Fairy Qinglian first saw the confrontation between the Purple Air Sect and the Blood Soul Sect, and when she saw clearly that the leader of the Purple Air Sect was Wujizi, she raised her eyebrows.
Wujizi had already put down his posture the moment Fairy Qinglian arrived. Seeing Fairy Qinglian looking at him, he immediately bowed and saluted, and said with a smile, "I have met the senior fairy."
Fairy Qinglian nodded and asked casually without hesitation, "Well, why are you here with your level of cultivation?"
"This... haha, we are here to save the disciples of the sect." Wujizi was stunned when he heard this, and said with an embarrassed smile on his face.
"I see, this is not a place for cultivators like you. Take the sect disciples back quickly." Fairy Qinglian explained, then ignored Wujizi, and spread her consciousness to sweep towards the battlefield. .
The acquaintance between Wujizi and Fairy Qinglian dates back to ten thousand years ago. Ten thousand years ago, Fairy Qinglian was still in the Nascent Soul stage. She had some friendship with Wujizi’s master, Master Yongquan, who was also in the Nascent Soul stage. Because of this, Wujizi and Fairy Qinglian had met several times, but Master Yongquan had no hope of breaking through the refining of gods. His life source was exhausted and he died in hatred. However, Fairy Qinglian did not know what opportunity she had, and she broke through the refining of gods. , suddenly became a god-like existence known to everyone in Shendong.
When Li Hun first saw that the legendary Qinglian Fairy and Wujizi were acquainted, he was stunned for a moment. He wondered in his mind whether Qinglian Fairy would take action against them because of Wujizi. If Qinglian Fairy took action, let alone them. I am afraid that none of the disciples of the Blood Soul Sect can escape, but seeing that Fairy Qinglian just let Wujizi leave here casually, Li Hun immediately breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself, "It seems that Fairy Qinglian and Wujizi are just acquaintances. , but there is no deep friendship.”
Thinking of this, Li Hun certainly didn't want to tangle with Wujizi here anymore. He immediately stopped his posture, glared at Wujizi, apologized to the surrounding Nascent Soul monks, and left with a group of disciples.
Wujizi did not stop him. In fact, he had wanted to leave this place of right and wrong for a long time. Now that Fairy Qinglian has given him the steps, presumably no one will dare to say anything now that he wants to take Ji Liao away.
A group of Nascent Soul stage monks who were betting on the side saw that the Blood Soul Sect had left, and here came the God Refining stage monks. Knowing that they had nothing to do here, they immediately felt that it was boring, and they all set up their escape lights and left here.
Seeing that the people here began to leave gradually, Wujizi turned around and ordered Zhang Ruoxian, "Take the injured disciple away, and we will return to the sect."
Zhang Ruoxian nodded in response and immediately flew down to Ji Liao's side.
"I have checked this fairy battlefield, and nothing was left. It seems that my trip was in vain." Master Wuyun said with a smile.
Fairy Qinglian's eyes moved slightly and the corners of her mouth raised slightly, "Do you want to deceive me, fellow Taoist?"
Master Wuyun frowned, "What does the fairy mean by this?"
"Fellow Taoist, you and I are both at the level of god-refining. It's okay for those juniors in the Nascent Soul stage not to understand. Do you think you can deceive me?" Fairy Qinglian glanced at Master Wuyun with interest and said.
"Uh... Hahaha, the fairy's eyes are like a torch, so I'm showing off my humiliation." Master Wu Yun smiled awkwardly, said apologetically, and then said, "Although there are no treasures left here, some spiritual power is left behind. Powerful blood, although this blood has dried up, but if you take it back and refine it carefully, you can extract the remaining spiritual power from it, which may be of some help to us."
Fairy Qinglian smiled faintly and nodded noncommittally.
Master Wuyun thought for a while, then pointed at a deep crack in front of him, "Since the fairy also wants the blood, then we will use this crack as the center, and each of us will take half, what do you think?"
Fairy Qinglian's eyes flickered, she nodded after thinking for a moment, and immediately flew towards the side of the crack.
Master Wu Yun curled his lips in disdain, no longer hesitated, and flew to the other side.
There were still some Nascent Soul Stage monks who had not left. Seeing that the two God Refining Stage monks regarded the blood left on the battlefield as a treasure, they couldn’t help but feel annoyed. They had arrived earlier than these two God Refining Stage monks. Too much, they did nothing when they got here and gave this treasure to others, which made them regretful.
Master Wu Yun turned into a streak of black light, landed on the ground, and threw away the crutch in his hand.
The crutch hovered in the air, and then shot out a beam of light that enveloped the ground below.
After a moment, the scorched earth trembled slightly, and the dried blood on the ground surged up, broke away from the ground, and flew towards the crutch in the air along with the brilliance.
Fairy Qinglian sat on the lotus platform, closed her beautiful eyes slightly, and circulated the spiritual power in her body. When she sat down on the lotus platform, it rotated up, and a large amount of colorful clouds emitted from the bottom, spreading to the ground.
"Hmph." At this moment, a cold snort that only Ji Liao could hear came from Ji Liao's mind. It was the sound made by the giant tiger sealed in the Qiankun Pen.
Although the giant tiger was sealed, because it was too powerful, only his magic power and physical body could be sealed, but his spiritual consciousness could not be completely sealed.
The giant tiger has been paying attention to the movements of the outside world. Those monks in the god refining stage are even worse than ants in its eyes. Seeing it collecting its own blood, it said disdainfully, "It's just a group of ants. I farted. You guys smell it?" A few bites can break through several realms.”
