But whether you can find Yan Mingkong, and whether you can surpass other senior brothers in this temple and Tianhe's senior brothers depends on your own ability and your sect."

The young man in blood laughed and said, "You two families work together, and this sect is not easy to deal with."

After laughing, he said, "It's not bad, I'll make this contribution first, thank you Brother Li."

The young man in monk asked, "How many people are there on your side now?"

"The Great Elder Long of the Dark Emperor Palace is ready to go down with me." The young man in blood replied: "In addition, Master Konglu of Kuhai has just left, you must know him. You have a common language in killing Chen Luoyang, but you don't talk to me."

The young man in monk's clothes said calmly: "He won't meet me, everyone is fine. It's enough to have a consensus on the matters of the vast land of China."

The young man in blood smiled silently and said, "In addition, Master Konglu invited the second lord of the White Bone Palace to come out of the mountain."

The young man in monk's clothes calculated silently in his heart and sighed: "It feels like he is still very tight."

The corner of the young man in blood touched the mouth: "Brother Li has a broad relationship, so I believe he can invite more experts."

"Do your best." The young man in monk sighed, then threw a jade slip to the other party, and turned around and left.

As soon as he left, the smile on the face of the young man in blood disappeared, and he looked down at the jade slip and pondered.

After a moment, a shadow appeared beside him.

A man appeared in the shadow, standing side by side with the young man in blood, and said, "If he goes down with Yang from Tianhe, he must have to kill Chen Luoyang on the spot. You have no chance to capture him alive."

The young man in blood put away his jade slip and said, "I can't capture it alive, and there is no way. If I can't get the Netherworld Sword Technique for the Sect, I have to prepare some wild food for myself. I can't run for nothing."

As he spoke, he looked down at his palm.

The palm of his hand was as white as jade, but there was a faint blood redness on the palm.

It seemed like there was a sea of ​​blood between the palms.

The black shadow beside him saw the palm of the young man in blood and frowned subconsciously: "Hold your hands away, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."
Chapter completed!