After half an hour.

On the eighth floor of the Black Lotus Palace, in the dark and dark passage, Shui Wuhen, who had arrived late, unexpectedly saw a person.

It was Bai Yue from the Demon Flame Sect. His hair was disheveled and his expression was embarrassed. He sat cross-legged on the ground.

When he got closer, he could clearly see a scary scar on his chest. The blood was dripping, the bones were deep, and it looked very terrifying.

But this is not the most deadly.

The most deadly is the sword from the heart. As long as the sword is half an inch deep, it can pierce the heart.

"Who hurt you?"

A strange light flashed in Shui Wuhen's eyes, and he asked.

Bai Yue opened his eyes and saw Shui Wuhen's figure, no surprise.

I had already guessed that someone would come.

It's just that what I thought at the time was that I didn't want to waste energy on Lin Yunshen and consume too much real energy.

But I never thought that it would be like a lost dog, facing the water without a trace.

"Lin Yun."

"It's really him."

In fact, seeing the sword marks on Bai Yue's body, Shui Wuhen has more or less, and has already guessed some.

Apart from Lin Yun and himself, none of the sect disciples in the Black Lotus Palace seemed to be using swords anymore.

No, there is another Mu Xiuhan.

But this person seems to be a bit unlucky and did not enter the Black Lotus Palace.

Thinking about it now, back then, I was wise to protect myself and retire early. How wise it is not to fight with Lin Yun for the Purple Palace Demon Pill.

As for Mu Xiuhan, no one else could be blamed.

Originally, he had suffered internal injuries in the fight with the Purple Electric Demon Dragon Monkey, and the treasure would also be broken. Seeing that after Lin Yun sacrificed the treasure, he still has to fight for it. It can be considered that he seeks benevolence and gets benevolence, so he deserves bad luck.

"What kind of exotic treasure was born in this treasure hall?"

Shui Wuhen was more concerned about this issue than who injured Bai Yue.

"Qiankun Yin-Yang Pill."

Bai Yue's face was gloomy and he said indignantly.

"Are you sure you're right?"

Shui Wuhen raised his brows, his expression clearly excited.

"Will I read it wrong? The dragon shadow is a pair, the yin and yang are conserved, and it is exactly the same as the record of the Qiankun yin and yang pill. Do you think I will read it wrong?"

Bai Yue snorted coldly, looking a little dissatisfied.

"Pity...."

Shui Wuhen's eyes showed a deep disappointment, and he pondered: "If there is a chance to directly condense the Qiankun Yin-Yang Pill of the perfect Zifu, I'm afraid it will be ruined in his hands."

Only at the tenth level of Xuanwu, or a master at the level of Eighth Young Master, only Qiankun Yinyang Pill is needed.

For others, although this pill can bring majestic medicinal power, it cannot use its most important characteristics. Naturally, it was a waste. Lin Yun's eighth level of Xuanwu, if he rashly refined it, would definitely be a waste.

"Hmph, it's best to spoil it."

Bai Yue said lightly, with a cold light flashing in his eyes, this Qiankun Yin-Yang Pill should have belonged to him.

Shui Wuhen was noncommittal, didn't answer, smiled: "It's good to stay in this place, maybe within a day, you can get a little chance to break through the tenth level of Xuanwu."

Bai Yue was startled, but Shui Wuhen guessed what he was thinking.

On the eighth floor of the Black Lotus Palace, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is so rich that the outside world is unimaginable.

He is only half a step away from the tenth level of Xuanwu, if he can break through this half step before leaving. When Lin Yun leaves the Black Lotus Palace, he will have the same chance to recover the humiliation of being driven away by the other party.

"Aren't you going to shoot me?"

After staying for such a long time, the other party hadn't done anything to him, which made Bai Yue's eyes flash with surprise.

"Prodigal dog, why should you care, if you go crazy and bite me, it won't be a big loss."

Shui Wuhen gently shook the folding fan in his hand, and after a few words, Bai Yue almost died of anger, and continued to laugh: "I won't talk nonsense with you, do you understand the rules?"

"Understand!"

Bai Yue's face sank, his teeth clenched, his eyes were frighteningly cold.

Just like shit, you know that there are no good people in this Black Lotus Palace.

Of course, he is not a good person himself...

With a pat in the storage bag, a delicate jade bottle appeared on the ground.

"This is" Hehe, listen to him, no one has seen Zhang Yan, Lin Yun, Shui Wuhen, and Jing Jue in the treasure hall, all of them have indeed been seen. "

"I don't know who these three people can laugh at. It's exciting to think about it."

For most sects, the experience of this magic lotus secret realm has ended, but they are reluctant to leave without witnessing the birth of the final winner.

Seeing that the final suspense was about to be revealed, the atmosphere on the Silent Wasteland gradually became a little tense.

In the camp of High Heaven Sword Pavilion, a group of people were both happy and apprehensive.

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