None of the three were wearing clan uniforms, but they were recognized at a glance?
He looked at the other person warily.
The fact that they were recognized at a glance, and not just by their clan uniforms, showed that this group of people knew well enough that their situation was the worst.
"I haven't come to you yet, but I've brought it to you." She said briskly, "Don't worry." The woman laughed, "It will be your turn soon."
Mu Chongxi used a punch to disperse the extremely aggressive spiritual energy in front of him, and raised his voice, which was particularly crisp, "Who are you?"
He could actually receive the spirit ball head-on. The woman looked at Mu Chongxi twice more. It seemed that he was a descendant of the dragon clan.
Glancing at the sword hanging from the boy's waist, her eyes lit up, "Your sword spirit can't come out, right?"
The fire sword spirit was completely sealed in the South China Sea. The woman narrowed her eyes and suddenly changed the subject, "Come to think of it, this spirit sword of yours, could it be the treasure of your Changming Sect?"
Mu Chongxi was slightly stunned, thinking that this woman was inexplicable, "This is the gift my master gave me as my apprenticeship gift." How could it be the sect's treasure?
Although the three of them didn't know what the treasure of Changming Sect was, Changming Sect taught a lot of things. It taught talismans, alchemy, and swordsmanship, which was more complicated than the other four sects. They knew a little bit of everything, so the spirit sword could never be their treasure.
At least for the Changming Sect, the spirit sword is not representative.
"Then think about it, why do you have a sword while others don't?"
Indeed. The other four did not have it, and even Ye Qiao's spiritual sword was obtained from the Sword-Asking Sect.
Seeing Mu Chongxi's silence, the woman became more determined and stared at the Chaoxi Sword in the boy's hand without blinking.
A man's voice came from the jade slip, and the other party asked solemnly, "Is it the key?"
"Not sure." She shook her head.
Some spiritual tools are artificially made, and some are born with spirits, while others are natural spiritual tools. Only the natural spiritual tools are what they need to find.
But there are so many spiritual weapons in the world of cultivation nowadays, who knows which one it is.
Currently, they only know that the five treasures of the five sects are all innate spiritual tools. In addition, there is the Dragon Ball in the Dragon Palace, which has been passed down from generation to generation by the dragon clan.
The woman was in an uncontrollable mood. "I have searched so many places, but none of them turned out to be the right one. The information from Dragon Palace should be the most accurate this time."
If dragon balls aren't innate spiritual weapons, what else are they?
This is a lot of information.
The three of them looked at each other. Since they couldn't run away now, they just chatted for a while. Mingxuan asked in a low voice: "What kind of bird language are they speaking?"
He was almost confused by all the talk about innate or not, spiritual weapons, and so on.
Mu Chongxi was also somewhat skeptical about his life after being refuted by the woman's series of cold words, and he soon realized that something was wrong.
The Changming Sect’s most precious treasure is definitely not the Chaoxi Sword.
Even Junior Master, a rare eccentric in the world, said that the treasure of Changming Sect was very strange, so it was definitely not the Chaoxi Sword. But now he could only remain silent, otherwise, looking at the crazy look of this group of people, the next target of the massacre might be Changming Sect.
After the analysis, the woman was certain that Mu Chongxi's sword was the treasure of the Changming Sect. She immediately approached like a ghost, and the pressure of the Spirit Transformation Stage spread out forcefully, and she prepared to snatch the Chaoxi Sword from Mu Chongxi's waist.
Originally, these three people should have been frozen in place.
Mingxuan used his fingertips to quickly dispel her pressure, and Xue Yu's map of mountains and rivers unfolded. The scroll spread out very quickly, and at the moment when the woman was trapped, he opened the field again.
The three of them fled into the area to seek refuge.
Mu Chongxi touched his chin: "Doha is the use of the field."
Xue Yu was not as optimistic as him. "It can only last for one stick of incense at most. After one stick of incense, the domain will disperse. If she waits for you, you can just wait to lose your natal sword."
Mu Chongxi: “…”
"What? We have violated the Heavenly Law." Ming Xuan gritted his teeth, "The Spiritualization Stage cultivators are here to deal with us."
You know, the elders of their sect are only in the late or peak stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm.
The sect leaders are generally in the tribulation period.
There is a gap in strength between these people and the elders, but it is more than enough to control them. If it were not for the abundant equipment and opportunities, they would have no choice but to surrender when they met them. Now they can only live a little longer.
…
Zhou Xiu's team was in a similar situation as them. He was in a terrible situation. He just came out of Longxia and before he could even feel relieved for a few seconds, he was pinned down.
The one who did it was a man.
A very strong demonic aura.
The opponent's pressure from the Spirit Transformation Stage emanated, and Zhou Xiu's legs instantly went limp. He fell to the ground, breaking down and wanting to cry. What kind of luck was this to him? He finally met Ye Qiao and thought things had turned around, but in the end it was worse than never.
"A human monk."
He didn't dare to speak and just kept nodding.
He knew that the demons were moody. As he said, he was not Ye Qiao, so he didn't dare to talk to the demons in a provocative tone.
"Where did you come from?"
He killed a few monks casually, and his anger could not be calmed down no matter what. All the spiritual weapons were possible. His companions went to Dragon Palace, and he was responsible for going to Dragon Gorge. No one knew what the dragon clan's water-based spiritual weapons looked like. Maybe the spiritual weapon in Dragon Gorge was the Dragon Ball.
The man's breath was filled with the smell of blood. He twisted his neck with a somewhat ferocious expression. A girl behind him screamed in trembling voice.
He happened to run into a man who was in a very bad mood. He sneered and broke the man's neck on the spot.
Zhou Xiu's heart seemed to be squeezed tightly, and he dared not breathe hard. He stared at the ground, not daring to look at his companion's miserable state, and replied, "Longxia."
The man thought for a moment, "I heard there are water-related spiritual tools in that place?"
Hearing his cold questioning tone, Zhou Xiu breathed a sigh of relief, "Yes."
The demons have always been capricious. Now they are not killed just to keep them useful. It is impossible to save himself from the hands of the Spirit Transformation Stage. He can't do it, but he thought of another way.
Longxia is no longer the territory of the dragon. It is impossible for him to save himself by himself, so he chooses to rely on Ye Qiao.
Zhou Xiu's voice trembled slightly, and he lowered his head to control his expression, with an extremely pious attitude: "We just came out of Dragon Gorge. Why don't you let me take you to the inside of Dragon Gorge?"
"Let's go." The man didn't expect him to be so sensible, and nodded with a cold face.
Seeing the demon taking steps forward with his head held high and walking towards the interior, Zhou Xiu breathed a sigh of relief and silently lit a candle for the demon.
Have a safe trip.
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