"What's wrong?"

Baili Xuanba looked at them curiously.

After dying in the Tianji Palace, it takes two hours before one can enter the Tianji Palace again.

He doesn't know the situation in Tianji Palace now.

But looking at Nalan Yanran and Ye Wuyi's pale faces, and the cold sweat oozing from their foreheads, he knew that something must have happened in the Tianji Palace.

Baili Xuanba's question did not immediately bring the two back to reality.

A few breaths passed.

The two gradually came to their senses.

Nalan Yanran looked up at Baili Xuanba.

"Brother Baili, you are going crazy..."

As she said this, she seemed to recall the scene she had just seen in the Tianji Palace.

Suddenly my whole body trembled, and a chill surged in my heart.

Baili Xuanba looked at Ye Wuyi.

He knew that he could no longer get any useful information from Nalan Yanran.

“This…” Ye Wuyi had a bitter smile on his face, “As soon as I entered, I was killed. I saw a flash of cold light. It was too strong, ridiculously strong.”

Baili Xuanba couldn't help but be shocked.

He was very curious about what happened in the Tianji Palace.

Tianji Palace.

The six elders of the Locking Immortal Sect were trembling in the corner.

"Is this guy really Junior Master?"

Feng Shang wanted to cry but had no tears, and let out a helpless wail.

In his eyes, Junior-Master Uncle Qin Lang was kind and would never attack them.

But the "I am very low-key" in front of him was killing crazily.

Could it really be Junior-Master Qin Lang?

"Maybe Junior Master Qin Lang feels that no one in Tianji Palace will really die..."

Wu Changfeng said angrily.

This was just his guess and he wasn't sure.

After all, Qin Lang's cultivation was extremely high, and he could not guess what Qin Lang was thinking.

"Elder Wu, the disciples who died under Junior-Master Qin Lang's sword all said that they were inspired in their cultivation."

Beihe's eyes flickered and he was somewhat moved.

"Otherwise, let's go get killed once too."

With anticipation, he suggested to Wu Changfeng.

Wu Changfeng's expression suddenly darkened.

"No! We are all elders. If we die here like the disciples, where will our dignity be?"

He didn't want to be killed by Brother DiDi like those disciples.

“Gurgle…”

Fengshang, who was beside Wu Changfeng, swallowed.

"What's wrong?"

He looked at Feng Shang and asked.

Feng Shang pointed forward with surprise in his eyes.

“Here I come.”

He said blankly.

Suspicion appeared in Wu Changfeng's eyes.

Coming?

What's coming?

Wu Changfeng turned around and looked where Feng Shang pointed.

But his head only turned halfway.

I found that my vision began to wander.

"Strange... Why can I see my own body? And there's no head?"

This was the only thought left in Wu Changfeng's mind.

But when he saw in front of him.

The man with the words "I'm very low-key" on his head.

I immediately understood what had happened.

Oh shit!

Such a fast sword?

He was killed now?

Before his consciousness returned to reality from Tianji Palace.

Feng Shang, Yu Yuanhao, Song Zhao, Qian Jue and Bei He...

They all died under the sword of "I am very low-key".

The six elders of the Locking Immortal Sect were completely wiped out in the Tianji Palace.

Soon, Qin Lang was the only one left in Tianji Palace.

He was stunned.

"Huh? Why is there no one here?"

The current situation was somewhat unexpected for him.

He just remembered that many people asked to compete with him.

In the ring, kill one and then the next, kill one and then the next.

Qin Lang simply stopped thinking about it.

Look at the people in front of you and start killing them.

Don't stop until there is no one in front of you.

…

Sword Tempering Valley.

The bright moon, the dusk rain and the three waves have arrived.

"I heard that there is a killing god named 'I am very low-key' in the Tianji Palace?"

Sanlang put his arms around Muyu's neck and raised his eyebrows at the Demon Lord July.

"What? Xiao Qiyue, are you interested?"

The God of Death of Tianji Palace is nothing in their eyes.

The real gods of killing are Demon Lord July and Venerable Bright Moon!

Countless people in Yinxian Realm died at the hands of these two people.

Especially the July Demon Lord, who can attack ordinary people.

The Demon Lord is cruel and bloodthirsty.

Now that they heard the disciples of the Suoxian Sect say that there was a killing god in the Tianji Palace, they were so disdainful.

"Tianji Palace?"

The Demon Lord of July took out the Heavenly Secret Seal.

He hasn't been in there since he got this thing.

"I'll go in and take a look."

He glanced at Jian Lu and saw that Qin Lang's breathing was steady, so he thought that Qin Lang was resting.

In the Tianji Palace.

After Qin Lang killed everyone, he didn’t know what to do next.

Look at the leaderboard on the wall.

As the number one, he has killed 3,698 people.

The second place is still "Soul-stealing" Baili Xuanba, but the number of kills has not changed.

“I didn’t expect that I would be so powerful in Tianji Palace.”

Qin Lang looked at the sword in his hand, somewhat surprised.

Other people's movements seemed very slow in his eyes.

And he didn't even need to use a second sword to kill someone.

Just one sword is enough to cut off the opponent's head.

However, the Tianji Palace was already empty.

The one who died first would need two hours before he could come in again.

But up to now, only one hour has passed.

"Forget it, log off!"

Qin Lang said with a lack of interest.

Just then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw another person appear.

Look closely.

It was a man with a big knife on his shoulder.

Judging from his appearance, I have no idea who he is.

It’s just the figure that seems a bit like July who stays in the Sword Tempering Valley every day.

However, what attracted Qin Lang's attention more was the name above the man's head - Xiao Yi?

Who is Xiao Yi?

What deep hatred does this person have with Xiao Yi?

Surprisingly, everyone in the Tianji Palace has the name "Must Kill Xiao Yi".

Just as Qin Lang was thinking.

The man has walked in front of Qin Lang.

"Are you the God of Death?"

His eyes were full of disdain.

Apart from Grandmaster Qin Lang, who else in the Suoxian Sect can be his opponent?

So what if the cultivation here is the same?

He is the Demon Lord at the pinnacle of the fairyland.

Where is the Locking Immortal Gate?

Apart from Grandmaster Qin Lang, which disciple can be his match?

They are all not worth mentioning!

Have I killed so many people that I am already called the God of Killing... Qin Lang thought to himself.

Of course he felt that it might not be him.

"I don't know if you're talking about me, but besides you, I'm the only one left here. Do you want to compete as well?"

Qin Lang looked at him indifferently.

In Tianji Palace, Qin Lang was already full of confidence.

Demon Lord July didn't know that the "I am very low-key" in front of him was his great-grandmaster Qin Lang.

His eyes were full of amusement.

"Oh, a competition? No, I'm here to crush you to death. It's as easy as crushing an ant."

As long as Grand-Master Uncle Qin Lang doesn't come out, he, the Demon Lord July, will be invincible!

It's been a long time since I killed such a weak one.

He felt a little excited.

"Let's get started."

Qin Lang was too lazy to talk nonsense.

There was anger in the eyes of Demon Lord July.

For the first time, an ant dared to look down on him like this!

"court death!"

He swung the big knife on his shoulder, trying to chop Qin Lang in two.

"call out!"

The blade cut through the air, producing a crisp sound.