Qu Wuming and others hurriedly took two steps back. They each took out their fairy swords and magic weapons, and their whole bodies tensed up.
"Hmph!" Lang Xiaoyue saw this with a mocking look on his face. After snorting coldly, he said lightly, "Since you said that crutch is my Wujin Dragon Cane, then please take a closer look. The real Wujin What does the Vine Dragon Staff look like!"
As he spoke, Lang Xiaoyue slammed the crutch in his hand towards the ground. The sharp tip of the stick poked a hole in the green bricks under his feet, and the whole crutch stabbed firmly into the ground.
Qu Wuming and others looked at the crutch, and saw that this crutch was about eighty-nine times similar to the one in the image, except that the color was indeed black and purple, and the huge head of the cane was engraved with a dragon head. , lifelike, as if glaring at everyone.
"This is the real black-gold vine dragon staff!" Lang Xiaoyue said with a smile on her face, "Besides, I have been in seclusion for the past few days refining elixirs, and have never stepped out of the cave! If you don't believe it, go and ask. Just a few of my children will do."
The steward of Nihuan County said something to the other person next to Qu Wuming, and then said coldly: "Ask your little boy? Do you think we are fools?"
"I don't know if you are stupid or not, but I am the person you are looking for. If you continue to forcefully accuse me, huh!"
"The person who killed our Tianjing Division, the Tianjing Division will naturally have a way to find out the real culprit!" said the general manager of the Tianjing Division of Nihuan County, "The people who died in the battle last night all had special magic weapons on their bodies. Once killed, an indelible mark will be left on the murderer. If you feel clear, do you dare to follow us?"
Hearing this, the look of shock in Lang Xiaoyue's eyes flashed, and then was replaced by a fierce look. But before he could say anything, Hall Master Qiu on the side shouted: "How outrageous! I am the elder of the Ziyun Sect, how could it be that you, the Tianjing Division, took me away just as you wanted?!"
"Hall Master Qiu, are you determined to stop our Tianjing Division from finding the murderer who harmed the people?" The chief steward of Nihuan County's Tianjing Division said coldly without showing any signs of weakness.
"Haha, ordinary people in the area under the jurisdiction of the Ziyun Sect were massacred. We, the Ziyun Sect, will send people to find the real culprits." Hall Master Qiu said with a smile, "Thank you for sending us such precious images today." Clues, I will accept this Xuanying Stone. Next, our Criminal Law Hall will arrange personnel to investigate, so I won’t bother the Tianjing Division!”
"You..." The steward of Nihuan County wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Hall Master Qiu's loud shout.
"Come here, see the guests off!!"
A group of monks who were all in the late Nascent Soul stage rushed in. Their auras were connected with each other, as if they were cooperating with some kind of formation, and they instantly surrounded Qu Wuming and others. The chief steward of Nihuan County's Tianjing Division was slightly frightened. He knew that the pair of monks must be the guardians of the Ziyun Sect. Before breaking in, they had already used a secret method to unite their magic powers. If they took action, they would be able to do it in a short time. It is enough to rival those at the peak of the Divine Transformation Stage.
I saw the leader of the Protectorate Army smiling, bowing and making a "please" gesture to everyone in the Tianjing Division, and saying with a hint of mockery on his face: "Everyone, please!"
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"Are you sure that the black golden vine dragon staff has changed its form?" After the group left the Ziyun Sect's mountain gate for a long time, the chief steward of the Tianjing Division of Nihuan County finally asked with a serious face.
"Confirmed. I have studied all kinds of magic weapons for many years and created a secret technique that can specifically detect the illusions on magic weapons. Even if it is the life magic weapon of a person at the peak of the Void Refining Stage, he wants to hide it from me through the transformed form. Exploration is absolutely impossible." The man said very firmly.
"Hmph. The Ziyun Sect is actually so hateful and doesn't take our Tianjing Division seriously at all." The general manager of the Tianjing Division in Nihuan County said angrily in his heart. A cold light flashed in his eyes and he said in a deep voice, "After we go back, I Then an assassination order will be issued in Tianjing Division to kill Lang Xiaoyue!"
"No need." Qu Wuming, who had also been silent all the way, said.
"Huh?" The manager of Nihuan County's Tianjing Division couldn't help but frowned when he heard this. He turned to look at "Wu Qu" and was about to ask, but saw Qu Wuming sneer and say.
"You don't have to wait until you get back. I wonder how much the reward is for this mission? I'll take this job!"
A smile appeared on the face of the chief steward of the Tianjing Division of Nihuan County. He raised a finger and said: "A thousand high-level spiritual stones! I will take it with Lang Xiaoyue's head."
"make a deal!"
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Three days later.
Qu Wuming wore a gray-black cloak, covering himself from head to toe.
Qu Wuming was squatting and huddled at the foot of a rockery. There was a tall bush of flowers in front of him. Looking out from inside the cloak, it seemed that everything outside was covered with an extremely thin layer of black air and was constantly rolling. Looking at the rockery from the outside, one could only see the jagged rocks behind the flowers, and no trace of Qu Wuming at all - the surface of the cloak had already transformed into the appearance of the rockery behind it, making it impossible for anyone to notice that there was actually a rockery at the foot of the rockery. There is still a person squatting, and even using his spiritual sense to inspect it, he can't find anything strange at all, as if there is just an extra strange stone there.
Through the light mist above the cloak, Qu Wuming squinted his eyes and stared at the attic not far away.
Qu Wuming pointed out that there were only two people inside. One of them is the target he is going to assassinate on this trip - the elder of Ziyun Sect, Lang Xiaoyue.
