Everyone present understood that this sword must be the head of the real monarch, and daring to grab the sword with him was to seek death. Although they were all red-eyed, they could only sigh in their hearts, thinking about what they would say to congratulate the head of the sect when they got the sword, and also show that they had no thoughts of fighting this sword.

At this moment, Lu Xiaoding suddenly shouted loudly, "This sword has a weapon spirit, as long as you help me get out of here, he is willing to choose this person as the sword master!" The opportunity is rare, you don't need your divine sense to take possession, there is no danger of backlash, and you can pick up a magic weapon that is wholeheartedly good for you! ”

"You're me!" When Gong Xincai heard it, he was immediately dissatisfied with the sermon.

As soon as the words were shouted, the atmosphere of the ghost sect suddenly became strange. The question everyone thought about was not how to grab the sword, but whether they would be suspected of offending the head of the sect Zhenjun with this intention, so that the monks who were originally chasing Lu Xiaoding stopped and did not dare to grab this merit anymore.

If the waiting person accidentally escapes, the person closest to her will definitely be the most suspicious, and may be beaten to death by anger.

"Carving insect skills, the people I sent are all of one heart, how can they help you. Hand over your sword obediently, and I'll keep you with a whole corpse. The head of the house, Ha Lu Ha Da Lu, laughed, wanting to escape in this way, it was really too underestimated. It seems that she may have broken in with the help of this sword, but now the sword is about to change hands.

He wasn't worried at all about the disciples in the sect, who would dare to help her leave. Not to mention that it is in full view, even if it is quietly, he does not dare, his methods are known to everyone, and if you want to live rather than die, you can let it go.

"How can you talk nonsense! If something comes to save you, I don't have to follow him, what about the person I picked here. Gong Xincai said anxiously, he had met too many despicable villains, and he was worried that there were also such people who betrayed their teachers in order to seize the treasure.

Lu Xiaoding scolded angrily: "Shut up! If you yell like this, they will hear you. There is a kind of you shouting the name of the sword master, to see if they will kill him immediately, and the discord plan I finally came up with is ruined by you. He also said that he had seen a lot, and now he seems to be a braggart guy, what a fool! ”

“…… I thought you were telling the truth. Gong Xincai's face turned a little pale, because he lost face.

"You changed your name to empty brains!" Lu Xiaoding gave him a blank look, as long as someone is willing to help, it doesn't matter who he is. The most important thing now is not to escape from Lu, what are you afraid of with this little sacrifice, anyway, if you go out of Lu, you will meet your senior sisters, maybe the sword master will die in an hour.

This time, the monks of the Ghost Spirit Sect all had gloomy faces, if this person was telling the truth with a sword soul, it meant that one of them, except for the head of the True Monarch, was taken by the sound string sword.

But how is this good, the cultivation of the head of the true monarch is the highest, and he was actually excluded. Will he be angry and kill all the people directly! Everyone suddenly shuddered, feeling a chill in their backs, as if the killing intent of the head of the True Monarch had overflowed.

But everyone thinks that there are other possibilities for this, maybe it is just a ploy, trying to kill them, but in fact, they don't look at them at all.

"Master Zhenjun, that sword soul will definitely not look down on me." At this time, a foundation building monk stammered, looking at the head of the sect with a panicked face, as if he was the one.

The head of the sect Zhenjun is really in a bad mood now, the most powerful person here is himself, this sword soul still has to run, that is, the person who chooses is not himself. Could it be that among these disciples, who else is better than himself?

Thinking of this, he felt uncomfortable, although he also suspected that it was a conspiracy, but in an instant, he saw that all the disciples were not pleasing to the eye. I wish I could find this person out, make an excuse to crush his neck, and dare to grab a sword with myself.

But the most important thing at the moment is to take down the sword and the people first, and then slowly clean them up. Thinking of this, he threw a long gray rope at Lu Xiaoding as soon as he flipped his hand, and this rope was like a flying snake, swimming quickly in the air and heading straight towards her.

This is the trapped immortal binding he refined, which is usually used to bind monks and catch them alive, but as long as they are entangled by it, it will be difficult to use spiritual power. Unless the opponent's spiritual power is strong enough to break it, it will be captured.

As soon as Lu Xiaoding turned around, he shook the sword vigorously in his hand, and the blade of the string sword flew into the air, and suddenly a light and crisp flute sounded. This sound drilled into everyone's minds, and people couldn't give up when they heard it, and the sound was so ethereal that the soul was lost.

Everyone looked at the white light flashing from the string sword with a confused expression, and saw that the trapped immortal binding was broken in two and fell, and it was cut off by the string with just a light stroke.

"Good sword! Mortals also have this ability to use it, and it is worthy of a legendary treasure. "The head of the True Monarch is not angry but happy, this sword is really good, even if you have this sword, even if you lose the disciples of the entire Ghost Spirit Sect, it is very worthwhile.

I think that the predecessors who owned this sword back then swept through the evil sect and created one of the best evil sects now. That majesty and strength make people dare not look at it directly, and they can be wiped out by stepping on a small evil sect like them with just a few fingers.

Yuan Zhi covered his chest, very inconspicuous at this time, but he was not hidden and stood in a place where everyone could see.

