When Ye Ning heard this, he almost fainted. It seems that beasts are beasts. Even if he is the six major beasts, he cannot get rid of the identity of a "beast" and it is difficult to communicate.

"Old Jin, don't worry, Xiaobai is staying at the Zisang Peak of Lianyun Sect. You will definitely let you meet after you leave the Blood Forbidden Pool. However, if I am trapped by the formation of the Blood Forbidden Immortal Palace, I am afraid I will never be able to leave the Blood Forbidden Pool for the rest of my life. At that time... I'm afraid you won't see Xiaobai either!"

"You guy, you are so bad!" Jin Qilin said: "Okay, I will take action at that time, but you must agree to me with a condition!"

“What conditions?”

"Haha, every time I break a magic circle, you must catch a ninth-level monster for me to suck!"

"What? Ninth-level monster? Old Jin, you are not kidding. Besides, no matter what, monsters have some connection with you, you actually want to suck..."

"The origin of the monsters! To us, the monsters are like pigs raised by you humans! Do you feel guilty when you eat pork? Humph, as for the ninth-level monsters, can't you catch them? Last time, the two eighth-level dragons, didn't you easily handle it?"

Ye Ning smiled bitterly. The dragon evolved from the white snake is the lowest among the eighth-level monsters. He joined forces with Sang Zhangxiang and could naturally be easily killed. What's more, there was a scheming Ye Wusheng at that time, and his spiritual power was as strong as that of the Venerable! Now it is other eighth-level monsters. I'm afraid that Ye Ning can only pat his butt and run away desperately, let alone a ninth-level monster.

"Old Jin, you really make things difficult for me. Let's do this, I promise you, but I will have to wait until my strength increases before I can fulfill it."

Jin Qilin was silent for a moment, as if thinking. After half a cup of tea, he finally said, "Okay, I believe in you. To be honest, I just woke up now and my strength has only reached the third level. However, as long as I sucked enough blood of the ninth level monster, I will soon be able to recover to the peak of that year! At that time, even without the help of you boy, I can slowly recover my true body."

After all, the divine beast is a divine beast, and this trump card tells Ye Ning without any concealment. However, the Golden Qilin has probably also had the level of a god-level cultivation. Qingluo 6, where all the saints have disappeared, must be the highest existence. If he is still angry with humans, it will be a catastrophe for humans! Ye Ning was stunned for a moment, and thought that if the Golden Qilin wants to recover to the peak, he still doesn’t know how many ninth-level monsters are needed. I’m afraid that even if all the existing Ninth-level monsters above the Qingluo 6 are captured for him to suck, what’s there to worry about? It’s better to try to seize some benefits from this old monster who has lived for hundreds of millions of years! Ye Ning did not believe in Ye Wusheng’s people in the Blood Forbidden Immortal Palace at all, and he still had to rely on himself at the critical moment.

In the evening, the thin sunset shines quietly on the valley.

The thirty-four existing disciples of Lianyun Sect were concentrated in the valley. Ye Wusheng stood in front of everyone in a mature manner and reminded: "Everyone, the Blood Forbidden Immortal Palace is the most dangerous place in the Blood Forbidden Pool, but there must be a large number of treasures, magic weapons, elixirs, and martial arts. As long as everyone works together, they will be able to open the gate of the Immortal Palace and snatch the treasures into nothing!"

"Okay, senior brother, we all know these things, come out quickly. Don't take the lead for the guys from Wusheng and Wukongmen."
Chapter completed!