This place is called Phantom Sound City, and the city owner is also an elder of Ziyun Sect. Few outsiders know her real name. They only know that she has a nickname, Phantom Sound Witch, and she is an extremely difficult character.
"It's almost time to come out..." Qu Wuming looked up at the moon in the sky, silently estimating the time.
In the past three days, Qu Wuming had already inquired about Lang Xiaoyue's recent whereabouts. He learned that in the past two months, on the fifteenth day of each month, Elder Lang Xiaoyue would rush to Huanyin City early in the morning to meet people. We meet each other and will not return until late at night, month after month. After spending some spirit stones, Qu Wuming found this place where Lang Xiaoyue met people every time. Moreover, before the two people in the attic came, they were already lurking here.
In the attic, there was a faint sound of playing the guqin. The sound started not long after Lang Xiaoyue and a masked female cultivator entered in the early morning. It is already the zenith of the moon, and the sound of the piano has never stopped.
Zheng……
As a high-pitched piano sound sounded, the attic finally became calm.
"Repaying his grandma is really elegant. After killing so many people, he can still listen to the music for a day..." Qu Wuming felt a little speechless, thinking about how the elders of the Ziyun Sect he knew seemed to be psychologically twisted. Yes, it seems a little abnormal.
After a while, the door to the attic opened with a creak, and two figures walked out one after another.
The first person to walk out was an old man with a long beard wearing a dark purple robe. To call him old, his beard and hair were as white as snow, but looking at his face, he could be called a child with crane hair and a smooth face. There weren't even a single wrinkle, and there seemed to be a faint fluorescent flash, which was a sign of practicing some kind of physical training technique.
Qu Wuming hid behind the flowers and remained motionless, but his eyes were fixed on the purple-robed old man. This man was Lang Xiaoyue who had lied and sophistry in front of everyone in Tianjing Division.
"Fellow Huanyin, you have really worked hard today! Please stay! Stay!" Lang Xiaoyue turned around and saluted the man behind him with a smile.
"Then I won't give it away! Remember that you must gather the next batch of materials before the fifteenth of next month, otherwise I'm afraid all your efforts will be wasted." The woman opposite the purple-robed old man no longer moved forward after hearing this, but nodded. A warning.
"Okay, then I won't trouble fellow Taoist again on the fifteenth day of next month! Haha..." Lang Xiaoyue cupped her hands, turned and walked out of the courtyard.
There was a creaking sound behind her, and the woman turned back to the house and closed the door.
Lang Xiaoyue seemed to have already forgotten about the fact that Tianjing Division was causing trouble for her. She was in a very good mood at the moment. When she turned around and walked more than ten steps, she still had a smile on her face, and she couldn't help but hum a tune, He walked happily past the flowers.
It is indeed worthy of Lang Xiaoyue's joy - he had previously killed several Nascent Soul stage deacons of the Tianjing Division in Dayu Shu Village, Nihuan County. Unexpectedly, the hearts of those in the Nascent Soul Stage were smaller than those of ordinary people. Words are far more useful than I expected! After refining all these hearts, Lang Xiaoyue is certain that as long as he harvests more than a hundred more materials, his Thousand Hearts and Blood Evil Skill can be perfected! By then, with his physical strength, I am afraid that he will never be able to meet an opponent at the same level again, and his status in the Ziyun Sect will naturally continue to rise!
Just as she was thinking about what benefits she could get for herself if she was promoted to the Supreme Elder of the Ziyun Sect and entered the Presbyterian Council in the future, when passing by the flower bed, Lang Xiaoyue felt a warning sign in her heart.
Lang Xiaoyue is a cunning and insidious person who must retaliate. He has offended many enemies over the years, but he has always been active and no one can do anything to him. This is because Lang Xiaoyue has the capital he can rely on, and his keen sense of danger is one of them. item.
Lang Xiaoyue's eyes were sharp, and the power of his consciousness surged out and dispersed around him. At the same time, he quickly turned towards the flower bed and shouted loudly: "Who is it?!"
This loud shout was intended to alert the person in the attic. As long as that person takes action in time, no matter who wants to harm him, he may not be able to get away with it.
However, the moment he turned around, the flower bed beside him seemed to explode. Countless fragments of flowers flew towards him, accompanied by mud and gravel all over the sky. Mixed in it was a cold glow from the sword light.
"How brave!" Lang Xiaoyue roared in a deep voice. A crutch appeared in his palm. As he dodged and flew back, the black golden vine dragon staff was sacrificed and turned into a black light and flew towards the enemy on the opposite side.
However, before the black golden vine dragon staff could transform into the form of a wooden dragon, a faint blue orb suddenly made a banging sound among the debris in the sky!
In an instant, a piece of blue light rippled out in all directions like water waves, sweeping across Lang Xiaoyue and his black gold vine dragon staff.
"Ah!?" When the blue light swept across, Lang Xiaoyue couldn't help being shocked when he saw that his body protective shield was actually like nothing and did not cause the slightest obstruction to it.
However, when the blue light disappeared into the body, Lang Xiaoyue found that there seemed to be no pain or discomfort in her body.
Just when she wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, Lang Xiaoyue suddenly felt that all her magic power was flowing uncontrollably. Even the black-gold vine dragon staff he had just sacrificed turned and shot towards the big tree next to it, with a click. He smashed the tree trunk as thick as a bowl into two pieces, and his body that had just risen into the air fell down involuntarily.
For a moment, no matter how hard Lang Xiaoyue tried, she was unable to mobilize her magic power smoothly again. Lang Xiaoyue's heart sank: "No, it's a magic bead!"
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