At this moment, the monks who were still playing Taiping Fist with the disciples of the Little Wuliang Sect on the side were already silent, they subconsciously kept a distance from Murong Xianxian, Murong Xiaoxiao and the others, their eyes were full of jealousy, and for a while, the medicine garden was incomparably homely, and there was no other noise.

As soon as the sword formation came out, no matter how many people they had, they would be in a situation where they were fighting for themselves, and they all understood this truth, but in their subconscious, they always felt that more people would be safer, but they subconsciously ignored the factors that were not very reliable, which was also the reason why Murong Xianxian was too aggressive.

Among the monks present, there were definitely those who were stronger than the disciples of the Little Infinite Sect, but none of them could kill the monks of the Little Infinite Sect like chopping melons and vegetables, so this kind of power made them retract...... The momentum was gone, and they didn't dare to start a battle at all.

"If you can join forces with the Taixuan Sect, plus the cultivators of those other sects, maybe you will be able to fight this person?" Mei Jiuling's mind instantly surged up with such a thought, but he immediately woke up, feeling that this idea was not realistic at all, not to mention that the minds of these people had been taken away by Murong Xianxian, even if they could unite, in the sword array, what could they do? In that case, why did he bother himself?

Xu Xiaoyan next to her was also observing, the woman was as careful as a hair, she saw Mei Jiuling's gaze wandering, and knew that he was planning to join forces with those monks, wanting to get rid of Murong Xianxian...... In Xu Qiaoyan's mind, it was best for Mei Jiuling to take action, join forces with those monks, and after angering Murong Xianxian, kill him. Of course, the other monks may be a little innocent, but who is really innocent in the spiritual world?

Suddenly, a feeling of being peeped at rose from his heart, Xu Wanyan was suddenly startled, and turned his eyes to look, but saw Murong Xian looking at her with a smile, Xu Wanyan suddenly felt a pang in his heart, and he didn't dare to think about it anymore and ask for trouble.

Mei Jiuling and Xu Xiaoyan's thoughts did not escape Murong Xianxian's divine sense. If it was before, a person like Mei Jiuling, she must have found a way to get rid of it early. But now for her, these monks of the Mei family are nothing at all, if she really dares to think anything unfavorable to her, she can kill them every second.

As for the other monks' eyes flickering and looking at each other, Murong Xianxian didn't care. If these people really had the ability to threaten her, I'm afraid they would have taken action a long time ago, and now they are just worried that she will make a sudden move...... What is the use of having a louder voice?

With a faint smile, Murong Xianxian first summoned Xie Feiyun's storage ring into his hand. I saw that inside, there were only a few sixth-level magic weapons, and there were some other spirit stones, pills, and elixirs...... Most of these elixirs should have been freshly picked, and some of the ingredients should have been harvested elsewhere in the Abyss of the Sea of Mist.

Although these things were also a lot of money, she didn't care about it, put away all the remaining storage rings, and then threw them all to Murong Xiaoxiao: "Let's go! Wanru, you come with me?"

There may still be some treasures left in this cave mansion, but Murong Xian Xian's divine sense has already searched, and there is no place of value ahead, there is no need to waste time here, but there is still a great creation waiting for them on the top of the mountain, she doesn't mind bringing those people from the Yin family, how much cultivation they get, it depends on themselves.

"Of course, Sister Murong, we will go wherever you go. Yin Wanru is very well-behaved.

Xu Xiaoyan on the side was a little hesitant, they entered this dojo late, they had a lot fewer opportunities than others, and they didn't get much, if they relied on Murong Xianxian's attention at this time, other forces might not dare to do anything to them, if they searched this cave mansion, they would still have some opportunities...... People's gains and losses are together, and their minds will be blurred by the interests they see in front of them, since Murong Xianxian regards them as the target of friendship, how can he let them gain nothing? In this regard, this Chief Manager Xu is much worse than Yin Wanru.

Murong Xianxian will not worry about a general manager, she is investing in Yin Wanru, and a mist enveloped everyone in an instant, and she flew out without a sound...... Most of these caves were built by those monks who were attached to the dojo, or they were disciples and disciples, and Murong Xianxian got a lot of information in the inheritance hall, including the detailed information of this dojo.

The Inheritance Hall is the fundamental place of the dojo, and if it does not meet the master's regulations, it cannot be brought into the dojo at all, because it is not in the same space at all, and in the center of this dojo, there is also a place of inheritance, where there are also many treasures, but they are not so secret.

The Cloud Control Technique piloted by Murong Xianxian disappeared in an instant, and most people breathed a sigh of relief, because most of them had participated in the siege of Murong Xiaoxiao and the others just now, although they were not the main force, but once they found any treasures in the future, Murong Xianxian held a grudge, and if they took the opportunity to make a move, they might not have any room to fight back at all.

