I have a passive skill.

After a bit of slander in his heart, he turned his head and smiled at a masked woman behind him: "Miss Zhiwen, the Eighth Palace is ahead, shall we go in?"

Yu Zhiwen stared calmly and nodded calmly.

Before she could speak, another man with a sword on the side glanced at Luo Qinglang's expression of affection, and couldn't help but muttered.

"It's all in the Eighth Palace, if you don't go in, you're drinking the northwest wind here!"

"Cheng Xingchu, do you have any comments?" Luo Qinglang turned around with a smile.

"I……"

Cheng Xingchu touched the sword, resisting his urge to strike.

This idiot, really thinks that his cultivation level is stronger than his own, so he can really ignore his own identity?

Heartless stuff!

Breaking through to the Grandmaster realm at such a young age, isn't this a waste of an opportunity to attack the Holy Palace?

Obviously a good talent, but to show off a moment of bravery, it's ridiculous!

Cheng Xingchu sneered.

If it wasn't for the high price of his actions, no matter how strong Luo Qinglang is, he would definitely give this guy some flair.

but……

Forget it, bear with it.

After all, it is not an easy task to get two places in the White Grotto from Qinggang Linggong.

"No problem, let's go in."

He waved helplessly.

"hey-hey."

Luo Qinglang didn't let him go, Lang laughed and said: "I heard that the people from Tiansang Linggong came early, and they have already entered, do you want to go over and say hello?"

Cheng Xingchu's pupils shrank immediately.

Tiansang Linggong...

Isn't that the spiritual palace where Xu Xiaoshou is?

At that time, he was slapped in the face in front of his face, and the scene of being convulsed instead of being provocative in the end emerged, and Cheng Xingchu's face burned red for a while.

His heart twitched.

But a man can afford it and let it go...

This gesture still needs to be shown in front of Miss Zhiwen.

So, Cheng Xingchu waved his hand nonchalantly.

"random."

Yu Zhiwen's eyes also flashed.

When mentioning Tiansang Linggong, that incomprehensible guy immediately flashed into his mind.

At that time in the main hall, she still can't forget the young man's "sword coming" sound.

"No need."

Yu Zhiwen shook his head very rationally: "The way is different, so don't conspire with each other."

The white cave quota that Tiansang Linggong couldn't ask for, he had already got it in Qinggang Linggong.

Presumably they will meet again at that time, they are already competitors.

When this time passes, it may be that they are directly going to meet each other with swords.

"No need...that's okay?"

Luo Qinglang stroked the hair from the wolf's tail with both hands, and turned his eyes back to the front, his expression calmed down again.

"So, I made the way?"

After a few swipes and a word, many young people behind them all retreated.

This time, even Yu Zhiwen and Cheng Xingchu didn't dare to trust her, and they flashed behind Luo Qinglang.

"Kang-kang-kang!"

There were three sword sounds, and Luo Qinglang pulled out the three long swords from the ring.

With both hands and mouth, offer them one by one.

"Oh!"

The moment the three swords were assembled, a terrifying murderous aura exploded, directly smashing the stone floor in the Eighth Palace to pieces.

This time, even the old foxes inside all looked surprised.

"My God, Grandmaster?"

"This guy really deserves to be a guy who came out of the spiritual palace. He really is different from those ordinary children from aristocratic families."

"At such an age, the master's cultivation level? I'm sore!"

"No!"

The sharp-eyed pupils shrank, and horror appeared on the face.

"It's not just the master, it's not just the Celestial Phenomena Realm, this young man, the Yin-Yang Realm?"

"hiss!"

At this moment, the crowd surrounding the entrance of the small town gasped in unison.

Grandmaster, Yin-Yang Realm?

Even at the age of their uncles, it is not bad to be able to reach the Grandmaster Celestial Realm.

This young man in front of him directly surpassed the innate cultivation of his peers by so much, and even surpassed most of the people present, reaching the yin and yang state?

"Good guy, the master's cultivation base is still from a powerful force, so he should have the strength to challenge beyond the next level?"

