The four people who left the main hall found a place on the fifth floor... and began to divide the spoils.
"This demon cultivator's fortune is quite good. There are so many space rings in the space rings. He must have assassinated many spiritual realm cultivators."
Mu Yunfei easily refined the demon cultivator's space ring.
Generally speaking, even if the holder dies, the difficulty of refining the Space Ring is still determined by the cultivation level of the original owner.
The strongest among the four is Feng Qingxuan, who only has the third level of out-of-body training. It would take a lot of time to refine the space ring by normal means.
If it is a normal method...
Mu Yunfei brushed it casually with a brush, and the brand on the space ring was instantly removed, which was even easier than cleaning.
It was so envy for Bai Chen to see it!
Bai Chen also wants one, but...
"50,000 high-grade spiritual stones are a rare commodity that has a price but no market. The gift my parents gave me when I was born is a gift that even Mahayana monks rarely have."
Can only give up.
The financial resources of the Immortal Dynasty are terrifying.
The harvest of spiritual stones this time is also quite amazing.
Counting the spiritual realm monks killed by the demon cultivators, there are a total of 750 high-grade spiritual stones, one low-grade earth-level dagger, nine high-grade mysterious spiritual weapons, and several pills...
"The harvest is quite good for the fifth level of out-of-body experience. It's a pity that greed is not enough. If you make a small fortune at the border, you should leave as soon as possible. Few monks who stay here for a long time can survive."
Mu Yunfei sighed while dividing the harvested resources into three parts.
One share belongs to himself, and the other two shares are given to Nangong Liu and Feng Qingxuan respectively.
Bai Chen got Lao Liu's dagger.
Holding the cold green dagger in his hand, Bai Chen began to fantasize...
"If I hide in some bushes, activate the virtual state and launch a sneak attack... let alone out of body, even if I am an incarnation, I still have to kneel down on the spot!"
Mu Yunfei couldn't stand it anymore and called Bai Chen back to reality.
"Hey! Stop daydreaming. You haven't understood the law of poison. The poison contained in this dagger can at most poison a monk below the first level of out-of-body experience. When encountering a stronger monk, you still have to flee for your life. .”
"I see……"
Bai Chen was indeed a little disappointed.
But overall, he was still very happy, not to mention that the dagger was a low-grade spiritual weapon. What's more important is that this kind of martial arts exclusively for Lao Liu was created just for him, so it's not very satisfying to be a shady person behind the scenes.
? ? ?
"How do you know what I'm thinking?"
Mu Yunfei and Feng Qingxuan looked at each other, then nodded with Nangong Liu, and said in unison: "Because your expression is too vulgar!"
…
Half a month later, outside the war fortress, the Qinglian Sword Sect flew on the boat.
"Disciples, be on alert!"
"I will obey my brother's orders!"
At this moment, a man full of heroic spirit and outstanding temperament stood on the Feizhou Palace, his voice was majestic, and the people in the fortress could even feel the unstoppable momentum.
"We only have one purpose this time, don't die!"
"Oh oh oh——"
…
Bai Chen and Mu Yunfei were hiding in the corner and were whispering.
"Is the slogan of our Qinglian Sword Sect so realistic? It is not to exorcise demon cultivators and bring glory to the sect; it is not to seize the opportunity and strive to soar into the sky; it is not to die!"
"Of course not! Others in the sect will do what you said, except for that senior brother in the Fusion Realm."
Mu Yunfei had a wonderful expression and spoke vividly: "Senior brother's name is Zhou Qing. He lost three of his junior brothers in the secret realm hundreds of years ago. Since then, senior brother Zhou has been guarding the border to prevent fellow sect members from following in his footsteps. .”
"So, Senior Brother Zhou Qing is a decent person. He has been guarding here for hundreds of years."
"The key is that only Senior Brother Zhou Qing allows us to fish underground. The team leaders before Senior Brother Zhou Qing all advocated letting direct disciples act as facades."
"Senior Brother Zhou is truly a god!"
Feng Qingxuan, who was listening from the side, couldn't stand it anymore. The respected senior brother was speaking in front of people to pay attention to safety, but the two people were chatting on their own.
"That's enough for you two! Senior brother is still talking, please be serious!"
As a serious person, Feng Qingxuan finally spoke to the two of them.
Bai Chen and Mu Yunfei looked at each other and said, "Yes——"
…
Different from Xing Wuhen's private flying boat, the Qinglian Sword Sect's flying boat is big and fast. The formations on the flying boat are more complex and mysterious, and the movement caused by the attacking formations changes the color of the world.
"Isn't this the grass growing on the sword? What? There is something wrong with the flying boat. It flies slower than my mother. The leader is you Zhou Qing. Has it grown roots in your legs after not returning to the sect for so long?"
Seeing the provocation from the distant demon cultivator, Zhou Qing shouted to many disciples: "Junior brothers and sisters, inject spiritual power into the formation. The other side actually dared to surpass us and blast them!"
"kill!"
Not to be outdone, the leading demon cultivator on the opposite side yelled: "Who is afraid of whom? Brothers, my sworn enemy has been hostile to me for a year or two. If I win this time, I will treat you to a one-day trip to the Hehuan Sect!"
"kill!"
After the earth-shattering provocation, the disciples on both sides began to inject spiritual power into the formation.
Two terrifying energies began to accumulate.
Suddenly, the spiritual energy was violent, the wind and clouds surged, and the originally clear sky instantly turned into a battlefield.
On the side of the flying boat, a huge formation imprint appeared, and a fierce sword light suddenly appeared, seeming to split the world into two, cut through the clouds, and tear the sky apart.
On the other side of the demon cultivator was an unstoppable black giant palm that shook the sky and the earth.
The moment the giant palm came into contact with the sword light, the black evil energy and the sharp sword energy collapsed, and a powerful shock wave came instantly, shaking the flying boats of both sides.
…
Feeling an attack that can easily kill a strong person in the Fusion Realm.
Bai Chen covered his eyes and couldn't help shouting: "Are you kidding me! Are these two people crazy?! They actually used the strongest formation just because of two words!"
"There is no way. Senior Brother Zhou Qing does give priority to his disciples' lives, but everyone is preparing for the secret realm and will not make a fatal move. At best, it is such a meaningless confrontation. In addition, the grudges between the spiritual realm and the demon realm are already there. Disciple Normally I can only huddle in the fortress, and I need a chance to vent."
Mu Yunfei held a spiritual weapon similar to a telescope in his hand and explained while observing the demon cultivator's flying boat.
"This time we are facing Senior Brother Zhou Qing's archrival, Ao Tian, an inner disciple of Mosha Sect. Damn it, the Taoist companion next to him wasn't the same one last time. He changed so quickly!"
"You're actually looking at this!?"
"if not?"
"Boom!"
Two fists fell on Bai Chen and Mu Yunfei's heads respectively, causing them to grimace in pain.
Nangong Liu retracted his hands, his pale eyes radiating light, pointing one hand at the flying boat opposite, and said without hesitation: "Remember, I am only allowed to make trouble for others, no one can make trouble for me!"
"Stand up straight, I will also speak on behalf of my direct disciples!"
"wait--"
Mu Yunfei and Bai Chen just wanted to hide in the shadows, picking up and robbing in the dark, not intending to expose themselves to everyone's sight.
How could Nangong Liu listen to them?
"Disciples, listen to your orders. I am Elder Pei's personal disciple, Nangong Liu, the Prodigy Ranker. Follow my command and ram the flying boat directly!"
