Artifact!
Everyone was shocked when they heard these two words.
Of course they knew what the artifact was, but they had never seen it.
This kind of thing belongs to the legend, and they think it can only be seen in the fairyland after ascending.
But just now Mingxiao clearly said that the flute in Yinli's hand was a divine weapon. Shu Muyun, Lou Cheng and other surviving demon cultivators looked at the flute in Yinli's hand with burning greed in their eyes. They had just experienced the power of the divine weapon directly.
Yin Li was stared at by so many people, but he remained calm: "Are you Ming Xiao?"
"It's me." Mingxiao looked at Yinli with interest, his eyes teasing, "Although I don't like women very much, you look like me. How about you follow me? If you and I join forces, I believe it will be no problem to conquer the world of cultivation."
Shu Muyun was dissatisfied when he heard this: "Why did you drag her here again?"
The next second, her whole body was knocked flying.
"It's not your turn to tell me what to do!"
Yin Li looked at Ming Xiao as if he was looking at a hero.
Awesome! He even dares to hit the girl of destiny. I’m afraid his coffin has been booked.
Ming Xiao thought Yin Li was interested in him, and the smile in his eyes deepened: "How about it? Do you want to agree to this?"
"Okay, but you have to give him to me." Yin Li pointed at Xie Jinxing behind him.
Mingxiao grabbed Xie Jinxing's arm and pulled him into his arms: "This won't work, you can try another one." As he said that, he lifted his chin with his other hand and moved his head slightly closer, actually wanting to kiss him.
“Swoosh—”
Dozens of lightning-inducing talismans were thrown over, and Mingxiao grabbed Xie Jinxing and jumped away. The thunder continued and did not stop for a while.
The sound of the flute sounded again, and Mingxiao sneered: "With your strength, you can't bring out the power of the artifact at all. It's better to leave this thing for me to enjoy."
Yin Li's eyes were cold, and he looked at Ming Xiao as if he was looking at a dead person.
The sky changed again, and the sound of the flute became more and more urgent. Lou Cheng and Shu Muyun, who were trying their best to resist the sound of the flute, both vomited blood. Hundreds of demon cultivators with low cultivation levels disappeared and turned into powder.
Mingxiao summoned a black sword, threw Xie Jinxing aside, and then raised the sword to slash at Yinli. Yin Li played the flute and flew into the sky on his sword, while winking at Zhao Min and the others.
Zhao Min and the others were not stupid either. Although the pressure from Ming Xiao just now made them vomit blood, they were not completely powerless.
They quickly ran to Xie Jinxing, took out pills from their storage rings and fed them to him, while also giving him some spiritual power. Seeing Xie Jinxing's eyes gradually clear up, Zhao Min hurriedly called out, "Fellow Daoist Xie, wake up quickly."
"Friend Zhao?"
"It's me." Zhao Min's face showed joy, "Xie Daoyou, are you okay?"
"I……"
Before he could answer, Xie Jinxing saw Yin Li and Ming Xiao fighting in mid-air. Hatred and worry immediately appeared in his eyes: "Ming Xiao..."
"Thank you, fellow Daoist. Fairy Su..."
Before Zhao Min finished speaking, Xie Jinxing stood up, took out his sword, and rushed forward with the Silent Whip. Zhao Min and others were anxious and shouted, "Fellow Daoist Xie, don't act rashly."
However, Xie Jinxing did not listen to him and whipped Mingxiao at a very fast speed.
He was just at the Lingji Stage of cultivation, so it was enough for Mingxiao to just share a little bit of his spirit with Xie Jinxing. So Xie Jinxing was photographed again, and Zhao Min and others quickly caught it.
"Thank you, calm down. You can't help Fairy Su if you go up now."
Can't help...
Xie Jinxing looked at the thin green figure from afar. Her face was calm, but Xie Jinxing knew her best and of course he could see her reluctance. A Nascent Soul Stage versus a Spirit Severing Stage, this was a leap of two levels!
If it weren't for the flute, Mingxiao could have crushed Yinli to death with just one finger.
"When you become successful, I will wait for you to take me flying."
"I will protect you now, and you will protect me in the future."
The little girl's cold voice emerged in his mind. What do you mean he protects her? From the beginning to the end, she had always been the one protecting him, and he had always been hiding behind her, doing nothing but putting her in danger.
Zhao Min was sensitive enough to notice that Xie Jinxing's aura was not right, and he quickly reminded him: "Fellow Daoist Xie, calm down, sit down and regulate your breathing, Fellow Daoist Xie..."
“He seems to be breaking through.”
"No, he has a demon."
"Thank you, fellow Daoist..."
A strong wind blew, accompanied by increasingly loud thunder. In an instant, the day became as dark as night, with only occasional flashes of lightning and a glimmer of light.
Xie Jinxing sat cross-legged on the ground, with powerful demonic energy surrounding him. Zhao Min and the other four were knocked away.
"Host, the boss is about to be possessed by a demon." Xiao Dibeng, who was in the shield, jumped out at the risk of being locked up in a small dark room.
The sound is slightly urgent and the sound of the flute changes slightly.
Xie Jinxing immediately felt an extremely clear flute sound entering his mind, and all the negative emotions in his heart disappeared instantly. On the contrary, warm and beautiful scenes began to play in his mind.
"Golden Core Stage." Zhao Min breathed a sigh of relief, "I made it through."
Yin Li on the other side was slapped down by Ming Xiao because he was distracted by helping Xie Jinxing.
"Master." Xie Jinxing flew over and took Yin Li.
Yin Li covered her chest and touched his face, a smile appeared on her pale face: "Don't worry, Master said he would protect you."
"Master, I'm sorry, it's me..."
“Hahahaha.” Ming Xiao laughed and said, “What a pair of lovers. But Xie Jinxing, you are mine.”
He stretched out his hand and was about to grab Xie Jinxing, but the next second, he jumped suddenly, and a big hole was blasted out at his original position.
"Demon Cultivator Mingxiao, today is the day you die."
"Grandmaster!" Zhao Min said excitedly.
More than a dozen people fell from the sky. The two leading them were none other than the old ancestors in the Spirit Severing stage who had been in seclusion for a long time in Fengshen Sect and Fengqing Sect. Following behind them were the leaders of the three major sects and the masters of various peaks.
Wang Chen ran towards Yin Li with a broken heart: "My disciple, oh, how did you get hurt so badly?"
Xie Jinxing was not careful for a moment and let Yinli be shaken several times by Wangchen. Then Yinli was successfully shaken unconscious by him and the flute in his hand disappeared automatically.
…
Fengqing Gate, Jingyue Peak.
Lu He held the wooden box and knocked gently on the door of the wooden house: "Thank you, Junior Brother."
"Come in."
Lu He pushed the door open and put the wooden box on the table with familiarity, then took out the hot food inside: "How is Master Uncle doing today?"
"Same old as always." Xie Jinxing sat on the wooden steps beside the bed, staring blankly at the person on the bed.
"Master said it's okay, you don't have to worry too much."
Xie Jinxing didn't respond, Lu He sighed: "Xie Junior Brother, let's eat first."
"It's troublesome."
Luhe took a look and left quietly without disturbing him, closing the door.
Xie Jinxing stood up, sat on the bedside, took Yinli's hand, and said in pain: "Master, I'm sorry. I was eager for revenge and caused you trouble, which led to your coma. I'm sorry."
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