Seeing that no one dares to challenge himself, the old count is even more proud. He smiles and leads the strong people of the blood clan to leave the third layer. The harvest of this word is very great. The old count also gets the magic weapon golden sword. The golden sword recognition is over. There is no bloodbath. Everything is very calm. Everyone gets the golden sword!

Everyone withdrew from the third floor to look for other opportunities. The opening period of the ruins is ten days, but now it's only the first day, but there are too few strong people who can come to the center of the ruins. Countless sanxiu have already died as soon as they break in!

On the other side, the position of Lingyan Pavilion, Bingling holding the golden sword in his hand, he always feel what's wrong, baffled his hands is the real magic weapon? Because his master once said that the real magic weapon will become extremely astringent, just like ordinary weapons, without any momentum. But for a moment, he felt that the golden sword in his hand was extraordinary!

"Bingling, what do you think?" Xingrui's voice came to his ears!

"Ah, nothing, elder Xingrui!" Bingling shakes her head and says that he finds that he is behind the team and catches up with her. Xingrui just looks at her and doesn't say much. She goes on. If Lingfeng doesn't rely on her mouth and let Xingrui take care of Bingling, she won't pay attention to a waste firewood. Even he is jealous of Bingling, and doesn't know Lingfeng Pavilion leader takes a fancy to her!

The thought of the pavilion leader is really elusive. Xingrui is very confused and lucky. Jianshuang envies Bingling so much that she can be cut by the pavilion leader!

Ling Feng and Wang Ke also left here. There is no need to waste time here. Wang Ke asked suspiciously: "brother Ling, who do you think is stronger than the golden sword in my hand and the old immortal of the blood clan?"

"He's stronger!" Lingfeng light said!

"Ah, I didn't expect that the magic weapon left by our Chinese immortal relics was taken away by the blood clan. It's really heartbreaking!" Wang Ke was so sad that she didn't know whether it was true or not! Ling Feng baa has spoken, but continues to move on!

"Brother Ling, I find that you are not interested in the magic sword. Aren't you Jian Xiu? It's too hard to see? " Wang Ke said doubtfully, before two people entered here, they saw the magic sword together, but Ling Feng was calm, his eyes did not send out any fanaticism, which was very abnormal for Wang Ke, after all, Ling Feng can repair the sword! It's reasonable to be obsessed with magic soldiers!

"I have countless magic weapons in my hand. It's nothing at all!" Ling Feng light said, this is not Ling Feng boast, he really don't look up to the golden sword, he has a variety of original into the spirit sword, plus his Xuanyuan sword, but Xuanyuan sword he only used once, in Dongzhou against the road guard, and is forced to use, such a big earth, so far, no one is qualified to let Ling Feng use Xuanyuan sword!

"Ah, Lao Dao, I've been shut up for a long time. I didn't expect that Huaxia had a sword God besides you. By the way, have you heard of Leidi Zhang Shaojun?" Wang Ke asked!

"Brother Ling, I always think you are like a strong young man in China!" Wang Ke said with a smile!

"Master Ling!"

"It seems that what I think is right. You are the master Ling. At the beginning, I heard the blood clan call you master Ling. I didn't expect it was true!" Wang Ke calm surface counseling, heart is very shocked, he has already guessed the identity of Ling Feng, just not sure!

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