At this time, the young psychic master of the Martial Saint Sect came back, and his face seemed a little pale, which showed that the psychic master was not an easy thing.

Although Mu Yanran's mental age is said to be an old woman in her early fifties, her face is still in her early twenties, and she saw her holding the young man with a charming face, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Xing, I'm bothering you this time." ”

Mu Yanran was very polite, because this Xingchi, as a psychic, was also a Xuanzong quadruple, and when superimposed, even Yi Tianqiong was not afraid.

"Haha, when did Senior Sister Yanran be polite to me?"

Xingchi smiled, took the tissue handed to him by Mu Yanran, wiped the sweat, and then smiled: "This time, I am also worthy of my mission, the 'Jiaolong' said that it takes five earth-level superlative treasures, plus three heavenly treasures, to be able to exchange." ”

"Five earthly treasures, three heavenly treasures? ”

Mu Yanran was a little dignified when she heard this, although the treasures that surpassed the heavenly grade were against the sky, but the five earth-grade treasures and the three heaven-grade treasures were really difficult to find.

"Phew..."

Just when they were annoyed, a sword light swept through the sky, it was Ling Yun and Tang Xian'er.

After eight Shichen's flights, they passed through a country on the way, and Tang Xian'er still needed to eat, so they delayed for a while, but it was not too late.

Mu Yanran stared at Ling Yun and Tang Xian'er, a little jealous, one male, one female, the man was handsome and chic, and the woman was like a fairy, no matter from which point of view, they were all stronger than their Martial Saint Sect disciples.

"Who are you, and why did you come to the Dead Sea?"

This is Yi Tianqiong who spoke, his eyes stared at Ling Yun and the others, without the slightest aura, but he was able to step on the void, which is not something that ordinary people can do.

As soon as he arrived, Ling Yun was reprimanded by the unkind words, he frowned, and looked at Yi Tianqiong and the others.

Even though the three of them have a restrained atmosphere, how can Ling Yun's extraordinary perception be vegetarian?

As soon as he came, he had insight into the cultivation of the three people, one of the fourfold Xuanzong, one of the sixfold Xuanzong, and one was a little special, it was just a threefold Xuanzong, but that special power belonged to the psychic, and the threefold Xuanzong had the power of the sixfold Xuanzong.

"At this age, as expected, he should be a disciple of the Martial Saint Sect, but I didn't expect to meet it so soon..."

Ling Yun's eyes drooped slightly.

Yi Tianqiong and Mu Yanran were wearing clothes with a real dragon tattooed on them, not surprisingly, it was estimated that they were disciples of the Martial Saint Sect, and which psychic master was different, he was wearing the unique clothes of a psychic master, which was said to have the effect of strengthening the soul.

Ling Yun was a little curious, what was so special about these "super geniuses who used to look up to".

After all, he used to be the third prince, and he knew since he was a child that he was a martial saint sect above Daxia, and he could step into the intermediate Xuanzong if he stepped into it, but he rarely saw a disciple of the martial saint sect.

After all, how remote is Great Xia? Even any disciple of the Martial Saint Sect can be destroyed, and it belongs to a place where birds don't, and it is strange that a disciple comes.

But is he just curious, afraid?

It doesn't exist, since he came out of the wilderness, he is really not afraid of the Martial Saint Sect, in the final analysis, the Martial Saint Sect is also the three Xuanzun.

Now that he has cultivated to the third-grade sword technique, he uses the intermediate sword soul, not to mention Xuanzong, Xuanzun can be killed.

"What are you looking at? Believe it or not, gouged out your eyes?"

Mu Yanran seemed to be a little angry, her beautiful eyes were full of disdain, and she complained: "What kind of person, I don't understand the rules at all." ”

Ling Yun didn't bother to pay attention to it, he looked at the sea, it was a big terror!

But what's the use?

For him, if that beast doesn't hand over the treasure, the only end is death, he won't pity the beast, after all, the treasure is obtained by the capable, and if he doesn't have the strength, he wants to occupy the treasure?

This one reason is enough to make you die without a place to be buried.

"Damn, don't you understand people?"

Yi Tianqiong was a little annoyed, as a disciple of the Martial Saint Sect, he had to keep a low profile when he came out of the Martial Saint Sect, in this kind of wild place, no one had ever dared to ignore them, Ling Yun, he was the first!

"You three, kill them for me!"

He pointed at Ling Batian and them, for them, killing a piece of garbage is simply dirty their own hands, and it just so happens that Ling Batian and their free big hands are not in vain.

"Kill me?"

The corners of Ling Yun's mouth rose, his gaze swept over the cold light, and suddenly his gaze fell on Ling Batian, and his heart was stunned, isn't this his uncle?

Immediately, his playful arc became even stronger, bullying the sky, notoriously ignoring power, but I don't know, what happened back then, can he have a share?

At this time, the Dugu swordsman seemed to have discovered something, he remembered the incident that happened in the Firmament Heavenly Fire City, the Heavenly Fire Sect was destroyed, and he was also a black-robed young man, just like the black-robed young man in front of him, with a peerless beauty, and most importantly, this peerless beauty he seemed to have seen.

"You... Are you Tang Xian'er of the Tang family?"

