"What kind of power is this quasi-emperor, this place is so oppressive!"

"That's, you know, this person is..." Wen Jingxu was about to listen to him, but the voice was broken, and no matter how he called at the sword, he didn't respond. Angry, he swung the sword in his hand and shook it vigorously twice.

Just now I felt that this old man was a little reliable, so he was left behind, Wen Jingxu complained silently in his heart, and then walked forward by himself. There is a gate in front, two or three stories high, and it is full of intricate inscriptions and carvings, which make people look at it with respect and fear.

Wen Jingxu was entering this secret realm for the first time, so he naturally didn't know what to pay attention to, and completely relied on his own feelings, either moving forward or stopping.

I don't know if it was because he had obtained an exercise in the dark place before, and he passed several large rooms one after another. Each room has a number of amazing magic weapons, elixirs, and the like. It's just that in this treasure place, he didn't encounter any threat once.

He thought that his self-control was not bad, but seeing the piles of high-level spiritual weapons being thrown aside like garbage, he was really... There are no words to describe it. Although some of the spiritual weapons have become scrap copper and rotten iron because they have lasted too long, there are still a considerable number of them that are still relatively well preserved.

Looking at the five-grade spirit sword in his hand, and then at the large number of high-grade spirit weapons in the corner, he felt that he didn't feel good in his heart, so he unceremoniously collected everything he saw into his storage bag. I originally wanted to erase the marks on it, but after looking at a few handfuls, none of them were branded, and thinking about it, how many years have it been, even if there is a brand, it should be almost melted.

He walked room by room, and the excitement of seeing the treasure for the first time was gradually replaced by numbness. The more you go to the back room, the fewer things there are, and now in this room, there is even only one spirit sword in it, although you can't see the grade of the sword, but it can be a separate place, it must not be ordinary.

You must know that after wandering in that place for so long, his cultivation is no longer the cultivation of the spiritual induction period, and now his cultivation is distracting. And even he couldn't see what grade it was, it must be extraordinary. So with a wave of his hand, he wanted to put the sword into the storage bag, but he didn't expect that instead of being put into the storage bag by himself, the sword was destroyed.

The sudden change made him suddenly vigilant. Ignoring the pile of spiritual weapons and treasures scattered under his feet, he lifted the aura to protect his hands, and was about to pull out the sword, but the sword was very cunning, and every time he was about to catch it, he saw it limp and slip away.

After chasing like this for a while, Wen Jingxu finally saw a clue, this sword had already been psychic and had its own independent consciousness. It is estimated that this is just a temptation of the sword, a sword with independent consciousness, he felt incredible when he thought about it, so the spiritual power output in his hand became more ferocious, and the idea of subduing this sword became more determined.

If an outsider passes by at this time, then he will find that in an empty room, a young man in white clothes is chasing a sword up and down, left and right, the sword looks warm and harmless, smooth and atmospheric, and the young man behind it but it complements each other a little, but the young man and the sword are competing against each other at this time, and they are very nervous.

The blade of the sword was sharpened, and I don't know how much this sword has been sharpened, and that sword can actually scratch the young man in the distraction realm. It's just that the young man was not angry when he was injured by a few sword rays, but the corners of his lips hooked, revealing a very good-looking smile. "It's now!"

Hold the sword tightly in your hand, and then confess the Lord with blood. I thought that the sword would have some resistance, but I didn't want to, and the blood was much smoother than I imagined.

Looking at the cute-looking little boy in front of him, Wen Jingxu was a little dazed, "Where did this baby come from?"

"Who are you?" "Master~"

Wen Jingxu opened his mouth to ask, and he heard the brittle baby in front of him call "master", and his hands trembled involuntarily, how can there be a feeling of abducting little Lori, I am a family person. Wen Jingxu was still thinking nonsense, when he heard the little boy shouting his master again.

"Are you this sword?" he said, gesturing to the sword he held in his hand, a little skeptical.

Although I thought that this sword must be psychic, I never thought that the sword was no longer just psychic and had independent consciousness, but already had a sword spirit, and even the sword spirit could be incarnated into an adult.

"Hmm. The little boy nodded, and continued to look at him with his big watery eyes, "Such a powerful sword, how can the sword spirit be so... Cute?" he complained to himself. Then I asked him something.

