At this moment, Zhengyang Peak.
Everyone thought that the man was in great danger. He sat in the cave eating spiritual fruits and listening to the report from the sword spirit.
Xie Jiuniang took a big bite of the spiritual fruit and said, "Does this count as surviving a catastrophe?"
"That's bullshit." The sword spirit argued, "Everything was planned long ago, how can there be a way to survive a disaster?"
“But I still went through it.”
Xie Jiuniang spat out the fruit core and threw it aside. "If I hadn't grasped the timing well at that time, I would have died."
"Yes, yes, if you say yes, then yes."
The dog owner, who is naturally timid and afraid of death, has been given a life-or-death invitation. It would be strange if he didn't have a foreknowledge before going on stage.
If you can't figure out all the secrets in one go, try again.
After a few more times, she had figured out the plan of the person behind the scenes, and it was natural for her to take advantage of the person's strategy.
This was the expected outcome.
On the contrary, Xie Jiuniang did not expect that if she secretly contacted Chao Ruo, he would inform Master Chao Yan.
Therefore, among the nine mysterious gods, one is Chao Yan.
There are nine secluded gods in the sect.
Pu Liang is still in Yunmu City.
Inviting the eight people from the sect's secret place, Xie Jiuniang took out some good things. However, the reward this time was not much, only one pound of top-grade spiritual liquid per person.
You have to do as much work as you take.
As for why Xie Jiuniang was in the cave.
The figure that rushed towards Lin Ba at that time was not Xie Jiuniang herself, but a puppet substitute she had made, which had been prepared long ago. In the cave of Zhengyang Peak, a positioning symbol was laid in advance.
The teleportation talisman was activated, and she was teleported back to Zhengyang Peak.
Xie Jiuniang left the cave and looked towards the back mountain. "Little bastard, can we go take a look?"
"Aren't you worried about being killed by the aftermath?"
Is the battle between the powerful gods so good to watch?
Xie Jiuniang threw out the broken sword and flew up lightly, "Don't dawdle, fly quickly, I won't get close, I'll just watch from a distance."
"I don't think you're up to no good." The sword spirit guessed reasonably, and the little baby voice became inexplicably excited.
Xie Jiuniang stomped lightly on the broken sword at her feet and urged, "Hurry up, hurry up, if you miss it, I will never let you go."
"Okay."
Swoosh! The broken sword flew past.
As fast as a meteor.
Xie Jiuniang's hair was blown into a mess, and she hurriedly formed a spiritual power shield to protect herself.
Such a bright trip.
Ordinary disciples might not be able to discover her.
The strong man who stayed behind to deal with the aftermath of the sect discovered her first.
Someone asked in surprise: "Is that a small profiteer?"
"Is it Chao Yan's disciple? Not dead?!"
"He survived. How did he avoid the explosion? He is not injured at all. He is alive and kicking."
"Is she heading towards the back mountain?"
A Yuanying said in astonishment, and added, "Shouldn't someone stop her? There's a big battle going on in the back mountain."
"It's okay, the master is there."
No one stopped Xie Jiuniang, so she flew smoothly, but her appearance was like throwing a big rock into a calm lake, causing huge waves.
The surrounding sound transmission notes flew by frequently, and were extremely active.
Those who thought she was dead not long ago were all shocked. Some were relieved and happy, some were gritting their teeth, some were regretful, and so on. People had all kinds of thoughts.
Xie Si Niang and the others burst into tears of joy, "Xiao Jiu is not dead, wuwu, not dead!"
"Yes, Xiaojiu is fine!" Xie Xu finally felt relieved.
Xuanyuan You was grinning like a fool, with Song Baoer following him.
"Song Ersha, let's go find the little profiteer." Xuanyuan You Yujian also wanted to go to the back mountain.
Song Baoer grabbed him and said, "Who are you calling an idiot?"
"You, that's what people call you, little profiteer." Xuanyuan You said fearlessly.
Song Baoer angrily scolded: "You are the idiot, my name is Song Baoer!"
"Now is not the time to discuss this. Let's go find the little profiteer first. Following the little profiteer will definitely lead to interesting things. Do you want to go?"
Xuanyuan You didn't delay any longer and left on his sword.
Song Baoer angrily threw the flying vehicle and followed.
Their speed was far inferior to Xie Jiuniang's, so it was difficult for them to catch up with her.
Xie Jiuniang urged Duan Jian to use all his strength and reach the back mountain of the sect in just half a minute.
From afar, I could see a flash of light somewhere in the sky behind the mountain.
If you don't pay attention, you might think it's a natural climate phenomenon, but if you look closely you'll find that there are strong men fighting in the sky, and it's a very intense fight, because you can see countless sword lights from time to time.
"There are two places where fighting is taking place." Xie Jiuniang said, looking in that direction.
The sword spirit added: "Three people surrounded and killed one person, and six people surrounded and attacked two people."
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"According to what you said, three gods surrounded and killed Nangong Jun, and six gods surrounded and suppressed the two gods of the Su family?" Xie Jiuniang looked in that direction with an obscure expression.
She was too weak to do it herself.
This situation was caused by the other party's desire to strangle her in her growth.
Xie Jiuniang was glad for her decision back then. As long as it could make her stronger, she would work hard to learn everything, even if many people said that it was just external things.
If you want to become stronger in the world of immortal cultivation, it is best to strengthen yourself.
However, her situation was special, her enemies were too powerful and there were many of them.
The other party will not wait for her to grow up.
Only with the help of various external objects and forces can she possibly contend with those forces.
Xie Jiuniang touched the hidden jade talisman hanging around her waist, restrained her breath, and gradually hid herself. She then gave the broken sword another hiding talisman, and then quietly came behind several powerful gods from the outer sect.
Among them is Taoist Xiaoyuan.
Several powerful gods were just watching the show.
Xie Jiuniang came to them quietly and watched the show silently. The fight in front was very exciting, and there was no so-called aftermath at all because the space was blocked by the sect's incarnation.
Standing outside, you can see clearly what's going on inside.
In fact, it is equivalent to two spaces.
There is no need to be afraid of the pressure from the gods, as these powerful men will block it. So it is the safest place to watch the show.
At this time, a spirit said: "Nangong Jun is about to die."
"It's his ability that he can hold out for so long. Don't forget that he just got a semi-immortal weapon not long ago." Another spirit-transforming master said jokingly, "Is it worth it to spend such a huge price just to kill a disciple of the Tianxu Sect?"
"Let's face the calamity."
"So, people should not do immoral things."
"I don't believe you haven't done it. I still remember you peeping at that fairy bathing—"
"Ahem, you're looking for death! Do you want to fight?"
This is the rhythm of a fight.
The god of transformation on the side laughed happily and fanned the flames.
After hearing this, Xie Jiuniang was so happy that she almost asked, which fairy was so unlucky?
A Divine Transformation Master from the Wuji Sect suddenly asked, "Where do you think these nine Divine Transformations came from? Could they be from the Tianxu Sect?"
"These are nine incarnation gods, not just one or two."
Someone asked in an ambiguous tone, "You've been watching for so long, have you figured out who it is?"
"I can see a little, but it's hard to say." Taoist Xiao Yuan continued.
At this moment, a clear little girl's voice rang out: "I can see one thing, these people must be from our sect. After all, which big sect doesn't have some hidden masters?"
Several gods looked towards the source of the sound.
Suddenly, I was stunned.
A little girl appeared beside them without them noticing.
They are incarnated gods, standing in mid-air, suspended in the sky.
And what about her? She was sitting leisurely on a broken sword, chewing a spiritual fruit, looking at them with a pair of clear and innocent eyes.