Dugu Swordsman's voice trembled a little when he spoke, because, if she was really Tang Xian'er, then wouldn't this black-robed young man be a sword boy?

After all, Tang Xian'er has changed so much since she cultivated the sword technique that her temperament is completely different, and her body is so pure that she doesn't even have a magazine.

Tang Xian'er's face remained unchanged, and she didn't respond, she stayed quietly behind Ling Yun, Firmament Empire?

For her, her family members are long gone, and the Firmament Empire has been forgotten by her.

"Do you recognize her?"

Yi Tianqiong frowned, although he didn't know who Tang Xian'er was, but the one who could make the Dugu swordsman tremble was probably the intermediate Xuanzong, right?

However, he looked at Ling Yun and Tang Xian'er and shook his head secretly.

At their age, don't say that the Intermediate Xuanzong, even the Intermediate Xuanhuang is a supreme genius in the Martial Saint Sect, not to mention the natives from the wilderness of the Firmament Empire?

"Seniors, it's them! Who has committed a heinous crime in my Firmament Empire, Divine Sword Prince! Please also ask your seniors to kill, and my Firmament Empire will be greatly grateful!"

Although the Dugu Swordsman was sure that Ling Yun, the Divine Sword Prince, had the strength of an intermediate Xuanzong, it was just like that, but, higher?

It is absolutely impossible, otherwise, they are tired and tired, and they want to break through the intermediate Xuanzong, isn't it a joke?

Therefore, Yi Tianqiong is the sixth level of Xuanzong, and he is almost able to break through the high-level Xuanzong in one step, what kind of bullshit sword boy will be an opponent?

As for whether Yi Tianqiong would kill Ling Yun, he was not worried at all, after all, the firmament was a subsidiary force of the Martial Saint Sect.

"Excalibur?"

Ling Batian's eyes were a little solemn, he looked at Ling Yun, and there was a strange sense of familiarity, it seemed that he was a person who had known each other for more than ten years, but when he thought about it, the so-called Divine Sword Master in front of him, but the intermediate Xuanzong, how could he know him?

He shook his head, and secretly said in his heart, he is a dying person anyway, so why bother thinking about it?

The shadowless swordsman doesn't mention how shocking it is, isn't the god-like figure who made a fuss before?

Why, within a few days, he ran into it, originally he thought that the Divine Sword Boy was wearing a black robe, just to cover his old face, but who would have thought that the noisy Divine Sword Boy would be such a young man?

"Divine Sword Prince, depending on your age, being able to have an intermediate Xuanzong can be regarded as a genius, why don't you join my Martial Saint Sect?"

Yi Tianqiong appreciated Ling Yun a little, after all, he had been Xuanzong before he had fallen twenty?

Even if Ling Yun's age does not match his appearance, then, Ling Yun's age is at most in his early fifties, right?

At this age, I'm afraid that the Holy Son of the Martial Saint Sect is difficult to compare, right?

"Martial Saint Sect, take me, I don't think it's necessary. ”

Ling Yun felt a little funny, why didn't he scold him just now, and even let Ling Batian kill him, and now he wants to recruit him as soon as he learns that his talent is good?

Mo said that his current strength doesn't even need to be taken into account by the Martial Saint Sect, even if he doesn't have his current strength, so what?

He was still too lazy to enter the Martial Saint Sect with someone like Yi Tianqiong, and then he looked at Ling Batian, how could he not notice Ling Batian's gaze?

"You recognize me?"

The corners of Ling Yun's mouth went up, with a hint of evil smile.

Ling Batian was stunned for a moment, did he recognize him?

He was a little confused, what kind of relationship could he have with the Divine Sword Prince?

Before Ling Batian could speak, Yi Tianqiong was the first to speak, he was a little angry, after all, he kindly offered to solicit him, but he didn't expect that this so-called Divine Sword Boy would dare to refuse him?

Fang Cai Lingyun ignored him, and now he is rejecting him, who is he?

Disciples of the dignified Martial Saint Sect, how can they say, when they come to this wild place, everyone has to treat them respectfully, why is it that today, a young man with a little cultivation dares to ignore him and reject him?

This made him slightly angry, and as for anger, in his opinion, the frog at the bottom of a well in a wild place was not worth it.

"No, no, no, it's just..."

Ling Batian hurriedly shook his head, his eyes kept scanning Ling Yun, the more he felt that this was familiar, it seemed that he had known each other for many years, but he just couldn't recognize it.

"He seems to be a person from my Great Xia, it's just that he is familiar, and maybe he is a disciple of the top talent of some force, in order to protect him, he also hid him. ”

"Didn't recognize?"

Ling Yun narrowed his eyes, he had indeed changed a little bit, Ling Batian could be regarded as having seen him at the beginning, but he didn't expect that he still didn't recognize it.

Immediately, he took out a jade pendant from his arms, and there was a faint golden aura in the jade pendant, and the jade pendant was engraved with the word "cloud".

That was the Ninety-Five, the unique true dragon qi.

That's right, this is a token of being the third prince, but after so many years of precipitation, the original abundant true dragon qi is about to dry up.

However, for so many years, he has remained with him, in order to meet people from the royal family in the future, in case he does not recognize him.

As long as it is royal, it is impossible for no one not to recognize this jade pendant, and the same is true for Ling Batian.