"Senior Brother Jian, pass the order, my Golden Sword Sect disciple will retreat to the side of Zhanhu Mountain!" Yan Changxiu pondered for a moment, and said to the middle-aged man with a Zitang face behind him. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Now that you have obtained the spirit weapon, let's shrink the hands and try to catch that woman again!

Judging from the ripples in the air when the spirit weapon list appeared, Yan Changxiu guessed that the woman must have used a teleportation talisman, as for what reason was separated from her own spirit weapon magic weapon, it was unknown.

Right now, the most important thing is that the spirit weapon list was obtained by himself!

"Yes, Senior Brother Yan!" Jian Shaowu responded with a fist clenched and turned away.

With Jian Shaowu's order, dozens of elite disciples of the Golden Sword Sect galloped over.

"Walking in the world, the spiritual weapon will come naturally!haha...... There is such a thing in the world! The old man's luck is simply against the sky!" Yan Changxiu's face was red at the moment, and he was proud to touch the list and look at it carefully.

Xin Ming had a bad chill, but for Yin Yan's long-term cultivation, he endured it for the time being.

"Senior Brother Niu, wait until we catch that female disciple, then our Golden Sword Sect's harvest this time will be the greatest!" Yan Changxiu said to Niu Yinglin beside him, and with a wave of his hand, he put the list into the storage ring.

However, Bangwen didn't enter the storage ring, and he didn't move.

"Huh?"

Yan Changxiu was stunned, and Niu Yinglin was also surprised, there was a spiritual weapon that couldn't be put into the storage ring?

"What's going on?" Yan Changxiu didn't believe it, and tried again, but Bangwen still didn't move.

"Senior Brother Yan, this shouldn't be an immortal weapon, right?" Niu Yinglin on the side forcibly suppressed the ecstasy on his face and came up and said.

"Impossible! Immortal weapons, there are only three in the Eastern Emperor Continent, that is, the Eastern Emperor Ding, the Tailing Sword, and the Shaking Dome Horn, and this is a list of texts, at most it is a high-grade spiritual weapon!" Yan Changxiu said very surely.

The rarity of immortal weapons, Yan Changxiu knew very well in his heart, he knew that this list in his hand would definitely not be an immortal weapon.

An immortal weapon, in which the spirit of the instrument has grown to a certain point, there is no strong strength and opportunity.

You can't catch it without the approval of the machine spirit.

Not to mention the fact that the immortal weapon was automatically sent to the door.

At this moment, a long rainbow galloped over, it was Jian Shaowu.

"Senior Brother Yan, there is no trace of that female disciple found within a hundred miles!" Jian Shaowu bowed and clenched his fists.

Behind Jian Shaowu, five young disciples followed.

"Thousands of miles away, she can't fly with wings, will she be invisible?" Yan Changxiu said suspiciously.

"Go and search me carefully!

At this moment, Xin Ming's divine sense didn't dare to release it at all, as a traverser, he knew that he was an alien soul, he thought about it, he couldn't be included in the storage ring, it might have something to do with it!

Xin Ming secretly said that it was a pity, if he could enter Yan Changxiu's ring, then the treasure in Yan Changxiu's ring would .......

"Haha......"

Xin Ming laughed secretly in his heart, "It's really a good way to seize the resources of the wicked like this!"

Take advantage of the greed of many monks, become a magic weapon for others, and then ......

At this moment, Xin Ming even imagined the remorse when all Yan Changxiu's treasures disappeared.

"As long as there is a slight opportunity, take away all the resources of Yan Changxiu!" Xin Ming's eyes lit up, while he was looking forward to the opportunity, he was also slowly recovering his divine sense, devouring the more than ten monks, and his divine consciousness had been consumed.

Divine consciousness is the foundation of Xin Ming's life and the guarantee of strength, and he must recover his divine consciousness as soon as possible!

The Golden Sword Sect is the only remaining mysterious force, and it is also the strongest force in the Ruijin Imperial Court, Xin Ming knows that if he wants to destroy it, the only way to destroy it is to disintegrate it from within.

Five hours had passed, Xin Ming's divine sense had recovered about half, and he carefully poked out his divine sense and found that his body was wrapped in a layer of cloth, which was held in Yan Changxiu's hand.

Moreover, this is no longer the scope of the ruins of Taixuanzong.

