"Wow." Mu Zhongxi made an inexperienced voice, "That's awesome. When did you leave the memory talisman behind?"
The effect is worse than the photo stone, and you can see the picture for three or four seconds.
"Little habits of talisman cultivators." Talisman cultivators need to observe everywhere, and it is best to leave their marks and traces in every place like a puppy peeing, so that it is easier to operate with the talisman in hand.
During the past few days as a guest in the Dragon Palace, he spared no effort and quietly sprinkled his talismans all around.
Xue Yu also complained that he is like a pervert. Now he has discovered the benefits of being a pervert!
The three of them exchanged few words of insults, but the scene coming from the talisman made the three people present in silence.
A woman, with her face half-covered, broke into the Dragon Palace and twisted the neck of a water tribe with an expressionless face.
With blood and water tribe corpses all over the floor, the entire palace was reduced to a living hell, and the smell of blood lingered everywhere.
Damn it, what kind of luck is that? As soon as I came out, I came across the scene of murder and body dumping.
Mingxuan quickly grabbed two concealment charms and put them on his body, holding his breath and sticking them to the wall outside the Dragon Palace without moving. He carefully controlled his breath for fear of being noticed.
The woman in the picture didn't notice that she was being watched. She tilted her head slightly and smiled. Her cold eyes fell on the water tribe who rushed to help, "You are here in such a hurry to die?"
It was like a knife slicing through it inch by inch, causing everyone to tremble uncontrollably.
She waved, just one blow.
The Shui Tribe who came over didn't even have time to say a word before they all fell to the ground.
This kind of strength has to go up to the Nascent Soul stage no matter what.
With the woman's blow, the scene disappeared instantly, and the three of them looked at each other in a daze, unable to recover.
Mu Zhongxi pursed her lips and said cautiously, "I have only seen junior sister's curse seal with such power."
With one blow, all living beings are equal.
"At least at the stage of becoming a god." Mingxuan speculated, "This kind of strength must be at the elder level in the demon clan. Do they want to kill the water clan by bringing so many people here?"
"The Dragon Tribe is not weak, but its number is very small. Some of the other Water Tribe monsters follow different lords, so they do not attack the outside world unanimously. This is the reason why they are so confident."
Or maybe those water tribes have long been dissatisfied with the dragon tribe. Except for the water tribe who chose to follow the dragon tribe, other water tribes would not come to help at all.
The three of them hid carefully and watched silently. After leaving a few people alive, the woman made a gesture of tapping the other person's head. Finally, screams were heard in the palace. After the sound gradually calmed down, the man turned out to be a fool.
Mingxuan changed several projection talismans before he could see the complete process. He opened his mouth and found it difficult to accept, "That's..." Sou Shen?
Mu Zhongxi clenched the cold sword tightly, tilted his head, and asked in a low voice: "What are they doing?" He noticed that the expressions of those people were extremely painful, and they turned into idiots in front of everyone.
He was not a member of a cultivating family, so he knew little about it. Xue Yu put a finger on his chin and thought, "They have been searched for gods."
The use of Sou Shen is prohibited in the world of cultivation.
If something goes wrong, she will become a fool. Even Yun Que never thought of searching for her.
After searching the consciousness of these water tribes, the voice of a woman communicating with someone unknown came from the shadow talisman.
"did you find it?"
"No."
The woman immediately sneered, "I should tie up a dragon."
"Only the dragon tribe knows this kind of secret. What do those rotten fish and shrimps from the aquarium tribe know?" The woman had a nonchalant attitude and sneered at the speed of her companion next to her. "Hurry up and don't talk nonsense with these rubbish."
"How crazy." Hearing this, Mingxuan couldn't help but whisper.
Dare to cause a large-scale massacre in the Dragon Palace, why don't the dragons here just swipe away these monsters?
"Let's go." Xue Yu had a bad feeling. Searching for gods and killing people at the same time was too dangerous.
The three of them hurriedly left this place of right and wrong. The outside was also directly occupied by the water beasts of the demon clan. A group of water beasts that were common in the secret realm appeared in the South China Sea. Mu Chongxi was quite friendly when he saw it, and wanted to kill them with a sword. Beast says hello.
