The two Spiritual Transformation Realms forced everyone to retreat, fearing that if they left too late they would be torn to pieces by the spiritual energy and demonic energy.
"The dragon ball and the spiritual weapon. We don't need the dragon ball, but give us the water-based spiritual weapon." Ming Xuan spoke directly. They waited for about half an hour to make sure that the domain was over, and then they were ready to go find Ye Qiao. Before leaving, they had to borrow the spiritual weapon from the dragon clan, and they didn't plan to leave it to them.
The dragon clan had some concerns and were still reluctant to lend people. The dragon clan was missing at least three dragons, and looking at the postures of these descendants, it felt like they were going to die.
They were even more confused by Mingxuan's words. The leader glanced at them with a hint of oppression, "Where is the water-based spiritual weapon?"
Xue Yu explained, "The dragon ball is supported by a water-based spiritual weapon. You can return the spiritual weapon to us."
That was taken by Ye Qiao, it does not belong to the dragon clan.
The leader didn't mean to trick them, but the idea that a spiritual weapon could assist another spiritual weapon was absurd. "Your spiritual weapon? How do you know it's yours?" It was clearly the Dragon Ball from the South China Sea.
Upon hearing this, Mu Chongxi suddenly had an idea and waved towards Longzhu.
The watery beads really flew into the palm of my hand.
Mu Chongxi immediately began to dismantle it. For a simple and rough sword cultivator, there was nothing that could not be dismantled. He lightly twisted the entire spiritual weapon to change it, and after separating it, he showed it to them.
They are two separate spiritual weapons.
I just don't know who combined the two together.
All was silent for a moment.
Are these really two spiritual weapons combined together?
"What's the use of using two spiritual weapons together?" Some dragons still didn't understand and prepared to take the initiative: "How dare you dismantle our spiritual weapons!?"
"It's really a simple-minded dragon. Don't you see what's the use of it?" Ming Xuan was amused by their operation of turning the tables. He snatched the dragon ball and the spiritual weapon, put them back together, stretched out his hand and turned them violently. In an instant, the entire South China Sea was turned upside down and he was almost shaken to vomit.
The water flow is directly reversed.
The scene fell into brief chaos.
Ye Qiao's move was to connect the function of one spiritual weapon to another spiritual weapon. It was a very bold move, but she succeeded. This was not just boldness, but a genius innovation.
The dragons, who were stunned for a moment, looked at each other in confusion. After the doubts faded, they were followed by curiosity, "Your junior sister. Is she a weapon cultivator?"
"No." Mu Chongxi said, "She is a sword cultivator. The others are just for fun."
The dragon who was speaking glanced at them and said, "..."
Indeed, the sword technique that he personally taught was of very high standard, and it was obvious that he was a sword cultivator. But they just said it was just for fun, and I felt inexplicably upset.
The leader was jealous after seeing the power of the combination of the two. The entire South China Sea current could be easily controlled. He was reluctant to give up this spiritual weapon. "So what are you going to do?"
"Give us the spiritual weapon, and a few dragons along with it. It's not too much to ask, is it?" Xue Yu blinked and spoke in a calm voice.
You really dare to borrow four dragons in the Divine Transformation Stage at once.
The little prince jumped up and down, and volunteered: "I, I, I, I'll lend it to you, and I'll go with you!"
The noble dragons never bow their heads.
But it's okay to be a little lower occasionally.
"Yes." They nodded. "We, the Dragon Clan, can lend you people. What we said before still stands. The Dragon Clan is willing to offer a hundred years of loyalty for this."
After dealing with the dragon clan, all that was left was to argue with the elders. Zhou Xingyun responded to the elders who asked them to return to the sect, "We are not going back."
"What?" The elder of the Sword Sect was surprised to be rejected by Zhou Xingyun.
"Didn't you hear clearly?" He seemed confused. "Then I'll say it again. The Changming Sect disciples refuse to cooperate."
Zhou Xingyun was usually in a low mood, and he was even more silent at this moment. He deliberately raised his voice, as if he was afraid that the elders from other sects wouldn't hear him.
Xie Chuxue almost laughed out loud, but he suppressed the curve of his mouth, holding back his smile as he admired the dark faces of the Sword Questioning Sect members, and waved his hand, "Okay, okay. You guys go ahead, and Uncle Master will stop them for you."
First, Ye Qiao led a group of disciples to break into the dungeon, and then Zhou Xingyun led a group of disciples to disobey the orders of the five sects.
"Ah. It's great to be young." He leaned over the desk and couldn't help but sigh out of boredom.
Duan Yu crossed his arms and concluded with a serious face: "They definitely like Ye Qiao." Their rebellious looks almost angered the Sword-Wen Sect, which attached great importance to rules. He had taught these children for so many years, but this was the first time he saw such unity.
"Who said that? This clearly has nothing to do with romance." Xie Chuxue glanced at him casually and sighed.
That’s three years of friendship between fellow students.
"Indeed." Chu Xingzhi was the first to agree: "If it was my junior sister in there, I would go too."
Even if she was not his junior sister, but a disciple from another sect, he would still go.
The concepts and training they have received since childhood will not make them abandon their fellow students.
"The sect should have taught you to choose the best solution when encountering problems." The elder of the Sword Sect said indifferently, "It's okay if Mu Chongxi wants to stay. He just needs to train in the Dragon Clan. The rest of you go back to the sect, don't let me send someone to bring you back."
If Ye Qiao hadn't died, she would have been looking for someone to kill.
Chu Xingzhi snatched the jade slip backhandedly: "Don't listen to him!!"
"Just go ahead. I'll support you mentally. The elders can't kill us anyway."
Chu Xingzhi's sudden rebellion made the elder of the Sword-Wen Sect turn his head with a cold expression. Just when he was about to punch him, he saw his favorite little disciple standing up.
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