Gilgamesh is a wicked mouth.

"Tsk."

He said he was disgusted.

But he immediately stretched out his hand to the rusty Guili Sword beside Yi Lin.

Whoosh!

The rusty sword of detachment flew towards Gilgamesh and fell into his hands.

The moment Gilgamesh held the sword of demiliation.

On the Guili Sword, rust stripped off one after another, revealing the dark red sword body...

"Missing magic is a very high-end skill."

Green nodded.

She began to comment on Yi Lin's behavior again, like a commentator who sat and spoke without a back pain while talking.

In Green's words, it is very rare to use the "high-end" evaluation.

It seems that the "thinking body" is indeed a very high-end power system.

Although Yi Lin can use the "pseudo-Holy Grail" and "Holy Relics" to complete the ritual and create the conditions required for the "Holy Grail Summoning Ritual".

But obviously, these "substitutes" cannot really allow the ritual that matches the "Seven Heroes" to arrive intact.

He could only summon "Gilgamesh" corresponding to "Sword of Death".

Interestingly, this time the rank that Gilgamesh matched was actually "Saber".

"Damn, you have made my king's sword rust, and you deserve to die."

Gilgamesh was angry.

But he did not pursue further.

It seems to be just a verbal talk.

Old arrogant and weird.

He turned his head and looked at the disorderly hunter who had gathered into the boundless sea.

The arrogance on his face was a little restrained, and replaced by an extremely solemnity.

"Gill, set a way for me."

Gilgamesh nodded: "One sword, your magic power can only make me swing one sword."

"good!"

In a few words, Gilgamesh agreed to help.

Just then.

far away.

A colorful light and shadow.

Yi Lin swung slightly beside him, and the Supreme Master of the Sect dragged a piece of black skin to Yi Lin.

The Supreme Master of the Sect had no hazy glow on his face and his old face showed him unreservedly in front of Yi Lin.

This was also the first time Yi Lin had truly seen the face of the Supreme Master of the Sect.

Yi Lin was stunned for a moment.

The Supreme Master of the Sect was covered with wrinkles, but her eyes were very clean, like the sky cleansed after the rain.

Is this the person Lao Chen has always been in secret?

Yi Lin looked away and looked at the piece of skin that the head supreme was holding in his hand.

The black skin is withered and shriveled, the collapsed head part, the green face and fangs, and the face is ferocious and ugly. It looks like a serious human being.

It doesn't look like a monster either.

If you insist on finding a creature to get a seat, the Moluo mentioned in the hands of the supreme leader is more like... a demon.

"This is?"

"Moro."

The Supreme Master of the Sect said calmly.

"hiss……"

Yi Lin took a deep breath: "Moluo from the Moluo Palace is dead?"

"Maybe."

A mouthful of blood was leaking from the corner of the Supreme Master's mouth, but she wiped it with her hands indifferently.

"I heard that there is a treasure of the empress in the Moluo Palace..."

"Sorry." The Supreme Master of the Sect interrupted Yi Lin's words: "It's not on Moral."

Yi Lin frowned and fell into silence.

The Supreme Master of the Sect looked up and looked at the boundless hunter in front of him who was temporarily trapped in the "kaleidoscope": "The human race, the energy has been exhausted."

Yi Lin shook her head: "It's not just the human race, but the world."

"The Seven-Missacre Empress once said that there is one person who can save the people from danger."

"The wordless sky monument?"

"yes."

"What else have you read?"

The Supreme Master of the Sect closed his eyes for a moment, opened his eyes again, and said calmly: "There is a sentence that I couldn't understand back then, but now, I suddenly realized that the sentence should have been left for you."

"Hurry up and talk about it."

“‘Begin’ is not necessarily the beginning, and ‘end’ is not necessarily the end.”

"What a riddle!"

Yilin applauded and laughed.

The Supreme Master looked at the handsome guy with golden armor in the sky, and a hint of curiosity flashed in his clear eyes, but she didn't ask any more, and her eyes fell on Yi Lin again: "What else can I do for you?"

"Take the monks who are still alive with your empress treasure."

"good."

The Supreme Master of the Sect knew that time was tight, and although she didn't know why Yi Lin asked, she still did it.

The wordless stele she interpreted was just one of the ten wordless stele pieces.

The information she and Yi Lin obtained is not equal.

But she knew that the safety of the people and the survival of the world now depended on this demon clan who was once called "Lin Yi".

The light shuttle flashes.

The imperial treasures she owns can freely shuttle to a certain extent.

In a blink of an eye, familiar figures appeared in the Ninth Heaven.

The spiritual energy in the ninth level of heaven is exhausted, so let alone the low-level cultivators. Those who can stand here safely have certain strength.

Chenbei, Jiannanchun, Xia Ruxue, Nieshanhe, Yang Bai, Yang Black, Feng Qingluan, Huoyun Taoist...

The demon clan’s Miaomiao, butter, dog brother, and the demon clans of Beijuluzhou…

Gradually, the ninth level of heaven became more and more lively.

Most of them had a confused expression on their faces. They were far from being the opponent of the Supreme Master of the Sect. When they were amazed and struggling in the gradually collapsed world, their eyes flashed, and an old hand flashed by, bringing them here one by one.

Of course, among these people, Chenbei is only special.

Others took the bus passively, while he took the initiative to get on the bus.

...

"Junior sister!?"

Chen Bei was drinking in the chores.

The old junior sister appeared in front of him.

"Senior brother, junior sister will take you to meet someone."

Chen Bei had no doubts and stepped into the "Tissot".

...

In the blink of an eye, Chenbei came to the ninth level of heaven.

As we met, we were a young man with a vague and familiar face.
To be continued...