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Looking at the pile of priceless things in front of him, Dong Bufan's face showed a smile.

"Aotian, this time, is it you pit master me, or is it me who pit you?" Dong Bufan smiled.

After Dong Bufan put away the pills and talismans, he looked at the six magic weapons.

The attack magic weapon, all of them are three flying swords, the blade is wrapped in a faint light, the aura floats, and a killing intent emanates from it.

And the defensive magic weapon has a black shield the size of a palm, as well as a ring and a jade bracelet.

Intermediate magic weapons, although they can't be said to be extremely precious existences, but they are really extraordinary, and among sects like them, new disciples don't even have magic weapons at all.

And some inner disciples, the sect will give a primary magic weapon, as for the intermediate magic weapon, it is the core disciples of the sect, only to get.

Especially the defensive magic weapon, the value is more than the offensive magic weapon, and these three defensive magic weapons in Dong Bufan's eyes are worth at least more than seven thousand spirit stones, far exceeding these three flying swords.

Dong Bufan emitted his aura, wrapped the six magic weapons, and began to refine.

Any magic weapon needs to be refined first, and after refining, it can be used to exert its effect.

The refining didn't last long, and all of them succeeded, and the three flying swords were put into the storage bag by Dong Bufan, and the rings and bracelets were directly brought by him.

As for the small black shield, it was inhaled into his chest by Dong Bufan, hidden under his skin, and protected his heart.

At the same time, at this time in the Ling Sword Sect, the newly established mountain gate, Aotian and Shenghai were sitting on the top, and in front of the two of them, there were two young men.

One of the young people is the proud dragon, and as for the other young man, he has a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and his muscles are full of explosive power, and he is the pride of the Holy Spirit Valley, Wang Xiong!

"Listen to the two of you, once you enter the Netherworld Secret Realm, you will directly do it for me, kill Dong Bufan, there is no need to hesitate, if anyone stops, directly kill them together!"

Aotian instructed with a gloomy face: "Don't think about playing Dong Bufan, you must know that in the Netherworld Secret Realm, it is not simple, and at the beginning, the ghost has been eliminated before, it is the best place to do it, once you miss it, let him go deep into it, then Dong Bufan He is extremely cunning, and the Ghost Control Sect also really has the means, it is not easy to kill him." ”

"Yes!" Aolong agreed with a sneer: "Master, don't worry, as long as Dong Bufan enters the Netherworld Secret Realm, the disciple can guarantee that he won't live for a hundred breaths!"

On this point, Auron's heart is full of confidence.

As long as he makes a move on Dong Bufan without scruples, if he wants to kill Dong Bufan, it is as simple as pinching an ant to death.

Wang Xiong was on the side, hearing this, he didn't speak, after all, he was not a disciple of this Ling Sword Sect, he was a disciple of the Holy Spirit Valley.

Even, when he heard Aotian directly order him at this time, he was still a little dissatisfied in his heart.

What qualifications does he, the sect master of the Ling Sword Sect, have to command himself?

Aotian glanced at Wang Xiong, but he didn't get angry, his eyes fell on Shenghai, and said, "Holy Daoyou, your disciple, there is no problem, right?"

"Naturally, there is no problem. Sheng Hai nodded with a smile on his face, and glared at Wang Xiong.

Wang Xiong hugged his fists and said, "Master, don't worry, the disciple will definitely take back my Holy Spirit Valley Supreme Treasure, the Yan Immortal Sword." ”

"Very good, Holy Daoist, you can leave first and prepare well. "Aolong gave the order to evict the guest.

Sheng Hai clasped his hands into fists and signaled, and rushed out with Wang Xiong outside.

Aotian watched the holy sea leave here, his eyes gloomy looked towards Aolong, and said: "Long'er, this time, killing Dong Bufan is only one of them, the most important thing, you don't have to forget, this time, our Ling Sword Sect, in order to open the Netherworld Secret Realm in advance, but consumed a lot of resources, if you mess up, do you know the consequences?"

At this time, if Hai Lantian is here, hearing Aotian's words, his heart will definitely be full of shock.

Because, that Netherworld Secret Realm was not opened by itself in advance, but the means of this Ling Sword Sect.

Of course, at this time, from Aotian's words, it can also be heard that he opened the Netherworld Secret Realm in advance, not just to kill Dong Bufan, but to have more important things to do.

"Master rest assured, the disciple knows in his heart that the disciple will definitely not mess up it. Aolong's face showed a solemn expression.

Aotian nodded slowly, looked outside, and said with a hideous face: "There are countless ghosts among them, and these ghosts are what is needed to destroy Biyou Palace, Biyou Palace, isn't it good for you to honestly submit to my Ling Jian Sect?

Wang Xiong here, as soon as he came out, he couldn't help but say to the Holy Sea: "Master, why do we have to obey the Ling Sword Sect? Although our Holy Spirit Valley is not as good as them, there is no need for us to obey him?"

For Ling Jianzong, Wang Xiong didn't have a good impression of him at all, and even his heart was full of dissatisfaction with him.

In the eyes of the Ling Sword Sect, they were like their slaves, calling them at will, and in normal times, they suppressed them at will.

In the past, the disciples of the Ling Sword Sect, after seeing his disciples in the Holy Spirit Valley, were all arrogant and did not give the slightest face, which made Wang Xiong, he was already full of anger in his heart.

However, the Holy Sea had an order not to have a bad relationship with Ling Jian Sect, otherwise, he would probably have already taken action against Ling Jian Sect's disciples.

Shenghai sighed and said helplessly: "Xiong'er, do you really think that the teacher wants to listen to them?

"But ......"

As soon as Wang Xiong wanted to continue talking, Shenghai interrupted him and said, "Xiong'er, don't talk about it, you'll know later!" You remember, this time, you must take the Yan Ying Sword back, and after killing Dong Bufan, you must get the Yan Ying Sword as soon as possible, and you must not let the people of the Ling Sword Sect get it. ”

"Yes, disciple remember. Wang Xiong took a deep breath and said with a solemn face.

Early in the morning, Dong Bufan checked the contents of his storage bag again, took a deep breath, and walked out of the room.

After coming out, Dong Bufan glanced at the room where Yan'er was, and after a little hesitation, he walked out directly.

He wasn't going to take Yan'er with him.

This time, go to the Netherworld Secret Realm, if there are countless ghosts in it, this is also an opportunity for him, he let Yan'er devour, his cultivation can improve by leaps and bounds, maybe, when he comes out, he will already be a three-flower gathering.

However, this time it was also accompanied by a powerful crisis, and he would not, and he didn't want to, let Yan'er follow him on an adventure.

But at this moment, Yan'er's door opened, and a wisp of yin wind flew out of it and came directly in front of Dong Bufan.

"Young master, don't you want to leave me. Yan'er looked at Dong Bufan with a smile on her face.