Chapter 660
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The Venerable Wu smiled as he looked at Ye Qingtang. "Actually, I forcefully broke through from the peak of the Third Heaven of Martial Qi Level Three to the Yin Yang Perfected Lord, resulting in a mental demon. I don't have much time left. However, I am rather gratified to see your growth in the last few days. Qingtang, you are the pride of Xuanling Sect …" The Venerable Wu shook his head. "I really miss the days when I refined weapons with you in Xuanling Sect …"
As the Venerable Wu finished his sentence, he turned into a cloud of blood mist and entered the Ice Frost Divine Sword in Ye Qingtang's hand.
"Grand Elder …"
Ye Qingtang frowned slightly. The Venerable Wu forcefully broke through his realm and caused his meridians to be damaged. He was already severely injured, and after the battle with her, he was injured by the Ice Frost Divine Sword.
"Rumble!"
Before Ye Qingtang could think further, the palace suddenly shook.
"F * ck. The Ice Frost Divine Sword deviated from its original position. The third level is about to collapse!" The little white tiger said hurriedly.
Ye Qingtang grabbed the little white tiger and flew away from the palace.
The Blood Moon Elder ran forward hurriedly when he saw Ye Qingtang.
"Holy Lady, how is it?"
The Blood Moon Elder sized Ye Qingtang up and asked.
"Let's leave this place first."
Ye Qingtang could not be bothered to talk nonsense with the Blood Moon Elder. Since she obtained the Ice Frost Divine Sword, the Dimension Wall would not be broken. The most important thing now was to leave the third level.
Very quickly, the Blood Moon Elder followed Ye Qingtang and returned to the first level on the void stairs.
In the boundless ice field.
Currently, there were less than one-third of the original surviving cultivators on the first level.
"Ye Qingtang, you are indeed a huge variable."
When they just arrived at the first level, they saw a Buddha statue walking, and a young man stood on the Buddha statue's shoulder.
The man was dressed in white and had an outstanding appearance. His eyes landed on Ye Qingtang without any bias.
"Ning Luo?"
Ye Qingtang frowned slightly as she looked at the man standing on the Buddha statue.
What exactly was Ning Luo's identity? He could actually control the ferocious creatures in the Hell of Avicinaraka …
That demonized Buddha statue possessed unfathomable strength. Its aura was even more terrifying than the Buddha statue in the blood-colored city.
"Ye Qingtang, perhaps I was too kind back then …" Ning Luo looked at Ye Qingtang and shook his head. "This matter has nothing to do with you, but you had to interfere."
"Ning Luo, who exactly are you? What do you want?" Ye Qingtang asked calmly.
"How?" Ning Luo sneered. "Naturally, I'll kill all the sinners on this continent."
"Who exactly are you?" Ye Qingtang was confused.
"Who I am is not important." Ning Luo shook his head as if he didn't want to answer her question.
According to Venerable Wu, Ning Luo wasn't a follower's descendant, but why …
"Return the sword to me." Ning Luo did not answer Ye Qingtang's question but looked at the Ice Frost Divine Sword in her hand.
"Ha." Ye Qingtang laughed coldly. "This sword is mine. Why should I give it to you?"
"This sword is yours?" Ning Luo stared at Ye Qingtang expressionlessly. "Why don't I know about it?"
Before Ye Qingtang could continue speaking, the Ice Frost Divine Sword in her hand flew out of her hand instantly.
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