He didn’t know if it was because of his dazzlement, but he saw so many weapon spirits.
You should know that the only sect with a large number of spiritual weapons is the Chengfeng Sect, and the Wenjian Sect basically only has many spiritual swords, and no one has ever seen so many weapon spirits at once.
"It's really lively in the forbidden area." One of the elders said something meaningful.
Moonlight Arrow, Dark Book, Ghost King Tower, Sword Spirit.
From a distance it is really a gathering of heroes, and from close up it is a meeting of spirits.
A group of weapon spirits were surrounding a young boy and beating him up. A golden tower spirit beside him was flapping its wings, "Yes, yes, yes. Beat him to death and make him talk too much."
"You are so presumptuous Ye Qiao!"
The fifth elder found it very novel, as it was the first time he saw so many spirit weapons. However, the fifth elder liked to watch the fun, but the other elders might not. Even the third elder's words were mixed with a heavy sense of pressure in his angry rebuke. The overwhelming sense of oppression made the two arsonists in the forbidden area breathe slightly heavier for a few moments.
Frightened by this roar mixed with coercion, the other weapon spirits scattered like birds and beasts and hid behind Ye Qiao.
——The elder is here.
This familiar roar was similar to that of the elders of Changming Sect. The skilled Ye Qiao quickly bowed his head and admitted his mistake.
Ye Qinghan immediately admitted his mistake.
He apologized in a serious tone: "I'm sorry, Elder. We were wrong."
The two of them slid down and apologized very smoothly.
Ye Qinghan calmly lifted his eyelids and took a look, then sent a voice message to her, "When we asked the Sword Sect for a meeting, there was never such a large gathering of people."
Except for a few peak masters, all the elders were present.
Ye Qiao looked at them carefully and thought that they might be here to call him to task.
When Anshu saw someone coming in, his tentacles began to get eager to try again. He only remembered the beating but not the pain. No matter how painful the realization was, it could not extinguish his desire to cause trouble. The more chaotic the situation was, the better it was for him.
So many gods...
There is even a realm of refining emptiness.
It's amazing.
Ordinary personal disciples can't alarm so many elders. The origins of these two little ghosts are quite unusual?
"You burned the secret book?" A shout rang out, and a female elder almost couldn't control her emotions.
"No." Ye Qiao refused to take the blame. She pointed at An Shu who had just been beaten up and said, "He's alive and well."
But it was also torn.
Aren’t the pages of the Dark Book burning in the flames?
That was not the point. The Great Elder forced himself not to be led astray. He only cared about one question: "Are you two okay?"
The other elders also frowned deeply.
Ever since the two of them entered the forbidden area, their brows have been furrowed.
No one knew what had happened inside the forbidden area. The restrictions were all broken, and there were signs of fierce fighting, which meant that the two must have fought with An Shu.
It has been three days since they went in.
It is still unknown what happened in those three days.
It stands to reason that the reason why the Dark Book is so frightening is entirely because of its uncanny control speed. Weren't the two of them controlled?
"It's okay." Ye Qiao put his hands behind his back and gestured twice calmly, threatening An Shu who wanted to extend his tentacles.
Dark Book: “…” Damn it.
The shadow of being beaten was too strong. He was as quiet as a chicken for a second.
The fifth elder, who was always paying attention to the movement of the dark book, raised his eyebrows, feeling a little surprised at the quietness of this spiritual weapon.
"So it was beaten into this state by you guys? How did you deal with it?"
The Great Elder continued to question.
"It wasn't a group beating." Ye Qiao corrected his words, "It was mainly because it caused me psychological pressure at the time."
The Great Elder recalled the appearance of the Dark Book itself. It was as black as a ball of thick ink, and the tentacles that stretched out were particularly frightening. Judging from its appearance, it could indeed bring considerable psychological pressure to people.
He nodded: "And then?"
How could the Dark Book be torn into pieces and burned? He wondered, could it be that, like in the illusion, the Dark Book tore itself apart?
It's impossible no matter how you think about it.
The Dark Book is not a psychologically fragile thing like an illusion. Its existence is no less than the evil in the world. How could it be toyed with and broken?
"And because of that he caused me a lot of psychological pressure."
"I'm scared." Ye Qiao looked up at the sky for a moment, pointed at An Shu who was disguising himself as a mushroom in the corner and was as quiet as a chicken, and said sincerely: "Just kill it in a second."
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