"Don't you think your ideas are becoming more and more abstract?" He calmly touched his face and suddenly felt less anxious.
Twisting up like a snake?
Can a riding horse still be a human being?
Duan Hengdao pursed his lips: "Then Mu Chongxi can still jump up like a jerboa."
They all looked at him dumbfounded.
Fang Zhiyao quickly took out a magic weapon from the mustard bag that could be used to climb up the cliff, and patted Duan Hengdao's face coldly: "Use this to go up, give it a try."
The competition between teams is not much different from that in the secret realm. It is nothing more than the Eight Immortals crossing the sea to show off their magical powers.
Although the process was somewhat tortuous, at least both parties got the spiritual plants they wanted.
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After each of them distributed the spiritual plants evenly, they continued to rush in the direction of the spiritual veins. The closer they got to the spiritual veins, the more frequently they exchanged glances or communicated with each other. Each one would seize the larger spiritual veins first.
Ye Qiao was communicating with several teammates.
"I'm going to stop Qin Huai and the three of them. With the majority fighting the minority, you take the opportunity to surround a few members of the Bishui Sect and the Chengfeng Sect, while Senior Brother goes to divine the spiritual veins."
Zhou Xingyun is the fastest, so let him take the insurance.
"What about opening a domain?" Mingxuan still felt a little strenuous: "Let the junior sister throw them all out. The spiritual veins will be ours first."
Once the field is opened, the robbery ends.
"No." Song Hansheng was the first to deny: "It was too noisy."
Ye Qiao rarely agreed: "Besides, this is Penglai, not a place for us to dance."
If you get too excited, Penglai will have to settle the score with you. You may have to lose money in the end, which is not cost-effective.
There is only one option before you now.
The fight determines the outcome and is resolved quickly.
After they assigned the work to each other, the Chengfeng Sect and the Bishui Sect had almost completed their premeditated plan. After reaching the periphery of the spiritual veins, the surge of spiritual energy became more and more obvious.
The moment they entered the perimeter, people on both sides quickly dispersed.
Duan Hengdao threw a dart at Ye Qiao without any warning. The pure black magic weapon was filled with coolness. It would chase people. Ye Qiao also drew his sword at this moment. In an instant, the original magic weapon fell to the ground like a still object. on the ground.
Duan Hengdao continued to throw the magic weapon without hesitation. His senior brother had said that his purpose this time was to hold Ye Qiao back.
Ye Qiao didn't expect that she would be assigned a direct successor in the end, how much she looked down on her.
Duan Hengdao's magical weapon was difficult to capture, but under the pressure of his absolute realm, within a moment, he could easily get close to Duan Hengdao and catch him.
Duan Hengdao's heart suddenly pounded the moment she approached, and he decisively crushed the magic weapon to change its position. After avoiding it, his face turned pale, "What's going on with you?"
None of the magic weapons he threw lasted ten seconds in her hand.
The longest one was more than thirty seconds.
Duan Hengdao was referring to her weird speed and the way she quickly suppressed her magical weapons. He felt a little weird. In the past, Ye Qiao had to spend a lot of effort to deal with these magical weapons.
This time it was too fast.
Ye Qiao: "Me?"
"I don't mean any harm." She waved her hand, "I'm not specifically looking for a fight with you."
"But it's impossible to give up the spiritual veins."
The head can be cut off, the blood can be shed, but the spiritual stone cannot be thrown away.
This is their final stubbornness as poor people.
Ye Qiao had no time to talk to Duan Hengdao and waved to Mu Chongxi, "Leave it to you." After saying that, he quickly chased Qin Huai's direction.
Qin Huai and Zhou Xingyun both have wind spirit roots and are extremely fast.
Qin Huai knew that Duan Hengdao couldn't stop him, but he didn't expect it to happen so quickly. With the endless methods of weapon cultivators, it was no problem to stop her for a while. But it came out so quickly.
He looked at Ye Qiao coldly.
"You want to fight me?"
The two have never officially fought each other.
"No." To be precise, Ye Qiao was preparing to fight the three of them.
Ye Qiaoqian stood there without any intention of drawing his sword, and Qin Huai did not act impulsively. The two faced off for a while, and soon waited until Fang Zhiyao and Ji Yuan arrived one after another.
"Why did she come out so quickly?" Fang Zhiyao was slightly startled and subconsciously clenched the magic weapon in his hand.
