Before Yun Chujiu's words fell, Emperor Beiming had already jumped over, and before the person arrived, an ice dragon pounced on the swamp mud Jiao.

Yun Chujiu was stunned!

It was the first time she had seen Emperor Beiming use spiritual power to attack, and it was solved with a wave of his sleeves before, but she had never seen him use spiritual power to attack, it turned out that the little white face was a mutated ice spirit root!

It's just that the Ice Spirit Root shouldn't be an ice arrow? For Mao Xiaobai's face, you can make such a's ice dragon come out?Hey, I have time to ask Xiaobai's face, when my thunder spirit power is used, how shiny it will be to transform into a phoenix!

When the swamp mud dragon saw the ice dragon rushing towards it, he was terrified in his heart, and wanted to retract into the swamp, but he thought that the ice dragon turned in a different direction and went straight to its eyes and bit it!

Where has the swamp mud Jiao ever seen a spiritual attack that can turn around? For a moment, he was a little confused, where would Yun Chujiu let go of these good opportunities, and several bolts of lightning slashed towards the swamp mud Jiao's eyes one after another.

In order to avoid the ice dragon, the swamp mud Jiao had no choice but to be struck by a lightning strike from Yun Chujiu, screamed miserably, and dived into the mire.

Emperor Beiming conjured up an ice dragon again, and the ice dragon actually dived into the mire, and the mire churned for a while, and after a while, the corpse of the mud Jiao floated. The ice dragon also turned into a little aura and disappeared.

Di Beiming also came to Yun Chujiu's side at this time: "Are you okay?"

Yun Chujiu's starry eyes flashed: "Male god, you were so cool just now! Handsome! It's incomparable!"

Di Beiming smiled faintly: "We'll talk later, let's get out of this swamp first." ”

Blood Wuji pursed his lips in the back, hum, what's the big deal, isn't it just cool?

An hour later, everyone in the Linghua Sect finally passed through the swamp, and when they counted the number of people, twelve disciples died in the swamp.

Everyone didn't have time to be sentimental, so they continued to hurry up, so as not to waste the precious time of searching for treasures in the ancient sword mound.

Yun Chujiu simply wiped the mud on his face with a handkerchief, and then couldn't wait to ask Emperor Beiming: "Male god, is it an ice dragon for Mao's spiritual power?" Teach me quickly, I will also make a phoenix, we are just a couple!"

Blood Wuji came over from the side: "Little Ninth Sister, don't let some people deceive you! In fact, this is just a spiritual power transformation, and when you reach the level of the Spirit Sect, you can do it too! It's just that the objects that have just been transformed are relatively simple." ”

"Brother Wuji, what can you conjure?" Yun Chujiu asked curiously.

"Little Sister Jiu, the dragon thing is just like that, brother, I can conjure up a huge skull, it's very bullforked!" said Xue Wuji proudly.

After Xue Wuji finished speaking, he raised his hand and attacked a bush next to him, the huge skull was like a hurricane, and the shrub was suddenly twisted into powder: "How about it, little ninth sister, my brother's skull is powerful, right?!"

Yun Chujiu nodded: "Although it is a little worse than the male god's ice dragon, it is still quite powerful, Brother Wuji, you are the wind spirit root?"

When Di Beiming heard Yun Chujiu say this, the corners of his mouth curled, Blood Wuji, do you still want to compare with me?

Blood Wuji said unconvinced: "Yes, I am Feng Linggen, Little Ninth Sister, you will find that my skull is much more powerful than the ice dragon with facial paralysis in the future." ”

When Yun Chujiu was about to speak, he heard a cheer in front of him: "The Ancient Sword Shrine has arrived!"