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880. Chapter 880 Cleaning up the Portal IV

Yun Fuchen raised his head and glanced at the elixir in Qin Lieyan's hand. Sure enough, he saw a very fine black texture on it. He couldn't help but feel a little regretful. It was originally an eighth-grade elementary elixir, but it was a pity...

"Although Miss Ruoxue's Emperor-Breaking Pill is very valuable, it is a pity that it is a seventh-grade intermediate level. Miss Luosi's pill is also a seventh-grade intermediate grade, but its value is not as good as this Longevity Pill. So this time the champion is Wu Xie."

After discussion with the elders of Thousand Buddha Pagoda, Yun Fuchen announced.

When Hong Qin heard this, he was so excited that he wanted to laugh. Suddenly he remembered what Long Qingyue had hidden from him and her senior master. He couldn't help but pouted, stared angrily, and stopped laughing.

When Long Qingyue saw Hong Qin's face, she couldn't help but laugh secretly. He was a stingy old man. Let him be angry first. Now is not the time to explain.

"The awards will be given in three days. Please continue to live in Thousand Buddha Pagoda during these three days." Yun Fuchen said: "This time the alchemy conference is over, everyone who wants to disperse should disperse."

However, the square was still crowded with people, with no tendency to disperse. One after another, eyes fell on Long Qingyue and everyone in Xianling Pavilion.

Long Qingyue glanced at him and suddenly saw Ling Qianye, Ling Qianfei, Ximen Jin, Ximen Ting and others sneaking out of the square. A sneer curled up on his lips. This group of people who were greedy for life and fearful of death had to wait until they got the chance.

After learning that Master was still alive, you finally couldn't help but be afraid?

As soon as he moved, he immediately blocked Ling Qianye and others, and sneered: "Lord Pavilion Ling, where are you going? You don't seem very happy to hear the news that Master is still alive?"

Ling Qianye and others' expressions all froze, and Ling Qianye forced out a stiff smile, "How is that possible? Naturally, I was very happy to hear that Master is still alive. Where is Master now?"

"Of course it's in the Thousand Buddha Pagoda! Although the master failed to escape the tribulation that time and the body was destroyed, the soul survived by luck. Thanks to this purple flame ring, the master had a glimmer of hope." Long Qingyue seemed incomparable.

He sighed, reached out and touched the purple flame ring on his finger, and then said with a curious look: "Master Ling, why are your body shaking so hard? Are you internally injured by the blue wind? But it doesn't matter, Master

He is the god of medicine, and he can easily heal a minor injury. Why don't you follow me to see the master now? Hey... I haven't seen you in a hundred years, and the master has always missed you!"

Especially the word "thinking" was bitten very hard.

Ling Qianye's face turned pale, and she almost knelt down as her legs gave out.

Long Qingyue's expression was as calm as usual, but his eyes were a bit colder, with a hint of disdain. Just like that, he was so scared that his legs went weak? Humph!

"Wuxie, you are lying! The master is obviously dead. He was struck to death by the Nine-Nine Heavenly Thunder and his soul was destroyed. There is no way he is still alive!" Seeing Ling Qianye's weak momentum, Ximenting snorted disdainfully.

, said angrily to Long Qingyue, "What is your purpose for doing this? Did you steal my master's Najie?"

After Ximen Ting said this, Ling Qianye's aura suddenly increased a bit, and his eyes flashed. He clearly saw Ling Xiao's soul destroyed with his own eyes, how could he still be alive? This kid must be trying to scare him!

Ling Qianye was frightened because she was too surprised to receive the news that Ling Xiao was still alive, coupled with the sudden fear. After being reminded by Ximenting, her head suddenly became clearer.

Long Qingyue snorted coldly, his black robes fluttering, his aura no less than that of Ximen Ting and others, "Master is a master at the level of a God-Emperor. Do you think I can steal the Na Ring that a God-Emperor carries with him?"

I don’t know how to find a better lie.”

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