"High-grade spirit stones!" Zhuang Yichen suddenly felt relieved! He had more than three hundred high-grade spirit stones on him, and he could maintain them for a while. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"How many high-grade spirit stones do you need?" Zhuang Yichen immediately asked, don't be too bad if it's not enough.

"If you don't activate the Seven Evil Sword Formation, a high-grade spirit stone can support it for several years!, but if you activate the Seven Evil Sword Formation, the seven high-grade spirit stones can last for sixty breaths!" the strong man silently calculated and gave an answer.

One breath is about half a second, and sixty breaths is thirty seconds! In such a short period of time, it costs seven high-grade spirit stones, and this Seven Evil Sword Formation is simply a fighter in luxury.

Zhuang Yichen counted all his top-grade spirit stones, which were not enough to support half an hour.

"However, the original material of this armor is not very good, and the time for the Seven Evil Sword Array to open cannot exceed sixty breaths, and it will take at least an hour to cool down if you want to use it again. The strong man continued, Zhuang Yichen felt as if he had been punched in the chest.

"Your sister, are you playing an online game, it will take time to make a big move, and it will take two hours to do so!" Zhuang Yichen scolded in his heart, but no matter what, it is better than nothing.

The best convenience of the Seven Evil Sword Formation is that it can attack and defend, and if the defense of the battle armor is stacked, the first level of martial arts cannot be injured.

Zhuang Yichen didn't say much, and quickly put the battle armor on his body, and the storage space was filled with twenty high-grade spirit stones.

"This armor can withstand a blow from a martial arts mid-level powerhouse at most, but you still have to be careful not to resist hard!" the strong man advised.

"Thank you, senior brother!" Zhuang Yichen saluted very gratefully.

"You have worked hard for the sect, and this is how senior brother can help you!" said the strong man with a smile.

Zhuang Yichen's heart warmed, it seemed that many people in the sect saw his own efforts.

Coming out of the Refining Pavilion, Zhuang Yichen returned to the Library Pavilion, pointed out Shangguan Yuchan's cultivation progress, and went back to the room.

This little girl's cultivation has now reached the peak of martial arts, and she is only one step away from reaching the level of a martial artist.

Her figure is now even more slender and charming, and her skin is crystal clear and dizzying.

The pretty face is delicate and flawless, as if the most perfect woman in the legend has been resurrected. However, this peerless demeanor hidden behind the mask can only be seen by Zhuang Yichen alone.

Zhuang Yichen was lying in his clothes, and his armor was on his body without taking it off. At this time, his internal strength and soul power had already reached the peak of the martial arts. If he wants to, he can step into the realm of a martial artist at any time.

However, it is enough for the internal force to step into the martial artist, but the soul energy does not dare to continue to enter the martial artist directly.

Otherwise, if you can't enter the Martial Saint Temple to receive the soul qi infusion after the big exam, it will be a big loss. And the re-tempered battle armor has become a very important bargaining chip for him, and the cross-level battle at the critical moment is enough to burst out with powerful power.

Of course, his biggest reliance is still the seal given by Qiuyuan Sword and Wenru He Yi, but it is impossible to take out such a hole card as a last resort.

"If the internal force steps into the level of a martial artist, I am afraid that I will have to scatter my skills again, which can complete Qingrong and Yuchan. But right now, the sect is in an eventful season, wait for a while!" Zhuang Yichen thought in his heart, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

The atmosphere in Yongcheng is becoming more and more tense, and the backup manpower of the major forces is constantly increasing.

Only the Qingjing Sect seemed to have forgotten all this, and began to retreat and defend itself! After the inner and outer cities were built, the entire Qingjing Sect was like hiding in a turtle shell, and it was very comfortable.

The farmland and vegetable plots reclaimed by the sect can be used for at least 50 years without any problems without contacting the outside world.

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed, and an astonishing news suddenly spread again! It is said that someone found the source of the Wuru tomb in Gushui County, and according to speculation, a certain tomb master concluded that the entrance to the Wuru tomb was within the Qingjing sect.

There is no way to verify this news, and a few days later, there was no reaction from the major forces. Like the calm before a storm, deep and terrifying.

The aura of the entire Qingjing Sect suddenly became depressed. This is not a joke, if this is really the case, under the joint efforts of the major forces, maybe the Qingjing Sect may be destroyed.

"This news may not be a rumor!" When Zhuang Yichen received this rumor, he immediately fell into deep thought.

The Qingjing Sect does have some incomprehensible phenomena, the most incredible of which is the existence of the Seven Evil Sword Formations!

It's hard to imagine what this is a remote sect can have.

Moreover, the mysterious compass also sensed a mysterious aura in the Qingjing Sect, but it never gained anything.

If it is said that the tomb of Wu Ru may appear in the Qingjing Sect, it should be a little more likely than in other places.

He Guzhu urgently summoned Zhuang Yichen and Nan Jingwu, and in the end, it can only be said that he waited and watched the changes first.

"Boom!" A loud bang suddenly made a loud noise in the sect, and the faces of the three of them changed in unison, and they hurriedly flashed out.

When he arrived at the place where the sound came, a white-robed martial artist was proudly suspended in mid-air, looking at the Qingjing Sect martial artists below with contempt.

It's as if they're just insignificant, tiny ants who can take their lives at any moment.

Half of the inner city walls, which had been preliminarily built, collapsed, and more than a dozen disciples were crushed in the ruins, and their lives were uncertain.

"Martial arts and powerhouse!" The three of them were slightly startled, and then looked at the three stars embroidered on the man's white robe, and they already knew it in their hearts.

It seems that the Sanxingzong has suffered a loss from the Yongcheng Army, and it really has set its sights on the Qingjing Sect.

Especially now that there are rumors of the tomb of Wu Ru, if you don't seize the opportunity to ask the teacher for the crime, it will be stupid.

Zhuang Yichen's anger suddenly surged, and he hissed at those disciples: "Don't hurry up and save people!"

The disciples who had been frightened woke up from a dream at this time, and hurriedly took out their weapons to dig up the boulders that had caused blockages in the ruins.

"It's not a small daring!" the white-robed man let out a strange laugh, which made the pores creep.

"The first seat of the Qingjing Sect's Law Enforcement Hall and Guzhu, dare to ask Your Excellency what advice you have here!" He Guzhu asked lightly.

"I just want to ask, are you Qingjing Sect willing to surrender to my three-star sect!" said the white-robed man gloomily.

"This is the ancestral inheritance, and this seat dare not give it up!" He Guzhu replied calmly.

"Then, you can only die!" the white-robed man grabbed directly at He Guzhu with one hand.

The latter naturally couldn't sit still, and a big pure sword clamp blasted towards the white-robed man with a terrifying light.