The night light was like water, soaked in darkness, Ji Changyue stepped on the sword, and his body swayed left and right.

"Slow down!"

Almost thrown off again, Airport Yue shouted with a stiff face.

Qin Yang walked against the wind, following closely behind the broken sword.

During the day, the sword that pretended to be dead somehow suddenly became excited, and flew in one direction without looking back.

If Qin Yang hadn't grabbed it in time, it would have disappeared long ago.

was said, and the broken sword finally flew smoothly.

"Has your sword always been so personal?" Ji Changyue asked.

Isn't the spirit sword in touch with its master? Why this sword doesn't want to be obedient.

Qin Yang: "It has its own ideas, and you didn't know it for the first time." ”

Thinking that it was not clinging to himself at the beginning, Ji Changyue touched his nose.

The broken sword buzzed, as if in response to the words of the two.

After flying steadily for about half an hour, the sword body swooped downward.

Unprepared Ji Changyue: You'd better have something!

Qin Yang's eyes were quick and he pulled Ji Changyue.

The two landed smoothly, and they saw that the broken sword was desperately digging the ground.

Ji Changyue looked at Qin Yang: "Is this also its unknown fetish?" ”

Qin Yang: ......

Qin Yang raised his hand and slammed his palm into the place where the broken sword was shaving.

A huge hole appeared in the ground, and the broken sword poked into it and continued to dig the ground.

Haven't arrived yet?

Ji Changyue also threw two bursting charms.

The broken sword is still being gouged.

Ji Changyue and Qin Yang joined forces and bombarded for two hours.

"Boom—"

The ground began to collapse.

Breaking the sword took the lead and immediately jumped in.

"Let's go."

Qin Yang also jumped in.

To make Broken Sword so greedy, there must be something good underneath.

As soon as she jumped down, Ji Changyue was stabbed by the white light and couldn't open her eyes.

Finally opened her eyes, Ji Changyue froze and rubbed her eyes in disbelief.

"It's... Spirit Stone ......"

In the lowland potholes, dense white spirit stones are inlaid in the stone soil, and the white spirit stones exude a rich aura.

They are all high-grade spirit stones!

Qin Yang moved his lips, he had never seen so many high-grade spirit stones in his life.

Ji Changyue stepped forward and picked up a hundred limbs at the end of the rich aura that she held in the palm of her hand.

Jiuyou came out of the sea of knowledge and lay on the spirit stone, "There are so many stones!" ”

It conjured up a huge mouth, and when it opened its mouth, it was about to devour the spirit stone.

"Bang!"

The Broken Sword was faster than it and plunged into the center of the spirit stone.

Qin Yang's face changed, "Come back with a broken sword, you leave us a little!" ”

How can there be a spirit stone in front of him who doesn't do anything, Breaking Sword Reason ignores it, and frantically absorbs the aura in the spirit stone.

Countless spirit stones turned into spiritual energy, and the white spiritual energy was thick and almost liquid.

In an instant, all the white spirit stones disappeared, leaving only one in Ji Changyue's palm.

“……”

“……”

Qin Yang once again had the idea of throwing it away.

Broken Sword burped, and excitedly came to Ji Changyue's side, unaware of Qin Yang's dissatisfaction.

"Ahhh~"

The stone to his mouth was gone, and Jiuyou was almost angry, and opened his mouth to cry.

Ji Changyue was silent and stuffed the last spirit stone into the storage bag.

The place was found by the broken sword, but she also made a contribution, and this spirit stone was her hard work.

Qin Yang held the broken sword that circled around Ji Changyue, "Since there are high-grade spirit stones here, there must be middle-grade and low-grade spirit stones." ”

That's right.

Jiuyou is spiritual, it does not dislike the quality of the stone, as long as it can be eaten.

Ji Changyue looked around and threw out a burst charm.

The rune flashed, and with a "boom", a hole exploded.

A dark hole appears in front of you.

Before he had time to be surprised, he broke the sword and charged with strength, violently broke away from Qin Yang's hand, and rushed towards the cave.

