Qiukong couldn't help but sigh, he was about to reach his destination, and he was about to return to Zhao intact.
My mission is almost completed, and the trial period of the artifact is coming. It's really like a dream.
It is unbelievable that I, the demon thief Qiukong, can possess two artifacts.
Why do I feel a little reluctant to give up? Probably because these are two artifacts.
He gave Zhan Xian a vague look, and then didn't think much about it.
"Xiao Qiuzi, what's wrong with your eyes? It's so disgusting." Zhan Xian's voice came from the Immortal Zhan Sword.
"Aren't I planning to ask Brother Xiao how many spiritual stones to collect? I can't support you for so long in vain." Qiukong laughed.
"Hmph, just go back and ask Xiao Yifeng to give you more spiritual stones! He is very rich." Zhan Xian said nonchalantly.
Qiukong's eyes were a little dim, and he forced a smile and said: "Yes, Brother Xiao's status is much higher than mine. Only he can afford to support you."
"You're pretty good, you're already rich in the Fusion Realm. Hehe." Zhan Xian said with a smile.
"Thank you for the compliment." Qiukong said with a soft smile, but there was still some relief in his eyes.
Well, I haven’t been waiting in vain for several years.
When Qiukong was about to say something, a huge white spaceship slowly approached in the distance.
There was a burly man standing on the bow of the boat. He had a pair of bear ears and was obviously a member of the bear tribe.
Just looking at his whole body, one could tell that he contained terrifying power, but he was wearing a yellow monk's robe, which made him look nondescript.
He glanced at Qiukong and the two divine swords beside him, let out a light sigh, and then his eyes lit up.
"Half-demon boy? There is so much evil in you! Come here."
"Venerable Xiong! Weren't you arrested by Wuxiang Temple?" Qiukong said in horror.
He took a breath, finished! Subconsciously I wanted to run.
After all, he was carrying two artifacts and was seen by a Mahayana. He was finished!
I told myself not to be so arrogant, now it's over!
Mo Xue flew out and looked solemnly at Zhanxian's sudden change.
She couldn't help but regret, why she and Zhan Xian were so entrusted!
He who walks a hundred steps is half-ninety, and he will meet Xiao Yifeng in a few days.
Zhan Xian chuckled lightly and said, "You were right. It didn't go so smoothly."
"What?" Qiukong responded stupidly.
Zhanxian didn't answer, streaks of black mist flew out from Zhanxian, and then a figure in the black mist appeared in front of them.
The figure grasped the Immortal Killing Sword and said with a smile: "Two of you, long time no see!"
Qiukong was stunned, and so was Mo Xue. Is this Xiao Yifeng's voice?
Qiukong was a little dumbfounded. How could Xiao Yifeng fly out of the sword? He was always carrying Xiao Yifeng with him?
Mo Xue knew that this was Xiao Yifeng's sword spirit clone, the special ability to kill immortals.
But how did she do it this far?
And didn't she lose contact with Xiao Yifeng?
Zhan Xian never told Mo Xue about the restoration of contact with Xiao Yifeng, so Mo Xue was a little confused.
After Xiao Yifeng's soul hidden in the Immortal Killer condensed into a clone of the sword spirit, it turned out to be the Seven Kills Demon Lord wearing a mask and blue eyes.
The black mist obscured the surrounding sight, hiding Qiukong and Mo Xue behind them.
He held the Immortal Killer in hand and looked at Venerable Xiong who didn't know why he appeared here.
With his appearance, the sky and the earth surged, as if the heaven and earth were in wrath, but it was Tiandao who noticed Xiao Yifeng.
"Where is the evil spirit!" Venerable Xiong shouted loudly.
"Venerable Xiong of the Bear Clan? Weren't you transformed by the Wuxiang Temple?" Xiao Yifeng asked curiously.
"Who are you? Why do you know me?" Venerable Xiong asked cautiously.
