Chapter 11: The Storm Moves!

The decisions made by several people at this time were surprisingly unanimous, they couldn't make a name for themselves in the black water pool, it was so dark that they couldn't even activate their divine sense, and they couldn't even peek into what situation was outside a half-foot radius!

In the black pool, it's too passive!

So in just a moment, they returned to the shore the same way they came, but fortunately the way back to the shore was not cut off!

Almost at the same time, the five of them returned to the deep, dim cave!

As soon as he landed on the shore, the cave wall above his head was suddenly broken, and the streamer overflowed!

This familiar opening is to use their toes to think about who they all know, and then, Feng Xuewei and the other three people except Miao Luoxin turned their hands and took out their magic weapons at the same moment when the streamer appeared!

Miao Luoxin knew at a glance that it was her senior sister who came, and she thought that she could hold the artifact with a little more possibility, and she was very happy, but in order to contain the four people below, she also took out her own mirror!

The atmosphere has plummeted to freezing!

However, Miao Luoxin didn't mean to be afraid at all, Senior Sister was the first person in the younger generation of Yuanying Cultivators of the Light Cloud Sect, and she didn't have the power to fight against the Ling Sword Sect!

As for the other three, hmph, that Feng Xuewei is not her opponent yet, how can she not contain the other two?

Thinking of this, Miao Luoxin's brows furrowed, and her heart suddenly chuckled!

Three? Three!

In addition to the Yuan Infant Cultivator of Ling Jian Sect, there were three people left!

So where did Mu Tian go!

As if a flash of light suddenly flashed in his mind, Miao Luoxin's eyes turned to the top of the tree in the middle of the floating island!

Between the layers of leaves, you can vaguely see a corner of the girl's clothes, and Miaoluo's heart falls again!

As long as the machine spirit is still there, there will be no problem, then Mu Tian is probably trapped under the black water pool!

It's just that the heart that has just been put down has been raised high again when the light has passed above the head, and when it finally shows its human form!

I saw that the person who fell down Jing Hai walked crookedly on the hairpin, and then looked at the pale face, the body was slightly unstable, and the smell of blood was all over his body, and the clothes were loosely on his body, and a few places had been torn!

The five people present really didn't expect that they would actually see such a scene!

The senior sister of the Qingyun Sect appeared in front of them in an embarrassed manner, and she was sure that she was here to grab the artifact and find fault instead of sending her to death?

Feng Xuewei looked at it carefully, and made sure that the woman in front of her, who went straight to Miaoluo's heart as soon as she came, was indeed injured, and put away her magic weapon, and said with a sarcastic smile on the corner of her mouth:

"I thought it was someone coming, the momentum was so huge, I thought it was the enemy who was coming, and I couldn't stop taking out the magic weapon as if it was right. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info turned out to be just the senior sister of the Light Cloud Sect?"

It turned out that it was just, but it was, and the figure of the woman who had just landed next to Miao Luoxin's body suddenly stopped!

Turning his head slowly, his eyes, as if he had been quenched by blood donation, quietly stared at Feng Xuewei, and the latter just had a cold arc on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of sarcasm!

He didn't even take her in his eyes at all! Or it could be said that he didn't take the Qingyun Sect in his eyes!

Miao Luoxin glared at Feng Xuewei fiercely, and stepped forward to ask very worriedly: "Senior sister, you are still fine, what happened now?"

The woman took a deep breath and then said slowly: "I received a letter from my junior sister and hurried to the Netherworld Cave, so I happened to meet Mu Tian of the Ten Thousand Killing Gate not far from the Netherworld Cave,"

Speaking of this, Miao Luoxin couldn't help but exclaim: "What!"

The next moment, her figure turned, like a lonely goose, falling crookedly on the treetops of the big tree in the middle of the floating island!

This female doll was indeed right in front of her, but she saw that something was wrong at a glance, and with a wave of her palm, a loud sound sounded, and everyone seemed to have just come back to their senses from the woman's words!

It's just that their faces are very ugly!

Mu Tian left everyone and left the Netherworld Ning Cave and injured the senior sister of the Light Cloud Sect, who is also a member of the Demon Sect, so it seems that there is no need to fight, the only reason is ......

The only reason is...

Machine Spirit!

Sure enough, this bang gave the answer, the machine spirit has disappeared!

Letting the trace of sword qi that remained after the bang rag in the palm of his hand, Miao Luoxin did not withdraw his hand!

His face was gloomy, and it seemed that a huge storm was brewing!

After the sword qi dissipated, a piece of rune paper fluttered down on the palm of her hand!

There are thousands of avenues in the world of cultivating immortals, and there is one of its own runes, which is to use spiritual power as a pen to condense different runes on the rune paper, and the different runes are different, and the role of the runes is also thousands!

The talisman left by Mu Tian retained a trace of his sword energy, and at the end he turned into a machine spirit!

Miao Luo's heart blinked, a touch of cruelty flashed in an instant, she held her hand lightly, and the rune paper was annihilated in the palm of her hand!

She quickly fell down from the tree and returned to her senior sister's side, arched her hand slightly to the four people opposite, turned over the bronze mirror in her hand, and took her and the senior sister to the outside of the Netherworld Cave, and the shadow was already gone in a moment, and only Miaoluo's words were left in the Netherworld Cave

"Everyone, the senior sister in the door is injured, Miao Mou is leaving, the artifact matter, Miao Mou is afraid that he will not be able to contribute with all the Taoist friends! Mu Tian took advantage of me to wait for the black water pool to secretly take away the machine spirit, what he said before was also suspicious, what the instrument spirit itself has no good or evil, and he chooses his own master, I am afraid that it is also his own words! Heh, it is also ironic!"

The voice was a little unwilling, and the darkness echoed in the Netherworld Ning Cave, the meaning could not be more obvious, the artifact matter, the Qingyun Sect probably would not be involved!

The rest of the people looked at each other, and in the end, they all said goodbye to each other, and they probably went back to the sect to ask for manpower and ideas!

In the world of cultivating immortals, the storm has risen again, and it has changed like this overnight!

Besides, Mu Tian took the winter beaver to break through the air, and in a moment he arrived at the gate of Wanjimen Mountain, without alarming anyone, he hurried back to his cave with the winter beaver!

It's just that he is the Yuanying overhaul after all, and he still went to the Yuanying overhaul of the Netherworld Ning Cave, and as soon as he fell under the sect, he was naturally discovered by a monk who did not pay attention, and this monk handed the news to Mu Tian's old rival in a blink of an eye!

Mu Tian returned to the sect with a female doll, and instead of reporting the situation in the Netherworld Cave to the head first, he went back to his cave to retreat.

The wind and clouds are moving, and a series of things caused by the winter beaver are fermenting one by one, changing the taste, and it is already out of control!

And the owner of the matter, Dong Li, is still unconscious, and as for Mu Tian, he has already expected a seven or eight for what happened here!

It's just that he didn't seem to care, sitting cross-legged quietly, and fell into cultivation!

Poor winter beaver, his whole body was injured and he was thrown aside like a rag!