Such a person must be from a very high plane. What method did the Bailin Alliance use to invite such a person to be used by them?

"..." Ku Xian stared at him without saying anything for a long time.

In fact, what surprised him the most was that an eighth-level god...he had not noticed his existence at all before.

Yun Che's eyes briefly fixed on the man in gray, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Such a person, and he is so taboo about his identity being known by others, why would he come to Linyuan Realm to fight for a small Bailin Alliance?

Ximen Boyun’s face? Favor?

Judging from his cryptic attitude, it was definitely not the case.

Then there is only one possibility.

This person, like me, wants to enter the Linshen realm.

There was a reason why he had to enter the Linshen Realm, and why... There was no trace of the power of earth in his body.

etc……

This seems... to be a woman!?

When his eyes fell on this person's hood again, his keen vision, which was not corroded by Yuan Chen, could faintly see two lines through the gray-white cloth...

Deep black marks crisscrossing the face.

Scarface?

Is she covering her face so tightly just to hide the dark marks on her face?

Seeing the man in gray enter the scene, Ximen Boyun was calm, while Ximen Boyong smiled with determination.

After Lie Qianhong was shocked, his face suddenly became extremely ugly.

He had known that the Bailin League had foreign aid, but he never thought that this foreign aid would be so terrifying.

In the last battle, instead of being defeated miserably, the Helian Imperial Family brutally tortured Panxuan Sect and Wanren Sect. Their final ranking was the lowest in second place.

Among the three major sects, his Lisha Sect is the weakest.

And if we lose to the Bailin League again...

Then, it will not be the Helian royal family that loses the qualification to enter the Linshen Realm, but his Liesha Sect!

Lie Zhuoyang, the young master of Liesha Sect, was burning with fighting spirit. Suddenly, an inexplicable feeling of suffocation came, and the surrounding atmosphere became extremely strange.

He turned his head to look at where the sect was, only to find that his father's face was a shocking livid color.

Sensing Lie Zhuoyang's gaze, Lie Qianhong took a long breath and said via voice: "The other side...is an eighth-level divine master."

"What..." Lie Zhuoyang's expression changed drastically and he blurted out.

"Give up." Lie Qianhong's voice was weak: "That man in gray can crush all of you by himself, and he has no chance of winning."

"Although it is shameful to admit defeat directly. But keep all your strength and condition, while Panxuan Sect and Wanren Sect are seriously injured by Yun Che... maybe there is still a chance."

"..." Lie Zhuoyang gritted his teeth, and the fighting spirit that had just been ignited in his heart was completely suppressed by the words "Eighth Level God Lord".

However, he did not admit defeat immediately. Instead, he pointed at the man in gray and asked in a deep voice: "Your Majesty has already entered the battlefield, why should you hide your head and tail? At least... you should let us know your name."

The figure of the man in gray clothes has no turbulence in his breath, just like a dead person.

Just when everyone thought she didn't want to pay attention to Young Sect Master Liesha, they heard her slowly say:
Chapter completed!