Although the dialogue between Lu Xiaoding and Gong Xincai was low, even the people in the foundation building period could hear it clearly, let alone him as Jin Dan. He wanted this sword very much, but unfortunately he didn't know who the Lu Dao Sword Soul was interested in, even if he knew Lu Dao, it was useless, and the master would not let this sword fall into the hands of others.

What's more, I don't know who this sword is fancy, some people want to save it desperately, and I'm afraid they are also worried that they are just going to die in vain. After successfully rescuing Lu, come and say that you are not the sword master, then you are the most miserable person.

Everyone's thoughts are like this, to save people is to offend the head of the real king, and they are not sure that the person is themselves, and whoever comes out is looking for death.

At this time, Yuan Zhi heard Lu Xiaoding scolding Gong Xincai, but mentioned something that made him a little sensitive.

"Don't talk nonsense, let's run away, if it really doesn't work, don't ask for the sword master here, I'll give you the baby fan I got as a companion!"

He lowered his eyes, covered his wound and looked at the bluestone slab on the ground, and sat quietly. Fan...... There is no machine spirit in the devouring fan, and it is impossible to use it as a companion for the machine spirit, and the meaning of saying this sentence is to remind who is the chosen sword master.

It's really nerve-wracking, the action is so big, how can people help her. If the master knows that the Tao is true, the Yuan Shen will definitely take it to light the sky lantern, and there will be no peace forever.

Yuan Zhi didn't behave at all, he was more normal than those panicked Zhuji disciples, he didn't look at Lu Xiaoding and them, he just turned over the pill and took it to himself, breathing and wanting to recover faster.

But secretly, he really transmitted a message to Lu Xiaoding, "The red pillar under the ghost slave statue on the left, as long as you interrupt it, the ghost slave above will collapse." There is a ghost tree vine in the north of the woods under the mountain, and there is a cave that is hidden inside, which is very hidden, how to get there, you can see it yourself. ”

Lu Xiaoding smiled, although she couldn't transmit the sound, it didn't affect her ability to hear it. From the voice, it can be heard that it is the original, it seems that his own reminder has an effect, in the face of such a big temptation, if he can't hear it or dare not do it, then Gong Xincai doesn't need to look for him, a big waste of life.

"Thousands of ghosts and thousands of kills!" And at this time, the head of the sect Zhenjun didn't want to play anymore, and the Yuanying monk he thought was hidden hadn't been able to appear until now, but he was a little attracted by the sound string sword and couldn't stand it. So he directly released the big spell, planning to seriously injure the fleeing person and the divine soul with one move, anyway, the sword soul of the string didn't choose himself, and it was better to use the divine sense to control it if it was seriously injured.

As soon as thousands of ghosts were killed, a sharp cry suddenly came from the sky, the sound was very painful, and it seemed that people's hearts were pinched, and they were pinched hard when they screamed. The souls that flew out of nowhere were like tadpoles in a narrow pool, flying densely and in a daddle.

"There are so many souls, if only I could eat them all!" This time it was Lu Xiaoding's turn to be envious, she smacked her lips and only glanced at it, and then ran hard down the mountain. When passing by the huge ghost slave statue that was five or six feet high, she looked like she wanted to pull out the ghosts that were close to her, clenched the hilt of her sword with both hands, and shook it up with a loud roar.

The blade flew up and scattered the two souls, but the tip of the sword was too long, and it was drawn to a red pillar at once. I saw that the red pillar was broken into pieces in an instant, and then the mountain wall suddenly collapsed with a bang, and the ghost slave statue on the mountain wall was scattered into thousands of pieces of rubble and rolled down from the mountain wall.

Lu Xiaoding was right down here, and he was immediately buried by these rubble. At the same time, the thousands of ghosts were about to find out about to move, and suddenly lost their target.

I have never been able to use my divine sense to find Lu Xiaoding's head Zhenjun, and I have always stared at her with my eyes, and now that she is crushed under the rubble, she can't find where the target is.

"Up!" I can't take care of so much, how can there be a reason to take back the spell when it is released. With a wave of his hand, the sky was filled with dense souls and gathered together, forming a pitch-black skull with a moving mouth. The ghost cried and roared, and smashed his head on the pile of rubble, destroying most of the mountain rock that had collapsed a lot, and even affecting a temple above, and the whole fell into debris.

The head of the house, Zhenjun, scolded angrily: "Who put a pillar under this statue that is about to collapse, can this kind of thing be done!" It's not a waste of time to re-carve it, that's how lazy you are! ”

Everyone was silent, no one came forward to say that they had done it, and they did not identify anyone else. At this time, he suddenly remembered that it seemed that this red pillar was placed here by himself, and it was still a matter of his Jindan period at that time.

At that time, he was still a Jindan monk, and he was arranged to carve this ghost slave statue, because he was not happy in his heart, so he also messed up, and almost destroyed the carving on the side of this mountain wall. At that time, I was afraid of being punished, so I used this red pillar to stand below, and it was painted with a rock protection array, so as to keep the ghost slave statue from falling.

Fortunately, he was old and thick-skinned, coughed lightly and waved his hand and said, "Go and dig someone out for me, I'm going to suck her soul myself." ”

"Yes!" These poisonous smoke have caused everyone so much pain, they can't just be so easy.