Chapter Thirty-Seven: A Sword Breaks the Soul
Gazing at it, the woman called Xi Shi looked like she was no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, her skin was like a new jade, her face was like a spring river and the moon, convex and concave, wonderful and natural, at first glance it seemed to be amorous, weak and windy, but it contained an otherworldly divine aura, which was such an ethereal and exquisite, unbelievable.
"Did I really form a group to cross over?"
"Which one is singing in front of you? Could it be a quarrel between the two of you, make fun of me?"
This woman is really upside down all beings, beautiful and beautiful, and her appearance is only seen in her life, and it is expected that even the Zhaojun, Feiyan, Diao Chan, and Guifei who are endlessly written in history may not be able to reach it.
It's just that he only occasionally glanced at the peerless, extraordinary man in blue on one side, and the rest of the people, including himself, seemed to ignore it, Ye Lingxiao was annoyed again, retracted his gaze, and remained silent!
To be self-respecting and self-respecting, Hugh bends his waist for beauty, and secretly admonishes himself in his heart.
"Hey, this guy is funny!"
Seeing his attitude, Xi Shi's bright eyes glanced at him rarely.
Looking at it, the young man in Tsing Yi who has recently become famous in front of him is only sixteen or seventeen years old.
His appearance is quite thin, and his elegant and jade cheeks exude a strong bookish atmosphere.
At first glance, it looks like a talent who entered Beijing to take the exam, the literary quality is polite, if you look closely, you can find that its eyes are radiant, as deep as the starry sky, and it is difficult to hide a heroic spirit of thousands of people, thousands of troops, just with a blood-stained shirt looks very embarrassed, seeing this nondescript treacherous phenomenon, I can't help but laugh!
"Huh...... It turned out to be the three leaders of the younger generation of Lingyue, Fan Li, and Xi Shi of the Cold Moon Palace, this kid killed Senior Brother Yuan, since you insist on protecting him, then you have to compete!"
While he was watching, a fat, burly, and extraordinary blue-clothed monk in the passage on the other side of Ye Lingxiao responded with a dry laugh.
"Cold Moon Palace, they are from the Rakshasa Domain...... Doctor Fan has also crossed over, it seems that this pair of beautiful people are still afraid that it will still be difficult to build the bridge!"
After searching for the information left in his mind about the Eight Princes, Ye Lingxiao quickly realized that the full name of the so-called Cold Moon Palace was Jiuxiao Cold Moon Palace, which was exactly the three holy palaces with the same name as the Yuan Domain Yuanyu Wuji Palace and the Ancestral Domain Qiankun Vientiane Palace.
However, the Cold Moon Palace has always been dominated by female cultivators, and in the long years, except for a few special cases of double cultivation, it is strictly forbidden to fall in love.
This iron law is far stricter than the heavenly court of the spirit world, and I can't help but secretly worry about the fate of this pair of legendary figures.
"Don't you just want to fight, why do you think that you have robbed the wind of the emperor's half-volume supreme technique, you really can't do it, and when the emperor bathes and fasts, he will surpass you!"
After a little deep groaning, he glanced at Fakong, Jochi and the others as they spoke, and immediately turned the sword into a tower, and put it in to wash and change clothes.
"Oh...... Is this really a supreme technique? But what does it mean?"
The wind dozens of feet away shook like smoke, thinking about the string of numbers in his mind, and his pretty face was mixed with surprise and confusion.
"The wind is like smoke...... Half Volume Supreme Technique!"
"The treasure is so arrogant when it is robbed, it is really fake, oh, the expression of the wind seems to be reliable!"
"It's better than ......"
Many people around, including Fakong, Jochi, and Lin Feng, who was holding the Yin Yang Star Dou chessboard of the previous gambling fight, saw this scene and couldn't help dialing their own small abacus in their hearts.
"This girl actually doesn't refute, it's really stupid, well, the great cause of rejuvenation must be carried out under the banner of Yuanyu Wuji Palace, if its high-level asks me to hand over the Supreme Technique, it will be robbed of most of it, and the symbolic intersection is that so many people can testify for me anyway!"
