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After coming out of the trial, Ye Qinghan brought a long sword. After observing it for a moment, he chose to use the sword that was most convenient for him.
Duanshui lent it to his junior sister, but he only had Ye Qiao's Jinghong Sword in his hand.
The natural sword bone has unique control over the spiritual swords. Ye Qinghan can wield it effortlessly in his hand. He stayed in this trial for seven days.
He is one of the few monks in the world of cultivation who can clear levels quickly.
The moment when his realm stabilized and he transformed into a god, a heavenly blessing fell. He fluttered his eyelashes slightly. Looking at his fellow disciples who were constantly fighting for him below him, Ye Qinghan took a deep breath, held the sword, and the tip of the Jinghong Sword condensed countless waves. The shadow of the sword swung downwards, and the sword art of the transformation stage condensed on the tip of the sword.
One move brings ten thousand swords back to the clan.
The profound swords and even the spiritual swords of everyone in the audience trembled slightly.
Wan Jian surrendered.
Ye Qinghan read softly:
"Wan Jian, return to the clan."
Asking the Sword Sect, the quasi-transformation divine sword technique.
This is a sword move that only a true god can do.
All those who failed to reach the level of cultivation would fail. Ye Qinghan had used it once before. He could only sustain it with the help of his junior brothers and sisters. The last move of the sword technique was achieved by Ye Qiao.
But this time, it was easy to succeed in just one attempt.
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The sect leaders and elders of the five sects were invited to the Demon Clan for a meeting. Xie Chuxue walked around here arrogantly, saying that the meeting was akin to house arrest. During this period, no one came to meet them for several days.
Xie Chuxue knocked on all the nearby buildings for a while and pasted several talismans to facilitate monitoring of the demons.
The leader of the Bishui Sect said softly, "The demon tribe seems to want to talk to us. They have been curious about our sect's treasures for a long time."
"They just don't know anything about it, and they will only be willing to talk to us if they can wait until then."
But it is not that easy to attack a sect. Not to mention the sect leaders and elders who are in charge, the sect-protecting formation of each sect is enough to keep them busy for a long time.
In comparison, negotiation is the best option.
"No, no, no." Xie Chuxue pinched a spiritual butterfly away with her fingertips. At the moment when the butterfly fluttered away, a specific scene inside the sect was shown, "I don't think they will be able to do anything during the time we leave." Be at peace."
The picture clearly shows that the entire Changming Sect is in chaos.
The elders tried their best to gather the disciples together and wanted to take them to evacuate and take refuge first. After all, if the demons and monsters wanted to attack, the five sects would be the first to be captured.
There were many demonic cultivators who mixed in and attacked the disciples in the sect, causing panic and chaos, causing chaos within the sect.
At this time, the demons who fish in troubled waters are more able to make trouble.
It is worth noting that there is also a scene in the picture where a snow-white little white dragon is swarmed by the demons who had ambushed it in advance and captured it.
They moved quietly enough that no one noticed.
"what is that?"
"That's the crown prince of the Dragon Clan. It seems like they plan to temporarily control him." Qin Fanfan rubbed his brows and whispered: "At least he is from the Dragon Clan, and he has this level of identity. I don't think the demons dare to attack him. How about it."
But it's hard to say that the demons don't have any respect for this clan of ancient mythical beasts.
Leng Buding was besieged by a group of people claiming to be demon cultivators, and was later imprisoned in a dungeon. The little prince was a little confused, and he immediately became angry. In a rage, he began to resist and was eventually caught.
Depend on! The little prince's face was pressed to the ground, and he beat the ground angrily!
I should have known better not to resist.
"What do we have to talk about with the demons?" The leader of Wenjian Sect said with a slight disdain and a cold voice, "If they don't come forward, I don't believe they can sit still if they smash this place."
Inviting them here is nothing more than a situation of mutual checks and balances, and who can break this situation first depends on who is more powerful among the monks and demons outside.
"Counting on those casual cultivators. It's better to be more realistic and hope that the idiots of the Eight Families will wake up soon." He mocked with disdain for the Eight Families, "As long as they are united at all, they will not be restrained by the demons one by one."
They knew very well that if the negotiations failed, a war would inevitably occur.
After waiting for a full seven days, everyone finally arrived on the eighth day before the leader of the Wenjian Sect went berserk. Demon Lord belatedly and hypocritically arrived. Countless demons prostrated on the ground to greet their Lord. Xie Chuxue watched coldly. , they waited for a full eight days. During these eight days, there was no doubt whether they would try to break through the five sects' protective formations.
"Long wait." He said.
"It's been a while." The leader of Wenjian Sect choked back coldly, and the atmosphere became tense.
Faced with the provocative words of the Wenjian Sect, Demon Lord took his time and touched the weapon in his hand. In the end, he did not act rashly. He was full of malice and said, "I wonder if Ye Qinghan of your sect is okay?"
"The demons dispatched almost half of their troops to search for his whereabouts. Can your elders rescue him?"
