According to the light cyan jade slip, this set of flying swords is composed of nine independent small swords, so it wants to be handy, like an arm and a finger. In addition to being the same as other magic weapons, it is necessary to go through the years of cultivation and cultivation of its master's own mana, and it is also necessary for its holder, with the power of not weak divine consciousness, to carve special patterns on these nine individual individuals, so as to achieve the effect of being integrated and turning zero into a whole.

Of course, Zhao Yingluo also knew that with the power of divine consciousness to carve the pattern array on the magic weapons and magic weapons, what was needed was water grinding work, which was a meticulous job. So after spending several hours of mental effort, when he was already able to preliminarily master this set of flying swords. Exhausted, he finally stopped refining the flying swords.

Looking at the nine small swords flying and circling around him like swimming fish. Thinking about the "Poisonous Flame Rain" divine power inheritance sealed in the "Yellow Jiao Demon Pill" that he had just obtained by refining the flying sword magic weapon. Zhao Yingluo's honest face couldn't help but show a silly smile.

While he was happy, he couldn't help but be deeply interested in the predecessor who created this set of magic weapons, how kind of person could come up with a magic weapon that required so many rare materials to refine. He coerced the Zhao family of the Northern Yi Kingdom to accumulate wealth for several generations, and it was only after he succeeded in refining. The mysterious woman in the cloak is just offering seven flying swords, as for the idle immortal cultivation sects and families, what can they do to fight against those big demons who have cultivated against the sky?

Zhao Yingluo, who was in a trance, was awakened by the fierce mana struggle outside the cave, and after storing the flying sword hovering around him into the Qiankun bag, he turned around and walked towards the entrance of the cave.

The secret outer enclosure of the East Lake, the heavy rain that has been raging for a long time, has never meant to stop. Standing at the entrance of the cave covered by the phantom array, Zhao Ying fell and saw that in the dense and cold rain and mist, a heroic woman with a medium figure and a delicate figure was fighting with two black-clothed young men with similar faces and gloomy expressions at this moment.

The two teenagers who held a black banner were obviously practicing the technique of over-attacking and combining. With the help of the two of them and the tacit cooperation of advancing and retreating, the heroic woman in green clothes, even if her cultivation is slightly higher, she can't get much benefit.

In Shadowfall's opinion, she is just waiting for the right time, who is defending more and attacking less. The three-foot Qingfeng in his hand, the fierce sword intent exuded in this rain and mist, and the slightest coldness, gave people a general chilling feeling.

In front of the girl in green clothes with the long sword dancing, a dense net of sword qi was formed, thinking that she had blocked the flags waved in the hands of the two black-clothed young men several times, and the full force of several hurricanes rolled up. Although the sword net was tough and fierce, it couldn't resist the hurricane's several actions, and in the bursts of blue light, it shattered inch by inch like a mirror.

With the destruction of the sword net in front of her, the woman in Tsing Yi couldn't help but suffer a dark loss under the backlash of the secret technique. With a muffled grunt, she floated back a little bit to the left. Before the two men stepped forward, she took out a blue-green talisman from the Qiankun bag she was wearing, and after the rune was infused with her crazy mana, it turned into a cyan giant sword that was a long length of a thousand feet, and slashed down at one of the black-clothed young men.

"Autumn Water Sword. Even if he stayed out of the matter, Zhao Yingluo was vaguely able to feel the unique killing, bleakness, and sadness of the Qiushui Sword from then on.

Feeling the lonely sword intent and mountain pressure brought by the giant sword on the opposite side. The two black-clothed young men tacitly threw the black flags in their hands towards the giant sword, and with the entry of several balls of essence blood accompanied by more than a dozen magic tricks, the two black flags actually cooperated under the black mang.

"Sickness. With the low roar of the two black-clothed young men, the huge banner with a large black mang, finally transformed into an ink-colored dragon covered with scales under the drumming of the banner. The dragon shook its head and tail, and roared to meet the cyan giant sword that could be slashed.

Mo Jiao and the giant sword, with the blessing of the mana of the three of them, actually fought to an equal footing. Since then, the competition between the three of them has changed from the previous competition of body methods, magic weapons, and treasures to the current battle of mana consumption that is bound to become a tiger. Onlooker Qing, in Zhao Yingluo's opinion, the three of them at this moment have no strength to use any other means, and can only support until one of the methods is exhausted, and then they can distinguish the winner and loser.

What others don't know is that the woman in Tsing Yi is having a little remorse in her heart right now. A few days ago, after she finished fighting the Evil Jiao of the Cold Pond and successfully picked a lot of Ice Mist Vine Spirit Grass on the edge of the pool, she hurried to another place with a concentration of herbs marked on the catalogue in her hand without waiting for her mana to fully recover.

Unexpectedly, when she was fighting hard with a fishman who was cultivating in the late stage of the first level, she encountered the Ouyang brothers, two of the disciples in the Qi refining period of Donghu County, who were quite famous little evil stars. The two brothers were born in another part of the Hehuan Sect, the Ouyang family, a vassal family with a long heritage.

Like the Wang family, for tens of thousands of years, the Ouyang family has been arranged by the Hehuan Sect to be stationed in this Donghu County. Therefore, there have been many talents in the family in the past 10,000 years, and there are two ancestors in the Dan period who hold important positions in the sect. Therefore, the Ouyang family has become the third largest family after the Lin and Wang families.

With such a deep background and huge family background of the Ouyang family, after hibernating in the county of East Lake, it was naturally looked down upon by the immortal cultivators, families, and many scattered cultivators here. And Brother Ouyang, as the leader among the young disciples of this generation, naturally grew up with flowers, applause, sycophancy, and flattery. Since childhood, he has used his heart to give and ask for the psychology of giving and taking, and he was born in the Liuhe Gate of his own likes and dislikes. That's why the two brothers developed the domineering and domineering character of the two brothers.

Among the Qi refining period cultivators in Donghu County, if they are slightly unsatisfactory, they will fight hard, and their style of acting is extremely free. There are not a few little monks who have suffered from them, so in recent years, they have actually won the title of "Little Evil Star".

Fortunately, these two people are still somewhat self-aware and have not caused any monstrous disasters. In addition, they tried their best to avoid provoking high-level monks, so the high-level monks of East Lake were hindered by the behemoth of the Ouyang family, and they had never seen anyone teach the two brothers a lesson. As for the Ouyang family, I heard that the two of them were quite valued by the ancestor Ouyang Jun, so for a long time, when the two of them did not make a big mistake, they also let it go.

However, although these two brothers bear the name of "Little Evil Star", they are superior in terms of cultivation talent. With the wind attribute superlative spirit root, the two of them cultivated to the peak realm of the ninth layer of the qi refining period at a young age, and they were only one step away from the tenth layer.

If it weren't for the woman in Tsing Yi who was fighting with the two of them at this moment, with sharp magic weapons, rare talismans, pure mana, and strange body methods, the two brothers would have defeated them a long time ago. At the moment, it was dragged by the other party into a war of attrition for mana, and both of them saw a little chagrin in each other's eyes.

A short period of mana competition, for the two of them, is nothing. However, after a long time, the two of them were horrified to find that the ink Jiao that was transformed from the banner in their hands was on par with the other party's cyan giant sword. But the slightest frost and cold aura attached to the giant sword made the two people nearby feel very uncomfortable. It was as if the frost hanging from the corners of their eyes and eyebrows at this moment had also frozen the almost depleted mana in their bodies.