"You!" Lu Haomiao was furious in his heart, although he had already heard that many Holy Land disciples were arrogant and unreasonable, but he couldn't understand why this Holy Land disciple would suddenly kill him. Could it be that the other party hated himself for probing his spiritual root and stalking him just now? But you've already expressed kindness?

He still wanted to think about it, but now that he was in a moment of life and death, he couldn't think about it much.

He could only hold up the aura shield for the first time, and then sacrifice a talisman. This talisman is naturally different from Huang Ye's, this is a low-level mid-grade talisman, it is a life-saving thing that the Yang Sect Master personally bought and gave to him, which is enough to block the power of a blow in the early stage of the Spiritual Liquid Realm. This is also the Qiyao Gate in order to protect the future gate master, and only bought it from the Holy Land. In order to exchange for this talisman, it cost one-fifth of the treasures of the Seven Yao Gate.

The "Emerald Feather Sword" is like a green glow, silently cutting through the space.

"Poof!" The talisman exploded, turning into a dazzling ball of light, wrapping the flying "Emerald Feather Sword" in it, as if it was about to refine it.

For a moment, the flying sword and the talisman were frozen in the air.

Lu Haomiao's face was full of horror, Xiao Mo himself was actually not comfortable, the spiritual power in his body seemed to have been pierced through a big hole, pouring out, and it was impossible to stop it.

In just a few breaths, most of his spiritual power was dropped. Xiao Mo's face was ugly, and he didn't care about revealing his secrets anymore, gritted his teeth, took out a spirit stone, and frantically absorbed it.

"Spirit...... "Lu Haomiao was shocked again, didn't he say that there are no spirit stones on the earth? Where did the disciples of this holy land get the spirit stones, and such pure spiritual power is exactly the same as the legendary spirit stones!

Xiao Mo didn't have time to care about the other party's shock, he knew that he only had the power of one blow, and the spiritual power in his body would definitely be exhausted. And the other party just sent out a talisman, according to the other party's cultivation, there must be more than ninety percent of the spiritual power in the body.

If you can't make a contribution with one blow, you will only have a dead end.

Thinking like this, Xiao Mo bit the tip of his tongue violently and spurted out a mouthful of essence blood. Essence blood is the essence of a monk's life, and within it is the purest essence that a monk has cultivated.

Sure enough, after the essence blood spurted out, the "Emerald Feather Sword" shone brightly, and with a "snort", it pierced through the package of the talisman and stabbed at Lu Haomiao.

Lu Haomiao never thought that the low-level middle-grade talisman given to him by the sect would be broken one day, and he was stunned for a while. When he woke up, he found that the "Emerald Feather Sword" had broken through his aura shield and stabbed straight towards his head.

Lu Haomiao wanted to resist, but he knew that his attack would definitely not be able to block the attack of a medium-grade magic weapon, unless it was a dozen or even dozens of blows. But now how can he have time to let him deliver these dozen blows?!

Just when Lu Haomiao was stunned, the flying sword stabbed into his neck without hesitation, and cut off his head with a single spin. It's a pity that the generation of heroes of the nine major sects in Zhongzhou has fallen like this.

At the same time, thousands of miles away, on Xiaolan Mountain, far away from the mortal dust, in a majestic palace, a Taoist priest in his fifties or sixties but with a strong spirit and a face like a crown of jade suddenly stood up from his position, took out a piece of jade pendant that was broken into powder from the storage bag, trembling all over, and was furious.

"Who! Who killed Hao'er! Who is it! Dare to break ground on my Qiyao Gate! I, Yang Yihuan, swear that I will definitely break your body into ten thousand pieces! The Taoist priest slapped his palm down heavily, and suddenly the chair made of pure jade under his buttocks turned into ashes, confused in the air, and the Taoist priest's anger gushed out.

"Door Master! What's wrong? "A disciple from the second layer of the Spiritual Qi Realm ran into the door.

"Where did he go, young master? Is there any news? Yang Yihuan's eyes were hideous, looking into the distance, eager to fly to the place where Lu Haomiao fell immediately, and slash the enemy.

"The young master called just now and said that he had gone to Xiandieyan. It is said that where did Senior Brother Huang Ye find a large amount of Tian Ye Jin! When the sect master was in retreat just now, Elder Zheng also came, and he said that Senior Brother Huang Ye had found a large amount of Tian Ye Jin, and found a disciple with a golden spiritual root, and also found a first-level spiritual qi realm cultivator who could cast three spells at the same time, and his divine thoughts and body refining were extremely strong. The disciple reported one by one.

"Oh, this Huang Ye actually made such a discovery! This son is really good! Yang Yihuan's anger dropped a lot.

"Yes, Elder Zheng also made a list, listing all of Senior Brother Huang's discoveries one by one, please take a look at the door master!" The disciple handed over a slip.

This Elder Zheng is Huang Ye's master, his temperament is similar to Huang Ye, and he is afraid that his disciple's credit will be robbed, so he made a list of Huang Ye's discoveries bit by bit.

"There are so many Tian Jinye?! Why didn't this kid say it earlier! Damn, I was snatched away for nothing, I really want to kill the old man alive! Yang Yihuan beat his chest.

"Hey, and a mortal who has turned on the system? System? What is it? Operating system? Yang Yihuan was very surprised.

"I was actually robbed by a kid on the first level of the aura realm! I'm embarrassed to emphasize how powerful that kid is! It's really a shame on the face of the Seven Yao Gates! Seeing that at the end of the list, Elder Zheng told how the storage bag was robbed, Yang Yihuan's face turned red with anger, a good thing, but it was like this in order to grab the head! These juniors are really getting more and more unlikely.

"Humph!" Yang Yihuan flicked his sleeves and walked out of the room.

"Master, where are you going?" The monk from the second layer of the Spiritual Qi Realm hurriedly asked.

"I'll go to Xiandieyan in person!" After speaking, he ran out of a low-grade flying sword, turned into a long rainbow, and disappeared.

But it was said that Xiao Mo saw Lu Haomiao's head fall, and he couldn't support it anymore, and fell to the ground, as if he had lost his strength, panting heavily. The face also became extremely ugly because of the loss of essence and blood.

"This medium-grade magic weapon is too consuming spiritual power, and this little spiritual power of mine is not enough for it to absorb! If it weren't for the last fight, it took a mouthful of essence and blood, but I was afraid that I would have been sucked dry by a human! Xiao Mo shouted luck in his heart.

The medium-grade magic weapon is not at all what he can command and move, the so-called killing of one thousand enemies and self-damage of eight hundred, although he killed Lu Haomiao, but because of his hard work, his realm is a little unstable.

Essence blood is the origin of a monk, and if it is lost too much, it will affect the monk's Dao foundation, affect the monk's breakthrough, and even worry about his life.

Although Xiao Mo was spitting out essence blood for the first time, he was only a first-level cultivator in the Spiritual Qi Realm, and he had just stepped into the door of the monk, and the damage at this time could easily affect his avenue.

Xiao Mo lay quietly on the ground, physically and mentally exhausted, not to mention a monk at this time, even a martial arts master could kill him.