"Huh?"

Han Lin was stunned for a moment.

"Here you go."

Jiang Ding lost a token, which was created by the sect when Liu Sanqi was there, which was used to represent the identity of Jin Lingshan's disciples, and also had the function of entering the library pavilion and other places.

Han Lin left with a small shock.

"Next, mercury silver spirit gold."

"It belongs to me, and only I can play its true role, not to refine it into some mess of poison flags......"

Jiang Ding muttered to himself.

Shout!

A blue flying sword broke through the mountain peak formation and flew into the distance.

……

The foundation building of the main hall of the sect is over, and the foundation building of the Dao Dao is scattered.

"Brother Lingwu,"

A monk in the early stage of the foundation building of the Zhou clan was inexplicably uneasy, and lowered his voice and said: "It's just a matter of talking about the little uncle in the main hall of the sect, it's just words, we will directly snatch the little uncle's poisonous quicksilver mine...... If you wait for it to be built, I'm afraid it will be ......"

The faces of several Zhuji monks who were close friends with the Zhou clan flashed with fear.

In the records of the disciples, the innate sword body of the Qi training period kills the same level like slaughtering a dog.

If the foundation is built,

I can't imagine what a terrible situation it will be.

"What do you call his poison silver mine?"

Zhou Lingwu looked displeased, and sneered: "Lanshan Spirit Mine, this is a spirit mine that the sect has been mining for hundreds of years, when did it become privately owned?" If that's the case, I'll also find a spiritual iron ore tomorrow. ”

"Still......"

The surrounding monks were still silent.

In the world of cultivating immortals, there is no reason that is unreasonable, it has always been that the strong are respected, and the weak dare to take the things of the strong, which is against the truth.

"So, what?!"

Zhou Lingwu said impatiently: "He has been a shrunken turtle in Jinling Mountain for so long, he must be hopeless in building a foundation, what can he do if he is practicing qi and becoming a hero?" Don't be like that. ”

"Taking a step back, even if he builds the foundation, is this thing for my own use? Can I afford to use the third-order poison flow silver ore? ”

He sneered.

"Could it be that Brother Lingwu you have dedicated to ......?"

The three Zhuji felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.

It's not good to do things alone.

"You don't have to think of me like this, although the value of the poison silver mine is high, I don't care about it."

Zhou Lingwu shook his head, his eyes revealing murderous intent: "The Nine Apertures bear the Golden Fruit, it must be my Zhou's, it must be my Uncle Long's, no one can take it, no one can take it!" ”

"It's better if he argues."

"If you really don't know whether you are alive or dead, snatch the third-order spirit ore from the hands of the Jindan Ancestor, this is exactly what I and the elders of the clan and others want to see......"

His words were cold.

"Brother, it's me who underestimated you."

The surrounding Zhuji monks looked solemn and ashamed.

Sonor!

Suddenly, there was a sword roar.

The faces of all the foundation building monks who had just come out of the sect hall changed wildly, and they stopped and looked up at the sky, instinctively feeling panic in their hearts.

Shout!

A blue flying sword burst through the air, and a faint shattering sword intent permeated all directions, watching all the foundation building monks in the clouds.

"Meet...... Uncle Junior! ”

Lei Linghe, the head of the pinnacle of foundation building, showed a bitter face, and felt something, and respectfully bowed the head.

"Tsuki?"

"Tsukiki!"

Many of the Seven Feather Sect's foundation building monks realized something, surprise, panic, uneasiness, resentment, etc., but no matter what, they all bent down and bowed respectfully to the sky.

"Meet, Uncle Junior!"

A group of foundation-building monks bowed down and sang in unison.

The azure flying sword unfolded its sword intent, searched for a moment, locked on Zhou Lingwu and the other four, and turned into a blue sword light and flew down.

The other Tsukiki breathed a sigh of relief and woke up from the stiffness of fear suppressed by the sword intent.

