Beitang Xiong stared at the precious bamboo in the hands of Great Joy Bodhisattva like a hungry wolf staring at its prey.

This precious bamboo exudes pure life force. It must be some kind of elixir, and it must be of the celestial level.

If used to temper my body, this thing will definitely help me make further progress.

His chances of breaking through to the celestial realm were slim, but with this thing, he could even reach a higher level.

I saw the Great Joyful Bodhisattva again. Although she looked powerful, she was just a grandmaster after all.

Now that I've been fighting, I've consumed a lot of my internal energy, so it shouldn't take much time to deal with her.

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated, and the blood in his body exploded instantly.

He stepped into the air, and powerful force exploded under his feet, forming a series of air explosions.

The left palm chopped out suddenly, with a fierce palm wind, heading straight for the Great Joy Bodhisattva.

Seeing this, the Bodhisattva of Great Joy was not afraid at all and also met the attack with a palm.

Two powerful forces collided in the air, stirring up a strong gust of air.

On the other side, Han Yu's gaze fell on the Six Sword Slaves.

She keenly sensed the faint soul aura emanating from the Six Sword Slaves, and her heart suddenly became excited.

"It's a jade slip of martial arts techniques. Anything that could fall into this underground palace must contain most of the Ghost Sect's secrets." Han Yu thought with gloomy eyes.

And I myself am cultivating the soul, if I can get this thing.

Then you will be able to integrate and understand it and go further.

Although there are many skills on the fairy island, in terms of the soul, they may not be comparable to the secrets of the ancient ghost sect.

She opened her red lips slightly, her voice carrying a hint of irresistible charm: "Everyone, this jade slip is destined to be with me, why not give it to me."

As she spoke, she slightly used her soul power to try to charm the six sword slaves.

However, the six sword slaves cooperated well and the sword formation was connected, but they failed to succeed.

Han Yu's soul power was unable to invade, and he couldn't help but frown slightly, but then he launched an offensive again and killed the six sword slaves himself.

At the same time, she did not forget to cast a coquettish glance at Zhao Luo and said in a soft voice:

"Junior brother, if you can help me, I will agree to anything you ask for."

There is endless charm in the words, and the content makes people think a lot.

With such a beauty and such a request, any other man would have agreed, but Zhao Luo remained unmoved.

"Senior brothers and sisters, I do not wish to join this fight. I will take my leave now."

Zhao Luo doesn't care about these things. He is the prince of Dagan, a disciple of the gods. It is impossible for him to lack resources and skills.

He was wholeheartedly seeking the truth, so it was impossible for him to care about Han Yu's words. He would not care too much about this thing.

After saying that, he bowed and flew towards the exit of the underground palace.

Only Beitang Xiong and Han Yu were left.

Beitang Xiong was relieved instead. He was afraid that Zhao Luo would come to snatch Baozhu. Now that he was gone, what did he have to fear?

In this underground palace, even Han Yu could not be his opponent.

Han Yu saw this scene, but didn't care.

Instead, he revealed a strange smile and said resentfully, "Junior brother is truly ruthless. That makes me like him even more."

Even as he was speaking, his hands continued to attack, and every blow could hurt his soul.

However, seeing that the six sword slaves were like one person, their soul defense power increased sixfold, and for a moment he was unable to defeat them.

"What a peculiar sword formation. If an ordinary supreme grandmaster were to encounter it.

I might have been defeated by you, but now you are facing me."