Chapter 467 The Elders of the Seven Rings

Seeing this, Luo Zhen and Bai Susu hurriedly followed.

"Brother Qijie, what's wrong?" Qijie stopped next to the coffin. Luo Zhen caught up and asked quickly.

After entering the fifth level, Qijie behaved a little abnormally, which made Luo Zhen worried.

Because Luo Zhen knows nothing about the fifth level, the following levels also rely on Qi Jie's understanding. If something happens to Qi Jie, it will have a big impact on Luo Zhen.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, to be honest, that blood shadow should be an elder of my clan. At this moment, his clone is under siege. He asked me to go to the deepest part of the lake, which is also under the coffin. It seems that he has something to tell me." Qijie revealed everything and actually told Luo Zhen the truth.

Luo Zhen looked at the blood shadow, then at Qijie, and said: "Well, since you are the elder of your clan, I can't accompany you. Then Brother Qijie, be careful. If there is any danger, don't Fight head-on to save your own life.”

Along the way, Qijie and Luo Zhen have helped each other and supported each other all the way until now. There has not even been a dispute between the two, and their relationship is getting closer.

Although they haven't reached the point of sacrificing themselves for each other, they are still relatively compatible fellow Taoists, so it's normal to show concern.

Moreover, the lake was not friendly to Luo Zhen, and Luo Zhen did not want to take the risk of diving into it. But Qi Jie can transform into the sea of ​​blood by himself, so the water in the lake should have no effect on him, so he can only let Qi Jie go alone.

"Yes." Qijie nodded, then wrapped his body with blood to form a barrier, and then jumped into the lake.

After Qijie left, Xueying's condition did not change. He was still tied to the pillar and had his bloodline sucked by the old white-bearded Taoist.

Luo Zhen naturally didn't want to get involved, so he immediately walked towards the coffin to see if there was anything else of value inside.

Unexpectedly, Luo Zhen hadn't opened the coffin yet and just approached it, when he heard the old white-bearded old man's angry warning: "Junior, if you come near that coffin again, you will definitely die.

Hey! Luo Zhen has such a bad temper!

I killed everyone along the way and haven't I seen anyone?

Is the ninth level of the Emperor Realm very strong?

It’s not like I haven’t killed anyone before, so what’s the point of being arrogant about leaving it there? !

So under Whitebeard's warning, Luo Zhen rushed to the coffin almost instantly and kicked open the coffin board that was only slightly open!

Then he looked into the coffin nonchalantly, but he couldn't help but exclaimed as if he suddenly saw something strange.

"Fuck!"

The coffin is full of holy blood fruits! There are about seven or eight in total!

Luo Zhen was naturally extremely excited. There was a powerful guardian monster on the fourth floor, so Luo Zhen only got a divine soul fruit.

At this moment, there are actually seven or eight holy blood fruits that are as famous as the divine soul fruit in this coffin. How can Luo Zhen not be surprised?

Almost without thinking, Luo Zhen reached for it, preparing to put the Holy Blood Fruit into his bag.

"Junior, how dare you!"

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At this moment, in the deepest part of the blood lake, Qijie saw a six-winged blood cicada exactly like himself.

"Is it Senior who is calling me?" Qijie looked at Xue Chan warily and asked.

Although Xueying said that he was also a member of the six-winged blood cicada clan, it did not mean that Qijie would relax his vigilance.

Some people even kill their wives and children in order to ascend to the spiritual world to realize their Taoist mind. On the fourth floor, didn't Qi Jie and Luo Zhen also meet the ant king who devoured his own people and strengthened himself?

What's more, Qijie and Xueying don't know each other at all, so it's normal for them to devour each other.

But it is true that Xueying is a member of the Six-Winged Blood Cicada clan, so Qijie only came to the bottom of the Blood Lake after hearing Xueying's instructions to him.

Because Qijie also has his own plans.

"I didn't expect that I have been here for thousands of years. I was about to give up, but in the end I still met the descendants of our Six-winged Blood Cicada clan!"

A blood cicada slightly larger than Qijie sighed and flapped its wings to express its joy.

There is an independent space at the bottom of the lake, which is only about three to four hundred square meters in size.

The blood cicada was lying there, its six remaining wings dancing non-stop.

If Qijie's wings are broken, they can be restored. But the wings of the blood cicada in front of him were in tatters, indicating that he must have suffered a devastating blow before, which resulted in him losing the ability to restore his wings.

Qijie couldn't help but feel frightened. This Xue Chan was a strong man in the ninth level of the Emperor Realm, and he was considered a top expert in this wild continent.

