"Director Xiao, now these monks are attacking Ning Yue, but your inspection department doesn't care about them?"
At this time, Xia Lengyan bit her thin lips with her fine teeth and glanced at Xiao Lingchen coldly.
The Inspection Department has the responsibility to maintain order. After all, the Immortal Court of Creation strictly prohibits monks from fighting.
Xiao Lingchen said lightly:
"Inspector Ning has said that these matters are the business of their inspection department, and I, the inspection department, will no longer interfere.
Besides, the miasma is prevalent here, and we don’t know how many monks there are attacking Governor Ning.
After the bloody battle just now, our people are exhausted.
I really can't help you with this. "
"Hmph! If you don't help, I'll help!
I want to see who dares to stop my Close Moon Sword Sect today!
Anyone who blocks my Close Moon Sword Sect will be killed without mercy! "
Xia Lengyan sneered at Xiao Lingchen, and then flew to the Guanyue Sword Sect's building.
She used her boundless spiritual energy to drive the building ship, and coupled with the speed of the building ship's internal drive, the building ship broke through the miasma in an instant, and arrived at the battlefield in a short time.
These people bully the inspection department and there are not many people who can fight, but they dare not intercept the people of Guanyue Sword Sect.
And now Xia Lengyan has reached the late stage of the Nascent Soul Realm, and has practiced the Supreme Close Moon Immortal Sword Art of the Close Moon Sword Sect. The sword energy is fierce, and the invisible sword energy is stirring in the air.
Anyone who dares to stop her will be crushed by the terrifying sword energy!
Therefore, some of them wanted to intercept the Guanyue Sword Sect's building ship, but they did not have the courage. They could only watch the building ship break through the sky and arrive in front of Ning Yue.
Just when Ning Yue faced despair and stepped into danger, he saw a white figure descending from the sky like a fairy descending from the sky.
Although she wore a thin veil on her face, her clear eyes were as bright as a pool of water.
Xia Lengyan yelled angrily, and used the terrifying sword energy to shake away the several monks who were besieging Ning Yue. Then her figure flew through the void like a dragonfly touching water. She grabbed Ning Yue with her delicate hands and brought Ning Yue back to the building ship.
All the monks stamped their feet in anger.
Some monks roared and threatened: "Saintess Guanyue, how dare you stop us? Could it be that your Guanyue Sword Sect wants to monopolize Ning Yue's spiritual treasure?"
"Who are you? Why do I, Xia Lengyan, need to explain to you people what I do?
Today, Master Ning, I have been saved.
Anyone who dares to approach my Guanyue Sword Sect’s building will be killed without mercy! "
Xia Lengyan glanced at everyone indifferently and ignored them.
These monks were so angry that they cursed their mothers, but they did not dare to attack the Guanyue Sword Sect's building ship.
If they attack the building ships of the Close Moon Sword Sect, they will start a war with the Close Moon Sword Sect. The Close Moon Sword Sect has the ancestors of the Fusion Realm sitting in charge.
They could kill Ning Yue, snatch the spiritual treasure, and run away, but in front of a boss in the Fusion Realm, no matter where they fled, it would be difficult to live in peace.
Through the miasma, Lu Yongan and others looked surprised when they saw Ning Yue being rescued by Xia Lengyan of the Guanyue Sword Sect.
However, the faces of Li Wansong, Lin Yuhuang and others were ugly.
"Seeing that Ning Yue was about to be killed, Xia Lengyan actually took action!"
Li Wansong grinded his teeth and chiselled, making a rattling sound.
Just now, among the monks who besieged Ning Yue, there were also people arranged by Li Wansong.
Seeing that Ning Yue was about to lose his strength, Xia Lengyan took action.
"This bitch, isn't she afraid that Fang Hao's matter will be exposed, and their Guanyue Sword Sect will also be implicated?"
Lin Yuhuang clenched his fists tightly, a ferocious look appeared on his handsome face.
"No matter what, this Ning Yue must be killed, otherwise I will be restless."
Li Wansong frowned, thinking about his next plan.
At this moment, Ning Yue sat cross-legged on the ship of the Close Moon Sword Sect, and then took out a large number of top-grade spiritual stones from the Shifang Storage Ring.
The bright spiritual stone exuded rich spiritual energy, making the disciples of the Close Moon Sword Sect around them dumbfounded.
They estimated that there were at least 10,000 pieces of these top-quality spiritual stones.
Ning Yue took out these spiritual stones without even blinking.
"Master Ning, you are injured and covered in blood, so you might as well rest.
As long as I'm here, they don't dare to attack, so why bother to force themselves to regain their spiritual energy? "
Xia Lengyan walked over, her beautiful face a little unhappy.
Could it be that Ning Yue doesn’t trust me?
"Thank you, Fairy Xia, for saving me. I owe you a favor. If Fairy Xia is in any trouble, I, Ning Yue, will definitely repay her.
However, I must regain my spiritual energy. I must uproot these people and destroy them one by one. I will wipe out all of them. "
After speaking, Ning Yue closed his eyes slightly, running his skills and absorbing spiritual energy.
After these top-quality spiritual stones were shattered, they turned into large areas of spiritual energy.
A spinning wheel-like vortex formed around Ning Yue, turning crazily, and spiritual energy poured into Ning Yue's body like a tide.
It even stirred up the spiritual energy within a hundred days, and was pulled by the vortex like a series of air dragons.
After these spiritual energy entered Ning Yue's whale, it was quickly transformed into Ning Yue's original true spiritual energy. At the same time, the Xinghai bottle was also frantically absorbing these spiritual energy.
In this battle, all the spiritual energy in the Xinghai bottle was exhausted, which shows how tragic Ning Yue's battle was.
Even a strong man cannot withstand the test of successive battles!
Xia Lengyan's beautiful face moved slightly, and her heart was shaken:
"How much spiritual energy can he hold? Why do I feel like his body is like a bottomless pit?"
Xia Lengyan had never seen a person as scary as Ning Yue.
It is only the early stage of Nascent Soul, but the spiritual energy contained in the body can catch up with the monks in the Transformation of God Realm.
Even Xia Lengyan's face was full of shock, let alone the others.
The expressions of the disciples of the Close Moon Sword Sect looked like they had seen a ghost.
"What's going on? The spiritual energy between heaven and earth has actually changed? Unless it's a powerful person who transforms into gods!"
The monks near the building were surprised.
They all looked at the building ship of Guanyue Sword Sect.
However, the Guanyue Sword Sect did not bring a powerful person who transformed into a god this time.
"No, it's Ning Yue who is recovering his spiritual energy. We just surrounded him. Now that he has recovered his spiritual energy, he will definitely kill us!"
A monk shouted in horror.
The monks who felt something was wrong fled in all directions.
Once Ning Yue recovers his spiritual energy, it will be bad.
There are also monks who wake up and regret their mistakes.
Everyone just wanted to fish in troubled waters, so they rushed into battle in a fit of enthusiasm.
This picket department is not easy to mess with!
In the blink of an eye, Ning Yue recovered his spiritual energy.
At the same time, his injuries were almost healed.
Ning Yue stood up, bowed his hands to Xia Lenyan, and said:
"Fairy Xia, I, Ning Yue, would like to thank you very much this time. I will definitely remember this kindness in my heart."
"You have already thanked me, why do you need to thank me again?"
Xia Lengyan smiled rarely, her laughter light and sweet.
"I still have important things to do. I will visit the Guanyue Sword Sect some other day to say thank you."
Ning Yue cupped his fists and saluted, then turned and left without any hesitation.
He returned to the picket ship again.
