Lu Yu didn't know when he also walked out of the crowd with Hu Yanwen.

After walking out of the crowd, Hu Yanwen's face was indifferent, but Mu Jinglu could see the greedy gaze from Hu Yanwen's eyes, just like after he knew that Mu Jinglu had treasures on his body.

However, the real 'Xuanyuan Sword Spirit' in front of him was much more real than the rumors about how many treasures there were on Mu Jinglu, and Hu Yanwen didn't plan to hide it anymore.

Hu Yanwen took a few steps forward, rushed to the bottom of the 'Xuanyuan Sword Spirit' with Lu Yu, and said to Liu Zhen, Mu Jinglu and the others in a deep voice: "The Great Array of Nightmare Demons, but my chess pavilion is broken. This 'Xuanyuan Sword Spirit' should belong to my Chess Pavilion. ”

"Hehe, ridiculous!" With a disdainful chuckle, another acquaintance from the pastoral path appeared. Yuan Tian, who was burly, led a group of his younger brothers, also appeared under the hovering 'Xuanyuan Sword Spirit'.

"This place is outside the territory at any time, but it is the boundary under the jurisdiction of my Immortal Palace, and any treasures that come out are of course kept by my Immortal Palace. Yuan Tian said, stepping into the battle circle of Mu Jinglu and the others.

Qin Wei followed behind Yuan Tian, stepped forward and whispered to Yuan Tian: "Young Palace Master, it's him, kill Yingza." ”

Hearing this, Yuan Tian raised his eyebrows and glanced at Mujing Lu with meaningful eyes.

"Although the so-called sword spirit is useless to my Demon Beast Palace, my Uncle Ma just likes to join in the fun. Three more people stood out from the crowd, and it was Ma Jiawei, who knew him on the trail road, who was the leader. Ma Jiawei looked around at the fast runway and said excitedly in front of Mu Jinglu: "Brother Mu, tell me quickly, what does that 'slot' mean?"

Mu Jinglu looked at Ma Jiawei speechlessly, and said with a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth: "Brother Ma, how do you usually express when you encounter something shocking or unspeakable?"

Ma Jiawei was stunned for a moment, and then subconsciously said: "My God!"

Mu Jinglu nodded and said, "Then do you think it feels comfortable to say 'my God', or is it refreshing to say ''?"

Ma Jiawei was stunned again, then lowered his head and read softly to himself: ",,, ...." The more he read it, the more excited Ma Jiawei's face became.

"Brother Mu, it's really cool to read 'Sleep'!"

Mu Jing looked at Ma Jiawei expressionlessly, and chuckled: "It's cool." Ma Jiawei smiled excitedly and nodded fiercely.

"Oh, yes. Ma Jiawei clapped his palms excitedly, pulled the old man and the young man behind him in front of him, and introduced to Mujing Road: "This is Licheng, the third elder of our Demon Beast Palace, this is my younger brother, Wu Qian." ”

"On the lower pastoral path, I have seen two of them. Mu Jinglu looked at the old man and the young man in front of him, and bowed his hand.

The old man had white hair, and a scar spanned from the brow of his left eye to the bridge of his nose. Coupled with the folds on the old man's face, it looks very infiltrating. The old man arched his hand towards the pasture path, nodded, and did not speak.

The young man was familiar with himself, and said with a smirk: "Little brother Wu Qian, I have seen Brother Mu." I used to hear viagra talk about Brother Mu, and how heroic Brother Mu was. ”

"When I saw it today, it really lived up to its name, and the younger brother's admiration for the elder brother Mu was like a turbulent river, endless. And like..."

"Stop!" Mu Jinglu interrupted Wu Qian with a dark face, and smiled awkwardly: "Just know, don't make a noise." ”

When Wu Qian heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Mu Jinglu with reverence in his eyes and said, "Brother Mu is really very human. Mighty and low-key, the younger brother admires. ”

I'm low-key your sister, this master is just a little monk of the red order, okay? In the eyes of this Licheng senior, I'm afraid I'm just a big ant.

Mu Jinglu complained in his heart, and waved his hand speechlessly.

Between Ma Jiawei and Mu Jinglu talking, there were more and more monks under the 'Xuanyuan Sword Spirit'.

"Help me... Help me..."Suddenly, in Mu Jinglu's mind, there was a child's voice that seemed a little weak. Mu Jinglu subconsciously raised his head and looked at the 'Xuanyuan Sword Spirit' in mid-air.

"Can you hear me?" the ghost sent the god, Mu Jinglu stared at the 'Xuanyuan Sword Spirit' in the air, and asked in his own sea of knowledge.

"Can... Help me, save me..."

Mu Jinglu's eyes widened, and he looked at the sword spirit in the air in disbelief, and his heart sank into the sea of knowledge and continued to ask, "Are you a sword spirit?"

"Hmm... Be... of, quick... Help... Help me!"

Mu Jinglu could hear the weakness and anxiety in the child's voice, and Mu Jinglu hurriedly continued to ask in the sea of knowledge: "How can I save you?"

"Will... Will I... Income your... Among your broken swords. ”

"Aren't you able to fly yourself, and don't you just rush down and into my broken sword?"

"I'm weak... The spiritual void is damaged, and it can't rush away from you... Your hand is broken... The enchantment of the Broken Sword. ”

Enchantment?Is there an enchantment on top of my broken sword?And what is the spiritual void?Mu Jinglu was puzzled, and his heart was full of doubts. Mu Jinglu could feel the anxiety of the sword spirit, and knew that this was not the time to think too much, so his divine sense sank into the sea of consciousness and continued to ask, "Then what should I do if I change it?"

