Lady Cultivator Chapter 540: The body falls

When I received this errand, Huo Ziqi was very happy.

Now the immortal league is at war with the demon cultivator and the demon road, staying in Kunwu, inevitably involved in it, especially the spirit beast sect has only three Yuanying monks, he is the lowest cultivation level, has been responsible for cannon fodder.

Now, not only can he leave Kunwu Mountain in a decent way to stay away from danger, but he may also get the opportunity to advance in one fell swoop.

Coincidentally, the clan heir who performed this task with him has known him for several years and is quite affectionate.

On the surface, he does not have much in common with the clan heir. One is the ancestor of the great sect Yuan Ying, who has passed on for tens of thousands of years, and the other is a small and medium sect elder who barely advanced to the level of Yuan Ying and struggles to maintain the orthodoxy. , With a bright future, a near sitting, Xianlu has come to an end.

But in fact, Huo Ziqi felt that their situation did not make much difference.

He is indeed not very old, but he is not too young. He is more than 700 years old. The Yuan Ying monk’s life has passed halfway. He is still trapped in the Yuan Ying early stage, not to mention the promotion, even the initial peak of cultivation is far away. Out of reach. To help the natal spirit beast advance to the ranks, it is not easy for the cultivators of the spirit beast sect to advance to the ranks. Many seniors with extraordinary qualifications have stopped in the early stage of the Yuan Ying. Moreover, his own qualifications can only be regarded as upper-middle and advanced Yuan Ying. The brothers were taken aback.

The aptitude is ordinary, and the cultivation base for these two hundred years has stalled. Although he is the supreme elder whom everyone admires in the Spirit Beast Sect, in the eyes of the first Spirit Fate Patriarch, he is no different from the head of chores. It's just that the cultivation base is higher and can be on the stage.

If there were no accidents, the remaining five to six hundred years would be like this. Like most Yuanying monks, it would end in the early Yuanying stage until sitting.

But how could he be willing? Whenever there is a little chance, even at the risk of falling, I want to go one step further and advance to the middle stage.

At this point, only two or three hundred years of Shouyuan’s clan heir remains like him, even more urgent.

So, as soon as they accepted the task, the two thought of a piece. The secret warehouse of the ancient sect, this opportunity is too rare. In the past, it was necessary to pay a great price to get such news, but now, they have got the clue for nothing.

In the eyes of others, that map is too vague, it is difficult to find the treasures, the extreme west is remote, and there is no spiritual vein. This is really not a good job. But he and Zong Si have other thoughts. The west is vast. If they really can't find any definite clues, the two will avoid disasters and don't suffer. If they find anything, then it's their great opportunity.

With this thought, they came to the extreme west.

Unexpectedly, this time, God really took care of them.

They settled in an oasis halfway through, and accidentally discovered the place where Ancient Xiu was sitting and transforming. On the Senior Ancient Xiu, they found a complete map. Comparing this map with the incomplete map in their hands, the two found that the secret warehouse was in Fengsha City.

Before leaving, the two took away all the things in the temporary cave mansion. Unexpectedly, this ancient Xiu senior retained a kind of strange insect in his spirit beast bag, which has survived to this day. Hundreds of flying insects swarmed out, chasing the two of them into disarray.

Fleeing to the vicinity of Fengsha City in embarrassment, they finally got rid of the strange bug. I just settled down in the small town next to me, recovered my spiritual energy, and prepared to go inside according to the map, and happened to ran into Qin Shoujing and Mo Qingwei from Xuanqingmen.

He was jealous of these two people, or, in other words, the celestial monks, very few did not envy them. Their path of cultivation is so smooth that people can't help but be jealous. At a young age, they have reached the rank of Nascent Soul. Especially Qin Shoujing, who is Shuanglinggen like him, had a successful birth at the age of two hundred, and he was still in the middle stage early, leaving the thousand-year-old Shouyuan, and maybe he had a chance to attack the god.

If he could, he really didn’t want to disclose this to them, but he thought that among those who had won the map from the demon cultivator, there was the Xuanyin Daojun from Xuanqingmen. He and Huo Zong finally decided Pull them in. Looking at it from another aspect, Qin Shoujing's **** passed people, and he joined him, which was a bit more sure.

Entering Windsand City, he found that the big formation was difficult to decipher and there was no real danger, so he immediately proposed the idea of ​​splitting. If they can handle it, they don't have to share the treasure with these two people. If it exceeds their ability, it will not be too late to send a message. And even if it is discovered halfway, it can be an excuse to just find the entrance.

But he didn't expect that when he and Zong Si were about to break the formation, Qin Shoujing and the others had discovered the demon cultivator actually appeared.

The blue-skinned male cultivator didn't seem to look at them at all, but ordered his maid to act.

Huo Ziqi was furious, not only because this person killed his spirit beast Seeking Butterfly, but also because of their contempt.

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The Golden Wing Roc uttered a call, and the magic repair woman named Red Ribbon snorted contemptuously. The weird weapon like a windmill in her hand turned and rushed towards the Golden Wing Roc.

Huo Ziqi sneered, and with a twitch of the whip in his hand, it kept getting longer and rolling towards the red silk.

The red silk didn't look at it, and his figure changed a lot. After passing through it, the double-edged dagger in his hand slammed down at the Golden Wing Roc.

The Golden Wing Roc opened his mouth, and a flash of lightning struck the red silk.