Fortunately, Qin Yang was prepared this time, flew to stop the broken sword, grabbed the hilt of the sword with one hand, the white light in his palm flashed, and the broken sword instantly became honest.

Jiuyou stepped into the cave first, and the cave was illuminated in an instant.

A pair of dark and shiny eyes stared at the two who suddenly broke in.

Ji Changyue: ......

When I saw the intruder, a monster beast that looked like a mouse, baring its fangs, its dark eyes flashing with a fierce light.

"Sixth-Order Gray-toothed Rat."

As soon as Qin Yang's words fell, the gray-toothed rat rushed up like crazy.

Ji Changyue instinctively drew the knife and pounced, only to remember that the knife had been broken.

The two gray-toothed rats were already in front of him, and Ji Changyue threw out a ball of fire.

"Ah~"

The gray-toothed rat that was touched by the ghostly blue spirit fire screamed, turned over and wanted to escape, the dark blue flames spread, and the gray-toothed rat beside him was also stained with flames.

Screams rang out one after another.

Qin raised his sword, and the icy cold aura overflowed.

The gray-toothed rats thought they were saved, and they rushed to him.

The next moment, the long sword slashed quickly, the gray-toothed rat was frozen, the sword qi swept, and the surrounding gray-toothed rat was cut off by the waist.

The two cooperated, and soon, the gray-toothed rat in the hole was cleaned up.

Condensing the fire mass consumes her divine sense, Ji Changyue's head is a little dizzy, she stands firm, and she casually takes out a Xuan-level spirit sword from the storage bag.

"I'll do it."

Qin Yang saw that she couldn't stand on her feet and was going to dig the demon pill, so he walked over with his sword and began to dig the demon pill.

Someone helps, Ji Changyue is naturally happy.

Qin Yang dug out the inner pills of more than a dozen gray-toothed rats, and was about to hand them to Ji Changyue.

Behind him, the sound of "squirming" sounded.

Qin Yang was suddenly vigilant, and Ji Changyue also clenched the sword in her hand, and the spiritual fire was surging in her palm.

"Bang Bang Bang~"

The voice was getting closer and closer, and Ji Changyue could see what was coming clearly.

Gray-toothed rats!

A steady stream of gray-toothed rats came out, and in just a few moments, there were almost hundreds of gray-toothed rats.

The gray-toothed rat is a good social monster, but there are not so many!

Ji Changyue's hand holding the sword tightened, looking at the gray-toothed mouse's gaze cautiously.

Qin Yang's eyes were solemn, "Be careful, there may be a rat king here." ”

Only a group of gray-toothed rats with a rat king would have so many gray-toothed rats. And the minimum cultivation of the Rat King is also at the eighth order, which is equivalent to the golden pill of human cultivation.

However, now it is not the question of whether there is a rat king or not, it is the right thing to solve these gray-toothed rats first.

Qin Yang shuttled among the rats, and after a few back and forth, most of the gray-toothed rats died.

He moves fast, but the number of gray-toothed rats is increasing, as if they can't be killed.

Later, the level of the gray-toothed rats that poured in was getting higher and higher, and they were all seventh-order.

Ji Changyue laboriously cut off the head of a gray-toothed mouse, and the next gray-toothed mouse pounced again.

She took two steps back, the spirit sword blocking the attack of the gray-toothed mouse, and gritted her teeth to sacrifice the spiritual fire.

While the gray-toothed rat was in pain, cut it down again.

The head rolled around, and with it a ball of fire, instantly burned in the gray-toothed rat pile.

Crackling and burnt with a scorching aroma.

The sword wave swept through, and the gray-toothed rat fell into a large piece.

Qin Yang frowned, "Let's get out of here." ”

It is definitely not possible to fight hard, most of their spiritual power has been consumed, and the Rat King has not yet appeared, it seems that they want to wait for their strength to be exhausted, and then reap the benefits of the fisherman after their spiritual power is consumed.

It is necessary to keep the spiritual energy abundant.

Ji Changyue nodded, rushed out of the group of gray-toothed rats, Teng Man threw out, wrapped around the branches on the ground, and left the cave with strength.

"Boom!"