Zhao Wangdi's master sighed slightly, he couldn't understand why it was just a soul weapon that could not necessarily be refined into a magic weapon, so he had to pay so much attention to it, so that his posture was very low throughout the whole process.

It's like that bullish second elder of the Purple Qi Sect, who dares to despise the master of a sect, if he beats him, he will beat him, where can he go to complain?

He knew very well the strength of his own sect master, although it was not as good as the little heavenly master, but one person was ninety percent sure of winning against those three.

The second elder of the Purple Qi Sect, who wanted to avenge his disciples, had an extremely bad face, but he could only throw off his sleeves and leave.

After the three of them walked away, an elder next to him asked, "Second Elder, why did that kid from Tianhuo suddenly choose to stop?" ”

That sword does have incalculable strength, but it is just a sword, a powerful magic weapon, they have a numerical advantage, and they have a great chance of winning.

The Nanling Immortal Dynasty was very stable, but it was not a strange thing for the high-level of various sects to fight like this.

Abbreviated as the Dao.

The second elder's face was still gloomy, and his strong arms were even more bruised, "The two elders have been in retreat for too long, I'm afraid they don't know the current situation very well... She can kill us. ”

The two old men were horrified.

Even if this level of fighting happened in the Nanling Immortal Dynasty, it would not hurt his life, at most he would win or lose.

Just like Sect Master Liu said, the Daomen family can't tolerate you making such a fuss.

Even if there is any deep hatred between the two sides, they have to go to another place to settle it, and the degree of fall is still too heavy.

At most, the opponent was beaten to the point that the foundation of the Dao was broken, and the realm plummeted.

This has happened before.

An old man's eyes widened suddenly, "That little girl can't be..."

Before he could finish speaking, he quickly covered his mouth.

"Don't blame it, it's a mistake by the disciple of Purple Qi Peak."

The second elder suddenly sighed, how could he be found by Wei Xia Zhi's little bastard?

It's hard to get him.

There are dozens of Dao Sects in the Nanling Immortal Dynasty, and the number of such a large number of sects is also quite explosive in the outside world.

But are they all sects? In fact, they are like Dao systems that occupy mountain peaks, and when they encounter the main peak, they dare not claim to be a sect.

"Yes, she is a person from the Ethereal Peak, and it is very likely that she is still the master of the Ethereal Peak."

The only thing that can make all the Dao Sects dare not claim to be a sect in front of them is the Ethereal Sect of the Nanling Immortal Dynasty.

It can command all the inner sects of the Immortal Dynasty, including the Immortal Sects under him.

On the white clouds that Zhao Wangdi was bouncing, would he surpass the middle-aged Taoist in front of him.

"Master, who is that person? Why is our sect master afraid of her? ”

The middle-aged Taoist laughed and said, "Our sect master is not afraid of her, but respects her identity. ”

"Then she's strong, isn't she?" The girl's face was still puzzled.

In her eyes, Master is the sky, and Sect Master Liu is the heaven.

"It's really strong, it's not an opponent for a teacher."

"What about the Sect Master?" Zhao Wangdi was a little disappointed.

His master will not lie to her, saying that if she is not an opponent, she is not an opponent.

"Sect Master Liu... It depends on how far you go. ”

Zhao Wangdi was more or less unconvinced in his heart, just like when he chased and killed Xu Zhien for tens of thousands of miles.

"Fighting for his life, what are the chances of the sect master and his old man winning?"

"Ninety percent will die, ten percent will win."

"Huh?"

The middle-aged Taoist smiled and diverted the topic, "Do you know that young man?" ”

"I don't know, but I know Xu Zhien, he should be quite familiar with that young man."

"The young man looked stunned, how could it be interesting to have Xu Zhien's little loach......"

"Hahaha-" The middle-aged Taoist laughed and disappeared with the girl.

These great monks came and went as fast as they could, and the rest of them were there.

Wei Xia Zhi didn't know the tragic situation of the Longevity Daoist at this time, and could only smell a heavy fishy smell, some blood, which was not the same.

Yang Sheng wanted to ask Wei Xia Zhi if it was Wei Xia Zhi in Wu Chu's mouth, but in this depressing atmosphere, it was difficult to speak, so he could only stare at Lu Xinjue next to him.

They didn't have much to say, they had even done it before.

Dongfang Huaiyin summoned the remnants of the moon black bird and went to the distance, not knowing what he was doing.

Ye Zhi saw that the young man's face was full of worry, and comforted: "It should be fine, judging from his previous confidence..."

Snort -

In Ye Zhi's puzzled gaze, the old man seemed to be deflated, and instantly dried up.

"Is it so exaggerated to practice a soul life weapon?" She couldn't quite understand it anymore.

"Xia Liufeng, Xia Liufeng?" Wei Xia Zhi tried to call twice.

The shriveled Longevity Daoist was silent again.

"We'll see." Ye Zhi said with a smile.

"Hmm." Wei Xia Zhi nodded, went to the side and sat down, scratching his head from time to time, very irritable.

"He's your good friend?" Ye Zhi went to the young man's side.

Wei Xia Zhi nodded and shook his head, "It's a friend, I really wanted to kill him here before, and then I used each other..."

The young man told him about his general experience with Xia Liufeng, and Ye Zhi replied seriously: "A friend who has passed his life is not a good friend who can describe it." ”

"Sort of..."Wei Xia Zhi felt a little guilty in his heart.