"Looking at such awe-inspiring murderous aura, this kid is definitely not a good stubble. I'm afraid this wave is not something that the big dark hands in the Eight Palaces can eat."

"That's right, didn't Old Du and Cui Wei work together to touch the ass of Tiansang Linggong?"

"The team leader, tsk tsk..."

"At a glance, Lao Du was foaming at the mouth. I heard that he doesn't even touch his wife now. I don't know what ability he was deprived of."

"What else can you do, you idiot!" Someone smirked.

"I was there that day, and that guy named Rao Yinyin was too terrifying. Although he couldn't see his cultivation level clearly, the guy in front of him seemed quite powerful, and he probably couldn't stand it even compared to that woman."

"Aren't you showing off, the information is so backward?"

Someone ridiculed: "The real strong in Tiansang Linggong is not that Rao Yinyin, but a man named Tan Ji."

"That guy wanted to make a move that day when he heard about it, but he was suppressed."

"However, after sunset, he was alone, holding a sky spear, and directly killed Cui Wei's 'Feng Sheng Tang', and the court was full of blood that night!"

"Fuck, how could I not know about this?"

"Isn't Cui Laojian already at the peak of the Yin-Yang realm? There are still so many people under him, and that one named Tan Ji is alone?"

"good."

"I do not believe!"

"Don't believe it? If you don't believe it, have you seen the figure of Cui Laojian in the past few days? He guessed that he didn't know where he was lying on his body to recuperate!"

"This……"

The onlookers were immediately attracted attention.

Indeed, this happened just one day ago.

The eight palaces are not big.

But among the many spiritual masters, if you really want to talk about it, there are not as many intersections as there are among the townspeople.

Some information, others don't say it, maybe people who are closer don't know it.

After all, on that day, many people settled down in their own homes, drove the largest protective spirit array, and were diligently cultivating.

……

Looking at the noisy scene ahead, Luo Qinglang was stunned.

He originally thought that these guys looked fierce, and he should provoke them by himself, and they would rush forward.

In this way, the three-shaped sword he took out has an effect.

But these things, why are they talking and chatting, and they get involved in the sky?

"Tian Sang Ling Palace?"

"Tan Ji?"

An existence stronger than oneself?

Luo Qinglang's face turned serious. What a great opportunity to show off, but no one cooperates?

He lowered his head secretly, and secretly glanced at the masked woman behind him.

Luo Qinglang said that even though he has read countless women, he has never seen a woman with such beautiful starry eyes in his life.

With just this pair of eyes, his whole body fell.

Don't give a chance to show?

it is good!

I create my own opportunities!

"call out!"

A light and shadow of Linglong Stone was thrown up, Luo Qinglang calmly withdrew his hand, and took it back again.

But for such a moment, everyone's eyes were straightened.

"Linglong Stone?"

Just now everyone said that they were all from the "Tian Sang Ling Palace", and they were blinded by the light and shadow of the Linglong Stone.

"You don't want this stuff?"

Luo Qinglang looked at the crowd and finally showed a hunter-like smile.

"Come on, I'll set up a ring here, and whoever can kill me can directly own it!"

"However, challenges come with a price!"

He paused, bowed his body and bent his sword, and said coldly: "The price is death!"

Yu Zhiwen's pair of star pupils showed a little confusion.

Don't you want to enter the Eighth Palace?

Why, put on the ring here?

"crazy……"

Cheng Xingchu held his forehead with one hand.

He had heard of Luo Qinglang's title of "battle maniac" as early as in Qinggang Linggong, but he didn't expect this guy to go crazy, so terrifying?

He understands Luo Qinglang's psychology!

But just to make the beauties smile and challenge the audience?

absurd!

"My mother!"

The white-robed sword cultivator who had followed Brother Lang at the beginning went limp.

He looked at the group of strong men with red eyes all of a sudden, as if they would pounce on him in the next second, and his scalp went numb.

"Brother Wolf is here again."