Chapter 11: The Little Demon Sword

"That's right, Childe!" Ah Gou said, "Some time ago, there was a strange movement in the Sunset Abyss, an extremely terrifying scorching breath rushed to the sky, and the entire Sunset Abyss almost turned into a fire domain, and the explorers inside died countless tragic deaths! This is really strange!"

As he spoke, Ah Gou shook his head in confusion.

"Is it strange?" Qin Jiu said, his expression playful.

This matter can be hidden from the world, but it can't be hidden from him.

What kind of abnormal movement is this, that is, when the protagonist Xiao Fan practiced once, he actually communicated with the Great Sun Burning Sky Flame, which triggered the call of the Great Sun Burning Sky Flame, and only then did such a change occur.

After all, he is the son of destiny, and he can easily trigger the summoning of the strange things of heaven and earth and lead the vision of heaven and earth.

As for those who explored, this time it was in vain.

Ah Gou glanced at Qin Jiu Ge strangely, but he knew his duty very well, so he didn't delve into it, and continued to report: "This matter has aroused the attention of all parties, and the forces close to that side have already gone to investigate!"

"Among the five holy lands of the Eastern Wilderness, as far as I know, the Yuan Chu Holy Land has been determined to send disciples there!"

"We in Taixu Mountain, it seems that we also plan to send disciples of the Flesh Body Realm to go, supplemented by exploration, mainly to experience disciples. ”

Qin Jiuge asked, "Who is leading the team?"

"It seems that it is still being discussed, the major elders can't get out of their bodies, and they should choose among the true disciples of the Divine Power Realm. "Dog said.

Qin Jiu Ge lowered his head and thought for a while, and ordered: "In this way, you intentionally or unintentionally release my intention to go out for a walk recently, don't be too obvious, the elders of the sect should find me soon." ”

"If we let others take the lead, our actions in the Sunset Abyss will inevitably look dazzling!"

Ah Gou nodded in response: "Understood!"

With that, he turned and walked away.

Qin Jiuge was dressed in a white robe, his eyes narrowed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, he suddenly said: "This trip to the sunset abyss, you can accompany me on this trip!"

The hall was empty, and there was no one but him, and he said this as if he were talking to himself.

However, then a cold voice sounded faintly, all around the hall, like a ghost: "Are you sure?"

"I know, according to the agreement, you only shot for me three times, this is the first time!" Qin Jiu Ge said in a deep voice, "I'm sure!"

"Good!"

The cold voice sounded again, concise and to the point, and then there was no sound, as if it had already left.

......

Taixu Mountain, outside the mountain gate is a huge square, surrounded by eighteen tall statues, the face is lifelike, the breath is different.

The only thing that is the same is that from these statues, there is a terrifying momentum that looks at the world and dominates the universe, as if the whole world is under their feet!

"These eighteen statues are the eighteen holy masters in the history of our Taixu Mountain, all of whom are peerless figures looking down on an era, cultivating to the point of being unfathomable!"

A young man dressed in the robe of a disciple of the inner gate of Taixu Mountain sighed, there were more than a dozen people beside him, both men and women, all of whom were about twenty years old, and they were all fascinated when they heard the words at this time.

"Okay, the Holy Lord is too far away from us, let's cultivate down-to-earth!" said a young man with a cyan beard on his face and a somewhat mature temperament, "Let's think about our trip to the Sunset Abyss this time, I heard that the people of the Yuan Chu Holy Land have also passed, don't be compared to them when the time comes!"

Hearing this, all the young men and women looked solemn.

Both are holy sons, Taixu Mountain and the Yuan Chu Holy Land are not like fire and water, at least they don't like each other, and this situation is even more common among the younger generation of disciples.

Every time they meet, they want to press each other down!

"I don't know which elder or senior brother will lead the team this time, if it is the Holy Son or Senior Brother Ye who will lead the team, then what is there to be afraid of in the mere Yuan Chu Holy Land!" a young girl said, with an innocent smile on her face.

"Senior Sister Zhang, you think it's beautiful!" the scumbag boy shook his head and said with a smile, "What kind of identity are the Holy Son and Senior Brother Ye, high up, overlooking the young generation of the Eastern Wilderness, how can such a trivial matter alarm them?"

"It's too!" said the senior sister Zhang as she stuck out her tongue and said embarrassedly.

Suddenly, a figure broke through the sky and landed on the square.

Seeing the person coming clearly, the group of young people and girls hurriedly saluted: "I've seen the elders!"

