more was a footwork book called Qianbu Xiaoyao Jue.
Thinking of something, Lin Jiusheng chuckled, this book of Thousand Steps Happy Decision, I am afraid that Tian Beikong used it.
Previously, this guy's steps were mysterious and unpredictable. If it hadn't deliberately exposed flaws, it was because of his physical strength skills.
I am afraid that Lin Jiusheng will be consumed to death by the sky.
"I found the treasure." Lin Jiusheng said cheerfully.
After reading it a few times, there are three levels in this Thousand Steps Happy Decision.
Qianying, Qianbu, Ling Xu.
Qianying can make the body swift, and there are many shadows around it, making the enemy unable to see the real body, and the unpredictable is unpredictable.
Thousand steps can be compared to a thousand steps. If someone else takes a step, you have already stepped out of kilometers.
As for Ling Xu, Lin Jiusheng only saw a few big characters, hanging in the air and being able to walk in mid-air like a flat ground.
"It's really cheap for me." Lin Jiusheng chuckled. If he reaches the second level, he can run away if he can't beat him. Anyway, others can't catch up.
Thinking of this, Lin Jiusheng couldn't stop smiling.
At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps, and Lin Jiusheng's heart moved, and he picked up Tian Beikong's soft sword.
This soft sword is really easy to use. It is tied around the waist like a leather belt.
Lin Jiusheng jumped on the big tree, staring down tightly.
"The sound of the young master's bamboo flute did come from here. Why did you arrive but didn't see anyone?" The three palace disciples looked at each other.
Seeing the strength of the three palace disciples, Lin Jiusheng shook his head, thinking that there would be a powerful role.
Unexpectedly, the cultivation base of these three palace disciples was the most powerful only in the middle of the cloudy sky.
"Hey! Up there!" Lin Jiusheng said softly.
The three palace disciples raised their heads, and at the moment they raised their heads, Lin Jiusheng had already fallen down, and the soft sword rang.
The three palace disciples looked shocked, and just about to retreat, they only felt the sword extremely fast, and then their chests felt cold.
The vitality of the body is quickly absorbed, and this soft sword radiates
A red light.
"Young Master's..." The three palace disciples hadn't finished speaking, their bodies slumped to the ground.
"What an evil sword." Lin Jiusheng lowered his head and glanced at it.
This sword can actually absorb human yang energy.
For a moment I thought of the fire candle dagger, the fire candle dagger is indestructible.
As Lin Jiusheng's strength increased, he was able to control his own Yang Qi, even if he was holding the fire candle dagger, he was not feeding it with Yang Qi.
This dagger made him feel a little evil, and he was afraid that he would not be controlled after absorbing the Yang Qi.
But I never thought that Tian Bei Kong actually has this type of weapon.
After the three palace disciples were cut, the wounds quickly rotted black, and in a blink of an eye, only a pool of blood remained.
The death of these three people caused Lin Jiusheng to take a breath, but fortunately, he was not cut by the long sword just now, otherwise he would be out of luck.
"Fortunately, fortunately." Lin Jiusheng patted his chest, and habitually searched for them, and as expected, there was nothing.
I thought that Tianbei Hollow was also really black, and I didn't give them a few sunstones to use.
After digging a hole, Lin Jiusheng buried their bodies together.
"It's time to go back." Lin Jiusheng said.
Suddenly, I thought of something. I patted my forehead, and I forgot to keep alive. At least I can find out Qingzhu's news and then solve them with my hands.
Take off the masked man's clothes, which are very uncomfortable to wear.
After putting on his clothes, Lin Jiusheng quickly ran towards the sky hole.
If the night is over, the sky hole will have to be closed.
After running, Lin Jiusheng got into the sky hole.
As soon as I walked out of the sky hole, I felt that the surrounding Yang Qi became too weak.
It seems that the peak of Yang Jian's cultivation is probably in the spiritual cultivation realm. If you want to pursue a better level, you have to go to the earth world.
Lin Jiusheng climbed the sky hole, but fortunately he reached the Sky Cloud Realm, otherwise, relying on his previous state, he would have to climb up to death.
As he climbed up, he felt someone staring at him. Lin Jiusheng subconsciously put his hand on his waist, turned his head and looked over, and found that the one sitting on the left was not someone else but Qingzhu.
"Fuck, you kid scared me to death." Lin Jiusheng breathed a sigh of relief, he thought he was from the palace gate.
If you give him a few swords while he climbs up, you will be unlucky.
(End of this chapter)