"Huh, you actually have the magic power of the witch sect?"

The owner of the whip was shocked, but he didn't panic, and continued to urge the magic weapon, and one after another sharp swords shot out from the whip, wanting to cut off those branches.

"Soul Cracker!"

Murong Xian let out a loud shout, and a large blue seal appeared in the void, and it smashed on the treasure whip with a 'dang' sound.

"Ah~"

The monk had engraved a soul mark on this magic weapon, and Murong Xianxian's soul cracking mark was not only the instrument spirit that attacked the magic weapon, but also the primordial spirit that attacked him...... He screamed, the Yuan Shen was in severe pain, and there was a trance in front of him, and the treasure light on the treasure whip suddenly disappeared, and he was entangled more tightly by the branches of the giant tree.

"Flower fingers!"

Taking advantage of the other party's temporary distraction, Murong Xianxian punched out his fingers, and a golden flower flew out, when the monk realized that something was wrong, it was too late, a little golden light shot into his eyebrows, his eyes just showed a look of fear, his head had already exploded with a 'bang', red and white splashed everywhere, although the other monk not far from him dodged quickly and was not splashed, but his face was already very ugly.

Murong Xianxian stretched out his hand and grabbed the golden whip that had shrunk in his hand, although this was not an immortal weapon, it was also a very good attacking treasure.

Airplanes~

The remaining monk urged the black peak-shaped magic weapon with a solemn face, and a faint mist emanated from the peak, and the void was distorted, and the mountain peak suddenly swelled, smashing down towards Murong Xianxian like a mountain.

Murong Xian Xian had already prepared, she put the golden whip into the storage bracelet, and a yellow light flew out of her purple mansion, turning into a tripod suspended above her head.

"Huh?"

There was a wary look in the monk's eyes...... All the use of towers, tripods, mirrors, bells and other strange magic weapons, there are some special features. However, he is now on the shelf, and it is a little late to recover the magic weapon.

Zheng!

The lid of the mountain and river tripod was removed, and a strange mouth suddenly appeared at the mouth of the tripod, spewing out thousands of rays of golden-red light, wrapping the mountain peak and falling into the tripod.

"Huh?"

The monk was stunned, and while desperately trying to reclaim the peak, he unleashed an innate grapple...... A giant palm suddenly appeared and grabbed towards Shanheding.

"Duh!"

Murong Xian snorted, raised his hand and slapped out the King Kong Divine Palm, and a golden giant palm slapped towards the palm shadow that appeared in the void.

Rumble~

The energy was overflowing, and the figures of the two people shook slightly, and it turned out to be an equal situation, and at this time, the black mountain peak was completely entangled by the golden-red light, and quickly dragged into the tripod, and then the tripod was slammed shut, and the monk was shocked to find that the connection between himself and the magic weapon had become intermittent, and he could no longer urge it.

Suddenly, an extremely strong aura of danger came to his mind, and the monk's heart was terrified, and his body turned into a violent wind and shot backwards.

Rumble!

A golden square seal slammed into the place where he had just stood, and was smashed into a huge hole.

Soldier Secret!

Murong Xian pinched the seal knot with his hand, cast the secret of the soldier, turned into a piece of spiritual soldiers, and killed the monk.

Boom, boom, boom, boom......

Golden axes, knives, forks, towers, seals, bells, tripods, and other objects attacked the monk like a storm...... The earth cracked, and the rocks pierced through the air, as if the end was coming.

"How is it possible?!She is just a pure yang perfect monk, how can she have the strength to crush the Mahayana monk?!" The Mahayana monk was incredulous, he sacrificed several defensive treasures one after another, all of which were blown up, and the shape was already precarious.

Rumble!

The stone broke through the sky, a golden pagoda fell from the sky, the evil aura was filled, and all the rocks in a radius of dozens of meters turned into powder.

The monk showed a look of horror and shame in his eyes, and he used his escape technique, and his figure suddenly escaped, and his mouth was fierce: "Qingluan Fairy, do you know who this seat is......?"

Before the words fell, a human head flew up, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Bang!

The eyebrows of the human head cracked, and a primordial spirit rushed out, looking into the sky and fleeing...... But he didn't escape far, there was a faint flow of sword light in the void, and the primordial god screamed: "It's a shadowless flying ......"

Before the words were finished, they had died out.

Murong Xian glanced at the two corpses silently, let out a light sigh from his mouth, raised his hand and popped out two vermilion flames, burning the two corpses to ashes.

Then she picked up the storage rings left by the two people, the first monk's storage ring had a few good magic weapons in it, all of them were sixth- and seventh-order spiritual treasures, and the second monk was relatively miserable, most of his magic weapons exploded when resisting Murong Xianxian's attack, and there was nothing left.

However, there are still a lot of spirit stones in the storage rings for two people, and there are even some immortal crystals. In addition, these two people also got a lot of materials in the Abyss of the Sea of Mist, and their condition was quite good, even some of the elixirs in the ring, and their condition was also quite good...... Don't think that the high-ranking monks have countless treasures. In fact, for them, magic weapons are not clothes, they can change when they say they can change them, and those are the ones that are commonly used, rather than collecting a lot of magic weapons that are not often used, it is better to exchange some resources needed for cultivation. For high-level cultivators, the cultivation path requires more and more high-end materials, and some people don't even have a magic weapon to take advantage of in order to make up the resources for cultivation, which is not a joke.

