Dragon King Medical Son-in-law

"Magic Sword, Demonic Blood?"

Jiang Tian's expression was solemn.

This information is not recorded in the four maps left by King Lanling.

Now, he probably guessed why King Lanling wanted Jiang Situ to be separated and handed over to the four great ministers for safekeeping.

It should be because he doesn't want outsiders to know the secrets here, and at the same time, he is not reconciled, hoping that future generations can unlock the secrets of Situ, come here, kill the spirit turtle, and complete what he has not done.

"What should I do?" Chen Qingshan asked: "Now, should we open this door, or not?"

Jiang Tian was also embarrassed.

The blood of the spirit turtle is so terrifying that a sword becomes a magic sword if it is stained. If it is eaten, even if it can live forever, it will become a monster that is neither human nor ghost.

Jiang Tian's fear let Chen Qingshan know that Jiang Tian has not yet reached the point of madness.

It hasn't reached the point where it will do whatever it takes to gain great power.

After a long time, Jiang Tian said: "Although the blood is devil's blood, there are also tortoise gall and other things. The spirit tortoise is full of treasures and cannot be given up."

"Could it be that you are the only one who is not afraid that someone else will get the devil's blood and become a devil?" Chen Qingshan asked.

With a gloomy expression, Jiang Tian said, "Don't worry, except for you and me, none of the strong men who appeared in the Tianshan faction can leave alive. As for the remaining little shrimps, they are not eligible to get the magic blood."

"In this case, let's drive." At this point, Chen Qingshan was also a little moved.

Moreover, it has been thousands of years, maybe the spirit turtle has died long ago.

"Please." He made a gesture of please.

"call!"

Jiang Tian took a deep breath, and immediately mobilized his true energy, and the strength in his palm swept across, sucking the True Evil Sword from the ground.

Holding the True Evil Sword, he used his true energy to resist the evil thoughts in the sword, his body flew into the air, appeared in front of the black iron gate, and inserted the sword in his hand.

The moment it was inserted, the True Evil Sword sank into the black iron gate.

Jiang Tian retreated quickly, standing on the ground steadily,

squeak!

The black iron door opened slowly.

A passage extending deep underground was revealed.

The two walked in cautiously.

now.

At the back of the Tianshan School, at the arena.

Xiaoyaodan is fighting fiercely with a fat monk.

Both of them were very strong, and they fought inseparably, with terrifying strength sweeping across the ring, some people with slightly weaker martial arts retreated far away.

Fighting till now, Xiaoyaodan used the ten palms of Xiaoyao, the fierce palm wind swept across, forcing the monk to retreat continuously, and finally he was forced to fall off the ring.

Xiaoyaodan stood on the ring, clasped his fists together, "Acceptance."

"Excellent." Under the ring, the monk's face was slightly pale, looking at Xiaoyaodan on the ring, he said: "Xiaoyao's ten palms are really strong, it is really the best palm technique in the world, I am willing to bow down."

Surrounded by people, many people are facing each other.

The ten palms of Xiaoyao are too strong, open and close, vigorous and domineering, I am afraid that no one in the same realm can be an opponent of Xiaoyaodan.

The only one who can defeat Xiaoyaodan now is the Seventh Realm.

Everyone below you look at me, I look at you.

However, no one went up to challenge Xiaoyaodan.

Jiang Chen frowned.

He knew that Murong Chong wanted to kill everyone here, but now that Murong Chong didn't make a move, he was just watching a show, he had to stop it, otherwise, there would be a massacre at the Tianshan Conference.

He glanced around.

He didn't know that among these people, some powerful people were hidden.

I don't know who can stop Murong Chong.

He was also looking for Jiang Tian, ​​but after looking for a long time, he didn't see Jiang Tian.

"What are you doing, why don't you see Grandpa?" He frowned.

"What, have something on your mind?"

In the ear, there was a voice.

Jiang Chen came to his senses, looked at Ouyang Lang who spoke, and said in a low voice: "When will we act, do we really have to wait for Murong Chong to kill everyone here before we act?"

"Don't worry, let's see the situation first." Ouyang Lang looked calm.

Jiang Chen reminded: "I think we can act first. Think about it, if Murong Chong kills everyone here, then even if we kill him, we won't get any benefit. Let's act now. Kill Murong Chong, then we will have the prestige, when the time comes to become the leader, wave your arms and shout, the warriors in the world will listen to our orders, isn't this the best of both worlds?"

Jiang Chen gave Ouyang Lang an idea, inciting Ouyang Lang to act now,

Kill Murong Chong first.

It is very likely that the strongest person present is destroyed.

"Makes sense."

Ouyang Lang nodded slightly.

What Jiang Chen said was indeed good.

However, what he did was very dangerous, and if there was any mistake, it would all be lost.

Must be killed in one fell swoop.

Otherwise, the consequences are serious.

"In this case, then act." Jiang Chen was a little anxious.

He worried that if it dragged on any longer, things would get out of hand.

As long as Murong Chong dies, the rest will be much smoother.

"Don't worry, I'll arrange it." Ouyang Lang nodded slightly and made a silent gesture.

Immediately, he left quietly, came to the place where Murong Chong was, stood beside him, and asked in a low voice: "Boss, when are we going to act?"

"Don't worry, just wait and see."

A hoarse voice came.

Murong Chong was not in a hurry.

Because he knows that there are many powerhouses of the eight realms in Daxia today, and none of them have shown up now. If he makes a move now, these powerhouses of the eight realms may not show up. It is difficult.

"Yes."

Ouyang Lang nodded.

At this moment, a black steel nail slipped out of his wide sleeve.

He quietly held the steel nail, and a look of ferocity flashed across his old face.

At this moment, he shot violently and slapped Murong Chong's back. The steel nail in his hand sank into Murong Chong's back in an instant.

"You..." Murong Chong's expression changed drastically, and a terrifying aura erupted from his body.

This breath swept across, and everyone around felt it instantly, and turned around to look at it.

At this moment, Murong rushed to some masked people behind him, and shot instantly.

Eight masked people slapped Murong Chong with their palms at the same time.

And Ouyang Lang jumped up from the ground, appearing in the air at a height of more than ten meters, standing on his head, a terrifying zhenqi appeared in his palm, and the zhenqi descended from the sky like a beam of light, attacking Murong Chong's head.

"Ha ha……"

There were eight people around Murong Chong's body, and the palms of these eight people were all attached to his body.

On the top of the head, there is Ouyang Lang.

He laughed angrily.

The laughter resounded and was deafening. Some warriors around were instantly stunned, and some of the weaker ones even bled from their orifices and fell to the ground.

"boom!"

He violently

The steel nails on his back were instantly blown away.

Terrible power erupted from his body, shaking and pushing the eight people around him.

While shaking and pushing, he also spat out a mouthful of blood.

But at this moment, Ouyang Lang's palm had already fallen, hitting Murong Chongtian's inspiration fiercely.

The expression on Murong Chong's face was frozen, his eyes widened.

"die."

He roared out.

Raising your hand is a palm shot.

Black zhenqi morphed out like a black cloud, attacking Ouyang Lang.

Ouyang Lang quickly dodged and appeared tens of meters away.

The warriors around quickly backed away, dodging far away, they all looked at this scene with astonished faces, they didn't know what happened, they didn't know why people from the Gu sect suddenly started fighting.