He couldn't tell Xiao Yifeng's depth, but there was a strange aura coming from Xiao Yifeng.
"I'll kill you seven times!" Xiao Yifeng said with a smile.
Venerable Xiong's pupils suddenly shrank and he took a breath.
The Seven Kills Demon Lord was the ruthless man who destroyed Chi Xiao!
Then he looked at the Immortal Killing Sword, and yes, it was the divine weapon, the Immortal Killing Demon Sword!
He couldn't help but be a little afraid of the weapons used by the Seven Kills Demon Lord in the battle against Chi Xiao.
Before Xiao Yifeng appeared, he didn't notice any aura at all. What kind of strength is this.
This strange phenomenon of heaven and earth at this moment undoubtedly added a mysterious atmosphere to Xiao Yifeng, making him appear mysterious and unpredictable.
If the messenger of heaven knew that he had boosted Xiao Yifeng's momentum in disguise, he would be furious to death.
"I didn't expect it to be the Seven Kills Demon Lord in front of me. I wonder why the Demon Lord appeared in our demon clan?" Venerable Xiong said.
"It has nothing to do with you, what about you? Didn't you say that you were transformed by Wuxiang Temple? Why did you appear in the Monster Clan?" Xiao Yifeng asked in return.
A trace of embarrassment flashed across Venerable Xiong's face, but remembering the illustrious reputation of Qisha, he could only endure it in humiliation.
I heard that Jin Yuan was beaten like a dog by Qisha, and he was a ruthless man who could fight against Hui Pu Bald Donkey of Wuxiang Temple.
His current cultivation level is limited, and he can only use Dongxu's peak cultivation level at most, so he is probably no match for him.
He said patiently: "I am now the protector of Wuxiang Temple. This time I am returning to the clan to take away some clansmen who are willing to follow me."
Xiao Yifeng looked mockingly at the few people in the spaceship behind him, knowing that not many people were willing to follow him.
Recalling that the Shu Yi clan was driven to the Northern Cold Region because of Venerable Xiong's arrest, the bear clan's decline was visible to the naked eye.
He sneered and said: "What a protector, isn't he just a watchdog? Venerable Xiong can be considered a hero, but I didn't expect that he has now become a watchdog."
Qiukong's scalp went numb when he heard this. Brother Xiao, you can just pretend to be fake. If you talk like this, you may not reveal your secret.
Venerable Xiong showed a hint of embarrassment on his face, but he still endured it.
The Bear Clan was also a prestigious clan at the beginning. He and his eldest brother were two powerful clans that even the Demon Emperor was afraid of.
Who knows that the eldest brother, who is the Bear King, was plotted by a thief and was left paralyzed in bed, with no strength at all.
His own strength was only at the early stage of the Mahayana, and he was unable to intimidate other ethnic groups. The status of the Bear Clan plummeted.
He originally took the risk to go to Wuxiang Temple because of the elixir given by the Star Temple. He wanted to give his elder brother a chance of recovery.
Even if the elixir from the Star Temple is not good, he can take the opportunity to go to Wuxiang Temple to plunder the magical twelfth-grade golden lotus.
Who knew that he would be caught by mistake, and the Sanskrit Seal was implanted in his body by Wuxiang Temple, and his life and death would be controlled by others.
After he surrendered, he prayed for many years. Seeing his sincerity, the holy monk Huixin of Wuxiang Temple interceded for him.
Only then did Wuxiang Temple allow him to return to the clan and take some of his clan members with him.
However, to be on the safe side, Wuxiang Temple added another layer of seal inside his body.
Although he is a Mahayana man now, the strength he can exert is only at the peak of Dongxu. He can only see whether he can fight or not.
But the eldest brother he wanted to take away the most was unwilling to go with him, and every member of the clan even looked down at him.
He recalled the first few years at Wuxiang Temple, where cultivation was restricted and even ordinary pilgrims could throw stones at themselves.
He was indeed just a watchdog, and he was right.