"Suddenly... Breakthrough cultivation, blood sacrifice and broken sword, can... Able to break the break temporarily... Broken Sword Enchantment. ”

Breakthrough cultivation?Your sister, I want to too, but does this cultivation say that you will break through when you break through? Mu Jinglu thought with a dark face, and looked at the 'Xuanyuan Sword Spirit' that was still hovering in the air with a displeased expression.

It's just that the sword spirit at this time seems to have no light from the square, and there are even occasional bumps in the hovering.

It seems that the 'Xuanyuan Sword Spirit' is weak at this time! Mu Jinglu thought uneasily, and his heart became a little anxious.

When Mu Jinglu and the Sword Spirit were communicating, the contradictions between the monks who were eyeing the 'Xuanyuan Sword Spirit' became more and more intense, especially Liu Zhen and Ying Zheng.

"Brother Liu, the sword spirit is human. After the 'Xuanyuan Sword Spirit' appeared, there was no 'Xuanyuan Sword' immediately attached to your hand, then the 'Xuanyuan Sword' in your hand was probably ..."

Yingzheng didn't finish speaking, but the meaning was already very obvious, that is, to tell the world that the 'Xuanyuan Sword' in Liu Zhen's hand was not the real Xuanyuan Sword.

Originally, it was a battle for the sword spirit, but Yingzheng suddenly talked about the authenticity of the Xuanyuan Sword in Liu Zhen's hand, not for anything else. It is to stabilize the four major families. As long as the news is transmitted back to the various families, the Yao family, the Jiang family, and the Ji family, represented by the Ji Demon who are present among the four major families, will not immediately decide to take refuge in Liu Zhen.

Although Yingzheng also knows that none of the current four great families still remember the mission of the four great families, the geographical location of Yuzhou controlled by the winner is too special and has to be guarded against.

"Really?" Liu Zhen raised his head, glanced at Yingzheng with a chuckle, and then sacrificed the 'Xuanyuan Sword', and the spiritual power in his body surged wildly towards the Xuanyuan Sword.

There was a soft buzz, and a breath of the Great Emperor's majesty erupted from the golden long sword in Liu Zhen's hand. The corners of Liu Zhen's mouth curled slightly, looked at Yingzheng proudly, and did not speak.

Ying's face turned dark, and he looked at the reactions of the monks around him with a displeased expression.

Liu Zhen and Yingzheng were slow to make a move, which made the monks under the 'Xuanyuan Sword Spirit' more and more ready to move.

At this time, on the periphery of the monks, two extremely ugly people appeared. One is fat and the other is thin. If you see it on the pasture road, it is very likely that you will remember that these two ugly melons are the two weirdos who had a relationship on Mount Hua before.

is still the same as before, a fat head and big ears, but wearing a brocade robe and holding a feather fan. A skinny skinny, but with a slumped back, carrying a pocket several times the volume of his own.

The faces of the two men were as if they had been burned with a soldering iron, their facial features were distorted, and their skin was slightly ulcerated. Not only that, but there were countless acne sores on the faces of the two, and they could even vaguely see the acne oozing pus.

The weird and ugly duo kept wandering around the crowd, as if waiting for the right moment, snatching the 'Xuanyuan Sword Spirit' that everyone wanted to hover in mid-air.

The fat man in brocade gently shook the feather fan in his hand and nodded at the rickety thin man.

"Since it is a virtuous person who lives in it, then the real person will try it first. The slender man suddenly shouted, and rose into the air, his body surface glowed with a dark yellow light, revealing the cultivation of the late stage of the yellow rank of the thin man.

The slender man moved, instantly tugging at the heartstrings of the remaining tens of thousands of monks. In particular, the only dozens of yellow-rank cultivators rose into the air one after another, rushing towards the 'Xuanyuan Sword Spirit' in mid-air.

The battlefield, where there was almost no demon in sight, suddenly became lively at the instigation of the thin man, and began to fight each other with the sword spirit as the center.

Especially the monks who are close to the sword spirit, no matter who they are, will be attacked by tens of thousands of spells.

Although among the tens of thousands of attacks, most of them are only orange-level, and even red-level ones can't, but they can't stand the number of spells.

The yellow-rank cultivators who were close to the sword spirit retreated back in embarrassment. Even the green-rank cultivators who could count on one hand on the entire battlefield could only temporarily retreat under such a huge attack.

Mu Jinglu did not let Li Ningyang join the battle group, but kept pacing back and forth in place, muttering softly to himself: "Breakthrough! Breakthrough! Breakthrough! How can we break through immediately?"

Before, in the valley of the Mother Mountain, when the pastoral path had already been broken through by the criminal martial arts, the baptism of the spiritual energy storm, the spiritual power in the body of the pastoral path had already reached the red level consummation, and the consummation could not be more consummated.

All the way from the Mother Mountain, the pastoral path has always felt that it can be broken through immediately, but I don't know why, the barrier like a membrane is as tough as stone, no matter how the pastoral path is impacted, it can't break it in the slightest.

Perhaps this is the time to test the so-called understanding, whether or not you can cross it is a thought of the pastoral path. In addition to building the foundation, it is the common foundation building method of the Sword Pavilion.

After the pastoral path road realized the 'life and death reincarnation decision' through the stone tablet of the sword pavilion mountain gate, the sword confusion did not teach the pasture path road other mental methods, and the pastoral path road wanted to break through the red level to reach the orange level at this time, only through the second layer of the 'life and death reincarnation decision', the cold light moved Kyushu.

"The cold light moves Kyushu! What is the cold light and how does it move?" Mu Jinglu kept whispering to himself, making Ji Demon and Li Ningyang and the others on the side puzzled.