The aura around was sudden, and there were cranes flying in the sky, and hundreds of birds were contending.

Immortal Holy Land!

This was Xin Ming's first feeling.

"Senior Brother Niu, if you go and reply to Senior Brother in charge, you will say that my cultivation has reached a bottleneck and I need to retreat for a month!" Suddenly, Yan Changxiu's voice entered Xin Ming's divine consciousness.

"Okay, senior brother, even though I'm in retreat, I'll reply. Niu Yinglin nodded and turned away.

"You actually came to the Golden Sword Sect?"

After listening to the conversation between Yan Changxiu and Niu Yinglin, Xin Ming understood that the immortal holy land that his divine sense saw was the Golden Sword Sect!

Xin Ming didn't mind where he came, what he cared about was whether Ning Qingying got out and whether Tie Shan was safe and sound.

Right now, Xin Ming should be most worried about his own situation.

As an instrument spirit, Xin Ming's safety is no problem, and he estimates that the purpose of Yan Changxiu's retreat is to make him, a machine spirit, recognize the master!

Niu Yinglin went straight to the Golden Sword Sect Sect Sect Peak Peak, but he was so jealous in his heart.

The three of them together, Senior Brother Yan was lucky against the sky, and he actually picked up a spiritual weapon.

"Why?"

Niu Yinglin was not angry in his heart, Yan Changxiu got a spiritual weapon, but he didn't say anything at all.

However, Niu Yinglin has no choice, who said that his strength is not as good as Yan Changxiu?

Yan Changxiu had faintly beaten him and Elder Jian Shaowu, and he was not allowed to tell the sect master.

"Yan Changxiu, one day, you will get retribution!" Niu Yinglin shouted angrily and walked towards the sect master's hall.

Xin Ming's guess was right, Yan Changxiu took out the list text, his divine sense visited the list for a while, Xin Ming's divine sense retracted tightly, and he didn't dare to move.

Although Xin Ming's divine sense is already equivalent to the realm of the early stage of the Linghai Realm, Yan Changxiu is already a cultivator in the late stage of the Linghai Realm, although Xin Ming has the secret of seizing the spirit and creating the transformation and is not afraid of Yan Changxiu, but this is the lair of the Golden Sword Sect, and he does not dare to act rashly.

Yan Changxiu's divine sense observed the list for more than an hour, and then cut his fingertips, and a drop of blood dripped on the list text.

Xin Ming's divine sense quietly let the blood enter the Bangwen space.

"Huh, why didn't you respond? Could it be less?"

Yan Changxiu was stunned for a moment, generally speaking, the spiritual weapon recognition is a drop of blood to recognize the master, and the higher the level of the magic weapon, the more blood will be needed to recognize the master.

Thinking of this, Yan Changxiu hurriedly put the wound close to the list, and the blood entered the list.

In the blink of an eye, thirty drops of Yan Changxiu's blood had entered the list text.

Yan Changxiu was worthy of being a powerhouse in the late stage of the Spirit Sea Realm, his strength was strong, his qi and blood were thick, and his thirty drops of blood instantly condensed into a blood bead.

"This person from the Golden Sword Sect slaughtered the Qingying sister clan back then, and revenge, let's start with this Yan Changxiu!" Xin Ming was ruthless in his heart and said secretly.

"Why is it still not good? Is there a problem with this?" Yan Changxiu wondered in his heart, according to the classics, even if it is a pseudo-immortal weapon to recognize the master, it doesn't need so much blood?

How so?

Yan Changxiu thought so, and decided to think about it in the long run, and admit that the master would put it aside for a while.

At the moment when Yan Changxiu was about to withdraw his fingers, a violent suction suddenly came from the top of the list, Yan Changxiu was caught off guard, and the qi and blood of one of his hands were sucked dry.

"Ahh

Yan Changxiu was shocked, looked at Bangwen with a shocked expression, and shook his hand violently, wanting to get rid of Bangwen, but how could he?

The majestic suction power of the list text came out, as if it grew on his hand, and he couldn't shake it off, but Yan Changxiu's qi and blood, and spiritual power continued to pour into the list text far away.

"You're not a spirit weapon!What the hell are you!?" Yan Changxiu was shocked, and a death crisis instantly enveloped his body and mind.

How can there be such a good thing in the world, a treasure falling from the sky?

What kind of horrible thing did you pick up?