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"Brother, let me go!"

Chen Muyu looked like he had to go.

Zhan was helpless and nodded, "That's alright, let's just go and take a look. No matter what happens, my dear brother, you must stay close to me and don't stay away."

He was really afraid that something like what happened at Luojiu Peak would happen again. It was not impossible to deceive them into making alchemy again.

Zhan was considered a risk-taker. King Qian had already sent someone to invite him, so it was impossible for him not to go. After all, he was still vividly aware of how powerful Zhu Ying was.

If he doesn't go and Bao Ying comes to kill him, can he withstand it? When the time comes, you can only resist by becoming a saint in the eighth turn, but in that case, the gain outweighs the loss.

Now the two parties are still polite and have not broken the skin. There is no need for him to take the initiative to break the skin. There is obviously a chance for harmony, so why do they have to be hostile?

So, no matter what, even if he doesn't want to go anymore, he must go to Lingyun Peak this time.

Anyway, if there is a crisis that cannot be dealt with, it is not too late to turn eight to become a saint.

…

Chen Muyu was overjoyed and said yes repeatedly.

Sometimes, it is not a good thing to have a controlling brother who controls you in everything.

Zhan smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Chen Muyu, Jiang Haotian, Zhan, and Old Man Xingchen then set off for Lingyun Peak.

The rest of the people stayed at the station.

The boundary seal at the station has been strengthened by Old Man Xingchen, and even if a strong man of the late eighth level comes, he can still resist it.

…

"What do the Supreme Jiufeng and King Qian want to do?"

The few people were not in a hurry and rushed towards Lingyun Peak slowly. Jiang Haotian couldn't help but feel curious. During this time, he had been healing the Dragon King. He had no idea what was happening in the outside world.

Along the way, there are really too few seventh-level powerhouses that can be seen.

After the arrival of those eighth-level powerhouses a few days ago, for some reason, as if they had made an appointment in advance, they began to hunt down a group of seventh-level powerhouses crazily.

There is only one purpose, and that is to refine blood pills.

It's pity that these seventh-level experts came here one by one for the so-called chance and the so-called ruins. But now, the ruins are not seen, and the chance is not seen. Instead, they have lost their lives inexplicably one by one. It is really sad.

A seventh-level powerhouse, placed in the world of gods and demons, can be regarded as a powerful existence no matter where he is.

If placed in the realm of chaos, it would be an existence comparable to the supreme emperor, but on this cloud sandalwood star, it is really inferior to pigs and dogs, and can be eaten by mermaids.

I don’t know what these people are doing by refining so many blood pills.

Zhan is also confused, and the only one who knows something about the inside story is probably Old Man Xingchen.

Old Man Xingchen sighed, "All the disciples of the ninth-level old monsters held a meeting at Lingyun Peak a few days ago. Those ninth-level old monsters thought that the growth rate of the bloodthirsty demon spirits was too slow and wanted to speed up their growth. Those ancestors are planning to let the bloodthirsty demon spirit devour and grow by itself. It is indeed very slow. It will take who knows how long it will take to suck up the blood of Yun Tan Star. Therefore, why not everyone take action together? Give him a speed boost, refine these seventh-level gods and demons into blood pills, and directly absorb them for the bloodthirsty demons..."

So cruel.

Hearing what Old Man Xingchen said, Chen Muyu and the others felt a little toothache. Jiang Haotian and Zhan were both people who had experienced strong winds and waves, and they also felt a little disgusted at this time.

"Brother Zhan, compared with these gods and demons, the things we did before are just... haha!"

Jiang Haotian sighed and shook his head with a wry smile.

Zhan also smiled bitterly.

There is no comparison at all. In the world of chaos, no matter how cruel and ruthless they are, they still have some moral constraints. After becoming the emperor who is the spokesperson of the Yakuza, he regards himself as the guardian of order in the world of chaos.

The situation in the world of gods and demons really subverted their three views and was a bit difficult to accept.

Until now, every incident they encountered was constantly refreshing their understanding.

"Our Star Palace belongs to the Sword Demon Star Territory and is under the control of the Sword Demon Ancestor. A few days ago, Jiufeng summoned us and asked each of us to refine a Supreme Blood Pill and hand it over. This time we came to Yun From Tan Xing, there are already more than 30 people at the eighth level of the Sword Demon Star Domain alone..."

More than thirty people, that means more than thirty supreme blood pills.

The flesh and blood energy of a hundred seventh-level warriors was able to refine a supreme blood pill. In this way, just the Sword Demon Star Region lineage needs to hunt down more than three thousand seventh-level warriors to complete the task. The strong one.

Eighteen ninth-level ancestors, eighteen factions, one faction hunted three thousand, and the eighteen factions had to hunt more than 50,000 seventh-level strong men.

Are there so many seventh-level powerhouses in Yuntan Star?

The seventh level that has descended one after another during this period probably only adds up to this number at most.

Therefore, during this period, those eighth-level experts were robbing people everywhere in order to complete their tasks.

"According to what Jiufeng said, the Eighteen Meridians have already made an agreement. Whichever company produces more blood pills will have the best choice when the opportunity comes." Old Man Xingchen continued to explain.

"What is the best option?" Zhan looked at him puzzled.

Old Man Xingchen shrugged, "I don't know for sure, but since chance is a magic bead condensed by bloodthirsty demon spirits, there may be more than one magic bead, and there may be some good and bad ones. Whoever gives more blood pills will win." Let’s choose first, right?”

He doesn't know the interests here, so he can only make some guesses.

Chen Muyu said, "That's it, if that time comes, if these powerful disciples don't fight for the top, I'm afraid a life-and-death battle will be inevitable."

Zhan took a deep breath. What Chen Muyu said was absolutely correct. There is no morality between these gods and demons. At the moment, they are just gathering the strength of everyone to expel the magic beads first. The magic beads are really about to be conceived. When they came out, everyone must have grabbed their heads.

"If we get involved in this kind of thing, I'm afraid that in the end, all the bones will be swallowed up." Jiang Haotian said next to him.

It is foreseeable that the battle between the eight levels will begin soon.

And the two of them are only at the early eighth level of combat power, and they don't have any advantage at all.

Eighth-level powerhouses are coming one after another, ranging from a thousand to eight hundred. If they are really messed up, they really have no confidence that they can survive alone.

Jiang Haotian has a cautious personality and never fights an uncertain battle. Now that his confidence has been destroyed, he really doesn't want to get involved in this kind of fight.

If possible, he just wanted to find a place to hide, wait for the incident to pass, and find a chance to escape from here.

However, the current situation is, can he survive as he wishes?

Someone has already come to join us, can you refuse? If you refuse, with the temperament of these gods and demons, why don't they just fall out with you?