It seemed that Wu Yixue was still lightly injured, and in less than a moment, he was already able to barely sacrifice the Soul Sword, and the long sword stabbed towards Wei Wuchen, Wei Wuchen's eyes showed a fierce color, but the true qi couldn't be raised, so he had to squirt out a mouthful of essence blood and spray it on the Dao robe, the Dao robe instantly absorbed the essence blood, bulging high, and a blood-red light shield rose, firmly protecting Wei Wuchen.

"Another vestment!"

Cultivation is not in the Divine Soul Realm, and it cannot fly with its own strength, and the magic clothes containing the formation can make the monks in the physical body realm float in the void, and there is a large protective array in the magic clothes, even if there is no true qi, it can be activated with essence blood and automatically protect the master.

Wu Yixue was really angry, and the power of the Soul Sword was much worse, and it stabbed on the light mask, and the light mask swayed, but it was not broken.

"Hmph, stinky girl, how can you break through my Chiyang Heavenly Clothes with your current strength. Wei Wuchen sneered.

"Old thief, if you really dare to be stubborn when you are on the verge of death, see how much essence blood you still have to borrow, if you can still block my ten swords, I, Wu Yixue, will be removed from the sect realm. ”

Wu Yixue, she is Wu Yixue, Shen Lao once mentioned this name to him, he is the most talented disciple in the sect world in the past ten years, he stepped into the realm of martial saints before he was twenty years old, and he can be called the first master of the younger generation, but Shen Lao did not tell Gao Zhiyuan about his injury by Wu Yixue, so Gao Zhiyuan was just shocked by her name.

Wu Yixue let out a long roar, and slashed down seven swords in a row,

Wei Wuchen saw that he had been seen through by the other party, his face was hideous, he no longer had the style of Dao Bone Immortal Style, his eyes were vicious, the seven swords were faster than the other, and after the seven swords, the essence and blood in the Chiyang Heavenly Clothes had also been exhausted, and the brilliance flashed a few times, and it was dim.

"What I can't get, you can't think of," Wei Wuchen's face showed a look of despair, and his whole body turned red.

"The blood shadow is full of gods, and the soul is wandering for nine days. ”

With a loud shout, a white light flew out from Wei Wuchen's head, and it didn't enter the golden bell, and in an instant, the golden bell began to rotate wildly, and flew into the air with a "suddenly" sound, turning into a golden light and flying through the air.

"Damn!" Wu Yixue scolded, and her true qi drove the magic robe, flying into the air, chasing the golden light.

The separation of the divine soul from the body can only be done by the strong people of the divine soul realm, Wei Wuchen is only refining god-level cultivation, and with the help of secret methods, he can only ensure that the divine soul will not disperse for a while, if no one rescues him, it will dissipate sooner or later, but the golden bell is a strange treasure, in the past few months of sacrifice, Wei Wuchen found that it can absorb the soul, and in desperation, he integrated his divine soul into the golden bell, trying to escape with his life, as for how to get out of the golden bell after losing the physical body, he didn't think about it at all.

After a short time, the two rays of light, one gold and one white, disappeared into the sky, and Gao Zhiyuan let out a sigh of relief before he dared to come out from behind the rock. The fight of the Martial Saint is not at all what he can afford now, even the aftermath can kill him.

Seeing that there was no one alive, Gao Zhiyuan no longer hesitated, and walked to Wei Wuchen's side first, that Wei Wuchen's soul left his body, leaving behind only a shell, Gao Zhiyuan was not polite, and looted a lot, a magic robe, a few talismans, a few bottles of pills, but there was no magic weapon.

Ouyang Kong's Killing King Fist is a good thing, but it has been broken by Wu Yixue, and it is useless, Senior Brother Luo's three-point Guiyuan sword fell to the side, but Gao Zhiyuan didn't dare to take it, this thing is too eye-catching, if it is revealed, it will be a big trouble, whether it is the cannibalistic door rules or Luo Changfeng, he will not let him go.

Thinking that Ouyang Kong had been a thief for many years, his net worth must be rich, and there must be a place to hide treasures, Gao Zhiyuan thought about it, and plundered into the cave where Wei Wuchen came out.

The cave is not big, and the corners are full of gold, silver and jewelry, and Gao Zhiyuan is not very interested in these things, so he can't take them all away. There are a few boxes on the other side, and when I open it, all of them are shiny stones, each of which is the size of a palm, is this the Yuan Qi Stone?

Gao Zhiyuan picked up a piece casually, and sure enough, it was full of vitality, and as soon as it was running, the rolling vitality slowly flowed out, and the whole body was refreshed, it was really a good thing, with the vitality stone, it was easier to practice.

A few boxes of vitality stones were not easy to take away, so Gao Zhiyuan had to move the boxes to the back mountain and find a place to hide them. When I was about to leave, I saw a small box in the corner, shabby and old, inconspicuous, but the surface was smooth, obviously someone often held it in his hand to figure it out, and it was a yellowed picture scroll when it was opened, like a fragment of a book, not like ordinary paper, non-juan non-paper, but very tough, and the handwriting was a little blurred, but it should not be the Da Zhou script, it looked like it was some years old, and I didn't have time to look at it carefully, so I put it away casually.

After looking around for another week, he made sure that nothing was missing, and flew away.

Back at the bottom of the mountain, Luo Changfeng and the other disciples of the Three Holy Sects had not woken up yet, Gao Zhiyuan breathed a sigh of relief, and lay down on the side, pretending to be stunned by the golden bell.

After about three or four hours, the disciples of the Three Holy Sect woke up one after another, all of them were stunned by the golden bell, and there were no external injuries on their bodies, but their minds were still a little unclear.

Recalling the battle between the two just now, everyone still had lingering palpitations, especially Senior Brother Luo, although he recovered his three-point Guiyuan sword, but the spirituality on the sword was greatly lost, and the magic clothes on his body were also damaged, and this mission was a heavy loss for him.

The disciples cleaned the battlefield again, and Ouyang Kong's head was in hand, as well as a lot of gold, silver and jewelry, and it was not considered to be empty-handed.

Senior Brother Luo's face turned blue and shouted, "The corpse is burned, return to the sect." ”

But one day, the group returned to Luoxia Mountain.

After returning to the Three Holy Sects, Gao Zhiyuan rushed back to his room under the pretext of being a little drowsy, and closed the door tightly.

The others were put aside first, and the green seal was taken out first, this time it was all thanks to this green seal to protect the body, so that he was not injured by the golden bell, what is this green seal, and its quality is probably not under the golden bell, is it also a magic weapon? But he can't sacrifice, I'm afraid it's still too low.

After playing with the green seal for a while, he put it away, took out the Chiyang Heavenly Clothes again, and unfolded it to watch, this magic robe is just an underwear, thin as cicada wings, light as nothing, the two martial saints fought without damaging the magic robe, and this clothing is invulnerable, blood drips, and it slides down with a slight shake, and its toughness and defense are not the same as the Taoist robe he wears.

Gao Zhiyuan put the Chiyang Heavenly Clothes on his body, his true qi sank, and he felt that the large formations in the magic clothes were slowly running, and after counting, there were eighteen formations engraved, Wei Wuchen may have died, and the true qi imprint left on the magic robe has begun to dissipate, Gao Zhiyuan's true qi easily broke through the formation, controlled the core, and imprinted his true qi on the core formation of the magic robe, and the place where his heart moved, it was already suspended in the air.

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