After Mingxuan posted a few concealment charms and confirmed that the surroundings were safe, the three of them prepared to run away decisively.
I ran out from near the Dragon Palace and saw two monsters chasing a four or five-year-old child on the road. The child was not very old and didn't even have horns. He had only a few small horns. He was so stumbling around that he didn't even know how to transform into a prototype. .
"At this speed, that kid..."
"Death is certain." Xue Yuan calculated the speed and situation. As soon as he finished speaking, the two companions next to him rushed forward. Mu Zhongxi threw it upwards, and kicked the Morning and Night Sword full of spiritual power under his feet. The spiritual sword wrapped around the cold sword. The strong wind flew over, and the sword sharply stabbed the two monsters through each other.
Mingxuan quickly caught this little boy with quick eyes and hands. After all, he was a cub of the dragon clan. How could he explain to the little prince if he was really dead?
The fluctuations of the spiritual energy of the three people were extremely obvious. Mingxuan posted a teleportation talisman to send the child away, and then calmly looked at the woman who appeared in front of him.
The woman did notice the little dragon cub, but what could she know at the age of four or five? Just leave.
What interested her more was the three people in front of her.
"I caught you three, peeping mice." The woman curled her lips coldly, flashed a few spiritual energy balls in her hand and exploded them. Three spiritual energy balls blocked their position.
In an instant, a deep pit was blasted beneath his feet.
When Mingxuan blocked it, the three defensive talismans in his arms also turned into ashes.
So cruel.
The woman talked casually to another person in the jade slip, sizing up the three of them, "I didn't expect that the three mice I caught turned out to be direct descendants of the Changming Sect."
None of the three were wearing religious uniforms, but were they recognized at a glance?
He looked at the other person warily.
Recognizing them at a glance, and not relying on their clan uniforms, shows that this group of people know enough about them that this situation is the worst.
"I haven't come to find you yet, so I'll take the initiative to deliver it to you." She said in a brisk tone, "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious." The woman laughed, "It will be your turn soon."
Mu Zhongxi punched away the extremely aggressive spiritual energy in front of him, and raised his voice, which was particularly clear, "Who are you?"
He was actually able to receive the spirit balloon head-on. The woman glanced at Mu Chongxi twice. It seemed that he was a descendant of the Dragon Clan.
When she caught a glimpse of the sword hanging on the young man's waist, her eyes lit up, "Can't your sword spirit come out?"
The fire sword spirit in the South China Sea was completely sealed. The woman narrowed her eyes and suddenly changed the topic, "Speaking of which, this spiritual sword of yours could be the treasure of your Changming Sect, right?"
Mu Chongxi was slightly stunned, feeling that this woman was inexplicable, "This is the apprenticeship gift given to me by the master." How could it be some kind of treasure that can protect the sect.
Although none of the three of them knew what the Changming Sect’s sect-suppressing treasure was, the Changming Sect’s teachings were very complex. He has learned to draw talismans, make alchemy, and learn swordsmanship. He is more sophisticated than the other four sects. He is good at everything. There is no way that the spiritual sword will become the treasure of their sect.
At least for the Changming Sect, the Spirit Sword is not representative.
"Then think about it, why is it that you are the only one who has a sword when no one else does?"
really. None of the other four people had it. Even Ye Qiao's spiritual sword was obtained from the Wenjian Sect.
Seeing Mu Zhongxi's silence, the woman became more confident and stared at the Morning and Night Sword in the young man's hand without blinking.
A man's voice came from the jade slip, and the other party asked seriously, "Is it the key?"
"Not sure." She shook her head.
Some of the spiritual weapons are man-made, and some are natural spiritual weapons. Only natural spiritual weapons are what they need to find.
It's just that there are so many spiritual weapons in the world of cultivation now, who knows which one they are.
They currently know that only the five treasures of the five sects are innate spiritual weapons. Also, the dragon beads in the Dragon Palace are passed down from generation to generation by the dragon clan.
The woman couldn't help but feel irritable, "I searched in so many places, but it's not the right one. The news from Dragon Palace this time should be the most accurate."
If the Dragon Ball is not an innate spiritual weapon, what else is it?
This is quite a lot of information.
