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After coming out of the trial, Ye Qinghan brought a long sword. After observing for a moment, he chose to use the sword that was most convenient for him.
Duan Shui lent it to his junior sister, and he only had Ye Qiao's Jinghong Sword in his hand.
Born with sword bones, Ye Qinghan had unique control over spirit swords. He could swing them effortlessly in his hands. He spent seven days in this trial.
He is one of the few cultivators in the world who can clear levels quickly.
At the moment when his realm was stabilized at the God Transformation stage, a blessing from heaven fell upon him. His eyelashes trembled slightly, and looking at his fellow disciples who were constantly fighting for him below, Ye Qinghan took a deep breath, grasped the sword, and countless sword shadows condensed at the tip of the Jinghong Sword, which he swung downwards, with the sword techniques of the God Transformation stage condensed at the tip of the sword.
With one move, all the swords return to their origin.
The black swords and even the spiritual swords of everyone off the field began to tremble slightly.
Ten thousand swords surrendered.
Ye Qinghan whispered:
"Ten thousand swords, return to the clan."
Ask the Sword Sect, and learn the Divine Sword Technique.
This is a sword move that only a true incarnation of the spirit can perform.
Failure is inevitable if one's cultivation level is not up to par. Ye Qinghan had used it once before, and was able to hold on thanks to the help of his fellow disciples, and the last sword move was continued by Ye Qiao.
And this time, it succeeded easily in just one try.
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The leaders and elders of the five sects were invited to the Demon Tribe for a meeting. Xie Chuxue walked around here in a swaggering manner. It was more like a meeting than a house arrest. During that time, no one received him for several days.
Xie Chuxue knocked on all the nearby buildings for a while and pasted several talismans on them to make it easier to monitor the demons.
The leader of the Bishui Sect said softly, "It seems that the demons want to talk to us. They have been curious about our sect's treasures for a long time."
"I just don't know if they can hold it in until then before they are willing to talk to us."
However, it is not so easy to attack a sect. Not to mention the sect master and elders who are in charge, the protective formation of each sect is enough to keep them busy for a long time.
In comparison, negotiation is the best option.
“No, no, no.” Xie Chuxue pinched a spirit butterfly with her fingertips and dispersed it. At the moment when the butterfly dispersed, the detailed scene inside the sect was presented. “I don’t think they will be quiet while we are away.”
The picture clearly shows that the entire Changming Sect is in chaos.
The elders tried their best to gather the disciples together and wanted to take them to evacuate first. After all, if the demons and monsters were to attack, the Five Sects would be the first to be conquered.
There were many demon cultivators who infiltrated the sect and attacked the disciples, creating panic and chaos, causing the sect to become a complete mess.
At times like this, the demons who take advantage of the situation can stir up more trouble.
It is worth noting that there is also a scene in the picture where a snow-white little white dragon is caught by the demons who were ambushed in advance.
They moved stealthily enough that no one noticed.
"What is that?"
"That's the prince of the dragon clan. It looks like they intend to temporarily control him." Qin Fanfan rubbed his brows and whispered, "After all, he is from the dragon clan. With this identity, I don't think the demons dare to do anything to him."
However, it is hard to say whether the demons have any awe for these ancient mythical beasts.
The little prince was suddenly besieged by a group of people who claimed to be demon cultivators, and then was locked up in a dungeon. He was a little confused and immediately angry. He started to resist in anger and was finally caught.
Shit! The little prince's face was pressed to the ground, and he pounded the ground angrily!
I should have known not to resist.
"What can we talk about with the demons?" The Sword-Wen Sect leader said with a little disdain, his voice cold, "If they don't show up and smash this place, I don't believe they can sit still."
Inviting them here is nothing more than a situation of mutual checks and balances, and who can break this situation first depends on who is more powerful between the cultivators and demons from the outside world.
"Rather than relying on those independent cultivators, it would be better to be realistic and hope that those idiots from the Eight Great Families can wake up sooner." He said with sarcasm and disdain for the Eight Great Families, "If they were united a little bit, they wouldn't be restrained by the demons one by one."
They knew very well that if the negotiations failed, a war would be inevitable.
After waiting for seven full days, the Demon Lord finally arrived hypocritically on the eighth day before the Sword Sect's leader lost his temper. Countless demons prostrated themselves on the ground to welcome their lord. Xie Chuxue watched coldly, making them wait for eight full days. During these eight days, she had no doubt that they were going to try to break through the five sects' protective formation.
"Sorry for the wait." he said.
"It is a bit long." The Sword-Wen Sect's leader retorted coldly, and the atmosphere became tense.
Facing the provocative words of the Sword-Asking Sect, the Demon Lord was not in a hurry. He touched the weapon in his hand and did not act rashly in the end. He was full of malice and asked, "I wonder if Ye Qinghan from your sect is okay?"
"The demon tribe has sent almost half of its people to search for him. Can you elders rescue him?"
The sect was in chaos, and the elders who stayed behind were completely powerless.
Facing his sharp words, Xie Chuxue was calm and composed, smiling, "Well said. But are you sure that there is no one left in our sect who can be used?"
"Who? Ye Qiao?"
Xie Chuxue smiled slightly: "Chu Xingzhi from the Sword Sect is not bad either, what do you think?"
They burst into laughter.
"Are you talking about the disciple who is in the middle or late stage of Yuanying?"
Qin Fanfan narrowed her eyes. These people knew the realm of their sect’s disciples very well.
"Compared to him, we are more optimistic about Ye Qiao, who is well-known in your cultivation world." He forced a malicious smile, "I wonder how she is doing?"
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