Thunder spells are the most powerful of all spells, especially this Golden Winged Roc has an eighth rank. While avoiding this situation, Hong Si grasped the middle of the double-edged dagger and pulled it back, still reverting to two daggers, and then his hands were wrong, and the crossed daggers easily blocked the lightning.

Huo Ziqi's face sank. He originally thought that he and Zong Si were both in the early Yuan Ying stage, and these two magic cultivators were also in the early stages, and they were not necessarily weaker than them. Only then did he realize that he underestimated the magic cultivator.

Kunwu has almost no real magic cultivation, including Master Songfeng's metamorphosis, and it is not pure magic cultivation. For tens of thousands of years, the magic cultivator was rejected from the north of the Tianma Mountain, which made them underestimate the strength of the magic cultivator. In fact, when it comes to fighting alone, the strength of the magic cultivator is higher than that of them, but the number of magic cultivators is not large, and this has been suppressed.

The "brother Zong" Huo Ziqi was about to ask Zong Si to take action. He glanced away, but found that Zong Sizheng was fighting with the haunting demons, the Five Elements Flag and the demonic energy were entangled, and he could not get out of the trap, and the demonic man , Still just standing on the side, coldly watching him fight against the red silk.

He felt a chill in his heart, and only then did he know what Qin Shoujing's magical powers meant. This male cultivator seems to have only the initial cultivation base, but his strength is far better than him and his clan. He couldn't help regretting, why did he want to swallow the treasures by himself and distract Qin Shoujing? If the four people join forces, they can definitely beat the two.

But it’s too late to regret. I can only hope that Qin Shoujing and Mo Qingwei can find the spiritual fluctuations and arrive in time.

Thinking about this, he suddenly suffered a pain in his chest and his spiritual breath was in a mess, but his natal spirit beast, Golden Wing Roc, was stabbed by the red silk.

The wings were stabbed by a dagger, the Golden Winged Roc rolled down from the air, barely stabilized his figure, and screamed at Huo Ziqi. The eighth-tier spirit beast already possesses sage, and the Golden Winged Roc is asking him for help.

Seeing that his spirit beast was injured and unable to resist, Huo Ziqi swiped his whip and rolled towards the red silk.

Under his interference, Hong Si had no choice but to retreat.

At this time, the male Xiu, who had always been standing in midair, suddenly looked to the north: "No more delay." After that, the silver-white artificial hand suddenly soared and leaned toward Zongsi.

"Ah—" Hearing the scream, Huo Ziqi turned his head and his face changed drastically.

The male Xiu’s artificial hand crushed Zong Si’s head so hard that even Yuan Ying could not escape

Fear rushed to his heart, and before he could think about it, he teleported to the Golden Wing Roc, put it into the beast bag, turned it into a light, and fleeed away.

"Want to escape?" The male Xiu snorted coldly, and suddenly a giant hand appeared in the air, squeezing it to Huo Ziqi.

"Ah--" This time it was Huo Ziqi's scream, his body was pinched into a pile of flesh, and even the Yuan Ying who had just escaped had no time to escape and was pinched into a blood mist.

The blood mist dissipated, and the male Xiu wiped the retracted artificial hand and wiped off the blood stains on it.

"The son'>." The maid Hongrong had picked up the things of the two of them and offered them the sheepskin roll.

The male repairer took the sheepskin roll and said: "Go"

Shortly after they left, two rays of light appeared in the sky, and they soon fell down.

Seeing the flesh and blood on the ground and Zong Si's headless corpse, Qin Xi frowned: "We are late."

Feeling the fluctuating spirit, the two of them rushed here immediately. However, Fengshacheng said that it is not small, and that it is not small. Even if the two of them escaped to the extreme, it took half an hour to reach the place where the aura fluctuates. Huo Ziqi and Zongsi have already died.

Looking at the pieces of meat scattered on the ground, Mo Tiange endured his nausea: "These two people, the methods are really ruthless." She has seen a lot of corpses, and she has never seen such a disgusting one. She joked together a few days ago. People who just turned into a pile of meat.

Qin Xi glanced around, bent down, and picked up a palm-sized piece of metal from the sand. He was worried about the weight, and said: "This is Wujin."

"Wujin?" Mo Tiange was surprised. Wujin is a precious refining material, especially suitable for sword making. It was more common in ancient times, but now it is rare. For sword repairers, there is a dilemma. They have been seen in the secret land of Guixu Sea, used by the monks of the ancient sect to make organs. Such a precious thing, unexpectedly picked it up so casually?

"It seems to belong to the two of them~IndoMTL.com~Qin Xi said. This piece of black gold shines brightly, and it does not look like a legacy from the ancient times.

Mo Tiange took the Wujin piece from him, took a closer look, and said: "This piece of Wujin is very neatly cut, almost free of impurities, and it does not seem to be a simple material."

"Well, in terms of materials, it may be something of ancient repairs." After Qin Xi said, suddenly seeing Mo Tiange's expression become very strange, he asked, "What's wrong?"

Mo Tiange handed him the Wujin film: "You touch it."

Qin Xi touched it, and only then discovered that the surface of the Wujin tablet had very fine scratches.

The two looked at each other. Mo Tiange took out the ink cartridge from the Qiankun bag, dyed the black gold piece with ink, and pressed it on the back of his hand.

Removing the black gold piece, the lines on the back of the hand are jumbled, forming a messy pattern.

When they saw this pattern, they looked up at each other and blurted out: "Map"

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