"Not good!"

Among the monks, after all, there were still smart people, who suddenly exclaimed, and rushed out of the cave with a retreat.

There was still a strange person who was sluggish, and someone had already shouted loudly: "That Murong Daoist must know that there are more treasures......

The finishing touch, everyone is not stupid, many monks are hot, and they rush out in the light...... Although they may not have the courage to compete with Murong Xianxian, if they only follow and drink some soup and water, there should still be hope. As for the reminders, they are also not well-intentioned, they believe that their strength is low, and in line with the principle of eating the bowl first and then looking at the pot, they want to provoke competitive opponents out of the game, and they have a greater chance of success.

At this moment, in the center of the dojo, there were already monks who had arrived first...... In this central position, there was a purple light mist that enveloped an area of more than a hundred acres, and any creature that wanted to enter it would be bounced up by a soft force at the moment of approach.

One by one, the magic weapon flying sword turned into a flying rainbow to attack the purple mist, but as soon as it got close to the purple mist, the attack was bounced, although it did not fight back, but it made people feel depressed that the attack was unreal.

There were about 100 cultivators who made the move, all of them were extremely high-level, and judging by the situation, they were also divided into many forces, and it seemed that they also included the powerhouses of the major races.

After another round of attacks, everyone stopped in unison, it was not the first time they had come to the ruins of the center, but it was the first time to enter, these monks had cultivated to the lowest level of pure yang, ordinary treasures could not arouse their interest, the more they relied on the central position, the more precious the things they obtained...... This is also the limit of Ao Xiaolong's pattern, first grab what can be in hand. However, with their strength, it is really nothing in this place, and they may even cause unexpected trouble.

Just as the monks stopped, a cloud appeared in the sky, at first, it was only faintly visible, but after a while, the cloud was not far from the purple mist.

"Fellow Daoists, stop!" a young monk suddenly spoke, and his figure suddenly appeared directly in front of the mist.

The clouds and mist suddenly disappeared and turned into an auspicious cloud at the feet of the comer...... The young monk was stunned for a moment, there are a lot of people here, but the strongest cultivator is only the Pure Yang Monk, and the lowest is ...... Even the Infant Monk has it.

"What's the matter?"

The person who came was Murong Xianxian and his party, and when they saw someone blocking the road, their brows frowned slightly...... She had seen someone attacking the ban from afar, but she knew that this prohibition was very detailed, and with their attack methods, even if it was another thousand or eight hundred years, it would be useless.

"Fellow Daoist, in front of me is the most important prohibition in the dojo here, all the seniors are there to discuss the method of breaking the ban, if the Daoist friends are interested in the treasures here, why don't they go together to discuss the result?" Moreover, in the absence of Mahayana monks, even if they are allowed to join, I am afraid they will only be cannon fodder.

"No need. Your own way, your own way, each by its own means. Murong Xianxian directly refused.

"Arrogance!"

A voice like thunder suddenly sounded, and the auspicious clouds of Murong Xian's footsteps seemed to swing slightly, floating to the side, and in the blink of an eye, it was already hundreds of meters away.

"Amitabha! Why should you bother with a junior. A kind voice rang out, but it was one of the old nuns who spoke up.

"Cijing, don't think of yourself as a master, don't you can't get in the same way?" The one who shouted and scolded was a red-faced old man, who looked a little angry, but he didn't make a move on Murong Xianxian again.

"Don't dare. Although the poor nuns have a lot of connections with this place, they are not the main masters, but they are just here to meet the chance. But the old nun was not angry, and her tone was very calm.

"What is the right lord, the crooked lord, all things in heaven and earth, the virtuous live in it, and there is nothing born with a master?!" every word of the red-faced old man seemed to be shouted.

"Poor Ni knows that Lei Daoyou is a young man. Tzu Jing Lao Ni said.

The old man surnamed Lei was stunned for a moment, but he immediately saw the teasing smiles on the faces of those people around him, and suddenly felt that his face was hot: "Although the deity is old, he is not virtuous, old nun, you don't need to use words to squeeze me...... Huh?"

He suddenly let out a sigh of surprise and looked at Murong Xianxian and the others, and everyone saw that his eyes were different, and they also looked over.

Murong Xianxian originally used the impact of his sound wave to widen the distance, and then sacrificed the pure glass bottle.

The treasure bottle hung high, emitting a radiant brilliance, and a clear glow flew out of the mouth of the bottle, pulling out a ray of glow and throwing it into the purple mist...... The purple mist immediately surged, but this glow gradually condensed into a channel, stretching straight out of the purple mist.

"Let's go!" Murong Xian urged the magic trick, and the auspicious clouds rose, shooting away along the passage into the mist...... R1152