Nian Chen stared at the dozens of flying swords on the ground, and his eyes became scorching: "Sun Daoyou, let's ...... these flying swords."

"Ahem, Nian Daoyou may not know that all the flying swords of dragon slaying monks have been refined through secret techniques, and everyone's method of sacrifice is different!"

"Unless the owner of the flying sword voluntarily dissolves the connection with the flying sword, it can be handed over to another person to use again!"

"If you forcibly erase the brand, it will only cause the flying sword to self-destruct!"

"So, even if you pick it up, it's useless!"

Nian Chen couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

The expression on his face looks angry!

"Nima, these evil guys are really a crazy waste!"

"Everyone is dead, and you have to waste such a good flying sword!"

The monk surnamed Sun looked at Nian Chen with a complicated expression.

The guy who owns such a rare treasure as the storage ring is so keen on these low-level flying swords......

It's like guarding a mountain of gold, but salivating over the steamed buns in the hands of passing beggars.

It's just incomprehensible!

Although his heart is complicated, after this life-and-death battle, the monk surnamed Sun has become very trusting and admiring Nianchen, and regards him as a comrade-in-arms.

"Fellow Daoist, let's go down the mountain too!"

Nian Chen still looked at the flying sword on the ground with some reluctance: "That...... What about these things?"

The monk surnamed Sun raised his hand, and more than twenty flying swords automatically flew up and converged.

"Of course it's destruction, these things are not suitable for people in the ordinary world to see!"

As he spoke, the monk surnamed Sun released his spiritual power and forcibly infiltrated the group of flying swords suspended five meters away......

Bang bang bang!

It was like the sound of firecrackers exploding, continuously.

Nian Chen watched as all the twenty or so flying swords burst into powder and sprinkled all over the ground, and his heart twitched a few times, and he felt a faint pain.

The monk surnamed Sun had a sad face:

"It's a pity that in the cave, the flying swords and magic weapons of several of our seniors and fellow Daoists were all destroyed along with the dragon slayer monks in the war, and they can't be brought back to the Yanhuang headquarters as a souvenir!"

"Let's go, the Zhuji seniors who came from other cities should have arrived in Qingyun City and healed the Lian seniors, let's go and visit!"

Nian Chen nodded.

The monk surnamed Sun sacrificed a model of a canopy boat and turned it into a small boat.

The two stepped on......

The boat soared into the sky and shot towards Qingyun City!

......

Ten minutes later, the two came to the compound of the Qingyun City Criminal Investigation Team.

Seven or eight top doctors in Qingyun City are treating Lian Songwen.

Nianchen knew that Lian Songwen needed blood transfusion the most, and other things didn't need these doctors to do at all, and he didn't even have to interfere......

So he and Lu Fengming, as well as Sun Zhe, who overheard the name again, waited quietly outside the temporary emergency room.

Three hours later, a figure quietly appeared in the doorway.

Lu Fengming and Sun Zhe hurriedly saluted respectfully, calling Feng seniors.

The old man looked anxious, just nodded slightly and went directly into the emergency room.

The moment Nian Chen took a look, he sensed that the mana in the old man's body was as unfathomable as Lian Songwen, and it was not a realm that he could investigate at all, and he was obviously also a foundation building monk.

Just as he was about to ask, Sun Zhe next to him had already begun to introduce:

"This Feng Lixin senior is a monk in the late stage of foundation building, and he is also the supreme leader of our Yanhuang in the five southern provinces of China!"

"With this here, even the seniors have absolutely no worries about their lives, but it takes time to recover!"

Nian Chen nodded reassuringly.

As long as it's okay to even loosen it.

As for the other members of Huaxia, they really didn't care too much, and even deliberately distanced themselves.

After all, there must be many rules in this kind of organization, and it is by no means a good destination for those who are used to freedom.

However, judging from Lian Songwen's deliberate attraction to himself, Yan Huang obviously wanted to let himself join.

Among them, there is naturally a utilitarian desire to use oneself to get in touch with the "mysterious old way......

Therefore, whether you can get in touch with it is something you need to do......

Thinking of this, Nian Chen said to Sun Zhe and Lu Fengming: "Since even the five lives of my predecessors are worried, I will leave first!"

Sun Zhe and Lu Fengming didn't expect Nianchen to suddenly propose to leave, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

In the emergency room, there was a voice with a pine pattern: "Nian Xiaoyou, come in, the old man has something to say!"

Nian Chen touched his nose a little helplessly, and walked into the emergency room with Sun Zhe and Lu Fengming.

I saw that the terrifying wound on Lian Songwen's stomach had been carefully bandaged, and the blood transfusion was about to end, and his originally pale face had become much better.

Several white coats gave a few words of advice, and then left the emergency room directly.

Lian Songwen looked at Nianchen, and his face showed a hint of satisfaction.

"This time, I just wanted you to follow along and feel what another secret world outside of the ordinary people's world is like!"

"I didn't expect your performance to far exceed the old man's expectations, and you really deserve to be a master!"

Nian Chen smiled bitterly and shook his head: "The mana of the younger generation is shallow, where is there such an exaggeration as the predecessor said!"

Lian Songwen shook his head slightly: "The old man didn't say polite words, if it weren't for the great power of the talisman on your body this time, not only would many dragon slaying members run away, but even the lives of hundreds of warriors would be in danger......"

Faced with a senior who was too much stronger than himself, he felt a lot of pressure even when he was as thick-skinned as a city wall, and hurriedly changed the topic.

Take out the blood-colored vial from your pocket and hand it to Lian Songwen:

"Senior, this is something that the junior got from the Dragon Slayer Monk!"

"It seems that this group of people don't care about life and death, just to let the people who carry this thing be able to escape!"

"What is it about this that makes Dragon Slayer take it so seriously?"

Lian Songwen took the blood-colored vial, and after looking at it a few times, he handed it to an old man named Feng Lixin in the late stage of foundation building:

"Feng Daoyou, my mana hasn't recovered yet, and I can't remove this sealing talisman, come and take a look!"

The old man took the blood-colored vial, and frowned slightly: "This is not a good thing, wait for the old man to open it and take a look!"

Nian Chen couldn't help but look at it with curiosity and confidence.

Although he has drawn countless talismans, they are all the lowest-level first-level talismans.

And this kind of sealing talisman is a second-level talisman.

With Nianchen's current strength, he is far from the point of drawing second-level talismans, and he has not even seen it, because Master's old guy has long stopped playing these "low-level" things!

So Nian Chen plans to take a good look at how this second-level seal is opened.

As for drawing this kind of seal, I don't dare to think about it for the time being......

I saw the old man holding the blood-colored vial, pinching the trick with one hand, and a wave of mana fluctuations quietly diffused from his body, vague and powerful!

Whew!

Without warning, the bottle seal burned, turning into bits of ash and spilling to the ground.