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The Gu worms inhabiting the box in her hand did not move from beginning to end, showing that Gu Xiaoshuang and his party did not move.

"It's boring. Yan Qingyu sighed heavily, waiting is really the most grinding thing for someone of her temperament, especially when there is nothing to do when waiting.

On this day and night, she had reached the limit of her patience, and she really couldn't wait.

Why don't you take a look?

Yan Qingyu blinked, anyway, it's night, there is a cover of night, even if the monk can use divine thoughts to perceive, but no one has the habit and ability to exude divine thoughts anytime and anywhere, after all, disseminating divine thoughts consumes both true qi and spirit.

With Yan Qingyu's current cultivation, the divine thoughts that emitted fifty or sixty times of the limit distance would be completely exhausted.

As long as the distance of three miles is guaranteed, it is good.

Yan Qingyu thought very seriously that Sanli was absolutely unattainable for the Seventh-Order Cultivator's Divine Mind Scanning Range.

As long as she is guaranteed to be three miles away, she will definitely not be discovered.

Just do it, don't think about it, this is Yan Qingyu's style.

After all these things, Yan Qingyu also began to think about some details, and felt that there was no problem, so he did not hesitate at all.

Yan Qingyu moved forward in the dark, relying on the Gu worms in the box to guide the way forward.

It didn't take too long for Yan Qingyu to climb the mountainside of a mountain peak, and looking at it from a cliff on the mountainside, it was enough to see that there was a grass house in the mountains, a ray of light shone out of the window of the grass house, and there was a vague figure sitting in the courtyard.

And the second person Zi'er said couldn't see where at all, maybe he was hiding, maybe he left quietly.

Yan Qingyu's own divine thoughts couldn't spread to that side, so he just looked at it.

The man of the sword cave?

Yan Qingyu blinked, thought about it carefully, and finally remembered this sect.

His master Yan Tianjun doesn't seem to be very friendly with this sect, and it seems that there is still an inseparable hatred.

Don't let yourself meet the junior disciples of their sect, or ...... I have to teach them how to behave.

Thinking of this, Yan Qingyu couldn't help but clench his fists fiercely.

Yan Qingyu lay on the cliff and looked at it for a while, and found that the man was motionless, very boring, and couldn't help but lose a trace of interest, so he stood up and wanted to leave.

As soon as Yan Qingyu turned around, she saw an old man in a straight gray robe with a white goatee straightening his body and looking at her silently.

Yan Qingyu was suddenly startled, his pupils suddenly constricted, and he took a few steps back before he said with great vigilance: "Who are you?"

"Are you the owner of this Gu worm?" the old man narrowed his eyes, raised his right hand behind his back slightly, and then took out a beetle, "I've been waiting for you for a few days, why did you come at this time." ”

As he spoke, the old man threw the beetle up, and an invisible sword intent appeared out of thin air, suddenly smashing the beetle to pieces, and he didn't even have time to scream.

"Squeak-"

A long and mournful sound suddenly sounded in the box Yan Qingyu was holding in his hand, as if he was crying.

The old man smiled slightly, and then said, "Are you from the Ghost Kingdom?" or from the Demon Realm?"

Yan Qingyu frowned slightly, people from the ghost country?

Didn't he know himself?

Yan Qingyu immediately smiled and said, "Senior, I am from the Demon Realm.

"People from the Demon Realm?" the old man slowly clenched his fists before he said very seriously, "Then may I ask the girl, which country are you from?"

Yan Qingyu was speechless for a while, which country?

How does she know what countries are in the Demon Realm, although she is a demon race, but she is also a native of the Demon Realm, and she knows anything about where the Demon Realm comes from.

"It turned out to be from the ghost country. The old man smiled slightly, "I was still suspicious of that rumor, but now it seems to be true." ”

"What rumors?" Although Yan Qingyu was afraid, he couldn't help frowning, listening to the old man's tone, it seemed that the rumor was related to the ghost country.

"Why should the little girl pretend to be confused?" the old man laughed dryly, "Then let me tell you, unlock the core of the secret of the ghost country, the switch jade that has been left outside." ”

"Switch Jade?" Yan Qingyu frowned, "What Switch Jade?"

The old man frowned slightly, sighed and said, "Since you are from the ghost country, you are not the only one who wants to come here, so ask the people behind you to come out." ”

Yan Qingyu smiled slightly, and then said, "Then do you want to guess the senior, where is he?"

The old man frowned slightly, and said in a sudden voice: "The old man doesn't have time to play these tricks with you." ”

As soon as the old man's voice fell, Yan Qingyu felt a heavy pressure suddenly pressing on his body, directly pressing Yan Qingyu's mouth to spit blood, and he couldn't even stand and fell to the ground directly, and then he couldn't even stand upright, and the whole person fell down.

The coercion made Yan Qingyu extremely uncomfortable, as if a mountain was pressed on his body, although Yan Qingyu gritted his teeth and tried his best to support it, he couldn't support it.

Yan Qingyu supported the ground with both palms, and countless cracks suddenly appeared under her palms, and her entire arm trembled.

