Chapter 409: 9700 sheets!

"No!"
As soon as Dongzu finished speaking, before Jin Lan and the others could speak, the middle-aged man dressed in white and dignified at Yi Dao Gong broke his tongue.
"This sect master comparison is not just about your Sword Immortal Tomb, Immortal Dao Court, and Giant Island. Your disciples are not fake, but they are greedy. If it weren't for this, how could you be buried here? After this experience. If they are still alive, they will definitely understand that there are some things they can get, but some things they are not qualified to get."
"Correct."
There was also an old man nodded in agreement at the Huashen Pavilion.
He looked at Jin Lan and the others, and smiled coldly: "Thousands of years ago, at the 28th sect competition, almost all the disciples of the ten major sects died, and they never stopped the competition in the middle. How many people died? Is it interesting to suspect one and the other right here?"
"Don’t forget that after the 28th Grand Tournament, all the people who are alive have now become the pillars of the major sects. They can survive the crisis, not just for them. Their insights, their style of doing things, their methods of doing things, and their spiritual sublimation are all greatly improved."
The fall of these words made the other eight super sect leaders look a little ugly.
Liu Shui looked at the old man of the God of God, and snorted coldly: "What you said is light. No one of the disciples of the God of God is dead, and they have left safely. Of course you are not worried!"
"Hahaha, there is such a decisive girl, what am I worried about?" The old man laughed, apparently very satisfied with Wen Ling.
When Wen Ling slaughtered chickens and cursed monkeys, killed the young man, and forced the Huashen Pavilion to leave, the old man frowned.
But at this moment, he was extremely satisfied with Wen Ling.
If the disciples of the God of God did not leave before, the God of God of God would lose at least a thousand disciples, or even more!
"If this sword mang is really not a tool, but someone in it, what would you say?" Duan Mulin also said gloomily.
The middle-aged man on the side of Yidao Palace said indifferently: "If there are people, then your disciples are too greedy. If this person is among them, this long sword must be his weapon. If you want to a weapon from someone else, You must have the strength to snatch, otherwise you will die in vain."
"Xu Zifeng, you'd better speak politely, after all, your disciple of Yidao Palace is still under the siege of monsters!" Duan Mulin snorted coldly.
"If they are dead, that is their end of life. If they are alive, I will reward them after returning to the clan." Xu Zifeng's words are still flat.
This is not what he pretended, but his true nature is like this, or in other words, most people in the entire Yidao Palace are like this.
Yidao Palace, act decisively, never procrastinate, hesitate.
For example, at this moment, those disciples were besieged by monsters, but there was no expression of fear on their faces.
This competition is for them to come, and they all feel that even if they really die in this competition, they may regret it, but they definitely deserve it.
"From the old man's point of view, there is a small chance that the entrance to the magic medicine mountain is human."
Dongzu pondered and interrupted the cynicism of many sect leaders: "As early as a few years ago, there was news that this big competition will take place in the Shenyao Mountain. Do you still think that this Longwu On the mainland, anyone dares to challenge the majesty of your top ten super sects?"
"East Ancestor, a few months ago, God of War Sect was destroyed by two third-tier strongholds, one second-tier stronghold, and even the tenth cold silver guard and the first cold iron guard were killed."
Jin Lan spoke as if she was reporting, but in fact, she was rebutting.
The majesty of the super sect is indeed permanent, but after all, some people still want to challenge it.
But after her words fell, before Dongzu could speak, one of the people on the platform of God of War Sect showed a chill.
"Jin Lan, my God of War Sect has issued a Longwu wanted order. This person is definitely not going to be long. Don't take this matter to speak. You can't talk about the transportation route of the Immortal Taoist Court. At this moment, it has also been wiped out!"
"Is it?"
Jin Lan smiled softly and did not refute.
But her expression made Na's face a little ugly.
...
In the Shenyao Mountain, at the entrance, inside the cave.
Su Han's face turned pale, his eyes looked at the magic knife Jiye in his hand, and he smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"Earth-Ming-class weapons are powerful, but they consume a lot." Su Han muttered.
The three knives he had just swung were still when the magic sword Jiye was not unsheathed.
If it is out of the sheath, just the sword will draw the aura of the peak of the dragon spirit realm in its body, together with those spiritual power threads!
"With a single stab, it is comparable to the consumption of a low-level Forbidden Curse." Su Han sighed.
When he used the forbidden magic technique, he also consumed all the dragon power in his body.
However, the main source of the forbidden curse was the magic element. Fortunately, Su Han was able to temporarily fuse the magic element with the dragon power. Otherwise, he would not be able to perform it at all based on the cultivation level of his fifth-order great mage.
"If a dragon pill can be condensed, the dragon power contained in that dragon pill should be able to support the consumption of three knives when the magic sword is out of its sheath in the night."
"It seems that if it is not necessary in the future, it is better to use this knife..."
When the voice fell, Su Han's heart moved. On his fingers, the spatial ring flickered, and there were a lot of dragon pills floating around.
The top of these dragon pills was stained with blood, Su Han's cultivation base was shocked, and the blood immediately turned into nothingness.
"Nine thousand seven hundred and thirty..."
Su Han's Spiritual Sense swept over these dragon pills, a touch of joy appeared on his face.
Each of these gentian ~EbookFREE.me~ is the size of a demon pill, and the number is close to nine thousand, which makes the entire cave house unable to fit in.
Helpless, Su Han blasted the Dong Mansion away again, and only then levelled the nearly nine thousand dragon pills.
"It has been two years since I left Phoenix Sect. In the past two years, I finally made up the number of the first dragon pill."
He had already swallowed hundreds of dragon pills before, and at this moment, the dragon pills in the cave mansion had left after Su Han's first dragon pills were condensed.
Taking a deep breath, Su Han's eyes flickered, and with a wave of his palm, there were a thousand dragon pills floating immediately.
"Boom bang bang..."
Immediately afterwards, under the flash of Su Han's thoughts, a cultivation base burst out, and those dragon pills were transformed into dragon power in a muffled sound.
Su Han ran the Demon Dragon Emperor technique, and a whirlpool appeared above his head. The whirlpool was not large, but the suction power was extremely fierce, and it swallowed all the spiritual power!
(End of this chapter)