"This tower is really not bad, hey, I was very well prepared before leaving, but unfortunately I didn't prepare much food...... It looks like you'll have to grab a few goblins and stew them to satisfy your appetite...... It's just a Monkey King high-level Xuanbao, it's really disappointing. ”
Ye Lingxiao saw that many people around him were really tempted, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed, secretly thinking about his great cause, but he didn't know that the more this kind of thing was argued, the more it was likely to become darker and darker, creating a strong impression that there was no silver three hundred taels here, so he simply ignored it.
What's more, he used secret techniques to expose his strength without authorization, and he was bent on how to avoid the criticism of the middle and high-level of the sect, and he urgently needed to get the results of the battle to block the truth, and he wished that someone would build momentum for him.
As for the coveting of others, this woman didn't pay much attention to it at all because of her high skills.
Ye Lingxiao thought to himself, and when he could enter the two-story small pagoda that he had refined with two magic weapons as materials, he found that the space inside was not only a hundred feet wide, but also had a rich aura, and he could have an unobstructed view of the situation outside.
After taking out the pre-prepared bucket and fresh water from the storage bag of the Eighth Prince, and after refreshing himself and changing clothes, his belly was gurgling, and he couldn't help but secretly think about the plan of action step by inch.
In order to ensure the success of the plan, Ye Lingxiao began to count his hole cards.
Since gambling with all kinds of heroes, he has won a few battles, and a total of three storage bags have been captured, plus the demon pestle of the Yin Soul Wisdom.
The unknown unlucky guy in the Demon Realm who was killed in seconds only had three thousand spirit stones, more than two thousand immortal jades, plus three magic weapons, and the highest level was only the Monkey King Primary-level Xuan Treasure, Ye Lingxiao couldn't help but be disappointed.
After carefully searching the storage bags of the cloud mirror and Long Kun, there were more than 30,000 spirit stones, more than 10,000 immortal jades, and eight magic weapons, Ye Lingxiao found that even the trapped dragon rope that Long Kun had placed high hopes on as a hole card to try to grab his pagoda was just a high-level Xuanbao of Monkey King.
Later, although Fa Zhi was the protector of the Baolian Sect, his magic weapon and demon pestle did not reach the innate level.
Shabby died, the wealth of these characters with good status was far beyond expectations, which made Ye Lingxiao very annoyed, but he didn't know that people were originally here to make a fortune, and when they went out to rob, they naturally traveled lightly, and only rookies with insufficient confidence would bring a large amount of human spirit stones and fairy jade as supplies.
There is also the Super Saint Dharma Realm that can't help but suppress the cultivator's cultivation extremely powerfully, and even the power of the magic weapon will be greatly reduced, in this case, the level advantage of the magic weapon is difficult to reflect, and the lack of skill is difficult to use even with a high-level magic weapon.
Therefore, unless the magic weapon above the innate level has undergone special sacrifice, it is very compatible with oneself, and the cultivation of the Kaiyuan Realm is generally rarely brought to the Xuan Palace, after all, the duel at this stage depends more on one's own strength, and the role of the magic weapon is not very large.
"Hey, hurry up, follow this girl, if you are alone, beware of your life!"
After the moment, I saw Ye Lingxiao change into a royal blue shirt, looking left and right, chic and leisurely, and the delicate and lively girl in pink in the near passage laughed and joked!
"At such an age, the cultivation is so high, so that no one can live, it seems that I have to work hard!"
After a little sense, I found that this girl called Lingyue, the aura exuded was actually much stronger than Liu Menglin, who was at the peak of the Kaiyuan Ninefold Peak, and it was simply appalling to enter the psychic realm at the age of eleven or twelve, and the pride brought about by the recent leaps and bounds disappeared in an instant.
"Oh my God...... It's so dangerous here, if you fall down, you'll be doomed...... Hey, baby!"
With his thoughts churning, he walked more than ten zhang out of the glass, entered the gate of the palace that exuded the meaning of vicissitudes of life, and glanced at it and found that this temple, which did not look big on the outside, was unexpectedly wide inside.
Gazing at it, there was an unfathomable abyss in front of him, swept by yin qi, clouds and mist, and there was no other path except for the flowers on the other side swaying in the wind.
"Buzz ......"
When he was frightened, as a flower from the other side bloomed seven or eight zhang away, a bright silver halberd appeared in front of him, and his eyes couldn't help but light up.
