There are only two prices on the price list. One starts at RMB 10 million or less, and the other starts at RMB 100 million or above!

Originally, there was only one price for Baiye League, which started at 100 million! But not everyone can afford 100 million. This is the price for assassination.

And please move into the Tao, according to the current market situation, it is just ten million starting points! Therefore, branches in Baiye League have set up tens of millions starting points.

Baiye League does not have a fixed place, so this night grave can only be regarded as a branch!

“The price is fair! But I choose the last page!”

Ling Yun took one look and threw the price book back.

“There is no last page!“

This price brochure is like an invitation, with only two pages, so there is no last page at all.

"Someone told me it's here!"

Ling Yun said.

"who?"

“Falling leaves!“

"Uh! Have you ever seen an old man?"

Although the hunchbacked old man is also an old man from the Baiye League, he is still far behind compared to Luo Ye. Although he looks seventy or eighty years old, he is only between five and six thousand years old!

But the fallen leaves have reached eight thousand years!

"certainly!"

Ling Yun responded.

"Good guy! Seeing that you are young, I would like to advise you, don't make a mistake and leave!"

The hunchbacked old man said in a deep voice.

"I want to try it!"

Ling Yun said calmly.

"well!"

The hunchbacked old man let out a long sigh, then blew out the lantern in his hand, and disappeared in front of Ling Yun in the blink of an eye! At this time, countless silver threads appeared in the Yi Village.

"Mithril Spider Silk!"

Ling Yun recognized the origin of these silver threads at a glance. They were made of mithril, possessing the power of unconventional methods, and were extremely hard at the same time!

This is the first level of Hundred Nights, Silver Thread Killing for Life!

At this time, Ling Yun was completely trapped in the silver threads, and the force could not break these silver threads, because the mithril was evasive and was not powerful at all.

In the past, there were people who wanted to pass the seven stages of One Hundred Nights, but most of them couldn't even pass the first stage, and ended up being torn into pieces.

Ling Yun was surrounded by mithril spider silk and could not move at all. He could not even lift his legs to take off. Even if he was a space god, he would not be able to perform it in such a small space.

But for a sword cultivator, this is not a problem at all!

"Break!"

Ling Yun shouted softly! A Dao sword appeared out of thin air and cut off the mithril spider silk around Ling Yun, breaking the first level.

"It's interesting! He actually knows such advanced swordsmanship, no wonder he dares to pass through the Seven Hundred Nights! But this is only the first level."

The first level is broken and the hunchbacked old man reappears!

"What about the second level?"

Ling Yun didn't waste any time and asked directly.

"The second level is easy! Let's get a coffin!"

There are many coffins placed in Yi Zhuang. These coffins are not empty. They contain an assassin from the Hundred Nights Alliance. However, they are not the focus of the second level.

The second level is the hunchbacked old man! He is good at assassination with formations, and there is a formation in the Yi Village itself.

Whoosh!

"You are the Taoist God of Space!"

Ling Yun, the Taoist god of space, is not empty. He is very good at changing positions in space, skillfully avoiding all the coffin attacks and forcing out the assassins hiding in the coffin!

"Luoye, didn't I tell you?"

Ling Yun smiled and said.

"Hey, have you ever fought against Luo Lao?"

asked the hunchbacked old man.

"That's right! Compared to him, you are far behind."

Ling Yun said with a slight smile.

"Lao Lao's ability is naturally inferior to that of Lao Lao. But what I am good at is formations!"

The hunchbacked old man said confidently. He believed that he was not as good as Luo Ye, but he was good at assassination with formations, which was what made him stand out.

"I said, your formation can't be used, do you believe it?"

Ling Yun smiled and said. He can also do formations! Just when he used the space method, he had already suppressed the formation of the hunchbacked old man in Yizhuang.

"You, you actually know the formation!"

The formation couldn't be used, and the hunchbacked old man immediately panicked. What he was best at was the formation, but now that the formation couldn't be used, he had no advantage at all.

What shocked him was that Ling Yun broke through his formation without any sound. Only a sixth-level divine formation master like him could do this.

"Would you like to see it?"

"You passed! Come with me..."

The hunchbacked old man frowned, then lit the lantern and led Ling Yun out of Yizhuang. He threw the lantern in his hand and it flew up in the air.

"Follow the lantern! Ahead is the third level! If you can pass the third level, you may end up getting old!"

The hunchbacked old man said.

“Thank you!“

After Ling Yun handed over his hand, he walked step by step towards the direction where the lantern flew.

"Hiss! I wonder how many tests he can pass!"

Looking at Ling Yun's back, the hunchbacked old man said lightly.

There are two levels in his Yizhuang, but apart from the appearance of the Hundred Nights Seven Levels, only one person has successfully passed the two levels here, and that person is also the only one who has passed the Seven Hundred Nights Levels.

The third level is the tombstones on the ground outside Yizhuang. When Ling Yun walked to the center, a powerful suppressive force appeared!

Every time Ling Yun takes a step, all the tombstones rise an inch from the ground! Every inch the tombstones lift from the ground, the suppressive power increases by one point!

"What a suppression! It's not a formation! It's man-made!"

Ling Yun stamped his foot on the ground, and the space method in turn suppressed all the tombstones. As long as the tombstones were suppressed, the suppressive power would naturally disappear.

But Ling Yun underestimated these tombstones! These are weapons! All tombstones are like weapons. When the space Taoism forcibly suppressed the tombstones, it inspired the resistance of the tombstone weapon spirits.

(End of chapter)
Chapter completed!