The elder nodded, and with a wave of his hand, eighteen streams of light shot out of his hand and instantly fell into the hands of the eighteen young men and women present.

Everyone looked down, only to see that the things in their hands were all a sword, the sword body was straight, the aura was compelling, and as soon as the yuan force was poured in, there was a terrifying sword qi that cut through the air.

"It's ...... Eighteen Little Demon Sword!" Suddenly, the scumbag boy exclaimed.

The person present was the oldest and most knowledgeable, and he was also the leader of the team this time, named Zhao Ming.

"You're a little bit insightful. The elder smiled and said, "You guys are lucky this time, your senior brother who led the team said that he will not act with you, and he will not make a move if it is not necessary, but as compensation, he specially gave you this eighteen little demon sword!"

"Elder, is there any origin for this sword?" the lively girl asked.

Zhao Ming's expression was excited, his face turned red, and he took over the words at this time: "Let me explain it to you, you will understand in one sentence! These eighteen little demon swords are spirit soldiers!"

"Spirit Soldier!"

Hearing this, everyone exclaimed, and finally understood why Zhao Ming, who had always been steady, was so excited!

Spirit Soldier, this is an exclusive weapon for the powerhouse of the Divine Secret Realm, containing unpredictable power and all kinds of wonders.

Moreover, among the powerhouses of the Divine Power Secret Realm, the spirit soldiers are also a luxury, and only some of the powerhouses of the Divine Power Realm can have them, for small forces or those who are strong in the scattered cultivation of the Divine Power, the general spirit soldiers are enough for them to fight with their lives!

This shows how precious it is!

It can be said that the same supernatural powerhouse has a spirit soldier in his hand, which is enough to beat a person without a spirit soldier.

"Not only that!" Zhao Ming's eyes were fanatical, like a hungry ghost in the color seeing a stunning beauty, staring at the long sword in his hand, "The spirit soldier is the exclusive weapon of the supernatural power, only the supernatural powerhouse awakens the supernatural power, and the yuan power is as majestic as the sea, it can be used, we are all in the flesh realm, even if the ordinary spirit soldier is placed in front of us, we can't exert its power!"

"However, the Eighteen Little Demon Swords are different!"

"This sword, there are a total of eighteen, only eighteen in one, is the complete Xiaozhu Demon Sword, otherwise it can only be regarded as a half-spirit soldier, just enough for us to be able to use!"

"We are all under the Taixu Sect, the exercises are of the same origin, and the eighteen people join forces, which is enough to exert their true power, comparable to the supernatural powerhouses holding spiritual soldiers!"

Hearing this, the others realized this, but then their hearts were shocked: "It's comparable to a supernatural powerhouse with a spirit soldier in his hand!

You must know that the physical body and supernatural powers are a huge gap that is difficult to cross, and the two are completely different levels of life!

An ordinary Divine Power Secret Realm powerhouse is not able to make up for it with numbers at all, enough to easily defeat hundreds of flesh body Nine Realms, not to mention that they are only eighteen people, although they are disciples of the Holy Land, but in front of the Divine Power powerhouse, it is just a second kill.

However, once they use the Eighteen Little Demon Swords together, they can be compared to the supernatural powerhouses holding spirit soldiers, and the gap between them is like mud!

"It's such a big deal, even if it is a supernatural powerhouse of my Taixu Mountain, the spirit soldiers are precious to them, but this senior brother can give one casually, and it happens to be tailor-made for us, this spirit ......"

They almost looked at each other, so shocked that they couldn't speak, it was too shocking!

The elder's eyes also flashed with emotion.

He is a human elder, although he also has spiritual soldiers, but it is only one or two rewards from the sect, but that one is good, and he casually gave one to these low-level disciples, which made him a little greedy.

At that moment, he said, "So, you are lucky this time!"

"Yes, lucky indeed!"

"It's just luck!"

The eighteen young men and women still couldn't hide their excitement, with the help of this spirit soldier, what did the disciples of the Yuan Chu Holy Land count, as long as the supernatural powerhouses they led did not make a move, it was enough to sweep!

"Elder, which senior brother is leading the team this time, who has such a skill?" Zhao Ming finally barely controlled his rapid heartbeat and asked.

The elder shook his head, "If you don't know, don't ask." ”

"Alright, let's go. He waved his hand.

"Yes!"

Zhao Ming replied and waved his hand: "Let's go!"

A group of eighteen teenagers strutted with their heads held high, fearless.

The spirit soldier is in hand, I have it in the world!