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"Ahem..."

The blood man finally woke up.

The purpose of the girl in the palace costume was to force him to suppress the injury and to wake him up and ask why.

He was seriously injured and could not recover so quickly. Although he was awake, he was still extremely weak, as if he was about to cough up his heart, liver and lungs, like a mortal who was seriously ill and dying.

I don't know what secret method the imperial costume woman uses. After awakening the blood man, her breath has become very messy, and it is obviously very depleted.

The gatekeeper helped the woman in palace clothes who had been greatly injured, and then he remembered to help the blood man clean up the blood stains all over his body.

A weak spiritual force swept across the blood man, cleaning up the blood, revealing his appearance.

But under the blood, there was a face of a forty-year-old middle-aged man. This man should have been fat, but now the entire cheek of his left cheek was cut off by a sharp weapon, exposing Bai Sensen's broken teeth.

In addition, there was a long stab wound on the bridge of his nose, which almost split his head in half.

The two wounds were very permeating, making his appearance very terrifying, and everyone couldn't help taking a breath.

Before, everyone was afraid of affecting the women in the palace costumes to save people, and they dared not use their spiritual knowledge or spiritual power to detect the blood people.

"Senior Brother Liu, why are you?"

Then, a figure flashed out of the crowd and swept to the blood man.

Someone immediately recognized the identity of this person.

"He is Qiao Jiang from the Xuling School!"

"This person turned out to be a disciple of the Ethereal School, somehow he became like this!"

Qiao Jiang squeezed the gatekeeper away and gently mixed up the blood of the monk surnamed Liu, "Brother Liu, this is Qiao Jiang. We have seen it in Dixuan Mountain, do you remember?"

Qin Sang had long heard of Dixuan Mountain of the Xuling School.

Inside the Xuling School, there is a strange mountain called Dixuan Mountain. It is said that this mountain is not on the surface, but hidden deep underground. It is a mountain in the mountain.

In the Xuling School, there is an underground inflammation vein known as the largest in the Xiaohan Territory, and the entire underground inflammation vein is occupied by the Xuling School.

This underground flame vein is very peculiar. It gathers under the Ethereal School gate. The entire ground is hollowed out. There is a peculiar hill in the hollow underground, standing above the underground flame vein.

This mountain does not touch the sky or the ground. It is suspended out of thin air. It is subjected to the burning and tempering of the underground flames day and night. After countless years of evolution, the mountains and rocks have transformed, giving birth to a kind of fire that looks like a fire, but is completely different from the fire, and is far more powerful. Strange flame.

It is said that this kind of flame can be used to refine magic weapons, and the elixir monks of the Ethereal Sect can refine magic weapons with the help of the fire of the overhanging mountain to reduce the consumption of pill fire.

The Xuanling School is good at refining tools. Because of the existence of this strange fire, Dixuan Mountain is known as the foundation of the Xuanling School!

The jade slip that the shopkeeper Wu gave to Qin Sang contains a record of the process of that golden pill was on the ground hanging mountain and used the strange fire refining device.

"Junior Brother Qiao..."

The monk surnamed Liu finally recognized the same door, his voice was weak, and his teeth leaked.

Qiao Jiang was overjoyed when he saw this, and kept asking: "Senior Brother Liu, what happened, and why are you so badly injured?"

"I...cough cough..."

Brother Liu woke up from a coma, with a trace of confusion in his eyes, and coughed violently.

Qiao Jiang helped the monk Liu sort out his breath, and quickly explained, "Brother Liu, this is the trade fair...How many people have come from the Skywalker League? You can make it clear that we have so many colleagues here to avenge you..."

"Trade Fair..."

"Right, the fair!"

The monk surnamed Liu finally woke up from his dream. He sat up suddenly with Qiao Jiang's palm, and said anxiously to the gatekeeper: "Where is Master Pei Qin? Please ask Senior to save people..."

When everyone heard the monk surnamed Liu, their hearts were shocked.

Only the monks in the alchemy stage are qualified to be honored as masters.

The master behind the trade fair turned out to be a cultivator during the formation period, no wonder he dared to organize a trade fair in this place.

There are also many people who are fortunate that they have restrained their greed and did not break the rules of the trade fair. In the past, there were no shortage of people who had made big trade fairs, all of them disappeared. One can imagine what the fate was.

What followed was a huge sense of security, and the hanging heart fell slightly.

The sky is falling, and there is a high bear.

At least, there is a cultivator in the alchemy phase, which is equivalent to a backbone, and even if there is a change, it will not be without the power to fight back.

Everyone swept their gazes and looked towards the passage into the second floor of the hall. Could it be that the pill-forming monk named Pei Qin, the cave mansion is under the hall?

Unexpectedly, the gatekeeper chuckled: "This fellow Taoist, I don't know Pei Qin below, and I don't know who the fellow Taoist is talking about..."

Before the gatekeeper finished speaking, the monk surnamed Liu took a deep breath, suddenly raised his arm, holding a shining token in his hand, raised his head to encourage spiritual power, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "The disciple follows Master Fang and Uncle Fang. Master Shentu of Yulingzong was besieged and killed by several Jindan monks from the Skywalking League, and the situation was critical. Shishu Fang and Master Shentu were trapped and ordered their disciples to come to the fair. Master Pei Qin was asked to rescue him. The words have been brought. Here, please see from the Master..."

The voice spread throughout the hall.

After speaking these words in one breath, the monk surnamed Liu exhausted his strength, his body softened, he fell into Qiao Jiang's arms and passed out again in a coma.

‘Ding! ’

The token fell to the ground and it was cast in black iron, with an ancient character ‘cold’ on it!

"You..."

The gatekeeper was too angry to stop him.

Everyone has different looks. Everyone has heard about the existence of this token. It is said that the number is very small, and only a few people have it.

In order to fight against the Skywalking Alliance, the various sects of the Xiaohan Region abandoned their prejudices and worked together.

See Ling, see Yuan Ying.

In an emergency, once it is used, no one can defy it, and the Golden Core monk is no exception, unless they don't want to mix in the small cold domain.

The attitude of the gatekeeper seemed to do not want to disturb the owner of the house. When he wandered into the muddy water this time, he was forced by the monk surnamed Liu to the palace in full view.

The token is of great significance and has great power.

But it doesn't have to be obeyed~www.readwn.com~ If the monk surnamed Liu comes to the door in private, Pei Qin does not want to make a move, so he can just pretend to kill the monk surnamed Liu directly without receiving an order, and erase the traces.

No evidence can be found, and no one can criticize him.

Unfortunately, today was the fair. There were dozens of people in the fair, and there were many disciples of the Eighth Sect of Righteous Path. They saw this scene with their own eyes, and it was impossible to hide it.

Unless...

With so many people, they wouldn't kill them, would they?

Everyone looked at each other, feeling anxious and did not dare to move.

With so many masters of foundation building, they are not afraid of a cultivator during the pill formation period, but on the other side's territory, no one knows whether there is a terrible killing formation in the hall.

Everyone is a mess of sand, it is difficult to work together, once they see the opportunity, they will definitely flee for their lives, running slowly is a dead end.

I only hope that the cultivator of the pill formation stage named Pei Qin is not a lunatic, otherwise it would be wrong to die here.