The blood at the corners of his mouth and the beads of sweat the size of beans on his forehead rolled down, dripping to the ground in an instant.

"Where is the man behind you?" said the old man.

Yan Qingyu was silent, and the pressure on her body suddenly became heavier and heavier, she only felt a sharp pain in her wrist and wrist bones, and the sound of "clicking" of broken bones was endless.

"Poof—"

Yan Qingyu spurted out another mouthful of blood, his arm couldn't support it, and the whole person was pressed forward and fell forward, so he could only support the ground with his forearm, still gritting his teeth, except for some painful moans.

"Do you still have a hard mouth?" the old man frowned, "don't say anything more...... But he's going to die. ”

"To die...... It's an old guy like you who dies first. Yan Qingyu's eyes were bloodshot, he clenched his teeth, and slowly spit out words word by word.

"Heh, that's a hard bone. The old man said, smiling slightly, "I'll give you another chance." ”

As the old man spoke, the coercion increased again, Yan Qingyu's entire body was completely attached to the earth, cracks spread out from under Yan Qingyu's body, and blood gushed out.

Yan Qingyu felt that her whole body was about to be crushed into meat sauce, and she was about to lose it.

"I ...... I said, it's the ...... of Wu Guo" Yan Qingyu spurted out a few mouthfuls of viscous blood that shattered his viscera, and his seven orifices were slowly bleeding.

"Wu Kingdom?" the old man frowned.

"Right...... Umno ...... Let's ......" Yan Qingyu doesn't want to support it anymore, she still wants to live after all, even if this answer will pull Wu Guo into the water, but at least it can solve the urgent need.

"Is there an alliance between the Witch Kingdom and the Ghost Country?" the old man frowned slightly, "What good is it for the Witch Kingdom to wade into this troubled water?"

Yan Qingyu closed his eyes and gasped, "I don't know." ”

The old man was silent for a moment before he said, "I know, since that's the case...... You too can die. ”

Yan Qingyu sneered, this result was not unexpected.

So she hates these people, with a honey-bellied sword, two sides and three swords, even if they are all old people who have been famous for a long time, but they still ignore faith and righteousness, and they are the most vicious.

Who said that the people of the ghost kingdom are demons?

Where did such a person come from to have the courage to say that the people of the ghost country are demons who have killed countless people?

Yan Qingyu's eyes showed a bit of contempt, but unfortunately the old man couldn't see it at all.

The old man slowly held the sword in his hand, and a sword rainbow came out with it, and it fell towards Yan Qingyu's body.

To kill, of course, it is better to use a sword.

The sword light flowed, but a blue light behind Yan Qingyu suddenly appeared, colliding abruptly with the long sword in the old man's hand.

"When—"

With a crisp sound, the attack of the old man's long sword was suddenly blocked.

The old man looked at the emerald branch that suddenly stretched out to block his sword with some surprise, and couldn't help but show a little surprise.

The green leaves on the branches were as fresh as if they had just been rinsed by water, as if they could pinch out the water.

Wisps of hazy clouds diffused between the branches, as if they were a sea of clouds, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura.

"This ...... Seems like a good thing. The old man's eyes showed a bit of greed, "If you guessed correctly...... I'm afraid this is just an imperial weapon, right?"

The emperor's weapon is a magic weapon refined by the emperor.

Even though there has not been a great emperor in the world for five or six thousand years, a considerable part of the magic weapons of those deceased emperors are still circulating in the world.

Although the monk is unable to exert the strength of these imperial weapons because of his cultivation, it will also greatly improve the actual combat effectiveness of the monk.

Today, when the treasures of heaven and earth are gradually disappearing, there are not many battles between monks to snatch the treasures of heaven and earth, but it is the mainstream to snatch some ancient magic weapons, especially imperial weapons.

A sect with an imperial weapon has more dependence, although the imperial weapon may not choose a master, but at least ...... It's much stronger than a normal magic weapon.

There used to be three emperor weapons in the Proud Sword Cave Heaven, but the two strongest ones were lost, and now there is only the last one left, but one master has been chosen.

He was also extremely eager to get the imperial weapon, and if he could get it, even if he couldn't be recognized by this imperial weapon, he would be able to break through the confinement of hundreds of years.

The old man's gaze was filled with endless greed, endless longing, and the light flickered in his eyes.

He swallowed, then slowly extended his hand to the girl.

"The seniors did this...... Isn't it okay?" a slightly mocking female voice suddenly sounded, the old man was slightly startled, and when he turned around, he saw a woman.

It was a white-clothed and masked woman, with a very slender and straight figure, with her hands behind her back, revealing a pair of white veiled eyes looking at the old man, with some disdain in her eyes.

"Who are you hiding your head and showing your face!" the old man said loudly, but he didn't have any confidence in his heart, he didn't take advantage of his distraction to sneak attack him, and he also covered up talking to him, and the opponent didn't seem to take him seriously at all.

The woman smiled slightly and said, "Eighty years ago, I went to the Proud Sword Cave Heaven with my master, have you forgotten it?"