As soon as the sword flew out of the treasure bag, Mo Wentian's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "I didn't expect that Chijin Daoyou actually has a metallic sword, I'm afraid this purple gold sword is made of purple gold meteorite."

Speaking of this, he looked a little regretful, shook his head and sighed: "But it's a pity, that purple gold meteorite is a strange thing from the outside world, only the Jindan Zhenjun with high mana power bombarded the sky with supreme divine power, and the mana went straight to the bull fight, so that he could smash the outer heaven meteorite to get this thing, it is a sixth-order refining material, and it can completely refine a high-grade magic weapon, but refining this purple gold sword is really a tyrannical thing, and it is actually only a medium-grade magic weapon." ”

As soon as his words fell, Tuanyun Zhenren laughed and sneered: "What Wuji Zhenren said is extremely true, this person's alchemy is really lame, but he wants to be reckless, but he wastes an excellent refining material. ”

Chijin Zhenren's face suddenly turned red, and he said angrily: "It's just a fart, this seat refining this purple gold sword, although it is a medium-grade magic weapon, but it is also indestructible, and the flying sword that sharpens ordinary medium-grade magic weapons is like dirt."

As soon as these words came out, Mo Wentian felt funny, but he didn't expect that this purple gold sword was actually refined by the red gold real person, obviously his own alchemy skills were rare, but he didn't fake others, which shows that this person is stubborn and self-serving.

The red gold real person pinched the magic trick and sacrificed the purple gold sword, and said proudly: "Wuji Zhenren, let's see if the sword refined by this seat is sharp, or is your magic power spell powerful?" ”

As soon as the words fell, a purple light flew out like lightning, only to hear the sound of the 'bell', the sword splitting the tree vine splashed dazzling sparks, the golden tree vine creaked, and suddenly several small vines grew and wrapped around the purple gold sword.

"Not good" Chijin Zhenren's expression changed greatly, and he was about to use all his strength to use a spell to recover the purple gold sword, but unfortunately it was too late, the purple gold sword seemed to be cast into an iron mountain, and it was tightly entangled by small golden vines, no matter how much he urged the mana, it was difficult to shake the slightest.

Mo Wentian smiled loudly and said: "Chijin Daoyou, don't waste your efforts, how can the magic spell of this seat be so easy to break, this purple gold sword is not bad, your faction has destroyed the main hall of this gate, so use this medium-grade magic weapon to compensate."

"Wuji Zhenren, you ......" Chijin Zhenren was furious, the purple gold sword was hard to refine, in terms of power is only slightly inferior to the one-legged gold man, the value is tens of thousands of lower grade spirit stones, this stone hall is just a secular item, as long as the skilled craftsmen are summoned, it can be restored in just half a month, and the value of the two is really very different.

Mo Wentian laughed loudly, waved his sleeves and rolled up the purple gold sword, and did not politely put it into the treasure bag, Ha Luha smiled: "Chijin Daoyou is so stingy, this seat will not take advantage of you, the reconstruction of the main hall of this gate is not a matter of your faction, but this purple gold sword is what this seat wants, if it is used in exchange for a one-legged gold man, it is quite insufficient, what magic weapon does Daoyou have, just show it."

"You ......" Chijin Zhenren was so angry that he wanted to sacrifice a powerful magic weapon again, but he was afraid that the golden rattan was powerful, so he didn't dare to act rashly, for fear that he would be accepted by Wuji Zhenren's spell again, but the gains outweighed the losses.

Mo Wentian continued: "It's okay if the Chijin Daoist doesn't have a magic weapon, an hour ago, in front of the mountain gate, didn't the Daoist want to send the two disciples of the sect to build the Jidan?" This purple gold sword plus two Zhuji Dan in exchange for the one-legged golden man, this seat thinks it is worth it, what do you think? ”

Chijin Zhenren's heart was churning, and he said with a blue face: "Wuji Zhenren's wishful thinking, if this seat is unwilling, what do you want?" ”

Mo Wentian sneered and said: "The Chijin Daoist Friendship God passes through people, so he is naturally not afraid of the deterrence of this seat, but the Jintang Zhenren of your sect is dying, can Daoyou ignore it?" ”

"Wuji Zhenren, you actually threaten this seat?" Chijin Zhenren's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and he said in a deep voice: "If you dare to hurt Tang'er's life, although this seat will not help you, but you will slaughter all the disciples of Wuji Sect." ”

Mo Wentian and Chijin Zhenren fought against each other, and the entire thick earth peak shook, and the hundreds of disciples of Wuji Sect who had already alarmed them, under the constraints of the four foundation building elders, formed a sword formation on the cultivation dojo outside the hall, and looked nervous and guarded from afar, but compared to the monks of the Great Perfection of the Foundation, it was really not enough to look at, and a few spells could completely kill them. …,

Mo Wentian was not afraid, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Chijin Zhenren, you can give it a try"

As soon as he spoke, Chijin Zhenren instead threw a rat into the trap, the disciples of Wuji Gate were low in cultivation, although he could easily kill them all, but Jin Tang Zhenren was a cultivation wizard who was rare to see in Jinding Gate for a hundred years, and he was a disciple of the mantle of inheriting the incense of the sect, and the disciples of all the sects of Wuji Sect combined, the value in his heart was probably one ten-thousandth of it.

Slaughtering these low-level disciples is not only a loss of the identity of the true person of the Great Perfection of the Foundation, but also rumored to be despised by the fellow Daoists in Yunzhou, not to mention the destruction of the disciples of the Wuji Sect, even if the two factions have formed a blood feud of life and death, the Wuji real person will definitely not die, and it can also destroy the inheritance of the Jinding Sect, and it is completely moral, without any scruples.

