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Originally, Su Moliang didn't want to expose her fire in front of outsiders, but Song Mingxing was obviously a waste, but he stood in front of him without hesitation, and he didn't hesitate to sacrifice his life to maintain her courage, which moved her.

Towards this, Su Moliang was willing to believe him!

However, Song Mingxing, who saw the strange fire, was frightened enough, as if he had received an electric shock, he was shocked in place, his spirit was in a state of half-dementia, and he couldn't help muttering to himself.

"Oh my God, you actually have two different fires, am I mistaken?" Song Mingxing rubbed his eyes with a dull face, repeatedly confirming that it was not his own dazzle.

After all, the alien fire is too rare, not only does it require a very good chance, but also a very strong spiritual power to contract, and it can be called the treasure that the alchemist desires the most.

As far as he knew, even many Dan Saint-level alchemists didn't have any strange fire, but he didn't expect to touch him here.

Song Mingxing found that since he met Su Moliang, he has been refreshed by her three views again and again, and he will use up the shock of this life in one day.

At this moment, he was suddenly extremely curious about Su Moliang's identity, because he had never seen a new disciple genius to such a point.

As soon as he entered the sect, he participated in the palace test, and he also passed five levels and killed six generals, and entered the Xingyuan Holy Land, and now he has two different fires, such a talent is simply more terrifying than any genius in the Cangyan Sect.

Just when Song Mingxing looked at Su Moliang and guessed her identity, he saw a dazzling blue light suddenly burst out in front of him.

He woke up suddenly, looked forward, and saw that the huge shell was finally burned by the strange fire, and gradually opened its mouth, and after the dazzling blue light, a blood-weeping long sword came into view.

The bright red sword body is cast in black iron, revealing a cold blue glow, even if it lies quietly in the shell, it has already exuded a cold and majestic momentum, it is hard to imagine what kind of terrifying power it will bring if it is used to fight.

Seeing this scene, Song Mingxing's shock at the strange fire had not subsided, and he set off another wave of shock, he exhaled briefly and spasmodically, and suddenly felt that his legs were a little weak, and sighed in a trembling voice, "Immortal weapon!

He didn't expect that among this pile of top-grade spiritual weapons, there would actually be immortal weapons.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that all his good fortune in the past five years had gathered today.

When Su Moliang heard the word immortal, his black eyes were also a little surprised, and he was also a little surprised.

I have to admit that this Xingyuan Holy Land is indeed a treasure land, no wonder Elder Liu has a proud look on his face when he talks about this.

There is indeed a capital of pride.

Thinking about it, Su Moliang breathed a sigh of relief with emotion, and turned his head to Song Mingxing to remind, "Hurry up and make it a blood contract." With it, your spiritual power should soon be promoted to the peak of the Spirit Master. ”

Hearing this, Song Mingxing was so excited, he had been staying in the middle stage of the Spirit Master for the past five years, and now he suddenly heard the news that he could still be promoted, it was a huge surprise for him.

Thinking about it, Song Mingxing's eyes were red, he nodded gratefully at Su Moliang, and then walked up quickly.

Seeing that he was about to pick up the blood sword, who knew that a force suddenly slapped in the distance, violently shaking Song Mingxing back a few steps.

I saw a black shadow flashing, and before Song Mingxing could see the identity of the person who came, he found that the blood sword had been robbed, and only an empty shell remained.

Su Moliang's expression was shocked, and he immediately raised his eyes to see the man in black landing steadily not far from the two of them, and let out a rude laugh in this empty Xingyuan Holy Land, "Hahaha, Su Moliang is really thanks to you, if it weren't for you, I would have to work hard!"

Hearing the other party call out his name, Su Moliang was shocked, frowned, and carefully looked at the man in front of him.

I saw that this person was wearing a black robe, the outline of his face was as sharp as a knife, his dark face was gloomy and tight, and his slender eyes exuded the cold glow of a yin owl, giving people a sense of oppression.

Su Moliang and him just took a look at each other, but they smelled the breath of danger, and their hearts couldn't help sinking, and they were about to ask about the identity of the other party, but Song Mingxing took the first step to speak.

"Qiu Gaochi, why are you!" Song Mingxing exclaimed in surprise.

When Su Moliang heard this, his face froze, and he looked sideways slightly, "Do you know him?"

Song Mingxing nodded hurriedly, "Of course I know, he is a disciple of our Cangling Palace!"

"Why haven't I heard of it in the Cangling Palace?" Su Moliang only knew that there was a Jiang Lichuan in the Cangling Palace, but he had never heard of the name of the man in front of him.

"He's just an ordinary disciple, just a late-stage Spirit Master, just one level higher than me, and he is also a waste-like existence in the Cangling Palace, completely inconspicuous, you haven't heard of him, it's normal. Song Mingxing hurriedly explained.

But Su Moliang, who heard this, was not relieved, but instead tensed his nerves, he stared at the pair of black eyes like an eagle, and an inexplicable chill lingered in his heart, "Hehe, late-stage Venerable Spirit Master? Inconspicuous waste? Have you ever seen a waste break into the Xingyuan Holy Land single-handedly?"

A late-stage spirit master can successfully enter the Xingyuan Holy Land, and can she suddenly jump out and snatch the blood sword without her noticing?

No matter how you look at it, it can't be an inconspicuous waste!

What made her even more strange was that she had never met him, but he said her name out of the mouth!

Obviously, it is someone who knows her, or even is familiar with her! But in Su Moliang's impression, there is no such person!

Could it be that she was too high-profile when she entered the sect some time ago?

Song Mingxing, who was on the side, heard Su Moliang's words, his expression was full of expression, and some strange emotions suddenly surged in his heart, Xu guessed something, his pupils suddenly widened, and he asked in disbelief, "What do you mean-"

Before he finished his words, Su Moliang raised his eyebrows lightly and said coldly, "You have been deceived!"

Although Song Mingxing guessed a little clue, when he heard Su Moliang's categorical answer, he was still frightened, his handsome face stiffened, and he raised his eyes incredibly to look at the man in black opposite, and his mood at this moment changed dramatically.

Although Qiu Gaochi has only been here for a year, during this year, he has been silent, rarely interacts with people, has not been outstanding, and has always been ignored and even bullied.

But he never fought back, scolded him back, and lived a very aggrieved life.

If he wasn't a waste, why should he suffer such a sin? What was his intention?

Thinking of this, Song Mingxing was full of question marks, one head was two big, and the pain was about to explode.

If it weren't for Su Moliang's reminder, he would never have thought that Qiu Gaochi would be a master of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!

Thinking of this possibility now, Song Mingxing couldn't accept it.

"No-how could it be-" Song Mingxing took a deep breath and shook his head shockedly.

Su Moliang ignored his shock, but stared at the black-clothed man opposite, and said quietly, "Who are you?"