Li Xiaoming, who was standing in the ring of life and death, saw that the onlookers were gathering more and more, and his brain was a little dizzy when he was aroused.

He was born in the Flying Star Domain and grew up in the Flying Star Domain, although he did not have a family as a backer, nor did he have a skill, but he had been in the Flying Star Domain for many years, and he had made friends with a lot of "elites" in casual cultivation.

Even if these elites are considered by others to be the most vicious, he still feels that Bei'er has face. How to say it, when you go out to rob and report the name of a few good friends, it can play a deterrent role, and sometimes you don't need to fight, the other party will take the initiative to offer a storage bag to save your life.

When the aura was not decaying, his qualifications for the four spirit roots of the yellow product were not up or down, and he relied on the accumulation of pills, and all the hard-earned spirit stones were given to the pill shop, which was really aggrieved.

It wasn't until sixteen years ago that his aura was extremely thin and the world was in chaos, that he finally had a sense of existence that he had never had before.

The shameful robbery that used to be a shame has become a prevalent thing, and he and his friends, who are good at it, have made a lot of money, and because of this, his cousin, who used to ignore him, has recently pestered him tightly, not only taking the initiative to dedicate himself, but also having to officially become a Taoist couple, where can he agree.

The monk is a free body, he doesn't want to indulge in love and love, besides, there are many beauties in the world, why bother tying up to his cousin, at most using her to pass the boring time.

Some time ago, the secret realm appeared, and he planned to go in with his cousin to find an opportunity, but Jiaoyun Daoyou, the top dancer of the Drunken Flower Building, sent a message, allowing him to discuss the Tao in private as never before. The two of them talked about it for a few days and nights at a time, so how could they have time to explore the secret realm.

What's more, the cousin's posture is mediocre, and Jiaoyun Daoyou's posture is an immortal, and how to choose is simply clear at a glance.

Now it seems that not going to the secret realm is really the wisest decision I have made in my life.

not only got rid of his cousin, who had long been tired of playing, but also saved his life, and became closer to Jiaoyun Daoyou. The most important thing is that a few days ago, he robbed a descendant of a foreign family near the teleportation square, obtained a Ning Infant Pill, and the day of achieving the body of the Yuan Infant is just around the corner.

Recently, I have heard a lot of praise, Li Xiaoming is a little fluttering, but in the end, he is just a low-level casual cultivator, and he has never been cheered up by so many people.

Hearing that most of the people below were cheering for him, Li Xiaoming was even more ambitious, he felt that he was already standing on the top of the world, although this "world" seems a little small at present, but in the future, his world will get bigger and bigger, and he will stand higher and higher!

"Poor sour people who don't think about themselves, still dare to gamble with me?hehe, before you die, you will open your eyes, and be a low-key person in the next life!" Li Xiaoming felt that most monks would shout a few words in the ring of life and death, and whether they died or not was a trivial matter, and the scene should be held up first.

He once watched a life-and-death ring scolding battle, the two sides spoke fiercely, from the ancestors to the non-existent children and grandchildren, but before the fight started, one of them died because of the anger and madness.

He didn't want to scold the little female cultivator in front of him to death, but he decided to occupy the dual upper hand of momentum and strength, and kill this idiot, so that he could become famous in Thousand Machines City again.

A flash of light flashed around Li Xiaoming's body, the blue Dao robe flew backwards, and with a movement of his divine sense, he sacrificed two gray-silver light swords hanging behind him. "This natal magic weapon of mine is made of third-order super-grade Xuanjin ......"

Whoosh –

An invisible sword qi was born in the air, and Li Xiaoming's unfinished words could never be said again, and a complete human head rolled from his neck to the ground, and the blood flow seemed to be half a beat slower, and it only burst out when everyone's screams spread throughout the entire Thousand Machine City.

Everything was so fast that it was like a joke, no one saw the clothes move, not even whether she sacrificed the natal magic weapon or not, and most of the monks didn't know what kind of attack it was.

Only the small number of monks who recognized the clothes could not help but shout with mixed emotions of excitement and shock.

"It deserves to be the first sword of Jindan!"

"Fu Daoyou is really unique!"

"Good sword!"

"Where's the sword?

Hearing the noise of people through the formation, he smiled and arched his hand at everyone in response, and his divine sense picked up the storage bag tied to half of his body, opened it and looked at it, smashed it and put all the things into the storage ring.

There are not many things, and there are only 30,000 medium-grade spirit stones in total, and there is also a cyan thousand machine orders in it, and he took out his clothes and held it in his hand, jumped out of the ring and threw it to Lu Lingfeng, who was numb.

"What are you doing in a daze, let's go!" Fuyi flashed in the crowd and came to Lu Lingfeng, pulled his sleeves, and took advantage of the fact that everyone was still in a state of shock and didn't dare to approach, just pulled his legs and left, and after a while, the enthusiastic crowd would surround him to show his goodwill.

Lu Lingfeng was dragged by him and staggered, but fortunately he followed in time, and the two of them galloped out of the city gate all the way, and they could hear the exclamation not far behind them.

The two of them flew in the direction of the Thousand Machines Sect for a whole day, and when they saw that no one was following behind them, they slowed down.

"You're in the limelight enough. ”

"It's still very small compared to the time in the Ling Xiao Domain. ”

Lu Lingfeng originally wanted to tease her, but she didn't expect to be teased by her, and he was speechless for a while, only glaring at her angrily.

"You have no improvement in fighting him, what is there to fight. Lu Lingfeng didn't understand a little, for him, it was better to meditate and cultivate than to fight without improvement, it was a complete waste of time.

Fu Yi has a big plan in her heart to win over the three thousand domains, and if she doesn't seize the opportunity to continue to consolidate the reputation of Jindan's first sword, who will remember who she is after a long time?

However, such a grand wish of his own can be understood by this sword idiot.

Fuyi cleared his throat and said with a serious face: "I want to help you win a cyan Thousand Machines Order." Someone in the Thousand Machines Sect recognizes you, but the major families and scattered cultivators don't necessarily recognize you, so it's not good for you to jump out and declare your identity as a disciple of the Sword Sect, right? ”

Although her words were inexplicably reasonable, Lu Lingfeng still refused to give in. "When did I say I was going to the Secret Realm of Wuyang? ”

When Fu Yi heard that his tone was no longer stiff, he knew that he believed in his own evil, and hurriedly hit the railroad while it was hot: "The Eight Great Sects should support justice, help the weak, hoe and promote goodness!

Lu Lingfeng's sense of morality was immediately stimulated to the limit, and he responded with righteous words: "How can I do something that I can't save if I die!"

"I know that my friends in the road are strong and kind, so what else do you say, thousands of machine sects have received the details of the mission!"

When the two of them flew to the vicinity of the Thousand Machine Sect Mountain Range, they were stopped by an old voice that sounded like a bell, and the flying sword was stagnant in the air, unable to move forward half an inch.

"The two little friends don't have to go to the deacon hall anymore, follow the guide disciples to Kefeng to talk. ”