Long Yin's fighting spirit became stronger and stronger. Long Yin could feel the spiritual power that had been silent in his body's veins for a long time seemed to awaken at this moment. The angry flames made these spiritual powers flow rapidly in his veins... ЩЩ.79.

"What's wrong with Li Tian? In this battlefield of death, didn't I, Long Yin, treat other trialists with the same attitude? Didn't other trialists treat me, Long Yin with the same attitude?"

"So, in this battlefield of death, there is no right or wrong, only the difference between strength and weakness! The strong can control the fate of others, and the strong can write history according to their own wishes!"

"If I, Long Yin, want to escape from Li Tian's feet today, I will only become as strong as Li Tian, ​​or even stronger than Li Tian!"

As Long Yin's aura continued to rise, Long Yin felt that his strength seemed to have entered a state that he had never entered before, which was even stronger than the peak of the ninth level of the cultivator!

However, this is not the realm of the Venerable!

However, Long Yin knew very well that after ten years of entering the realm of a disciple, he finally reached the threshold of the realm of a Venerable!

"Oh, under this situation, you can continue to practice. It's not a pity that you are the famous Long Yin, but don't you feel it's too late? If you are fighting with another venerable now, you may have already been in a different place now!" Li Tian said with a sneer.

...

In the distance, Situ Ningbing and Tang Xiaolong did not stop their actions of killing the disciples and trialists. In just a few minutes, there were already hundreds of corpses under their feet.

More trialists have fled into the dead land. In addition to the corpses left behind, there is also a large circle of refugees who have just been captured.

Most of these refugees have very low cultivation levels, and some are only at the first and second level of cultivators. At this time, these refugees' faces were full of horror, and they knelt on the ground with trembling trembling, not daring to look up at Situ Ningbing and Tang Xiaolong!

Around these refugees, there were some trialists in shackles.

Shackles as thick as fingers pass through the bodies of these trialists, and then connect them together with metal chains as thick as wrists. It can be seen that these trialists have extremely underground status.

Don’t underestimate these simple shackles. Although these shackles cannot make these trialists die, they have no way to continue practicing. Even if they cannot obtain spiritual sources for a long time to consolidate their cultivation, their cultivation level will be regressed!

However, these trialists are cannon fodder, and more than half of them cannon fodder trialists can not survive for half a year, and very few can survive for a year, so they dare not even think about absorbing spiritual sources.

In their hearts, their greatest wish is to have strong people break the cage of the earth city and allow them to escape from here alive.

Now, their wish has come true!

This is when the trialists saw the powerful Venerables breaking the shackles on their bodies with their strength, trying to escape into the mountains of the dead land.

However, teleportation, two huge pressures fell from the sky, causing the bodies of these trialists to tremble involuntarily. It was completely impossible to break the shackles on their bodies.

Whether it is refugees or these cannon fodders, there is no difference between Situ Ningbing and Tang Xiaolong.

They are not saviors, they just haven't taken time to kill these weaker guys.

Suddenly, among these cannon fodder trialists, a lemur tribe trialist with fluffy all over the ground, shouting loudly at Situ Ningbing and Tang Xiaolong: "I know Lord Li Tian... I know Lord Li Tian, ​​please help me save me!"

Situ Ningbing and Tang Xiaolong looked at each other, and the two teleported to the lemur tribe trialist.

Tang Xiaolong reached out and grabbed the shackles of the Lemur Trialist, easily broke the shackles, and asked in confusion: "Do you know the little boss?"

"Little boss? Is it Lord Li Tian? I know it, I know it! Ten years ago, when Lord Li Tian was not yet in the Venerable realm, I was already a follower under Lord Li Tian!"

The lemur tribe who was talking was Xiao Baimao. When Li Tian teleported to the group of trialists in Tucheng just now, Xiao Baimao recognized Li Tian at a glance.

Xiao Baimao never expected that Li Tian had become a powerful priest at the level of the Venerable after not seeing each other for ten years, but when Xiao Baimao wanted to call Li Tian, ​​Li Tian had teleported to other places.

"Oh, are you Li's entourage? Are you Little White Maiden?" Situ Ningbing asked in confusion as she looked at the gray and bloody fluff on her body.

As he said that, Situ Ningbing and Tang Xiaolong had already driven away the gravity pressure exerted on Xiao Baimao, and reached out to help Xiao Baimao up.

Xiaobaimao did not expect Situ Ningbing to call out his name. She couldn't help but tremble in her heart, and she burst into tears and said: "I didn't expect that the past ten years have passed, Lord Li Tian has not forgotten me yet. Xiaobaimao, Xiaobaimao is so touched!"

"Are there any other followers of the Third Young Master of the Underworld or the young boss?" Tang Xiaolong asked?

A sad expression appeared on the little white-haired face and said, "In the past few years, the city lord of Tucheng and the Venerable Red Copper have been fighting continuously. We cannon fodder trialists are basically dead! I should be the only one of the followers of the Third Young Master of the Netherworld and Lord Li Tian."

"Oh, by the way, if Ye Xing is still alive, there should be one more, but he should still be at the headquarters of the Third Young Master of the Underworld!"

Tang Xiaolong looked at Situ Ningbing and said, "What should we do now? Should we kill these people or?"

Hearing Tang Xiaolong's words, the cannon fodder trialists and the refugees who escaped from the refugee city suddenly wailed and knelt on the ground to beg for mercy. Some cannon fodder trialists knelt in front of Xiaobaimao, hoping that Xiaobaimao could beg for mercy for them.

"Two Lords, it's not easy for these brothers to survive until now. Can you let them go?" said the little white-haired man.

Situ Ningbing smiled slightly and said, "Since you are Li's entourage, then these people will be left to you to deal with! I believe that if Li knew that you were still alive, he would definitely be very happy!"

Tang Xiaolong asked in confusion: "Why would the little boss treat Long Yin like this? When he left the refugee city, didn't the little boss say that he wanted to see Long Yin take Long Yin away from the battlefield of death? Is Long Yin not as good as a follower ten years ago in the eyes of the little boss?"

Situ Ningbing looked at Li Tian's direction and said to Tang Xiaolong: "Don't you understand Li yet? When we came to the battlefield of death, our cultivation was not very high. Ten years later, now you, me, Li are already at the level of a Venerable, and only Long Yin is still a cultivator. If Li Tian does not force Long Yin to quickly break through to the realm of a Venerable, do you think that with Long Yin's pride, will you follow us out of the battlefield of death with us?"

As soon as Situ Ningbing finished speaking, two powerful pressures of the Venerable level fell from the sky where Li Tian was in the distance!
Chapter completed!