The sect was in chaos, and the elders left behind by the sect were completely helpless.
Facing his sharp words, Xie Chuxue smiled calmly and said, "That's good. But are you so sure that no one in our sect can use it?"
"Who? Ye Qiao?"
Xie Chuxue smiled slightly: "Chu Xingzhi from Wenjian Sect is also pretty good, what do you think?"
They burst into laughter.
"Are you talking about the disciple who is in the middle or late stage of Nascent Soul?"
Qin Fanfan narrowed his eyes. These people knew the realm of their sect disciples very well.
"Compared to him, we are still more optimistic about Ye Qiao, who is famous in your cultivation world." He smiled with malice, "I wonder how she is doing?"
They set up a special situation for this Ye Qiao. The so-called invitation to the urn was her.
Yun Que is only useful for this.
Xie Chuxue did not accept this trick and smiled: "Guess~"
He did miscalculate a little.
When I secretly let Yun Que go, I wanted to test Ye Qiao's level again, and I tried to see if I could catch the person who gave Yun Que advice in one go, but in the end, Ye Qiao was included.
Judging from how confident they were, it seemed that they had indeed put in a lot of effort to deal with Ye Qiao.
"Not only that, we also sent people to intercept them in advance."
The Demon Lord said something as he thought of something, and his face darkened slightly, "But there is no news about that good-for-nothing Zuo Protector until now."
Xie Chuxue thought thoughtfully, so at least Ye Qiao's safety no longer needs to be worried. In the stage of becoming a god, Ye Qiao can handle it alone even without relying on the spiritual weapon in his hand.
Protector Zuo is afraid that the grass on the grave is now three meters high.
Qin Fanfan was quite critical of him letting Yun Que go, so he said quietly, "Since Penglai's deduction skills can be used to find people, why not let Penglai figure out who instigated Yun Que?"
Xie Chuxue replied to him: "Penglai's divination requires causality. We don't even know who the person is yet, so we can only let Yun Que lead him out. After the identity is confirmed, we can find Penglai to further calculate the opponent's location."
But that person's hiding was really quite deep.
Xie Chuxue suspected almost everyone in the five sects, but still found nothing.
If Yun Que is not let go, everything will remain in place without any progress.
Xie Chuxue pretended to be surprised: "I didn't expect our little Qiao to be so familiar to you." He said in a long tone, "That's really an honor."
Faced with his deliberate stupidity, they sneered, "Don't talk to us such useless nonsense. You should be glad that we didn't kill her."
Seeing that Xie Chuxue remained silent, the demon clan elders who followed him thought they were afraid, and threatened them with a sinister expression, "Shut down the sect-protecting formation, and don't force us to attack your sect."
"Hand over your sect's spiritual weapons, and we can not interfere with each other." The demon elder took a step forward: "You don't want to see your sect being slaughtered."
There was total silence.
Just as a group of people were getting ready to practice Tai Chi, suddenly the spiritual swords around the waists of several sword masters trembled slightly.
The unexpected abnormality coming from the Spirit Sword caused the Sect Leader of Wenjian Sect and Qin Fanfan to look at each other.
Both of them were sword cultivators, and the spiritual swords at their waists actually moved at the same time.
Qin Fanfan glanced at the sword at his waist. His unsatisfactory performance made him frown slightly: "What's going on?"
The Spirit Sword suddenly reacted like this?
"Ten thousand swords return to the sect." After a long time, the leader of the Wenjian Sect felt the sword energy surging around him and smiled softly: "The sword technique of the Quasi-Transformation God."
Only transforming into a god is almost useless.
There is also a difference between becoming a god and becoming a god.
This sword technique is a good way to test whether one's realm is up to par.
The moment when the natural sword bone drew the sword, both the mysterious sword and the spiritual sword competed to surrender.
"Wan Jian returns to the clan?"
The leader of the Wenjian Sect replied firmly: "That is the sword technique thrown by our Ye Qinghan."
There is only one quasi-transformation god among the five sects, and the only one who can wield thousands of swords and return to the sect is Ye Qinghan.
"As expected of a natural sword bone." Xie Chuxue raised the corners of her lips slightly, and was a little surprised. Their Xiaoqiao still needs to get used to it. The realm of becoming a god is not so easy to master. As a result, Ye Qinghan, a cheating dog, got used to it as soon as he got started. meeting.
In this situation, Xie Chuxue actually felt a subtle feeling that her own children could not compare with her dissatisfaction and anger towards her family.
"It seems that you are quite happy?" Demon Lord sneered, and calmly and calmly began to ask and answer questions to himself: "Do you think he, a newly transformed god, can handle my people? It's clear he's not qualified."
Of course, he knew that there were very few monks with high realms, and they all pinned their hopes on a group of disciples who were only twenty years old at most. Such an age was equivalent to children in the world of cultivation.
When a group of young children were put in danger, he didn't know whether to laugh at their naivety or to feel gloating that no one was on the right path.
