Get it done.

Jun Mingye breathed a sigh of relief, and even without looking at the devastated surroundings of his own face, he walked straight to Qilin, wrapped his hands around his chest, hugged Time, and then kicked him without hesitation.

Qilin let out a light reminder and slowly opened his eyes. His mind was still confused at first, and his eyes were also confused and dazed. Until he saw Jun Mingye's silver-faced appearance, he suddenly shuddered and woke up suddenly. He got up from the ground with a gurgle, stared at Jun Mingye, and blurted out: "Why are you here?"

Jun Mingye: “…”

Qilin only remembered that this guy was here to get the sword.

So he asked, "Have you taken the sword?"

Jun Mingye: “…”

He looked at Qilin with the look of looking at the idiot.

Qilin saw that he was holding a sword in his arms.

The black sword was familiar and unfamiliar. What was familiar was that it and he stayed in this dark cave for nearly ten thousand years. Every day he looked up and saw it, what was strange was that this was the first time in ten thousand years that he had completely seen it clearly. The hilt of the sword was simple, the sword body was sharp, the black and shiny, and the light was restrained. It was a good sword.

Qilin blushed a little, and the two words he said after waking up were all nonsense.

But his mind changed, and the third sentence was revealed. This time he was full of confidence and righteousness, "Why are you trying to knock me out?"

Jun Mingye: “…”

He looked at Qilin meaningfully, and his eyes moved downwards, landing on his chest, meaningful.

Qilin looked down and noticed that his chest was covered with blood, but the wound had healed and scabbed. In a few days, new flesh would grow and recover as before.

So, was knocking him out to draw his sword to heal his wounds?

He closed his eyes and felt it for a moment, and after he was sure that the remaining magic power in his body had disappeared, he opened his eyes. However, he still lowered his head and kept his eyes closed, and did not dare to look at Jun Mingye's expression at this time.

It must be ridiculed and disliked him.

This time he was really embarrassed. He was so embarrassed that his arrogance suddenly became mostly weaker.

It's like he punched someone, but instead of worrying about it, he cares about whether he hurts himself without grudges. This feeling really makes people angry and have nowhere to do it.

After a while of silence, Qilin muttered, extremely reluctantly, and said as if he was as merely as a mosquito and flies: "Thank you."

Jun Mingye raised his eyebrows and raised his tail tone, "Hmm?"

After all, Qilin was still the Qilin who was ignited with a little irritable temper. Even though he knew that it was inappropriate at this moment, he still exploded. He suddenly looked up and glared at Jun Mingye. His mouth opened and closed, and his anger came out, "What's the hell? Didn't you hear me? Are you old and your ears not working? And um? Jun Mingye, don't think that you pulled out the years and cleared the magic and healed the wound. I'm grateful to you for your gratitude! I tell you, this is impossible! This is absolutely impossible! You dream! There are everything in your dream!"

Jun Mingye was still very calm. After he finished speaking, he slowly said: "I am not as old as you, and I don't think so."

Qilin was stunned, and then realized that he was replying to what he had just said, and he was furious and exploded like a firecracker. "Jun Mingye, what do you mean? Are you hinting that I can't beat you at such an age? Do you look down on me or don't believe that I have this strength? Let me tell you, give me some time, and when I get back to my peak state, you will definitely beat you all over the ground!"

Jun Mingye's mouth twitched, feeling speechless.

Isn't this guy's brain a little abnormal?

He suddenly became a little worried now. If he really brought this guy to Jin Yue, would he be angry with Jin Yue? After all, this guy is so owed!

Jun Mingye's eyebrows were gathered up and he began to think about this issue seriously.

Seeing that he was silent and looked thoughtful, Qilin asked suspiciously, "What are you secretly trying to do?"

Jun Ming Yeyun replied calmly: "I want to bring you to Jin Yue."

When Qilin heard this, he said without thinking: "Of course, that's my master! Of course I want..."

"Your master is dead." Jun Mingye interrupted him coldly, paused, and he continued: "She is just the reincarnation of your master, and cannot be considered your master."

The Qilin's voice stopped abruptly, and then the light in his eyes suddenly dimmed, and his head also drooped.

Yes, that was the reincarnation of his master. There was no contract between them, so she could no longer be considered his master.

But he still involuntarily thought that she was her and his master.

"No, she is." Qilin suddenly looked up and stared at Jun Mingye, with her eyes firm and hot, word by word, every word clear, "One day is the main, life is the main, no matter how many times she reincarnates, as long as I don't die, she will always be my master!"

Jun Mingye had no trouble on his face, and he had already affirmed him a little.

Although his mouth is a little poisonous and a little damaged, it only targets others, not including Jin Yue.

He is quite loyal to Jin Yue.

"So, can you take me to see my master?" Qilin asked tentatively. At this time, he had already restrained his backbone and smiled at Jun Mingye with a flattering smile.