Chijin Zhenwei weighed for a long time, and felt that it was not cost-effective no matter how it was calculated, so he was silent for a while, thinking hard about good ideas.

In front of him, he was speechless, Jinpeng Zhenren's expression was a little anxious, and he frowned tightly and said: "Tuanyun Zhenren, not only did your faction lose the medium-grade magic weapons Chiyan Sword and Xuanbing Sword, but even the Zhen Sect's magic weapon Phantom Beast Shenxiao fell into the hands of Wuji Zhenren, this magic weapon is especially powerful in the one-legged golden man of Jinding Gate, and the tiger whisker dust of this faction, are you not ready to take it back?" It's better to abandon prejudices, and our three factions join forces to defeat Wuji Zhenren, so as to regain the lost magic weapons of each faction, I don't know what the real people want? ”

Since the Tuanyun real person went up the mountain, he has been standing by and watching, weighing Mo Wentian's strength, seeing that the other party broke the joint blow of the two foundation building Great Perfection monks, which made him a little shocked and inexplicable, thinking that this person is not only amazing, but also has enough mana to compete with the foundation building Great Perfection monks, and he also has a high-grade magic weapon, which is a magic weapon that only Jindan Zhenjun can have, which is enough to kill any real person in the foundation building period, which has to make him very jealous.

After thinking about it, he just felt that the strength of Wuji Zhenren was unpredictable, and it seemed that there were still powerful means that had not been used, and even if the three factions joined forces and could kill Wuji Zhenren, it would be troublesome to ensure that the other two factions would join forces to deal with him, and what was particularly worrying was that that Weijun Zhenren was suspicious of nature, if he knew that the Kunyun faction of the Dao and the Jindingmen and the Kunyun faction joined forces, he would not pay attention to any expedient measures, and he would definitely have a suspicion of Kunyun in his heart.

Tuanyun Zhenwei weighed the pros and cons, and only after half a sound did he speak: "Wuji Zhenren, the two real people who build the foundation of the Great Perfection are not your opponents, this seat naturally does not want to be your enemy, and won the magic weapon of this sect in the Divine Power Competition, that is the Taoist friend is profound, and the apprentice's skills are not as good as others, but there is nothing to say, the Chiyan Sword and the Xuanbing Sword are fine, but the Phantom Beast Divine Flute is extremely important to the sect, and I also ask the Taoist friend to pay a price, this seat wants to redeem this treasure"

As soon as he said this, Jinpeng Zhenren's face changed greatly, and he shook his head and sighed: "Confused, really confused"

The Chijin Zhenren seemed to have expected it, and snorted coldly and said: "Tuanyun Lao'er has always looked forward to doing things, and this seat has long known that there will be such a result in the Dao."

No matter how sorry the two of them laughed, the real person of Tuanyun always looked calm, and he didn't even shake his eyebrows.

Mo Wentian said with a smile: "Tuanyun Daoist has made such a wise decision, this seat is quite relieved in his heart, naturally he will not ask for a price, the Phantom Beast Divine Flute of your gate, Daoist friends can exchange it with an attribute sword of a medium-grade magic weapon, but the quality should not be lower than the Chiyan Sword and the Xuanbing Sword." ”

Tuanyun Zhenren couldn't help but be stunned, he was ready to be opened by the lion, but he didn't expect that Wuji Zhenren still had room to leave, so he smiled: "Shicai Wuji Daoist used a high-grade magic weapon to repel Jinpeng Zhenren, I'm afraid it is a sword box, Yunzhou Qixia Sect's Zhenpai magic weapon is a sword box of a medium-grade magic weapon, called Kanli Sword Box, which can place two lower-grade magic weapon swords with water and fire attributes, the power of that magic weapon is not under the phantom beast divine flute, but I don't know how many swords can be placed in the sword box of Daoist Daoyou?" ”

Mo Wentian naturally wouldn't tell him, but said: "It's best if Tuanyun Zhenren has a sword, if he doesn't, seventy thousand low-grade spirit stones are enough." ”

Tuanyun Zhenren smiled bitterly and said: "The sword seat of the medium-grade magic weapon naturally exists, but there are no such qualities as the Chiyan Sword and the Xuanbing Sword, so this seat still uses the spirit stone to exchange the phantom beast divine flute."

The Phantom Beast Divine Flute is a magic weapon of illusion, and the refining materials are also extremely rare, and it must be refined from the backbone of the young Jiao. Although the young Jiao is generally only the strength of a fifth-order demon beast, there is usually an adult Jiaolong around the young Jiao, which is a terrifying existence with at least a seventh-order demon beast

Therefore, this kind of magic weapon is extremely rare, in the cultivation market, hundreds of thousands of lower-grade spirit stones are hard to find, but Mo Wentian only needs him 60,000 lower-grade spirit stones at this time, obviously there is a lot of leeway, Tuanyun Zhenren naturally has no objection, counted out the spirit stones from the treasure bag, put them in a storage bag, and threw them to Mo Wentian far away, in front of all the real people, he is naturally not afraid of Wuji Zhenren's tricks.

Mo Wentian's long sleeves rolled over the storage bag, and quickly swept it with his divine sense, and there was nothing wrong with 70,000 lower-grade spirit stones, so he took out a turquoise jade flute from the Nabao bag, and cast a middle-level spell Liuyun sleeve, and the long sleeves stretched out to send the jade flute over, and said with a smile: "Please also ask the Turbulent Cloud Daoist to check, if your magic weapon is damaged, this seat is willing to compensate."

Tuanyun Zhenren took the jade flute in his hand, carefully examined it with his divine sense, nodded and said: "Yes, it is the phantom beast divine flute of this sect, and there is no damage to this thing" ......,