This sword is ...... It's definitely the brown aura that appeared on the screen before the space exploded before!

The seat of the East Bureau suddenly came to consciousness.

Sure enough, just like the mansion master's analysis, that spirit sword is very extraordinary!

This is an indescribable feeling, it is difficult to describe in words, the sword has not yet approached, and the great oppressive force is far away.

After getting familiar with this light, the Eastern Bureau finally saw the sword body of the spirit sword from the light.

This is actually ...... Is it a peachwood sword?

It's just a peachwood sword, why is it that kind of abnormal data with nine question marks?

Although judging from the sword qi, this sword does seem to be very strong...... But the middle-aged man felt that there was something wrong with the instrument used to detect the combat power index of the magic weapon!

"Anyway, since the mansion wants to find you, I have to take you back first."

The seat of the Eastern Bureau frowned, stared at this gorgeous sword, and raised his hand to sacrifice a few small flags, the flagpoles of these small flags were as black as ink, and they were covered with fine lines. Catch the wind and quickly zoom around yourself.

In an instant, a spatial force formed, turning into a barrier to resist this pressure.

Wang Ling and Di Lei Zhenjun were in the bedroom on the second floor, looking at this scene from afar, Wang Ling could tell at a glance the age of this flag, at least it was also a product of ancient times, similar to the age of the black short sword left by the old devil before.

"The heritage of this immortal mansion is actually so profound?" Di Lei Zhenjun couldn't help but sigh.

Because according to Tan Qian's return, the person who came now was just a seat in the Eastern Bureau, at best, like the role of an elder of the outer gate. And such an elder of the outer gate actually holds the magic weapon of the ancient era in his hand, how rich is that group of inner gates?

With the protection of the law flag, the middle-aged man felt a lot less pressure, although he could not control these ancient law flags 100%, the power he exerted was very limited. However, in his opinion, the barrier constructed by the Ancient Law Banner composed of a first-class holy weapon was enough to block the invasion of this sword qi.

Moreover, it was not his only purpose to let the Dharma Banner Barrier protect himself.

His ultimate goal was to capture this spirit sword, and the magic flag that lingered around him was a powerful magic weapon that captured sword qi in ancient times to suppress the sword spirit.

"The Dharma Banner of this seat has captured countless spirit swords in ancient times, no matter how strong you are?" The seat of the East Bureau stared at the brown aura surging in front of him and sneered, he turned his palm, flashed a little divine wave, and the surrounding magic flags instantly scattered from the Liuhe Eight Desolations, and with the power of the law flags, the flagpoles were lined up in the void, turning into a huge cage.

"It's actually the Zhenling Banner?" Di Lei Zhenjun exclaimed and recognized the origin of these magic flags: "Once, many spirit swords that were famous on the sword list were tragically poisoned by this magic weapon, I heard that the person who created this town spirit banner had an unusual relationship with Han Lao Mo. ”

Wang Ling opened the Heavenly Eye to the extreme, and looked at the Zhenling Banner.

In the impression of Dian Lei Zhenjun, this should be the first time he has observed Wang Ling's state of opening the Heavenly Eye at close range, and the pupils scattered into golden petals seem to gather endless spiritual energy, giving people an unreal sense of fear.

He didn't dare to look directly, so he could only quietly observe with his peripheral vision......

Staring at the Void Spirit Banner, Wang Ling frowned deeply.

All the ancient artifacts that appear in the world now have one thing in common, that is, they have all lost their machine spirits. It is precisely because these are ownerless things that have lost their machine spirits that they are used by some monks now. An ancient magic weapon with a machine spirit, but it is impossible to drive it with the Transformation Stage.

However, through the Heavenly Eye, Wang Ling could see many strange laws lingering around this town spirit banner.

Therefore, this magic weapon was very strange in Wang Ling's eyes. He felt that someone was remotely manipulating the artifact, and this Eastern Bureau Seat might not be the real owner of the artifact.

This is a little bit strange for Wang Ling.

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At this time, the cage that the town spirit flag had turned into had already shrouded in shock.

The middle-aged man looked ahead with a calm expression, quietly waiting for the spirit of this peachwood sword to appear.

A moment later, he saw that under the cage, the spiritual light on the peachwood spirit sword dissipated and gradually transformed into its true form, this was a child in brown clothes and white robes, who looked like he was only ten years old, and his white little face was looking at him indifferently.

Jing Ke raised his head, looked at the huge Zhenling Banner cage, and sighed: "None, let's talk ......"

He originally thought that this was a magic weapon that could compete with him, so he conjured up his true form and came out to feel it himself, but the truth made him feel very disappointed.

About a dozen seconds later......

This cage was like the Golden Tower of the Heavenly King of Tota, and a purple light shot out from the bottom and shone on Jingke's body.

This is a special aura that can suppress the vast majority of spirit sword spirits in a very short period of time.

Under the light of purple aura, Jing Ke yawned, looked at it indifferently, did not resist, and there was no trace of waves on his face.

"It worked!" Seeing that Jing Ke did not move, the middle-aged man was overjoyed. The longer this purple light shines, the weaker the sword spirit will become.

So he stood in the distance, watching as he stood in the purple light as if he were baking a microwave......

Five minutes later......

"Enough time!" The middle-aged man was overjoyed in his heart, and slowly walked in the direction of Jingke, with a refreshing feeling of harvesting vegetables when he used to have fun on the farm.

He is one last step away from being promoted to the top of the Immortal Mansion!

He approached Jingke's side, knotted the Dharma seal in his hand, and finally held his hands high.

"Close!" With a loud shout, following the guidance of the purple light, he saw that the sword spirit in front of him was withdrawn into the cage little by little.

The huge cage in the void gradually shrank, and finally turned into the size of the palm of the hand, and fell into the hands of this Eastern Bureau Bureau.

That's it...... It worked?

The middle-aged man was carrying the cage and was overjoyed, it was all too smooth!

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The whole process was silent, and Wang Ling and Tuo Lei Zhenjun were both in the study on the second floor, watching everything indifferently.

Let Jingke be deliberately arrested, this is in Wang Ling's plan.

"I'm really wronged, Lord Ke."

Di Lei Zhenjun crossed his waist and watched the middle-aged man smile as far away as a two-hundred-pound child.

Now just wait for this Eastern Bureau Bureau to bring Jing Ke to the headquarters of the Immortal Mansion, as long as Wang Ling receives the signal from Jing Ke, Di Lei Zhenjun and Wang Ling will directly kill him.

"Now let's wait for Lord Jingke to send a signal, and then we will go directly to fight the local tyrants!" Di Lei Zhenjun said: "Oh yes, Brother Ling! Just now, the brothers and sisters in the group, as well as Luo Fat, all said that they wanted to participate in this operation. ”

Wang Ling: "? ”

Doulei Zhenjun: "It's common sense to call brothers and sisters when you fight local tyrants!" ”

Wang Ling: "......"

Di Lei Zhenjun was extremely excited: "This group of people in the Immortal Mansion must be fat!" ””