Jun Mingye glanced at him sideways, snorted lightly, and said coldly, "See you're performing."

"Jun Mingye, you..." He was about to curse without hesitation, and saw Jun Mingye glance at him lightly, and the Qilin voice stuck, and a smile that was even worse than crying appeared on his face. He changed his tone and gritted his teeth and said, "What a magnanimous and good man!"

Jun Mingye smiled and commented: "It's so ugly."

Then tap your toes and sweep to the stone gate.

Qilin's anger surged upwards, and there was still reason to think about something else. He kicked his feet without thinking, and his whole body jumped up.

The next second, he suddenly woke up and said something bad. He subconsciously hugged his head with both hands and was ready to be beaten back to the Dragon Slaying Platform by being trapped in the dragon formation.

However, the attack from the trapped dragon formation did not wait, but the feet actually landed on the ground.

Qilin closed his eyes and waited for a while, but still didn't wait for the attack he should have. He stepped on the ground with his feet slightly force, and after confirming that the touch of his feet could not be fake, his eyelashes trembled, and then he opened his eyes trembling.

First, he looked down at the ground that was completely different from the Dragon Slaying Platform. He was about to raise his foot and kick it, but suddenly he found that the thousand-year-old black iron chain that had originally locked his ankle was no longer there, not just his ankle, but he raised his hand and looked at it, and there was nothing on his wrist.

Qilin was shocked and then he was half a beat slow to remember that he should look at the surrounding environment.

I didn't know until I looked at it. After a while, I realized that not only four Xuan Iron Practitions that restricted his movements had been cut off, but even the hateful Dragon-Scrawling Formation was broken.

And the only person who does all this is Jun Mingye.

Qilin turned around and looked at Jun Mingye's tall and tall figure. He was speechless for a moment, his lips moved, trying to say something. In the end, he didn't say anything.

Jun Mingye put away the years, and didn't want to see his pretentious look of being very entangled and stupid, thinking about whether to thank him again, so he turned around and walked outside.

Without restraint, Qilin was feeling comfortable all over at this moment. Seeing Jun Mingye leaving, he simply stopped asking for trouble and thanked him. He flew up and fell down next to Jun Mingye again. He just fell down with Jun Mingye, and was having fun.

Jun Mingye: “…”

His pace was speeding up. He didn't want to pay attention to this guy with a ill mind and just wanted to go out early.

When the two walked out of the corridor and came to the sword room with various magical weapons in the room, it should be said to be a sword tomb, their steps gradually eased.

"What kind of rags are there here? The Huanjian Tomb? They are all ragged iron that cannot be placed on the table. Is there a happier way to show it?"

For Qilin who has lived for thousands of years, he has seen countless magic weapons and weapons. His master's Mo Xie and Jun Mingye's years are among the best magic weapons on the entire continent that cannot be surpassed. So suddenly seeing so many magic weapons and weapons that he had never heard of before, Qilin fell into deep self-doubt.

Is the skills of refining weapons so rough now? Look at the weapon made, it is too weak, right? It's not enough to take his move.

"How to go out?" Qilin turned his head and looked at Jun Mingye.

"Just break it." Jun Mingye pointed to the huge dragon-breaking stone that tightened the entire cave, leaving no gap in it.

Qilin looked in the direction he pointed, frowned, stretched out his fingers and rubbed his chin, and said with a slut: "I'm afraid this is a bit difficult."

Jun Mingye didn't say anything, and a ball of pure black magic power that was undetermined in his hand was condensed, and then he threw it on the Broken Dragon Stone. The magic power instantly wrapped the Broken Dragon Stone. At first glance, the Broken Dragon Stone seemed to be flying in the clouds. If the colors were not black, it would feel more and more like a fairy-like misty cloud.

Magic has a corrosive effect and begins to spread fiercely on the Dragon Broken Stone.

Jun Mingye pulled out the years and slashed hard in the middle of the Broken Dragon Stone!

‘Click!’

A clear sound rang out.

A wide fist crack appeared on the Broken Dragon Stone.

Immediately afterwards, the pure black demonic energy entered the crack, and the crack was corroded bigger and bigger.

Qilin's mouth opened slightly, obviously surprised.

"Can you split the Broken Dragon Platform?" Qilin looked at him incredibly.

Jun Mingye refused to comment and nodded slightly, which was considered an admission.

The Qilin stepped forward and got closer. He could feel the aura on the Broken Dragon Stone that made him uncomfortable was the aura of the demon clan.

He is an ancient divine beast, at least he has something to do with the gods, so he naturally doesn’t like the demons. And those beasts that fall into demons, and they can even be said to be disgusted.

Now that I feel the rich and pure demonic aura, I see the corrosive magic power expanding the cracks of the Dragon Broken Stone, and I can vaguely see that it is a door for only one person to pass through.
Chapter completed!