They set up a trap specifically for Ye Qiao, and the target of their trap was her.
That's all the cloud magpie is good for.
Xie Chuxue didn't buy it and smiled: "Guess~"
He did miscalculate a little.
He secretly let Yunque go in the hope of honing Ye Qiao's realm and trying to catch the person who gave Yunque advice in one fell swoop. However, he ended up including Ye Qiao in the end.
Seeing how confident they were, it seemed that they had really put in a lot of effort to deal with Ye Qiao.
"Not only that, we also sent people to intercept and kill them in advance."
The Demon Lord thought of something and his face darkened slightly. "But there is still no news about that useless Zuo Hufa."
Xie Chuxue seemed to be thinking about something, so at least there was no need to worry about Ye Qiao's safety. As a person in the Spirit Transformation Stage, Ye Qiao could handle it alone even without the spiritual weapon in his hand.
I'm afraid the grass on the left protector's grave is three meters high by now.
Qin Fanfan was quite dissatisfied with him letting Yunque go. He calmly said, "Since Penglai's deduction technique can be used to find people, why not let Penglai figure out who ordered Yunque?"
Xie Chuxue replied: "Penglai divination requires cause and effect. We still don't know who the person is, so we can only let Yunque lead him out. After the identity is confirmed, we will find Penglai to further calculate the other party's position."
But that person was hiding something really deep.
Xie Chuxue suspected almost everyone in the five sects, but still found nothing.
If we don't let Yunque go, then everything that happens afterwards will just stay where it is without any progress.
Xie Chuxue pretended to be surprised: "I didn't expect that our Xiaoqiao would be so familiar to you." He stretched out his tone, "It's such an honor."
Facing his deliberate stupidity, they sneered, "Don't say these useless nonsense to us. You should be glad that we didn't kill her."
Seeing that Xie Chuxue remained silent, the demon elder who followed closely behind him thought that they were afraid, and threatened them fiercely with a sinister look, "Close the protective formation, and don't force us to attack your sect."
"Hand over your sect's spiritual weapons, and we can stop interfering with each other." The demon elder stepped forward and said, "You don't want to see your sect being slaughtered, do you?"
The scene was silent.
Just when a group of people were getting ready to practice Tai Chi, suddenly the spirit swords on the waists of several sword masters trembled slightly.
The sudden abnormality from the spiritual sword made the Sword-Wen Sect's leader and Qin Fanfan look at each other.
Both of them were sword cultivators, and the spiritual swords on their waists actually began to move at the same time.
Qin Fanfan glanced at the sword at his waist. The disappointing performance made him frown slightly: "What's going on?"
The spirit sword suddenly had this reaction?
"Ten thousand swords return to the sect." After a long while, the leader of the Sword Sect felt the sword energy surging around him and laughed softly: "The sword art of quasi-transformation."
Only the transformation of spirits is enough, nothing close will do.
There is a gap between the transformation of gods and the transformation of gods.
This sword technique is a good way to test whether your realm is qualified enough.
The moment Tiansheng Sword Bone drew his sword, both the Xuan Sword and the Ling Sword competed to submit.
"Ten thousand swords return to the sect?"
The leader of the Sword Sect answered with certainty: "That was the sword technique thrown by our Ye Qinghan."
There is only one quasi-god among the five sects, and the only one who can throw out the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect is Ye Qinghan.
"As expected, he is born with sword bones." Xie Chuxue raised the corners of his lips slightly, also a little surprised. Their Xiaoqiao still needs some adjustment, and the realm of transformation is not so easy to control and comprehend, but Ye Qinghan, this cheating dog, got it right away.
In this situation, Xie Chuxue actually felt a strange feeling of dissatisfaction and anger towards her family, as her own children could not compare to hers.
"You seem quite happy?" The Demon Lord sneered, and in a calm and stern tone, he began to ask and answer himself gently: "Do you think that he, a newly-broken god, can handle my people? Obviously, he is not qualified."
Of course he knew that there were very few cultivators of high realms among them, and all their hopes were placed on a group of disciples who were only twenty years old at most. Such an age was equivalent to a child in the world of cultivation.
He didn't know whether to laugh at the naivety of a group of young children being tasked with taking on important tasks, or to gloat over the fact that no one was on the right path.
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