Then I saw the flying sword, falling with murderous intent, simply and neatly, without any nonsense.

"Uncle Junior, no!"

The head of Lei Linghe's face changed.

"I am the foundation of the sect, you dare to kill me?!"

Zhou Lingwu roared.

His heart was filled with fear, his mana and divine sense all exploded, and a flame shield with a high-grade magic weapon spread out in front of him, and the flames rose, and the golden light rose to a height of several zhang, and was tightly covered in front of him.

However, the fear in the heart does not mean to cut it.

"Old Ancestor Zhou!"

"I am Old Ancestor Zhou, your second senior brother's clansman! You can't kill me! ”

Zhou Lingwu trembled and roared.

The Azure Flying Sword paused, as if thinking, detached from the sword light form.

"The Poison Quicksilver Mine is a thing of the sect! I didn't take it! ”

Zhou Lingwu woke up from the fear that was about to suffocate people, and roared: "You have no reason to kill me, otherwise you will be cut off from the sect, and the two ancestors will not let you go." ”

"If I die, you will die too!"

"You want a reason?"

"Yes."

The azure flying sword shook the air, and a sound came out, and then passed on to the head of the sect, Lei Linghe, a picture of the past that was retrieved from the soul of the peak cultivator of the Blood Slaughter Palace.

"Old Shadow Yu is dead, and he has been searched for souls?!"

Lei Linghe's face changed, and he was terrified.

This is the peak monk of the Blood Slaughter Palace's long-standing foundation, his strength is much stronger than him, and he has more than ten lives in the Seven Feather Sect's foundation building, and he is the controller of many secret works in the Blood Slaughter Palace.

“…… Spy ...... Even if Zhou Lingwu is extremely evil. ”

Lei Linghe was not surprised by this matter, and reluctantly said: "Little uncle, please wait for the ancestor to come out, and the ruling on it is ......."

"No need."

"Since there is a reason, it is enough."

Shout!

The azure flying sword no longer paused, turning into a sword light and falling towards Zhou Lingwu's head, seeing the flame shield as nothing, and piercing through it in an instant, without even the slightest effect of blocking.

"No!"

Zhou Lingwu was terrified, like crazy, burning essence and blood and escaping towards the main peak of the fire vein.

Shout!

A blue flying sword passed through his skull, a large hole in his forehead, and his body stiffened, and he fell to the ground weakly, splashing a large cloud of dust.

The surrounding Seven Feather Sect foundation building monks felt a big chill in their hearts.

The foundation building monks like them are also called uncles and seniors outside, and they die in front of them like dead dogs, and they can't even resist.

"Lei Linghe."

The azure flying sword buzzed and vibrate, and the voice came out, and he said lightly: "As the head of the sect, you let the fine work mix into the high-level of the sect, can you be guilty?" ”

"The disciple is guilty!"

Lei Linghe's body trembled, not daring to defend himself.

He didn't have the confidence to escape from the flying sword that killed the Remnant Shadow Daoist of the Blood Slaughter Palace, so naturally he was whatever the other party said.

"Then, there should be accomplices in this secret, should you investigate thoroughly?"

The Azure Flying Sword Divine Thoughts swept by, and clearly landed on the other three Zhuji Monks who had participated in the seizure of the Poison Quicksilver Mine, causing them to show a look of fear, and their blood and divine souls were almost coagulated.

"Uncle Junior, this ......"

Lei Linghe showed a difficult look.

As far as he knew, this matter involved Zhou Laozu, a mere leader, how dare he brush the tiger's whiskers?

"The disciple will try his best to investigate."

He said stiffly.

"Okay, as soon as possible, don't let the sect be endangered by the meticulous work."

"Otherwise, I will personally take action and kill all the demons of the Blood Slaughter Hall who intend to infiltrate the sect."

The azure sword light swung its tail and disappeared in front of everyone.

Many Seven Feather Sects breathed a sigh of relief.

They stood up and looked at each other.

same

(End of chapter)