"It's just the acquired treasure, hey, Jochi's gang also appeared, be careful!"
Ling Yue, a genius girl who entered from the entrance of the near hall, glanced at it, opened her mouth with a disappointed face, and then looked at the right front and whispered.
"If you owe a lot of debt, it should be worth a lot of silver the day after tomorrow!"
The previous refining of the Mixed Yuan Wuji Pagoda sample consumed as many as 500,000 spirit stones and immortal jade in Wuzhuang Guan, and then in the battle, dozens of magic weapons from the southwest and two seas were beaten out, and the two were superimposed, and Ye Lingxiao, who was so large that he was directly pressed, was out of breath, but he glanced at Jochi and the others indifferently, and rushed over with his concentration and vigilance.
"Hey...... It's so presumptuous in front of my Tianluo Sect, look at the move!"
Seeing that Ye Lingxiao was so rampant, a tall and thin man in black with a vicious face on the side of Jochi frowned, and the dragon leaped across an exaggerated and bizarre arc, and stabbed at him with a sword.
"It's a lot of things, only the disciples of this sect are killed by this sect, how can outsiders bully them!"
In the next moment, with a piercing voice, a gray-clothed phantom came into view.
“......”
When I looked closely, I suddenly appeared in this ghost, which looked to be about twenty years old, of medium height, not only with a flat face, but also thin and pale and full of sickness!
Many people present glanced at it and couldn't help but feel contempt, but when they looked at the other party with an arrogant and provocative gaze, they met the opponent's incomparable gaze unexpectedly, and their hearts were instantly shocked, like falling into an ice cave!
It was a pair of dead gray eyes, like falling leaves in late autumn, at first glance it looked dry and decayed without any brilliance, but just as the disrespect in the heart rose slightly, the essence in those eyes burst out, and an indescribable ferocious and murderous aura instantly penetrated the heart, and many people present couldn't help but shudder!
"It's such a terrifying coercion, it's like an ancient giant beast suddenly awakening, could it be the predecessor of the Jade Spirit Sect?
After a glance, he found that the other party's clothes were not only gray, but even his face was gray, and his eyes were obviously dead gray but they were surprisingly bright, just like a fierce tiger staring at his prey, fierce and indifferent, as if when his eyes touched him, he was even more cold and gloomy, Ye Lingxiao couldn't help but secretly slander.
"Oh, here comes a pretentious, nosy person, I am the core disciple of the Tianluo Sect, who are you?"
The man in black who had just made a move paused and spoke with a displeased expression.
"Demon Sect, cold and ruthless!"
The man in gray stood with his hands in his hands and lightly spat out five notes.
"What, a sword breaks the soul and is cold!"
"It is said that this guy rarely uses a second trick to kill!"
Ye Lingxiao stood there ignorant and fearless, while the surrounding heroes were shocked.
"Hmph, a sword breaks the soul, but it's just a waste of fame, see me fall into the sky and let you understand it, draw your sword!"
Yun Luotian's cheeks moved slightly, and he spoke sharply.
"Whoosh ......"
"Whirring ......"
Leng Jue was speechless, still standing with his hands in his hands, but for some reason, there was Dao Dao sword qi shuttling in the void, but when he saw a breeze blowing through the clouds, his body turned into powder and disappeared with the wind!
"This ......"
A good player at the peak of the Kaiyuan Ninefold died unbelievably like this, and everyone present was dumbfounded.
"Get out, the Immortal Refining Ancient Road is not something that can be touched by your strength!"
Leng Jue glanced at everyone and opened his mouth, and then his gaze fell on Ye Lingxiao and said:
"Pangu must be crazy, he actually chose such a waste, for the sake of the revival of this sect, this Dharma protector has the obligation to take back the supreme technique, and choose another good person to teach!"
"Hey, hey, it's ridiculous!"
"This volume of supreme art is clearly snatched by this emperor to magnify my Yuanyu Wuji Palace, who wants to revive the Jade Spirit Sect, it is really self-inflicted!"
Ye Lingxiao raised his eyebrows and opened his mouth with a playful expression.
“...... This guy is tired of life, isn't it?"
All the people around were messy in the wind.