The Demon God Pesters: The Ninth Lady of the Doctor Chapter 1088: The not easy soul fighting sect

Ye Hui didn't speak, he looked dazed, not knowing what he was thinking.

Han Chengyu begged to be boring, then he curled his lips and started talking with Gale Fengting.

Gale Ting was extremely disgusted, and leaned in Nalannian's direction, making Han Chengyu gritted his teeth with anger.

Damn, you guys are all one-on-one, is that great?

Huh!

Single Wang or something, he is not...oooooo...

At this time, Yin Wuhen, who was sitting on the high platform, adjusted his posture, and looked at Lu Jiuque’s hairy appearance with a full smile. He sighed and said: "The lord also wanted to respect Xiao Jiu'er, your opinion, after all, you are the treasure in the palm of my Soul Fighting Sect, but they can’t go, they can’t go, because you Junior Brother Yi and your Junior Brother Mei, this Sect Master has entered their information in Zongmen Yu Butterflies."

What?

Already entered the jade card? !

Lu Jiuque's eyebrows are cross-brows angered, Palm Zhongbao, Palm Zhongbao a fart, she wants to play for you, okay?

You are so self-willed, why don't you go to heaven? !

Ignore it!

She doesn't care anymore!

Lu Jiuque's small expression twitched, and the thousands of words finally condensed into one sentence: "My lord, I am going to retreat..."

Before Lu Jiuque said the following words, Yin Wuhen discovered her intention.

His fox-like eyes narrowed, and he interrupted Lu Jiuque with a smile.

"Speaking of retreat, yes, because you are going to the secret realm. Before that, how about the Sect Master’s opening the eighth floor of the Zongmen Trial Tower to you? Go in and practice, which can make your strength soar. "This girl, you are cunning, is she trying to be the shopkeeper? Don't ask him if he agrees!

Tower of Trial? !

Lu Jiuque remembered the famous trial tower of the Soul Fighting Sect. It was divided into nine layers, and its aura gradually increased from weak to rich.

The eighth floor is only open to people above the Zongmen Peak Master level. It is full of aura and has continuous opportunities for inheritance. It is one of the envy of countless people in the world.

And Yin Wuhen, this iron cock, would be so kind?

No!

She didn't believe she killed her!

Seeing Yin Fox's treacherous smile on his face, Lu Jiuque's heart was stunned, and he decisively pushed a "swish" of the air-conditioned Di Shifang, lifted his foot and rushed out.

"The disciples must retreat and attack the fourth-level refiner. Before the secret is opened, the disciples will go out again. Brothers, brothers, sisters and sisters, goodbye when the secret is opened!"

Originally, Lu Jiuque wanted to retreat and attack the third-level craftsman, but now she changed her name to the fourth-level craftsman. She made it clear that she didn't want to see Mei Ke and Yi Li.

Seeing that Lu Jiuque took the initiative to move away from potential crisis targets No. 3 and No. 4, Di Shifang faintly curled his lips, and Shen Shenyang said: "During this period of time, those who stepped into the Peak of No Dao without authorization, At your own risk."

Yi Li and Mei Ke's expressions condensed at the same time, and they raised their eyes and looked at each other deeply.

Obviously, the young man's body is so slender and thin, but it exudes a majestic mountain-like aura, making the entire hall a depressive atmosphere.

The two frowned at the same time, showing no weakness, and the pressure rolled out, and the three breaths seemed to bite each other.

Shen Li, Wen Luo, and Lie Feng Ting step forward at the same time, protecting the other disciples behind them.

Yin Wuhen, who should stop everything the most, has eyes flashing with gossip fire, and smiles, "Don't worry, don't worry, you can't see Xiaojiu'er now. Do you want to fight? Wait until she comes out." /

The disciples really want to cover their faces. With such an unreliable sect master, it is not easy for them to develop into the Soul Fighting Sect...