Coupled with the demon race's own advantages, it can be said that no race can threaten him, let alone one who is in such a state.

Moreover, this Demon Suppressing Valley is also very weird. Even Qi Jie has long suspected that this Demon Suppressing Valley is the work of a certain powerful person!

If it is true as Qi Jie thinks, then Qi Jie cannot even imagine how majestic and boundless the person who created this Demon Suppressing Valley is to be able to imprison so many strong men.

Even in the spiritual world, not many people may be able to just open up the space inside.

"Senior, what happened? How could he be so depressed?" Qijie couldn't figure out the reason, so he had to ask Xue Chan.

Xue Chan smiled bitterly and said helplessly: "Those two people are too strong, too strong, and they can't be beaten."

Qijie was even more horrified. Is there anyone in this barbaric continent who can scare the strong men of the ninth level of the Emperor Realm?

After all, listening to Xue Chan's tone, it was obvious that he was extremely frightened of the two people who injured him.

The highest level in the Wild Continent is only the ninth level of the Imperial Realm. Since they are both at the same level, their strength will not be much different, and they won't be so scared, right?

And this is the Demon Race, one of the most mysterious races among the existing races in the Wild Continent.

How could the top warriors of such a powerful race be afraid? Even Qijie couldn't figure it out.

Xuechan saw Qijie's doubts and said, "You don't need to think so much. You won't know these things now. When you return to the tribe, you will naturally understand what happened."

Then he paused and said to himself with some sadness, "I guess there must be someone in the tribe who is oppressed now?"

"Since I can't get out, I will pass my bloodline to you! I can see that you are extraordinary. You should not be from the Savage Continent. You may be from the Spirit World."

Xuechan didn't give Qijie a chance to interrupt, and immediately told Qijie's origins, which surprised Qijie a little.

This is the first time he was suspected of coming from the Spirit World in the Savage Continent. In fact, Luo Zhen had suspected it a long time ago under the prompt of the system, but Qijie didn't know it.

Qijie said nothing, and his two light red eyes stared straight at the powerful Xuechan in front of him.

"Don't worry, no matter where you come from, you are my people, so you can accept my blood!"

After the blood cicada finished speaking, it suddenly stood up, then quickly flapped its wings and flew up with difficulty: "But before that, I have to complete some things."

As soon as the voice fell, the blood cicada rushed out of the lake. Qi Jie didn't know what was going on, so he had to wait there.

On the lake, Luo Zhen ignored the warning of the white-bearded Taoist priest and reached out to take the holy blood fruit directly, wanting to put them in his pocket.

Who knew that as soon as he touched the holy blood fruit, the blood cicada suddenly rushed out of the blood lake, scaring the white-bearded Taoist priest and Luo Zhen.

After the blood cicada came out, the blood shadow turned into a pool of blood and flowed towards the blood cicada, and soon merged into it.

A strong aura of the ninth heaven of the emperor realm burst out on the lake. Luo Zhen couldn't help but frown and whispered: "This blood cicada should be much stronger than the ant king!"

"If you want my bloodline, you have to see if you can bear it!" The blood cicada looked at the white-bearded Taoist priest with wide eyes. His broken body burst out with majestic aura, and his words were overbearing, which made people unquestionable.

"Hmph, it's just a beast, and you dare to be arrogant. I'll suck your blood dry!" The white-bearded Taoist priest was not to be outdone. He took out the spherical spiritual weapon and pointed it at the blood cicada.

The blood cicada kept flapping, and the broken wings suddenly burst out with amazing power. Almost in the blink of an eye, the blood cicada was next to the white-bearded Taoist priest, and its two sharp front claws hooked towards the Taoist priest's head, taking his head directly!

Although the white-bearded Taoist priest was half a beat slower, he also reacted and hurriedly put the spiritual weapon that absorbed blood next to him to block it.

The blood cicada did not attack the spiritual weapon, but grabbed it, and suddenly slapped the chest of the white-bearded Taoist priest with its two hind claws.

Seeing that the spiritual weapon could not break free, the white-bearded Taoist priest had to let go, and dodged the attack of the blood cicada.

The blood cicada grabbed the spiritual weapon and flew back without continuing to chase.

"I am too lazy to fight with you, you can do whatever you want." The blood cicada said coldly, and then rushed into the bottom of the lake again.

Some black-robed people wanted to keep the blood cicada, but they were injured by the blood energy of the blood cicada, and finally they could only watch the blood cicada leave.

"Beast! Next time, I will definitely drain your blood!" The white-bearded Taoist priest did not dare to go down to the lake, so he had to roar twice in the sky above the lake to express his anger.

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