But the death group is indeed...

Su Luo shook her head and looked at Zi Yan and Beichen Ying apologetically.

It was her injuries that held them back.

Beichen Ying chuckled: "With my second brother here, what can't be done? Sister-in-law, don't you think so?"

Su Luo smiled and nodded.

Indeed, Nangong Liuyun is like the tall and tall mountain peaks, giving people a sense of security and full confidence.

Zi Yan was even more excited: "I heard that there are so many death-level spiritual treasures, so don't try to snatch them from me."

"You must grab what you can!" Beichen Ying said seriously.

"What did you say? You dare to fight with me? Stop!" Zi Yan and Beichen Ying laughed and made a fuss.

Before the few people behind them could react, Su Luo and his party had already stepped into the door.

what to do?

Huge question marks appeared on the foreheads of the four people behind.

"That's the death level. Do you really dare to enter?" Luo Dieyi stared at Li Yaoyao in disbelief.

"That bitch Su Luo can get in even though she's so injured, why can't I? Second senior brother, let's go!" Li Yaoyao pulled Situ Ming and walked in quickly.

Seeing that the door was about to close, Luo Dieyi looked at Luo Haochen as if asking for help.

Finally, a cold light flashed in Luo Haochen's eyes: "If they can get in, so can we."

He stroked the ring on his finger, where he had his deepest hidden trump card.

Luo Dieyi looked at the bronze ring on her finger and nodded: "I will fight for the Lingbao!"

Therefore, before the palace door was closed, the Luo brothers and sisters also entered the Nine Layers Palace in a mighty manner.

Jiuzhong Hall, nine stories high, with nine passes.

Just entered the first level.

Everyone felt as if their eyes were blurred, and the surrounding scene had turned into an arctic ice field with fluttering snowflakes.

The cold wind is biting.

As soon as everyone entered, before they could stand still or understand, they heard the tyrannical voice ringing in their ears.

"Resist the wind blade for a quarter of an hour, let's begin."

As soon as he finished speaking, the color of the world suddenly changed!

When no one was prepared at all, countless wind blades burst out from all directions.

Endless cold air continued to spread, making everyone feel as if they were in hell.

Countless wind blades are incredibly powerful and completely irregular.

Nangong Liuyun carried Su Luo on his back and protected her under the fox fur. She was safe and without any harm.

At this time, his whole body seemed to be covered with a transparent protective shield. No matter how powerful the wind blade was, it was blocked within a foot.

Compared with Su Luo's leisure, the other six people suffered a lot.

The appearance of wind blades is irregular. They appear in front, back, left, right, up and down, no matter which direction they appear.

Li Yaoyao and Situ Ming are in a group.

Luo Dieyi and Luo Haochen are in a group.

Bei Chenying and Zi Yan are in the same group.

They both handed their backs to each other, the swords in their hands flashed, and the sound of clanging could be heard endlessly.

"Ah!" Suddenly, Li Yaoyao exclaimed.

It turned out that she had not resisted, and a wind blade grazed her arm, and blood immediately stained her arm.

Situ Ming's eyes suddenly showed a look of distress.

"Yao Yao, how are you?" Situ Ming asked nervously!

He had no time to clone himself. If he stopped, the wind blade would definitely hurt Li Yaoyao.

"It hurts..." Li Yaoyao burst into tears and was about to cry.

She glanced across and inadvertently saw Su Luo lying leisurely on Nangong Liuyun's back——

For a moment, Li Yaoyao's tears flowed down.
Chapter completed!