In the end, Bian Lingzhu didn't go straight to Qin Yichen.
Thinking about it, she still wanted to get even with Qin Yichen after getting the essence pearl of the King of Death Souls.
Ever since she was young, this was the first time her butt had been touched. Moreover, it was by a man!
This was something she absolutely could not accept.
Swish!
Zhong Zizhen, who was dressed in green, arrived with a sword hum.
At this moment, there was an old man wearing an alchemist's robe beside him.
"Crafty Face Alchemist … Shen He Bai!"
After seeing the two of them, Bian Lingzhu's expression changed drastically. Obviously, she was very afraid of them.
Don't think that Zhong Zi was trying to please her in front of the King of Death. However, in front of real benefits, beautiful women were nothing.
With absolute power, what kind of beauty couldn't he have?
Moreover, he now had a Crafty Face Alchemist by his side.
This Crafty Face Alchemist was an extraordinary figure in the Central Plains. He was originally a grandmaster of the Pill Tower, but he was expelled by the Pill Tower because of his research on evil medicine. Later, he changed his appearance and became the Crafty Face Alchemist.
His strength was definitely not weak!
The two of them usually didn't seem to have any friendship, but now they were walking together, which was really surprising.
"I didn't expect Miss Bian to be one step ahead of me again."
After Zhong Zizhen arrived, he glanced at Qin Yichen and said to Bian Lingzhu. He seemed to be very calm.
"What are you doing here instead of looking for your Golden Windflame Sword?"
Bian Lingzhu frowned and said coldly.
"Unfortunately, that sword seems to be in the hands of the King of Death Spirit."
Obviously, Zhong Zizhen had come here after getting the exact information.
Bian Lingzhu's expression changed again.
It looked like Zhong Zizhen and Shen He Bai had joined hands!
This was an extremely tricky matter, not to mention that she didn't have any helpers by her side right now.
As she thought about it, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of Qin Yichen, who was watching a good show. Her expression changed a few times before the corners of her mouth curled up. "Big Cousin, you said you would get the Death Spirit King's Essence Pearl for me. You can't lie to me."
"Big Cousin?"
Hearing her soft voice, Qin Yichen shuddered all over. He looked left and right and found himself here. Then he pointed at his nose with his finger, his face full of shock. "Me?"
What the hell?
When did he become her big cousin?
Moreover, when did he promise to give her the Death Spirit King's Essence Pearl?
When Qin Yichen saw the evil smile on Bian Lingzhu's face, he finally understood.
Bian Lingzhu wanted to pull him into her camp to fight against Zhong Zizhen and Shen He Bai.
However, it was obvious that the enemy was stronger than them.
However, after seeing Zhong Zizhen's unfriendly gaze, Qin Yichen knew that no matter how he explained, Zhong Zizhen would not believe him.
"You want to use me?"
The corners of Qin Yichen's mouth curled into a cold smile. Then, he walked closer to Bian Lingzhu and said playfully, "Cousin, you must remember that you said that you would marry me after we go back this time!"
Now, it was Bian Lingzhu's turn to be stunned!
This guy dared to take advantage of her.
However, she could not get angry at this time. If she got angry, she would be exposed. At that time, she would not even be qualified to fight for the Death Spirit King's Essence Pearl.
If she could not make Zhong Zizhen and the others fear her, they would attack her now!
People like Zhong Zizhen and Shen He Bai were not kind people. They would kill her regardless of whether she was from a thousand-year-old family or not!
However, it was different now. Her Third Uncle could stop Zhong Zizhen. If she joined forces with Qin Yichen, whose Spiritual Power had reached the Spiritual Realm, they could barely stop Shen He Bai.
If they attacked, neither side would gain any advantage. The others would only benefit.
"Miss Bian's goal is the thousand-year-old Essence Pearl, and my goal is the Golden Windflame Sword. Why don't we join forces?"
There was no anger on Zhong Zizhen's face. Instead, he suggested.
Soon, the few of them reached an agreement.
They knew that they couldn't deal with the King of Death Spirit on their own.
However, only Qin Yichen knew what Zhong Zizhen was planning.
As long as he obtained the Golden Windflame Sword, no one here would be able to withstand a single blow from him.
It was ridiculous that the little girl agreed.
The five of them each had their own ulterior motives.
Qin Yichen was the same. He wanted both the Death Spirit King's Essence Pearl and the Golden Windflame Sword.
Of course, it seemed a little unrealistic now. However, the Golden Windflame Sword was worth fighting for.
As soon as they got close to the palace, Qin Yichen felt a chill on his body. It was as if something was drilling into his body.
He stood some distance behind Bian Lingzhu.
Seeing that he was able to walk around without a change in expression despite being alone, everyone began to take him seriously.
This was not something a flower in a greenhouse could do.
“
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Zhong Zizhen kicked open the door of the palace. Instantly, a cold and sinister aura gushed out. Dozens of pairs of ghostly eyes looked over at him.
There were dozens of Black-haired Undead Spirits. Judging from their auras, they were not weak.
The hall was hazy. There were ancient skeletons and new skeletons. Broken armor and broken swords were scattered all over the place.
These skeletons were left behind by people who had come here before.
Over the years, many experts had come to this underground palace to look for treasures. Almost all of them had died here.
This scene gave people an ominous feeling in their hearts.
In the middle of the hall, an undead spirit stood there, emitting red light. Its eyes were red, and so was its hair. It was obvious that it was the King of Death Spirits.
Its body was five or six times larger than the surrounding Undead Spirits. It was so burly that it looked like it could not be hurt by any sword.
What attracted everyone's attention was the long sword that was stuck in the ground behind it.
Although it had been there for thousands of years.
It was untainted!
The sword was more than three feet long. It was as beautiful as an ice crystal and was covered with complicated patterns. An ancient and powerful aura came from the sword.
"The Golden Windflame Sword!"
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the long sword.
That was the spiritual weapon of the number one swordsman in the Northern Region!
"Kill!"
Zhong Zizhen's heart was burning. He took the lead and rushed in. With a slash of his sword, the Undead Spirits fell.
After all, he was the only one here who used a sword. He felt that no one would snatch this spiritual weapon from him. As long as he could get this spiritual weapon … A cruel smile appeared on his face.
On the other side, Bian Lingzhu's third uncle waved his sleeves and blasted the Undead Spirits apart. With a wave of his sleeve, he had the power to split stone and metal.
Qin Yichen, Shenhe Bai, and Bian Lingzhu followed closely behind. They used their mental power to penetrate the Spiritual Sea of the Undead Spirits. The Spiritual Sea shattered, and the light in their eyes dimmed. Then, they fell limply to the ground.
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