If it weren't for him, Xia Liufeng wouldn't have desperately covered him to escape from the encirclement.

"Eh, Wei Gongzi, do you want to come and see this moon black bird?"

Hearing this, Wei Xia Zhi immediately got up and trotted to Dongfang Huaiyin's side.

"Oriental girl, what's wrong?"

The woman in Tsing Yi looked at the young man with a smile, "I used a little means to temporarily stabilize his soul, and he won't feather, but he won't last long......"

"Can you save him?" Wei Xia Zhi asked.

This month the black bird is also quite pitiful, the sin is not in him, it is naturally a good thing to be able to save it.

"Yes, but he probably doesn't want to live anymore..."

The emaciated boy thought for a moment and spoke again, "Save him first, it's his freedom to live or not." ”

"Hmm!" The woman in Tsing Yi nodded with satisfaction.

"But..."Then he looked at Wei Xia Zhi with some embarrassment, and then at Ye Zhi.

"Oriental girl, but it doesn't hurt to say."

Seeing the young man's firm face, the woman in Tsing Yi said, "Maybe you want something on Wei Gongzi." ”

Ye Zhi pursed her lips.

"What?"

Dongfang Huaiyin stretched out his hand, and a thumb-sized flame immediately flew out of the young man's body.

"The fire spirit just coincides with the attributes of the cultivation of the adult Moon Black Bird."

Wei Xia Zhi felt a warmth in his chest, and then he heard the sound of whirring flames.

How can this fire spirit itself have it?

"It's in the cave, Miss Ye spent a lot of time taking it out in order not to destroy the water transportation of mountains and rivers at that time."

Ye Zhi looked at the woman in Tsing Yi and raised her hand to pinch her face.

"That's right," the boy muttered.

Dongfang Huaiyin pushed the flame into the remnants of the Moon Black Bird, and instead of scorching his soul, he was slowly absorbing the power of the flames.

Ye Zhi looked at the flame with some distress, which she had specially left on Wei Xia Zhi to help him cultivate.

"That's... Wei Xia Zhi, do you recognize it..."

Before Yang Sheng finished speaking, the mutation reappeared.

The Longevity Daoist who was sitting cross-legged on the ground moved, and the dark black blood that covered his face gradually coagulated, like a mask, and was put on his face.

Even Dongfang Huaiyin stopped his movements and looked at it curiously.

The mask turned from dark red to black, and then a series of curved gold threads stretched out until they covered the entire mask.

Wei Xia Zhi couldn't know anything, so he had to ask, "What's wrong?" ”

Ye Zhi touched her beautiful chin, "It should be... Almost there, right? ”

Anyway, when she condensed the soul weapon, she didn't work so hard at all, thinking that it was a sword, and the sword came out.

And then it became a sword immortal, simple.

"Ahh

The sudden roar of the Longevity Daoist startled Wei Xia Zhi.

"Oh no, his life is draining fast!"

Ye Zhi's face changed slightly, and she reached out a small virtual hand and pressed the top of the head of the Longevity Daoist.

"Kill me, kill me!"

Wei Xia Zhi couldn't help anything, so he had to paced back and forth in a hurry.

"Uh... Kill me, please kill me......"

The emaciated boy stopped, his brow furrowed, "Why..."

The old voice of the Longevity Daoist became less and less like his.

"I don't know, but I can feel that the soul weapon he's meditating on is almost complete."

"I'll come." The woman in Tsing Yi walked over, like Ye Zhi just now, and pressed the top of his head.

"He... Seemingly, no! ”

"He's got something else mixed in his soul!"

"Are there two souls?!" Wei Xia Zhi asked anxiously.

After closing her eyes and feeling it for a moment, the woman in Tsing Yi said uncertainly: "It seems to be..."

"Actually, his current state is more like a person with two thoughts, which is equivalent to a split personality..."

"That's right, it must be Xia Liufeng who is doing ghosts!"

Xia Liufeng's means is that if he can have a wisp of soul to survive in the world, he can not die.

It should be that when he fled, he ran into a long-lived Taoist and wanted to take away, and then he was defeated, so he could only temporarily stay on his body.

Then why didn't the Longevity Daoist want to exterminate him?

"By the way, it was the means he wanted for Xia Liufeng to give him a chance!"

"Can you save him?" Wei Xia Zhi's voice revealed a nervousness.

Dongfang Huaiyin shook his head, "Maybe they will all be gone, but at this level, I can save a wisp of soul..."

The emaciated young man's face turned pale.

Hmmm-

The black mask covering the face of the Longevity Daoist moved, and gradually grew facial features, and then joy, anger, sorrow, and joy, all of which were demonstrated on it.

"Quick... Kill me......"

This time it was the voice of the long-lived Taoist pleading.

Wei Xia Zhi couldn't care if he lived or died, and asked, "Can you pull the soul of Xia Liufeng out first?" ”

"No, he only has one soul, if my guess is right, the Xia Liufeng in your mouth has been successfully resigned, but his longevity strength is countless times stronger than him..."

After Wei Xia Zhi waved his fist impotently, he patted his head, "There are also mountains and rivers roll, can mountains and rivers keep his soul?" ”

The woman in Tsing Yi glanced at the broken picture scroll and sighed.

This magic weapon is like this, and there is no chance to give it a try.

Ye Zhi is also in a hurry, these soul ways are messy, and she doesn't understand too much.

And they don't need to understand sword cultivation at all.

Just use your sword to kill the enemy, and the means of twisting and turning are superfluous.