Doomsday Sanctuary

Di Ping didn't know that anyone had to deal with him, just knew that he was not afraid. Now he is no longer a small role that can be easily handled.

At this moment, he was facing the stars, the stars that were still majestic before, now there is a hint of eagerness in his eyes when looking at Di Ping, and there is a hint of expectation in his eyes, and his posture is extremely low, so he is almost begging.

"Senior Xingchen wants me to help Lingling cultivate the Xingyue Holy Spirit decision, and give the Xingyue Blade to Lingling, and she will inherit the Xingyue clan!"

Di Ping looked at the stars and said slowly.

"Little friends, Lingling is the blood of our Xingyue clan. Cultivating Xingyue Holy Spirit Jue is the most suitable for entering the realm. The Xingyue Blade is a holy weapon of our clan. It is extremely helpful for cultivating Xingyue Spirit Jue. Appropriate! Hope the little friend cuts love, the old man will definitely give you all the inheritance of my master refining medicine, and will never have any reservations!"

With a humble smile on Xingchen's face, his name has changed several times, now he has become a kind little friend, and Di Ping does not know if he will become a brother if he goes down.

Di Ping's eyes flickered slightly, and then his expression straightened:

"Senior Xingchen, Xingyue Blade is okay. I can give it to Lingling, but if she wants to cultivate Xingyue Holy Spirit, Lingling must be willing. If she wants to, I have no opinion. As for the inheritance of the Xingyue clan, I think she is now I'm still young, don't mention it at the end Senior!"

Xingchen's eyes flashed and nodded:

"Yes, little friend can ask her to come out and try to inherit the Star Moon Blade, as long as she fits in, it will be fine!"

Di Ping nodded, his eyes sank suddenly, staring sharply at the stars and said:

"Senior, I believe in you, and I hope you don't disturb your mind, otherwise don't blame my hands, you know what I can do!"

Xingchen hurriedly said:

"Don't worry, little friend, Lingling is the hope of my Xingyue clan, and the old man is too late to care, how can he be disturbed!"

Only then did Di Ping's face begin to recover, and his heart moved, Mu Ling appeared next to Di Ping again.

"Brother Ping, why came out again? I'm playing chess with Li Zhi! This time she should blame me for not taking her out to play together!"

As soon as Mu Ling appeared, he immediately shook Di Ping's arm and pouted.

Di Ping looked at Mu Ling dotingly and smiled:

"Lingling, don't worry, your ancestor has something to pass on to you, see if you like it or not!"

Xingchen made a move. Di Ping saw the half-moon star-moon blade appearing in Xingchen's hands. At this time, Xingchen looked at Mu Ling with a loving smile and said warmly:

"Girl, come and try with this, don't be afraid, I am your ancestor and won't hurt you!"

The Xingyue Blade is extremely beautiful, like a beautiful crescent moon, exuding misty brilliance, a little bit of starlight surrounding the void, like a bright moon accompanied by starlight.

Seeing Xingyue Blade, Mu Ling's eyes suddenly brightened, and he stared at it tightly, with a hint of intoxication in his eyes.

"Ah! So beautiful!"

Mu Ling covered her mouth with her hands in her hands, with little stars in her eyes. She walked a few steps and came to the stars. She stretched out her hand and wanted to pick it up. But remembering something, she stopped her hand again and looked back at Di Pingjiao and said:

"Brother Ping, can I take it?"

Xingchen's eager eyes condensed, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and he knew that he wanted to let his clan inherit the Xingyue clan and was afraid that it would fall on this person.

Di Ping raised a smile at the corner of his mouth and said with a slight smile:

"Yes, take it!"

"Ah! Great!"

Mu Ling immediately cried out excitedly, and stretched out his hands to take the Xingyue Blade sent by the stars.

Hum!

When Mu Ling's hand touched the Xingyue Blade, the Xingyue Blade burst out with a strong light, and the brilliance instantly submerged Mu Ling like a fog, and the rich light was like substance.

"this is!"

Di Ping's expression changed, his eyes shot murderously, and he took a step forward.