Song Hongyuan stood still at the mouth of the cave, staring wide-eyed and looking inside, there was no blood mark on the corpse, only there was a thin red line in the center of the eyebrows, no matter the thickness or length, and even the angle in the center of the eyebrows was completely consistent, at least with his divine sense, he couldn't see any difference.

This shows that the control of the last two swords that attacked the sea of knowledge was extremely accurate, to a degree that it was difficult for the foundation building monks to achieve.

Even if the call used is exactly the same, even if the interval between the swords is only folded, if you want to achieve the same scabies, nine out of ten eyelashes will only laugh at this is a daydream.

Song Hong is far from eyelashes, but he also knows that this is as difficult as the sky.

On the surface, Fu Yi just swung two swords, attacking Jia Qiancheng and Jia Meng's already fragile sea of knowledge, cutting off the last wisp of vitality of the two of them.

It is easy to say that the word "steady" and "ruthless" is easy to say, but it needs to be honed over a long period of time, which means that a monk's physical body can cooperate with the sea and soul to a high degree, and it means that thinking and action can be completely synchronized.

When you see it, you think about it, you do it, and you can do it perfectly.

Song Hongyuan's dry throat was a little uncomfortable, he finally reacted at this moment, Fu Yi did not have such strength after building the foundation, but always had ← and felt that the choice to live in peace with him was extremely correct, and once again he was glad that the pursuit of the Qi Refining Period was unsuccessful.

"Ahem, Song Daoyou, how long are you going to stare at Jiameng? Although he is not a good person, he is dead, this disheveled ......"

Hearing the ridicule of Fu Yi, Song Hongyuan realized that he was staring at Chi Guoguo's good dream, and in an instant, his whole face seemed to be splashed with a basin of hot water, and his eyes were about to be blinded.

"You young man, you still haven't seen enough. Seeing him running away for his life, Fuyi couldn't help but continue to tease until he covered his head and faced the mountain wall. "Okay, okay, I won't talk about it, I don't want anything in their storage bags, you take them all. ”

Song Hongyuan didn't turn around, but still headed towards the stone wall, with a hint of disbelief in his hoarse voice. "Why is that? You're the main force, and you deserve seventy percent. ”

Brushing his heart and saying that this is not to buy you, it is not strange to have many people, and I will think of all kinds of strange things in the future, but I hope it can be turned into a sentence "Forget it, it's all friends who want to do so much".

"If you are really uneasy, I will collect fifty percent of the spirit stones, and I can't use other materials and magic weapons. ”

"I can sell it. ”

He didn't bother to talk to him, so he took back the storage sachet and storage bag from the cave and put it in the palm of his hand.

Jiameng's sachet is easy to open, and the quality of the things used by the female slave is not very good, even if it is the mountain master, it is not much better. Jia Qiancheng's high-end storage bag was tightly covered, and it took a lot of effort to forcibly break it.

This is still because of Jia Qiancheng's fall, which affects the storage bag formation connected to it, otherwise she really has no moves.

"Song Daoyou, these two people have a total of 10,000 low-grade spirit stones, ten medium-grade spirit stones∫ take 5,000 lower-grade spirit stones, five medium-grade ones, and the rest are all put in storage bags for you. ”

After destroying the sachets, she unintentionally destroyed the corpses in the cave, and the spirit bees flew out through the black smoke and slowly landed on Song Hongyuan's shoulder.

"Then thank you for it. Song Hongyuan calmed down and thought about it carefully, this move seemed to be a gesture of goodwill, although he didn't know why she wanted to show goodwill, but he couldn't refuse someone's sincerity. "If you need it in the future, just open your mouth. ”

Fu Yi grinned, waved his hand and said, "You're welcome∥ Daoyou plan to leave or enter the city?"

Song Hongyuan looked at the looming city protection array behind the barren forest, and after thinking for a moment, he responded: "The advanced city understands the situation in the outer region and then decides, can you join you?"

"Okay. Fuyi nodded, her lost heart and blood had not been completely recuperated, she was a little weak after this battle, and the earth spirit slept like a dead spirit, so it was really difficult for her to go outside when she was weak and helpless.

"This time, I picked up so many spirit stones in vain, and when I entered the city, I had to buy a flying magic weapon to travel. On the way into the city, the two talked about their future plans with a look of anticipation.

Fuyi was full of thoughts about buying, buying, buying, thinking about what color flying sword to buy, and thinking that when he was developed in the future, he would definitely buy a flying sword of the same color if he wanted to buy a piece of clothing.

Song Hongyuan walked ahead with the spirit bee on his back, and when he heard her words, his divine sense moved into the storage bag and took out a second-order super flying sword. Looking at its very ancient shape, it should be very old.

"This is the only second-order magic weapon in Jia Qiancheng's secret vault, I think it should be a good thing, but I don't recognize what material it is∫ I don't need a sword, or it is more convenient for the spirit boat to travel, if you don't dislike it, you can stay." ”

As soon as Jia Qiancheng died, they could all use the secret treasure in the light, and the unwanted master followed the clues to find the door to take revenge.

The black matte flying sword has nothing fancy, it is a palm wide at the shoulder when it is in the frying state, and the hilt is cylindrical in hand, which is integrated with the scarf, and it should be forged as a whole, not separately.

Both sides of the towel are covered with wide formations, so simple that it seems that it cannot be effective ♀, which is the characteristic of treasures in the Middle Ages, and the runes are often simple and smooth, complex and subtle, and messy and unclear are the lowest.

The flying sword has never been bladed, and there is no trace of recognizing the owner, and it is rare to fold it in the ancient relics.

"Fu Daoyou let me not be polite, why do you have to be polite?" Song Hong saw that Fu Yi had not moved for a long time, and thought that she was hesitating, so he persuaded her.

Fu Yi actually didn't intend to refuse, she just felt that it was more convenient for Song Hongyuan to hold the sword for her to observe carefully......

She smiled embarrassedly, took the extremely heavy flying sword, and secretly scolded herself that this flying magic weapon in the Middle Ages was so heavy, could it really fly?

She didn't rush to try it out, she was about to arrive at the city team, this ancient thing must be eye-catching, it is better to put it in the storage bag early and hide it.

The two of them came to the back of the sparse team, moving forward step by step with the crowd. From the Qi Refining Period to the Jindan Period, you have to pay ten lower-grade spirit stones to enter the city, and only Yuanying Zhenren can enter the city without spirit stones from above.

Most of the three thousand domains of the city protection formation are demon cultivators, demon cultivators and evil cultivators, and if these three identities want to enter the city, they need to greet the city lord before they can enter and exit from the weak place of the temporarily opened formation.

When it was about to be the turn of Fu Yi and Song Hongyuan to enter the city, a noisy shouting suddenly came from behind, causing all the monks to look back. When they saw the team not far away, the faces of many Jindan monks changed, and they silently took a few steps back, quite with the intention of giving way to a wide road.

Foreigners like Fu Yi and Song Hongyuan continued to look curiously, and the nine early Jindan monks carried an open-top shoulder, like a family in a mortal country, pompous and meaningless.

This was already a rare spectacle in the Immortal Cultivation Domain, but what surprised everyone even more was that the old god sitting on his shoulder was actually a young man in the early stage of foundation building.

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