She summoned the mountains and rivers to the front, opened the lid, and took out the magic weapon in it...... Because of the death of its owner, the spiritual treasure in the shape of the mountain no longer had any fetters, and it was restored to its original state, transforming into a miniature mountain the size of a palm, which was lightly fluttering in the palm of its hand, a few points lighter than plastic products.

"Man dies for money...... Why bother!"

Murong Xianxian looked at the two piles of ashes on the ground, sighed softly, put away the magic weapon, sacrificed the Qingluan treasure, and galloped away in the direction of the Holy Light City.

In the cultivation world, the gossip spread very quickly, especially the demonized treasure temple on the third layer of the abyss of the sea of fog, that is a place where many forces have been thinking about it for many years, and some major sects almost take it for granted that it is their own treasure land, but no one has ever been able to open the prohibition in it, this time it was taken first by a little-known scattered cultivator, and took the lion, which made those people hold their breath in their hearts, and many people were rushing in the direction of the Holy Light City after getting the news.

However, within a few days, even more shocking news came out, a succession of several Mahayana monks attacked the scattered cultivator who only had the pure yang realm, but they all failed and died, this news made many people who originally disdained Murong Xianxian pay attention to it.

"What's going on? A mere pure yang monk actually beheaded a Mahayana monk in a row, is this going against the heavens?"

"Is it a magic weapon obtained in the Demon Treasure Temple? No wonder ......"

"You don't know yet, do you? Zizhu Dojo was built by Guanyin Bodhisattva, and people have the inheritance of Guanyin, which is to take their own treasures. ”

"Come on, don't talk about the inheritance, don't say anything else, the Eagle Temple, the Prajna Temple, and the Zizhu Nunnery all say that there is a Taoist system left by the great Bodhisattva, but they haven't all been able to enter?"

"That's different, you need conditions to enter there, she has a clean glass bottle in her hand......"

The news spread even faster than Murong Xianxian's actions, and some forces had already received the news that she had killed those Mahayana monks, some were angry, some were frightened, and many were very happy.

On the Qingluan Treasure Tree, a feast was set up, and the main materials were the liver, flesh and bones on Ao Wunu's body, which were made into various delicacies, accompanied by fairy fruit spirit wine.

"It's amazing, Sister Murong, those monks are all elders of various sects, this time you can't keep a low profile if you want to!" After knowing Murong Xian Xian's achievements, Yin Wanru was speechless, and Xu Wanyan was also shocked on the side.

They didn't see the next few battles, but she saw the battle with Ao Wunu with her own eyes...... Even the strongest sword formation didn't come out, and he directly killed the famous Tianjiao Palace Third Palace Master with his crushing strength, even if the head of the family made a move, it was nothing more than that. She now completely admires her young lady's vision.

Murong Xianxian smiled faintly: "It's not that I'm powerful, it's that they themselves have wasted their reputation." ”

"Sister, is there any news of light snow and listening to the waves. Murong Xiaoxiao was a little silent today, and it took a long time to ask such a question.

"Humph!"

Murong Xianxian's face was slightly gloomy: "Do you think of the two children now?

"I ...... Didn't I think I would be able to go back soon, who would have thought that it would be delayed for so long......" Murong Xiao said in a low voice.

The sisters and brothers almost never mentioned it except when they first met, when they talked about Murong Qianxue's mother and son. Just yesterday, Murong Xian Xian Tong guò clone got the latest news from Murong Qianxue's sister and brother, and mentioning it at this time aroused the guilt in Murong Xiao's heart.

Seeing his guilty look, Murong Xianxian was also a little unbearable. In the final analysis, Murong Xiaoxiao also abandoned his wife and children in order to find her.

"Don't worry, the shallow snow and the others have already found the clues of Fei'er and them, and they are on the way to find them. ”

Speaking of Du Fei'er, a warm smile appeared on Murong Xianxian's face: "It is said that Lei Tao's guy actually gave birth to a child on the way to be hunted down, but I don't know if it's a man or a woman, but he will have fun in the bitterness." ”

"Yes, Aunt Lei will be happy. Murong Xiaoxiao hurriedly agreed.

"After you and Bai Xue go back, let's hurry up and get things done. Murong Xianxian said suddenly.

"Huh?"

Murong Xiaoxiao and Bai Xue next to him didn't expect that Murong Xianxian would suddenly turn the topic to them, and they were all taken aback, especially Bai Xue, whose face immediately flew red, and her eyes flickered.

"We are practitioners, and worldly rituals cannot control us. Since you are like-minded, Siyuan will also understand. Murong Xianxian said.

Although Murong Xiaoxiao and Bai Xue covered it up very well, and almost never spoke separately along the way, Murong Xianxian was clear about the words and demeanor of these two people when they first met, but they never broke it. However, if there is no accident, after entering the fourth layer, it is expected to turn around, and this matter must be understood after all, and she will talk about it today. R1152