Don't blame him for being unkind. It was his master who was seeking death. Chen Muchen lowered his eyes and wondered if he could use the Golden Bell Cover to take his master and fellow disciples away at the critical moment.
He has many magic weapons and good opportunities. In the world of cultivation, there is a saying that someone is the chosen son of heaven and the son of luck. Chen Muchan's luck is really good. Sometimes he can find a lot of treasures in any secret realm.
He has excellent luck and extraordinary talent, and can be said to be the hope of the entire Buddhist community.
If he hadn't met Ye Qiao, his life would have been pretty good indeed.
Why.
He sighed deeply.
However, without the protection of her master, that damn female cultivator from Penglai started throwing chess pieces at him again.
Chen Muchan couldn't help but make a bitter face: "..." What a mess every day is.
Chu Ling snorted coldly, "You bunch of bald asses, how dare you come to Changming Sect to cause trouble."
Chen Muchan was good-looking, with a very holy look. His face wrinkled and a bitter taste made him look very miserable. "I have no intention of offending you, no intention of offending you. I will definitely take them away from here when the time comes."
I will never pick a fight with Chang Mingzong again!
Yue Qingan is also a person who likes to talk big but never take action. Seeing this, he smiled and said softly: "You are right. Why should we fight? After all, you also know that the outcome of this battle has been determined."
Chen Muchan could no longer maintain his holy expression, and said with a bitter face, "You are absolutely right. I have heard for a long time that Penglai is good at fortune-telling, but seeing is believing."
Apart from him, it seems that no one else realizes that Ye Qiao is actually a tribulation survivor?
The fusion stage is also strong, but the Seventh Elder is at the peak of the fusion stage. That’s why some people still work for the Seventh Elder, including his master.
Yue Qingan maintained an unfathomable smile.
Actually... he didn't calculate anything.
As for Ye Qiao, Yue Qing'an would at most use three copper coins to tell fortunes and predict good or bad luck.
Neither he nor Chu Ling could understand Ye Qiao's fate.
But we are all charlatans and have a lot of experience with the word "pretend". If we want to pretend to be profound, we just have to smile and that's all.
As expected, Chen Muchan straightened his back slightly, put his hands together, and looked fierce without realizing it.
He had no idea that Yue Qingan's weird look was almost exactly the same as when he was playing tricks on others.
"We are the ones who offended." Chen Muchan smiled bitterly, "I just don't know that my master..."
Seeing Yue Qingan remained silent, Chen Muchan continued to look bitter, "We in Buddhism also have some background."
The disciples of various sects brought their own spiritual weapons and talismans into the battle, and his master naturally had his own way of entering the battle.
I don’t know what Ye Qiao’s mood will be at that time. If he is in a good mood, he might just beat his master half to death before coming out.
…
In the reincarnation formation, Ye Qiao transformed Bu Jianjun into a spear and threw it upwards. Although the sword was the king of all weapons, the Seventh Elder was also good at swords. The spear was long enough and turned in her hand. The spear was like a dragon crossing an arc. After several moves, the Seventh Elder's spirit flag was stabbed into pieces.
Although the treasure can heal itself, she won't give it a chance.
What frightened him even more was that Ye Qiao’s realm was higher than his.
There is a saying in the world of cultivation that the difference between one realm is like a chasm in the sky.
If she was at the peak of the fusion state, the Seventh Elder would not be afraid of her. Based on her experience, she would be more than capable of defeating two little ghosts. But she was at a level lower than him!
The Seventh Elder couldn't imagine where Ye Qiao got the opportunity from in just one year.
The three spirit flags rotated and swayed along with the old man's hand, obviously wanting to use the zombies to create a human wave tactic.
Ye Qiao sneered and threw the Ghost King Tower backhandedly.
"Hold him."
The advantage of spiritual weapons is that they can upgrade with you.
Before, the tower spirit had complained a lot about following Ye Qiao and going hungry nine times a day. Now that Ye Qiao has passed the tribulation period, it feels very happy and stops complaining. It starts working diligently.
A small golden tower fell from the sky with a flash of golden light and hit the spine of the Seventh Elder hard. The Seventh Elder felt a lump in his throat and spat out a mouthful of blood in embarrassment. He swung a sword in his hand and fought to the death.
His sword is a spiritual sword and the tower is also a spiritual weapon. Comparing the two, he lost because he was at a lower level.
There was no other way, the Seventh Elder could only take out the Pure World Green Lotus once again and stare at Ye Qiao, wishing he could skin her alive.
When the Pure World Green Lotus and the Merit Golden Lotus were competing, Ye Qiao moved his hand and took out the secret book. Countless silk threads rushed out from it like tentacles. With the Seventh Elder's level, how could he not see its ability?
Once you are caught, you become a puppet of the book.
Ye Qiao gave him a cold smile.
Let's not compete in swordsmanship today, just use whatever you have.
This battle does not require superb swordsmanship or exquisite formations, but a competition of who has stronger financial resources.
The Seventh Elder was in a panic trying to avoid the sneak attack from An Shu. Ye Qiao took advantage of his distraction and extended the handle of the Hanguang Shovel, shining brightly with white light. With a quick and accurate strike in the air, Ye Qiao slapped him on the head.
One shovel caused the earth to shake and the formation to be in turmoil.
Fortunately, it was Song Hansheng who was guarding the formation, otherwise the formation would have been unable to withstand Huo Huo, who was in the early stage of tribulation and the peak of fusion.
Before the Seventh Elder could stand up straight, he was hit by the absolute force of the Hanguang Shovel, breaking his bones and falling heavily to the ground.
"???"
He opened his eyes wide in shock, unable to believe it. Wasn't the shovel in Zhou Xingyun's hand?
What the hell is this?
The Seventh Elder saw that he could not win, so he took out any magic weapon he had, but was immediately suppressed by Ye Qiao. He could not win in terms of wealth, so he tried to compete in swordsmanship. However, Ye Qiao was at a higher level than him, and the Qingfeng Jue had reached the final stage. With the blessing of the Tribulation Period, he could shatter the unformed sword shadow in his hand in just two or three moves.
He was so frightened that his face turned pale, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead, where the veins were exposed. The long sword in his hand was forced to retreat repeatedly by the murderous sword moves.
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