The three of them looked at each other. Since they couldn't run away now, they just chatted for a while. Mingxuan asked in a low voice: "What kind of bird language are they talking about?"
Innate or not, what kind of spiritual weapons are in such a mess, his head will explode when he hears them.
Mu Chongxi was also retorted by the woman's series of cold words and began to doubt his life. Soon he realized something was wrong.
The Changming Sect’s sect-suppressing treasure is definitely not the Day and Night Sword.
Even the little master uncle, a rare and rare thing in the world, said that the Changming Sect's sect-suppressing treasure was weird, so it was definitely not the Morning and Night Sword. But now he can only remain silent, otherwise looking at the stunned looks of this group of people, the next target of the massacre may be the Changming Sect.
After analysis, the woman was sure that Mu Chongxi's sword was the treasure of the Chang Ming Sect. She immediately approached like a ghost, her pressure in the transformation stage was strong, and she was ready to snatch the Morning and Night Sword from Mu Chongxi's waist.
Originally, these three people should just freeze in place.
Mingxuan's fingertips quickly dissipated her pressure, and Xue Yu's mountain and river map unfolded very quickly. The moment he trapped the woman, he opened his territory again.
The three of them took refuge within the territory.
Mu Zhongxi touched his chin: "The purpose of the field is Doha."
Xue Yu was not as optimistic as he was, "You can only hold up one stick of incense. After one stick of incense, the field will disperse. If she waits for you, just wait for the loss of your life sword."
Mu Chongxi: "..."
"What? We have violated the rules of heaven." Mingxuan gritted his teeth, "The monks in the transformation stage will deal with us."
You must know that the elders of their sect are only in the late stage of divine transformation or around the peak.
Sect leaders are generally in the period of transcending tribulation.
There is a gap in strength between these people and the elders, but they are more than enough to handle them. If it weren't for the equipment and opportunities, they would just be able to catch them without help, and now it would only be an extra stick of incense.
…
Similar to their situation, there were members of Zhou Xiu's team. He was so beeping that he was held down just after coming out of Long Gorge and he didn't feel lucky for a few seconds.
The one who did it was a man.
Very strong demonic energy.
The pressure of the other party's god-transformation stage was released, and Zhou Xiu's legs instantly became weak. He collapsed on the ground and wanted to cry. What kind of luck did he have? He finally met Ye Qiao and thought there was a twist, but it was better not to have a twist at all.
"Human monk."
He didn't dare to speak and kept nodding.
He knew that the demons were moody. As he said, he was not Ye Qiao. He really didn't dare to talk to the demons in a provocative tone.
"Where did you come from?"
He killed a few monks casually, but his anger could not be calmed down no matter what. All spiritual weapons were possible. His companions went to the Dragon Palace, and he was responsible for coming to Longxia. No one knew what the dragon's water-based spiritual weapons looked like. The spiritual weapon of Bupinglong Gorge is the Dragon Ball.
The man's breath was filled with the smell of blood, and he twisted his neck with a ferocious expression. A girl behind him trembled and exclaimed.
When he happened to bump into a man who was in a very bad mood, he sneered and broke the man's neck on the spot.
Zhou Xiu's heart felt like it was being clenched, and he didn't dare to breathe hard. He stared at the ground, not daring to look at the miserable condition of his companions, and replied, "Longxia."
The man thought thoughtfully, "I heard that there are water-based spiritual weapons in that place?"
Hearing his cold questioning tone, Zhou Xiu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Yes."
The demons have always been moody, and now they are not killed but are still useful. It is impossible to save themselves in the hands of the gods. He can't do it, but he thinks of other ways.
Longxia is no longer Jiaolong's territory. It is impossible to save himself by himself, so he chooses to rely on Ye Qiao.
Zhou Xiu's voice trembled slightly, and he lowered his head to control his expression. His attitude was particularly pious: "We just came out of Long Gorge. Why don't you let me take you to the inside of Long Gorge?"
"Let's go." The man didn't expect him to be so polite, and nodded with a cold face.
Seeing the demon walking forward with his head held high and his chest held high, Zhou Xiu breathed a sigh of relief and silently lit a candle for him.
Way to go.