Master Wuyun and Fairy Qinglian collected it very quickly, and it didn't take long for them to collect all the blood left by the giant tiger on the battlefield.
"Hehehe, now that we have collected everything here, let me leave first." Master Wuyun chuckled, but the next moment his face suddenly changed, and his body turned into a black light and flew towards the dark road like lightning. Crack.
Fairy Qinglian also frowned and started almost at the same time as Master Wuyun. In the blink of an eye, the two flew over the rift.
But in the crack between the two of them, there was a gray storage bag embedded in a stone wall. The vibration of the ground caused by the blood they collected just now caused the stone wall of the cliff to loosen and fall off. This storage bag is exposed.
Both of them saw that this was a low-level storage bag. Although they were surprised, they did not dare to let go of this thing left on the battlefield after the battle between the great supernatural powers. What if there was something shocking inside? Instead of surrendering to each other, the two sides directly faced each other without any hesitation.
"Fellow Taoists come first, then come first." Master Wuyun sneered sinisterly, looking at Fairy Qinglian who was standing opposite him.
"This storage bag is inlaid on the stone wall on my side. Fellow Taoist has said before that there is half a person on both sides of the crack, so this storage bag should belong to me." Fairy Qinglian's expression did not change at all. Still speaking softly.
"Just now, we were collecting blood. This storage bag is different. Of course, whoever comes first gets it." Master Wuyun narrowed his eyes and said with an even weirder smile.
"Since you and I don't want to give up this storage bag, we can only do it according to our own abilities."
"This method is very good." Master Wuyun said with a sneer.
After saying that, a majestic spiritual pressure emitted from his body. He gently touched the crutch in his hand, and circles of water-like ripples appeared in the void. Then, strange spiritual patterns lit up under his feet. , large balls of gray energy rose up in it, and enveloped him in an instant.
Fairy Qinglian didn't talk nonsense. The Qinglian quickly rotated under her feet, and brilliant rays of light spread out. The spiritual pressure emitted collided with Master Wuyun in an instant.
The void trembled, cracks on the ground trembled and collapsed, rumbling.
Some of the Nascent Soul stage monks who had not yet left thought that this was the end of the matter. They did not expect that such a thing would happen again. Their hearts trembled. They were afraid of being affected by the fight between the two God Refining stage monks, so they set up their escape lights one after another. Fly away.
Two breaths collided fiercely in mid-air, and the already stable cracks in the void were torn apart bit by bit again.
"Storage bag? Why do I have such a low-level thing?" At this time, a suspicious voice came from the Qiankun Pen again.
The crack on the ground collapsed, leaving only a gray storage bag in the air.
Before Wujizi flew far, he turned around and took a look, but when his eyes fell on the storage bag, Feidun's figure froze.
He clearly saw a big red letter embroidered on one side of the storage bag.
"red!"
Wujizi's eyes moved, and he was about to fly away but stopped, and murmured, "If after these two evil stars fight, they find that this storage bag is a low-level storage bag of our Purple Air Sect, Will he vent his anger on our sect?"
After hesitating for a moment, Wujizi gritted his teeth and turned into a ray of light and flew back.
Master Wuyun and Fairy Qinglian were about to take action when they heard a sudden cry from a distance, "Seniors, don't take action yet."
The two of them paused at the same time, looking at Wujizi who was flying in the distance.
"You are so brave, junior. Do you want to get your hands on this treasure?" Master Wuyun shouted coldly.
Fairy Qinglian also stared at Wujizi with cold eyes. The previous friendship was not worth mentioning in front of this treasure. It seemed that Wujizi would take action mercilessly as long as he had other thoughts about this storage bag. In the end, First kill this junior who doesn’t know the heights of the world.
"Don't dare, you two seniors need to calm down first." Wujizi flew in front of the two god-refining monks, stabilized his figure, cupped his hands and said something, then paused and said, "To be honest, this storage bag It’s the storage bag of our Ziqi Sect disciples. If you don’t believe me, seniors, please take a look. It’s also embroidered with the pattern of our sect’s Chixia Peak.”
Master Wuyun and Fairy Qinglian were stunned when they heard this, and both looked at the storage bag. It was just as Wujizi said, there was a deficit embroidered on this storage bag.
Heaving a sigh of relief, the two looked at each other, both seeing the embarrassment in each other's eyes. After a slight hesitation, they calmed down their breath.
Seeing that these two evil stars had calmed down, Wujizi felt relieved. He took a deep breath and pointed at the storage bag in mid-air.
The storage bag flashed with light, and several rays of light flew out of its mouth.
The light faded, and several low-level magic weapons appeared in mid-air.
Master Wuyun and Fairy Qinglian saw that these things were nothing more than some low-level talismans, a strange jade bottle, and three or two low-level magic weapons. As Wujizi said, they were used by low-level disciples. .
"Hahaha, if the fairy likes these things, just take them." Master Wuyun laughed and said to Fairy Qinglian.
Fairy Qinglian raised her brows, and when she saw that there was no one else in the field, she didn't say much. The light around her suddenly lit up, turning into a ray of light and flying away.
"Hmph!" Seeing Fairy Qinglian leaving, Dark Cloud's face sank, he snorted coldly, and left here too.
Wujizi was sweating on his forehead. Seeing the two evil stars walking away, he let out a sigh of relief. He pointed at the storage bag again, and the light in the mid-air flew back. With one move with one hand, the storage bag The bag fell into his hand, and he took another look at the messy place, shook his head helplessly, and sighed to himself, "It seems that this place will not be restored to its original state in tens or hundreds of years."
After saying that, he turned into a rainbow and flew back towards the Purple Air Sect.
