"A little trick!"

Murong Xianxian snorted coldly, but his figure suddenly accelerated. Another real dragon claw shattered the silver shield. Then, after a series of cracked sounds, the dragon claws tear open the purple light and suddenly pinched the monk's neck... With a "click", the monk's neck drooped softly, and then Murong Xianxian slapped his left hand and slapped his eyebrows. Two lines of blood and tears flowed out from the corner of the monk's eyes. He had no life and fell to the ground softly.·

This cultivator has a good cultivation level, and his defensive magic weapons and magical powers are also somewhat wonderful. If he sets aside the air and fights Murong Xianxian, although the result is the same, it will not be so fast... Killing his companion in seconds is unexpected, and killing him in seconds is definitely a robbery of his mind. Even if he uses immortal weapons to protect his body, he will be defeated.

At this moment, the three Pure Yang cultivators trapped by the sword formation were already standing on the ground, with many sword marks on their bodies, and a sword hole in the middle of their eyebrows, which penetrated the back of their heads and died thoroughly.

With just a few breaths, five high-level cultivators were dealt with. Murong Xianxian waved her sleeves, put away the seven-colored magic sword, and then bounced out five flames and landed on the five corpses. In an instant, the five corpses were burned to ashes. She waved her hand and took several storage rings and magic weapons in the ashes, and checked her spiritual sense... Although there were many good things and a large number of spirit stones inside, it was not surprising.

"Guangcheng Sect, I don't know if it has anything to do with Guangchengzi. These guys have a very rich fortune. A pure Yang cultivator carries hundreds of millions of spirit stones with him. He has a great family and a strong foundation!" Murong Xianxian sighed.

These sects and families that can establish themselves in endless seas all have ancient history. Even if they have the shallowest foundation, they have a history of nearly thousands of years, so their families are of course rich.

The harvest was huge, Murong Xianxian was also a little excited, and her face became a little softer. Her eyes turned and saw Lin Haotian and Taihao Sect’s cultivators looking at her with complicated expressions.

Murong Xianxian's mouth raised slightly, and she turned her head and looked at Lin Haotian with a smile: "Sect Master Lin, how wise your choice is today!"

Lin Haotian's face suddenly turned ashen, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and then a little anger surged: "Hmph! Fairy Qingluan, I'm just telling the truth. I didn't interfere in the matter just now! I think you are unhappy and lose to you in the bet, but I won't vent my anger on your servant!"

"Okay! With this, I think Young Master Lin is not as playful as I imagined."

Murong Xianxian smiled faintly: "I will keep that immortal finger bone. If you have the ability to win back, or exchange it for items of equivalent value. However, today's matter..."

Lin Haotian obviously misunderstood her words, thinking that Murong Xianxian didn't want what happened today to spread, so he quickly sweared to the sky: "If I, Lin Haotian, leaked the incident today, I will teach me that the five thunders will never be reborn!"

Murong Xianxian smiled slightly. When did she think about hiding this matter? Since these people had attacked Hu Xinmei and others, the face of the two sides was naturally broken.

Shaking her head and laughed. Murong Xianxian was too lazy to pay attention to Lin Haotian and others. She turned her head and looked at Hu Xinmei who had already put away the magic weapon flying sword and had collapsed on the ground. It was not until this time that she realized that Hu Xinmei, who had no sword formation protection, had his injuries really not light. However, the wound had already been covered with a spiritual pill, which temporarily stopped the deterioration of the injury.

"Why are they going to kill you?" Murong Xianxian asked.

Hu Xinmei smiled bitterly and took out a treasure mirror with dragon patterns from the storage ring: "Those spiritual medicines are just excuses, their real purpose is this dragon prison mirror."

Murong Xianxian's eyes suddenly condensed: "Quick Immortal Artifact!"

Magic weapons such as mirrors, tripods, towers, etc. are Qimen treasures, and are of rare power in the world. What is even more interesting is that the Dragon Pattern prison mirror is vaguely seen on the mirror. Ancient divine dragon is really trapped in the dragon prison mirror. Once it uses its transformation magical power, it will turn into a divine dragon to attack the enemy. No wonder the three Pure Yang cultivators of Guangcheng Sect took action. However, in addition to this quasi-immortal weapon, they also attacked the marmoset girl and Hu Xinmei.

Needless to say, the marquis girl is not only a genius who practices water-based magical powers, but if their current Flying Fish Sword Formation continues to be practiced, the power must be greatly improved. Once the seventy-two sets of Flying Fish Sword Formations are united, even Mahayana monks may be able to kill them in every move. Hu Xinmei is even more amazing. The Xinyue Fox clan has always planted spiritual plants, and the natural "agricultural" cultivation of spiritual medicine. If she subdues her to guard the medicine garden, the surprise will definitely not be stopped.

Murong Xianxian was thinking about it, Hu Xinmei had already handed the Dragon Prisoner to Murong Xianxian respectfully and said, "If there was no master's rescue, it would have been taken away by them this time. This thing should be considered the master's income!"

