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Just when Lord Ruo was doing what Emperor Yuhua said... Boom!

The rumbling sound has been heard, the Jiyutian Tower began to shake, and a dark red door appeared on the 99th floor.

Then, a sword energy channel flew up and connected to the dark red gate.

Just like when Sikong Jing drew out the ninetieth sword, now Sikong Jing has drawn out the ninety-ninth sword...

As long as he steps onto the sword energy channel, he can enter the 99th floor of the Jiyutian Tower and undergo new training in the Jiyutian period, but of course it is impossible for Sikong Jing to enter the tower now.

He gripped the sword tightly and looked in the direction of Lord Ruo.

The sword has been drawn, and Emperor Yuhua has also helped to make contacts. What remains to be seen is the decision of the spirit race.

"There is still a discrepancy in the time. The second kill order has already arrived."

"Ling'er failed..."

"Ling'er, Yuexi...please don't let anything happen to you."

Sikong Jing held the ninety-ninth sword, his whole body trembling slightly. He drew out the sword, but it was still a little late.

But there was no way, he had discovered that if he had not reached the Anode Prison before, he would not be able to pull it out.

This is already the fastest time Sikong Jing can do it.

……

In front of the palace where Lingzhe was, Lingou had sucked Tu Duoqing up at some point and was ready to kill her.

After he had passed on the orders one by one, he wanted to kill Tu Duoqing...

Tu Duoqing was trembling all over, begging, "Lord Lingou, please forgive me."

Regarding this…

Lingou's eyes were full of coldness. If it wasn't for Sikong Ling's matter, and if she hadn't turned the tables on Lingying, she wouldn't have waited until now to wipe out Tu Duoqing. She would have stepped on her to death just now.

And just when Tu Duoqing thought he was doomed... huh?

Lingou hummed softly, then suddenly took out a mirror and threw out an illusion. She murmured, "What is Aruo doing in the Yumeng Hall? Why is he throwing me an illusion?"

Although I am confused and haven't received any reports, it should be an urgent matter.

So Lingou threw Tu Duoqing away and threw out a mirror.

Then, an illusion appeared in the eyes of everyone in front of Lingzhe Palace. It was still in front of the Jiyutian Tower of Yumeng Palace, and a sword energy was rising into the sky.

The sword energy connected to the ninety-ninth floor of the Jiyutian Tower. At the bottom of the sword energy, a one-armed young man in black stood holding a sword.

Seeing this scene, Sikong Ling's eyes widened immediately: "Wuwuwuwu..."

Her eyes, filled with tears, clearly saw the young man in black. It was her brother Sikong Jing.

Brother, I'm alive.

Unfortunately, Sikong Ling couldn't speak now, her voice was still blocked by Lingzhe.

She could still only cry "woo woo".

Lingou, on his side, still frowned as he looked at the phantom image, wondering, "What is Aruo doing? The ninety-ninth sword of the Feather Alliance Hall? Although the person who can pull it out is quite good, there is no need to pass it on."

The ninety-ninth sword of the Feather Alliance Hall is not a big deal for the elves.

At this time, Tu Duoqing, who had escaped the disaster, raised his head and shouted wildly: "He is, he is from my Burial Emperor Spirit Seal Realm..."

She recognized him. This was Sikong Jing, the son of Jiuxiao's heir.

No matter what hatred or grudges there were before, now there is hope for survival, and Tu Duoqing is trying desperately to hold on to this life-saving straw.

As soon as these words came out...

Ling Zhe, who was thinking about something, slowly raised his eyes, looked at the phantom image and said, "I remember that three years ago, he should have taken away only one person from the Burial Emperor Spirit Seal Realm."

Just as he finished speaking, Lingou finally received the report from Lord Ruo...

After listening to the report, she immediately replied, "Brother Lingzhe, this one-armed young man in black is a member of the Burial Emperor Spirit Seal Realm who stayed in the Yuhua Mountains. He is a genius forced out by the life and death trials in the Yumeng Hall over the past three years."

"He pulled out the ninety-ninth sword of the Yumeng Palace in front of the Jiyutian Tower, so Emperor Yuhua is very optimistic about him."

"I want you to test the quality of it."

Hearing this, Ling Zhe suddenly realized...

He narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "There is still such a surprise, so let's stop and wipe it out."

With a twitch of his lips, Lingou could only issue another order to stop the killing.

However, in a certain temple, someone had been wiped out.

For example, in the place where Huo Ting was, he had a companion who was also from Qingye Palace, but he had been wiped out.

When Lingou's order to stop was received, it was too late.

"Stop again? Master Lingzhe, what are you doing?"

The corner of the mouth of a certain Eldar expert in front of Huo Ting twitched wildly, and then he kicked Huo Ting away and said: "Congratulations, you are alive again."

Huo Ting, who was already frightened to death, was sweating profusely at this.

And his dead companion Aoba Palace roared: Damn it, why didn’t you kill Huo Ting first?

If Huo Ting had been killed first, he would have been the one who survived, but unfortunately there is no if.

Each tribe, each temple...

Just like Huo Ting's side, the people who received the annihilation order first have completed the annihilation, while those who received it later stopped.

Reports from all parties were sent back to Lingou.

Ling Ou immediately looked at Ling Zhe again and said softly, "Brother, someone has been wiped out."

"It doesn't matter, just wipe it off..."

To Ling Zhe, this was just a small game. It didn't matter whether it was erased or not. He also didn't think that the one-armed young man in black from the Yumeng Hall could really bring him a big surprise.

Stopping the killing again was just to give face to Emperor Yuhua. After all, it was Emperor Yuhua himself who ordered the contact.

It’s Emperor Yuhua, the person he’s optimistic about.

"woo woo woo woo……"

Sikong Ling cried again, because she didn't know whether her sister-in-law and Su Yuexian were among those who had been wiped out. She was worried to death again.

The next moment, Ling Zhe stared at the phantom screen again and said, "Pulling out the ninety-ninth sword of the Yumeng Hall can only be regarded as exceeding the ordinary scope. Order your spirit tribe subordinates in the Yumeng Hall to send people to fight this person..."

Since we want to test the quality, of course we should use the old method and test it by fighting.

In this way, Lingou conveyed the order to Lord Ruo.

Tu Duoqing lay on the ground, staring at the phantom image in front of her and praying madly. Sikong Ling gritted her teeth, she was so nervous that she was about to explode.

……

In the Yumeng Hall, in front of the Jiyutian Tower...

It's getting more and more lively. Many big shots and talented people from the Yumeng Hall have already arrived. Pulling out the ninety-ninth sword is a big event for the Yumeng Hall, so of course many people have come to watch.

If it were any other time, all the family forces of the Feather Alliance Hall and so on would probably compete for this genius.

But now, it is the almighty elves who decide the fate of the one who draws the sword.

In the Sky Tower...

Su Jingyi and his family all looked livid.

Su Jingbie didn't know when the spirit had returned to his body. He screamed wildly, "Damn Sikong Jiannu's son, he actually pulled out the ninety-ninth sword."