Cui Jing also jumped off the soft bed after setting foot in the territory of the Ancient Silence Hall, and moved forward with a respectful expression.
Feeling the heart-rending screams or screams coming from his ears, Jian Wushuang looked indifferent and seemed not to be affected at all.
Chen Qing and others also looked indifferent and didn't take it seriously.
To be able to achieve the realm of Immortal Evolution, which monk has not destroyed a region of heaven and living beings for various reasons or starting points.
Naturally, the current situation cannot affect their state of mind.
The further he moved forward, Jian Wushuang also realized where those miserable howls and cries came from. The sea of blood under his feet was all formed by the condensed and transformed souls of countless living beings who were imprisoned without owners.
They are being tempered all the time and cannot be freed.
The Immortals disdain evil karma that goes beyond killing, and only those who practice evil will do this.
Jian Wushuang once again put a bad label in his heart for the owner of the Sand Demon Cave whom he had yet to meet.
Under the guidance of Cui Jing, the dust-covered door of the ancient silent palace slowly opened, and blood flowed out from the palace.
"Bring them all in." After Cui Jingfa gave the order, he entered the giant hall first.
Jian Wushuang and others were also pushed in by several followers.
The hall was cold, and the entire floor was made of some kind of almost transparent crystal. You could directly see the deformed ghosts in the sea of blood.
There is not much hidden aura in the nearly dim and lightless huge palace. Only in the depths of the palace can there be a powerful aura.
"Ms. Sha, we've all brought you here." Cui Jing calmed down his arrogance and said respectfully.
With a "pop" sound, a ghostly fire appeared, and then illuminated the hall.
As the interior of the hall was illuminated, the Black Mountain crystal stones piled up like a hill almost filled the entire apse.
Jian Wushuang's gaze was immediately focused forward.
There, on a cold seat, a tall figure wearing a large cloak slowly walked down.
Her looming and beautiful figure seemed to be exposed at any time as she moved around.
At the same time, there was light yellow gravel surging between the tips of her hair.
Jian Wushuang's facial features were deep and cold, and he slowly glanced at Jian Wushuang and the others.
Finally, she said, "Are these crystals all left behind by you?"
No one spoke.
As if she had anticipated this situation, she opened her palm again, revealing a shiny black ring.
"From my inspection just now, the crystal stones in this ring have accumulated to a terrifying level. Are you really unclaimed?"
As her voice fell, a calm voice sounded, "That ring is mine."
Their eyes met, and the woman known as Sha Niangniang raised her eyebrows and smiled, "It's a big deal. This kind of thing that is more precious than the sky crystal, how about giving it all to me?"
"You think so, do you know how much the things inside are worth?" Chen Qing sneered, "You can even buy these ten heavens!"
After hearing this, Empress Sha asked softly, "Aren't you monks from this Fang Tian Territory?"
"I can give you the things, as long as we let the three of us leave," Jian Wushuang said, "I think the value of these things can be exchanged for us to leave."
"I want things too, but what if you and I don't want to let them go?" Lady Sha smiled slyly.
Jian Wushuang remained silent, his palms behind his back ready to open the Boyang bottle at any time, "Do you really think you can defeat us?"
"I have no intention of eating you. After all, you have brought me such rich resources." Lady Sha said, staring at Jian Wushuang, "Of course I can let you go, but there is a prerequisite here."
"One person will compete with Cui Jing. If you win, you can all leave. If you lose, you will naturally have to suffer the pain of being deprived of your soul."
After she finished speaking, she looked at Cui Jing again, "Choose anyone, I just want to win."
Cui Jing nodded, then turned to look at the five people standing side by side.
Although he couldn't see through the realms of these five people, what was certain was that they were all extremely weak at the moment.
Cui Jing immediately excluded Chen Qing from the bottom of his heart. After all, this guy who looked like a cutter had left a big shadow on him.
Then, he eliminated Di Qing, who had murderous intent in his eyes, and the young guard in turn.
Finally, Cui Jing set his sights on Chunqiu and Jian Wushuang.
A drop of cold sweat flowed from Chunqiu's temples. He was only an ancestor until now. After being severely injured, his strength was almost reduced to the minimum. If he was selected by Cui Jing, there would be no chance of winning.
As for Cui Jing at this time, he didn't think too much. He pointed at Jian Wushuang with his hand and said, "Okay, it's up to you. Come and compete with me."
As the saying goes, pick the soft persimmons for pinching. This is an eternal truth.
From Cui Jing's point of view, this clan leader who looked like a pampered family member must be a man who has been piled up with natural resources and treasures. It would be extremely easy to win against him.
At this time, Chen Qing and Chun Qiu both had strange expressions on their faces, as if they had foreseen the next outcome.
The rope restraints on Jian Wushuang's body were subsequently released, no longer restricting his activities.
"Brother Jian, don't hold back later, it's best to kill him directly." Chen Qingmei said with excitement, as if he couldn't wait.
Jian Wushuang shook his head helplessly. Since he didn't have any weapons at his disposal, he drew out the real sword from Chen Qing's waist, and then moved forward.
Although less than 10% of the energy in his body has been restored, and his Immortal Immortal Body has been severely damaged, he can still use the sword skillfully.
The more than 100,000 years of sword discussions with the Sword Fairy Ding Baiyi in the Yunxiao Palace of the Divine Power Universe laid a solid foundation for his swordsmanship.
Even if you break a piece of grass and wood to make a sword, you can exert 100% of the power of the sword.
Now, he stood there, like a rock, slowly adjusting his breathing, and began to try to establish resonance with the real sword in his hand.
Cui Jing, who was opposite him, returned to his previous wild appearance. In his opinion, this competition could end in no more than ten breaths.
Slowly concentrating his eyes, all the energy of the body was restrained in the meridians, and the real sword in Jian Wu's hands suddenly moved forward.
Cui Jing lowered his eyebrows and smiled, and from between his arms, several frightening dragons formed by the energy of the energy began to gather.
A fight is about to break out.
At this moment, Di Qing was very unhappy, and a pair of eyes with a hint of gold showed murderous intent.
This feeling of being in the hands of others is what he hates the most.
But right now, he was helpless.
After all, Di Qing underestimated Uncle Yu's attack and ended up in this situation.
He had indeed died once at the hands of Uncle Yu.
But no one knows that this life is just one of his nine lives.
However, death sin can be avoided, but living sin cannot be escaped. The pain after rebirth outweighs everything.