Murong Xianxian rolled her eyes. She had too many magic weapons in her hands. Even if it was an immortal weapon, it might not be in her heart, let alone a quasi-immortal weapon?

"Since it's yours, you can keep it for yourself."

Hu Xinmei is her spiritual pet, but in fact she treats her as a disciple. Not to mention a quasi-immortal weapon, even if it is an immortal weapon, as long as it is suitable for the use of the little fox, Murong Xianxian will not be stingy.

Seeing that several injured people had already controlled their injuries with the pill, Murong Xianxian asked Xue Yunjun: "How did you come here? Where are Ao Xiaolong and the others?"

Xue Yunjun was the one with the deepest cultivation among the people and the most severely injured. Although he had taken several spiritual pills in succession and was seriously injured, he was still a little tired in his expression. He forced himself to send a voice to the same hall at first, but later he separated and passed through the Nirvana Sea of ​​Fire..."

Their experience was similar to Ao Xiaolong and others. After crossing the sea of ​​Nirvana, they had a short rest. After changing into the clothes, they entered the treasure temple through the portal and started a large sweep. After cleaning up several medicine gardens and pavilions in succession, the group entered the hall and obtained some magic weapons. Among them, the most powerful magic weapon, the Dragon Mirror of the Dragon, was subdued by Hu Xinmei.

When subduing the Dragon Mirror of Prisoner, he was discovered by the subsequent monks of Guangcheng Sect who came. After confirming that there was only one Chunyang cultivator among them, the three Chunyang cultivators of Guangcheng Sect became greedy. They not only wanted the treasures of Hu Xinmei and others, but also became thoughtful about the marsh girl and Hu Xinmei... It is no wonder that the endless sea area is vast, and the treasures at the bottom of the sea are endless. These marsh girl have the lowest cultivation level and are also the cultivators in the infancy stage. With them, they undoubtedly have a treasure digging team with infinite potential; and with Hu Xinmei in hand, there is an additional gardener with great magical powers. As long as they know their origin, they naturally cannot let it go.

Fortunately, the three Guangcheng Sect monks did not want to hurt Hu Xinmei and the marquis. Otherwise, even if the flying fish sword formation was complemented by each other, Xue Yunjun would not be able to hold on. The three Guangcheng Sect monks would never show mercy to her.

After telling all this, Xue Yunjun said with an extremely serious expression: "The encounter between fellow Taoist Ao and others should be similar to ours, but the location of the teleportation is different. It is said that there are many practitioners entering here, and there are even Mahayana monks, who must find them as soon as possible."

Xue Yunjun's performance has won her recognition. She is indeed worried about the safety of Murong Xiaoxiao and others now. How those practitioners came in is no longer important. Once they know that Murong Xiaoxiao and others entered early, the danger coefficient will probably increase significantly. Fortunately, Ao Xiaolong was originally her natal Gu, and his mind was connected, and he knew the approximate location with a slight sense.

"You are resting in this hall. If you encounter a strong enemy, I can come over at any time." After Murong Xianxian finished speaking, he flipped his hands and took out dozens of array flags from the storage bracelet, and threw them around Hu Xinmei and others. A piece of smoke rose up, covering their bodies. "You rest first, I will call you if you have any."

After saying that, Murong Xianxian flew outwards with the light of escape... As for the Taihao Sect and the cultivators of another sect, she didn't care at all. The people who could break her formation were counted, and once the formation was strongly attacked, Murong Xianxian would have some senses. It would be time to come over again at that time.

"I don't know where those guys have entered?"

Murong Xianxian followed the sensing direction and came to the door of a cave... It was obvious that after a fierce battle, there were more than a dozen shocking pools of blood left on the ground.

Murong Xianxian's heart suddenly felt gloomy. She sent an idea to Ao Xiaolong and asked him clearly that no one was injured at the moment, and she felt relieved... Ao Xiaolong and Murong Xiaoxiao were both powerful practitioners, and they had the most treasures in their hands. Even the Golden Desert Ape and the Double-Headed Dragon were comparable to ordinary Pure Yang cultivators. In it, Mu Tianhu's cultivation was slightly weaker, but as long as he was not careless, it was not easy to defeat him quickly.

After hesitating slightly, Murong Xianxian stepped into the cave... "What a grand place! This cave itself is a big formation. I am afraid that even if the master here does not list the Immortal Path, he is still in the Mahayana realm!"

From the outside, this cave was similar to an ordinary cave, but when she walked in, she found that the real area was more than ten times more than what she saw outside. Moreover, there were runes flashing faintly on the walls and ground. She couldn't see through it at first sight, and it could see its mystery.

Along the way, Murong Xianxian discovered that many prohibitions in the cave were forcibly destroyed, but some restrictions were broken, which were characterized by the Yuxu Palace. Many places left magic weapons and traces of flying swords were obviously fiercely fought.

"It seems that this cave is very lively!" Murong Xianxian thought to herself.
Chapter completed!