This is an imperial weapon, called the day, when the emperor knew that his limit was approaching, he used a special technique to seal all the things here. There is no time in the mountains, and now I don't know how many years have passed...

"Then I'll call you daytime too?" "Hmm!"

"During the day, you just said that you can store things, right?" Wen Jingxu glanced at the things scattered on the ground and asked.

"Hmm!" Sure enough, Bai nodded. So he was pleasantly surprised, "Then you can take all of this in." ”

"No, I can't. These things are too low-level, what are you going to do when you collect them?"

*

"The Agni Mercenary Regiment, with a total of more than two hundred people, ranked fourth in the last mercenary conference. The current boss of the Agni Mercenary Group is Gu Ruyin, that is, the woman we saw today, Gu Ruyin, is said to be a cultivator of the Spirit Realm. The reputation of the Agni Mercenary Group has always been good, and it is even better than the three major mercenary groups. ”

Zuo Tianchen told the information he had gathered little by little.

"Grandpa Feng, we don't have enough people now, what should we do, the number of participants in this mercenary conference is ten to fifteen people, and we are now full of wind ripples, Xiaoxiao, me, and Zuo Yanchen, you see?" Cai Shuobi painted.

"What about Cangyue, can Cangyue be counted?" Feng Teng is also embarrassed by this problem, there is a limit to the number of participants, and even the age must be under fifty. I didn't hear of such a precedent in the past year.

"He's certainly not a beast, he's not a man, and he's more than fifty! Seeing Feng Teng mention Cangyue, Cai Shuo immediately retorted, and also hurt him by the way, "Uh, but isn't he Feng Lian's contract beast, it doesn't matter what age or anything, hehe." ”

Ignoring Cang Yue's burning gaze, he continued, "If it really doesn't work, I'm afraid we'll have to join a mercenary group. ”

Cai Shuo originally wanted to say that if it really didn't work, he could let his subordinates come over and make up the number, anyway, with him, needless to say that getting the top three, even the first is not a problem, but after that, if his identity is exposed, will Feng Lian mind his identity. "Alas~"

In the room, several people did not discuss a result, while several people in the other room were also discussing the matter of the mercenary conference, just talking and talking about the wind ripples.

"Did you say those people are also going to Yuecheng?" Gu Ruyin held her chin with one hand and touched the hair of the girl named Pearl with the other.

And the two men were sitting upright in front of her, the man in white was a little better, and the black-faced man, especially when he saw the lazy appearance of his boss, lowered his head and replied with a straight look, "It should be, but these people shouldn't be enough, and I don't know if they have a backhand." ”

"Those two girls, one is in the spiritual period, and the other can't see through it, it should feel very good, but those young men can't see any of them, if there is not any hidden magic weapon on their bodies, or their cultivation is much higher than mine. ”

"Probably not, I haven't heard of anyone who is so young in the Spirit Transformation Realm, it should be that they have some magic weapon that can hide their cultivation!" This time it was the man in white who spoke.

"That's not necessarily, it's too wasteful to hide the magic weapon of cultivation and use it below the spiritual attraction period, if you think about it this way, then these people are not some powerful disciples, but a young master and young lady from a certain family who came out to practice. Alas, I still like those guys, especially the stupid little girl. ”

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but think of Feng Lian's stunned smile, and she could feel that there was no peeping or jealousy in their eyes, and some were just appreciative and indifferent. Appreciating nature is wind ripples, and indifference is also a few others.

Gu Ruyin said slowly. Hearing this, the two people in front of him suddenly had a bad premonition. Sure enough, I saw that the eldest sister showed her true face, with an evil smile on her lips, and slapped the table, "These people, I'm going to decide, go!"

The eldest sister roared so flat, not only scaring the two men in front of her, but also scaring the little pearl who was sleeping in her arms.

The little pearl trembled in fright, pursed her lips and was about to start crying, but her sister Ayin said, "Little pearl, let's go find the two little mice you like, go!"

After coaxing Xiao Zhu, Gu Ruyin said to the two people in front of him again, "Amu, Ali, let's go!"

"And me, and me, Sister Ayin, I'll go too!"

An eldest sister made the two of them worry a lot, and now that they have a little pearl, Chu Yueli and Xiao Xiaomu are both "What a sad word." ”