Qin Huai also felt like he had seen a ghost.
Ye Qiao was in control here, and several other direct descendants also started fighting.
Mu Zhongxi fought with Duan Hengdao without showing any mercy. She slammed her knee into Duan Hengdao's abdomen and sent him flying out.
"Damn it, Mu Chongxi, you..." He swallowed back the curse words he blurted out, and his whole body flew upside down and was suppressed on the ground.
Duan Hengdao almost vomited blood, "Where's our friendship?" He thought he had a good relationship with Mu Chongxi and Ye Qiao, and Ye Qiao's demon binding rope was given by him.
Mu Zhongxi shook her fist and curled her lips: "Stop talking. Otherwise, I will continue to beat you."
Duan Hengdao had bad intentions. He was secretly rubbed by Duan Hengdao just now. The rope tightened without warning and tied his legs in place, so he didn't arrive immediately.
Mu Shabaitian finally became angry after realizing it, and kicked Duan Hengdao regardless.
The plastic brotherhood is shattered at this moment.
He was kicked to the ground and several of Heng Dao's ribs were broken. He stretched out his free hand and found a magic weapon from the mustard bag. He covered it with lightning speed to trap the person.
There is not much difference between their realms. If Mu Chongxi wants to break the magic weapon he refined, it will take some time.
As long as there are enough magic weapons, the weapon cultivator can even contain multiple people with one person.
Afraid that Mu Zhongxi, a violent maniac, could really break his magic weapon with one punch, Duan Hengdao quickly used his fingertips to strengthen several sets of magic weapons, which would inevitably make him pierce through the prison.
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Xue Yu on the other side faced off against an alchemy cultivator, one he was relatively familiar with.
Liu Yun, an alchemy cultivator who had collaborated in the secret realm before.
Both of them are alchemy cultivators, so it stands to reason that even a fight would be relatively harmonious, but he forgot one thing. The Bishui Sect cooperated with the Weapon Cultivator Sect. They were influenced by the Chengfeng Sect and had magic weapons on their bodies.
Xue Yun was careless and was tied up and captured alive by Liu Yun with the help of magic weapons without dodge.
"Liu Yun, come here, how about I tell you a secret?" Xue Yu moved his wrist, but he couldn't move at all. He smiled so innocently that the corners of his lips curved, gesturing for him to come over.
Liu Yun clenched the magic weapon in her hand suspiciously and said coldly, "I won't be fooled."
secret?
What kind words can come out of Changmingzong's mouth?
"What are you afraid of? Look at me tied up like this, what else can I do to you?" Xue Yu had an elegant and clean face, shrugged innocently, lowered her head, and said in a serious tone: "I just want to tell you Just gossip. Anyway, idle time is idle."
Liu Yun tied his hands in advance and took Xue Yu's mustard seed bag away just to be on the safe side. Xue Yun was almost tied into a rice dumpling and couldn't do much.
"Do you think I would be curious?" Liu Yun finished speaking and turned around and walked over, "What kind of gossip is this?"
The moment he approached, Xue Yu raised his head suddenly and bumped into him. He hit him with an iron head and made his head buzz.
In the past few months, the dragon clan's physical training was given by the wicked Xie Chuxue, and he, an alchemy cultivator, was forced to join the training.
Such high-pressure training can indeed improve physical skills and the body's ability to withstand beatings. An attack on the forehead may not hurt a sword cultivator, but it will undoubtedly be a severe blow to an alchemy cultivator.
While Liu Yun was holding his forehead in pain, Xue Yu saw the opportunity and kicked him down with another backflip, exclaiming, "Chengfeng Sect is rich."
Xue Yu's hatred of rich people reached its peak at this moment.
If he hadn't been caught off guard by the magic weapon, he wouldn't have ended up being tied up.
Xue Yu's tone of voice confirmed a sentence, jealousy makes people change beyond recognition.
Liu Yun: "..."
Helpless and angry.
He suddenly sat up straight, and punched the opponent with his fist, simmering with anger, and hit him on the bridge of the nose. Although he couldn't compete with Jianjian, he still had no problem beating Xue Yu. Both of them were weak chickens.
Xue Yu turned his head and kicked him down as well.
The fight between Danxiu and Danxiu.
Real physical fight.
High-end team battles don't even require any weapons. Physical damage is directly carried out. You punch and kick me.
Only during the battle can the necessity of physical training be realized.
Alchemists are known to be weak and unable to take care of themselves. This profession is nothing without weapons. It only competes with physical skills.
In order to avoid death if caught, Dan Xiu also trained countermeasures.
The scene of two notorious alchemy cultivators fighting each other, who were both physically weak, was a rare sight.
Song Hansheng turned his head and glanced at the chaotic battle situation for a few times, and twitched his mouth. To be honest, no matter what kind of serious experience it was, as long as he was mixed with the Changming Sect, the process would always be mixed with some indescribable humor.
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Zhou Xingyun, who was running at the front, was too fast and Si Miaoyan couldn't catch up.
She suddenly stopped and put the recorder to her lips, and withdrew lightly. She was a wood spirit root monk. She was at home in a place with many spiritual plants like Penglai. There were boundless greenery behind a few vines, intertwined and twisted into a rope. Block Zhou Xingyun's way.
Zhou Xingyun drew his sword and cut away the sword wind towards her. Si Miaoyan continued to retreat and interfere with the surrounding vines and green plants.
But she soon discovered something was wrong.
Where are Qin Huai and Ji Yuan?
How come there are still two less people in the group when one person is blocking the other?
"Senior sister, we seem to be...surrounded by them." Miaomiao clenched the arrows in her hands, looking at the Yueqing clan members who had tacitly surrounded them, she couldn't help but scream inwardly.
"Who are Qin Huai, Fang Zhiyao and the others?" Simiaoyan stopped and turned around to look at Song Hansheng's signal. Then he saw three relatives being held by Ye Qiao alone.
Is this how they distributed it?
Ye Qiao goes to play one against three?
Her thoughts were racing. She asked an early Yuanying to go one against three. Was it Ye Qiao's overconfidence or Song Hansheng's suggestion?
No matter who brought this up, their allocation really caught two sects and one off guard.
Due to the lack of numbers, the result was that they were completely defeated.
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"Is this the legendary inheritance of the five sects?" The girl in the green skirt bit her words. When she witnessed this scene, her voice became distorted due to shock.
She was one of the two direct descendants of Penglai. After receiving the news of the entry of these direct descendants, she squatted at the entrance.
Hiding in the dark, I witnessed the various methods of harvesting spiritual plants encountered by these people.
And the famous scene of two alchemists fighting each other.
Chu Ling had never seen such a chaotic fighting style in his life.
In her concept, the center of the world of cultivation is divided into five sects and eight major families. They can't, or at least shouldn't, engage in team battles like this?
The Five Sects are the only orthodox sects in the world of cultivation. Different from the esoteric sects like them, no matter what happens, the monks will undoubtedly think of the Five Sects first. Although the esoteric immortal sects are not weak, they are far inferior to the Five Sects. The bulk is representative.
This group of people were as fierce as tigers in their actions, which made her mouth twitch.
Can anyone in the Five Sects now be the direct successor? Or is it that in just a few hundred years, the standards for recruiting disciples have dropped to this level?
She was slightly speechless.
The next scene made Chu Ling slightly energetic.
Ye Qiao was spending time with the threesome from Cheng Feng Sect. She put her hand on the sword at her waist and estimated how much time would be wasted if she took action.
Qin Huai also scorned Ye Qiao's interception method.
The only thing that frightened Ye Qiao was probably the three moves he took from the sect master.
He didn't know the strength of the leader of Wenjian Sect, maybe he was refining the void or it was a combination.
Ye Qiao didn't know what unknown method he used to succeed.
The two sword cultivators drew their swords. Fang Zhiyao pursed his lips, put his hand on the mustard bag, and whispered, "Are you sure you want to be enemies with the three of us?"
Ye Qiao had no intention of commanding as the team leader throughout the whole process, so the only one who could make the decision was Xue Yu or Song Hansheng.
These two passionate monks actually asked Ye Qiao to come over and stop them. Where did they get the confidence?
"Otherwise, what do you think I'm flirting with you here?" Ye Qiao raised his eyebrows, "It's already this time. Everyone should hurry up and leave early."
She glanced at the sky. Whether it was in the secret realm or the unfamiliar Penglai, it was not a good sign at night.
Qin Huai frowned slightly but did not move.
I felt that her reaction was too relaxed.
Seeing that they had no reaction, Ye Qiao made it clear. He took out the Feixian Sword in his hand and motioned for them to hurry up, "I mean, you three, come together."
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