Cultivating Immortals Chapter 130 Murong Xiaoyi's surprise is the whole book

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Yan Zhen looked at Murong Xiaoyi: "Girl, these deeds must be kept secret, you know." ”

Murong Xiaoyi nodded, and said with some distraction: "The identities of these people are all the second generation of demons, of course I will keep it a secret." ”

"My identity as an evil sword should be kept secret, I understand, I don't want to make a fuss all over the world. Yan Zhen said.

"It's going to be a secret, okay, I'll keep it a secret for you. Murong Xiaoyi straightened his demeanor at the moment: "The ancestors of the Sanqing Dao are above, the ancestors of the Qingfeng Immortal Sect are above, and the disciple Murong Xiaoyi swears here, never to leak what happened today, and at the same time not to leak the matter of Yan Zhen's evil sword, if this oath is violated, the sky will not be able to die by thunder, and when the catastrophe is crossed, thousands of heavenly demons will gather, and the demon will burn himself to death." ”

The people of this world have made a new oath, and Murong Xiaoyi's oath is not light.

Yan Zhen nodded.

Murong Xiaoyi asked, "Are you really an evil sword god?"

"Yes, didn't you see it with your own eyes?" Yan Zhen said a little strangely.

"I was surprised to see it with my own eyes, the Evil Sword God is famous for the entire foundation building period platform, I have always admired it, I have been thinking about what kind of force this evil sword is, or what kind of loose cultivation or something, but I never thought that the evil sword you are actually a person from our Qingfeng Immortal Sect. Murong Xiaoyi said with a sigh of relief, obviously this news had too much impact on her, and she was still in the aftertaste.

"There's no need for this, Evil Sword is actually just an ordinary person. Yan Zhen said.

"You don't understand, we call it Evil Sword Worship. Murong Xiaoyi said: "The evil sword has done too many great deeds in the past, it is simply too admirable, one person and one sword can make all the demon sects on the foundation building stage platform admit and withdraw, this is not an ordinary person's means, Yan Zhen, I worship you too much, please take the worship of the little girl." ”

"Less of you. Yan Zhenyi shrugged and said.

"But I kind of understand why you're called Evil Sword. Murong Xiaoyi said.

"Oh, let's hear it. Yan Zhen couldn't help but say.

"Because you are evil enough, in the fight just now, you killed Ciyang because you felt that you killed Ciyang less on the platform of the foundation building period, so you want to kill it back. Killing the sun and fire is because it feels good, so it has to be killed. Before killing Ling Wu, you have to ridicule him for making mistakes in his analysis and calculation, and you want him to be moved before the beginning of the sun, because you want to kill him at the latest, these words of yours are not like what normal immortal cultivators say, your whole person exudes an evil aura, which you usually can't see, but in your bones, so you call it Evil Sword. Murong Xiaoyi analyzed.

"Yo, little girl, have you seen it thoroughly?" Yan Zhen smiled slightly: "Not bad, not bad." ”

"I want to see you quickly promoted to the Jiedan realm and fight with the invincible son, I used to think that you would lose, but since you are the evil sword god, then there is a great possibility of defeating the invincible son, and everyone else looks down on you. Murong Xiaoyi said.

"Of course, I want to destroy the invincible son, like exterminating ants, hahahaha. Yan Zhen smiled, but a sharp look flashed in his eyes, he is actually still far from the invincible son, and he will continue to grow stronger until he is strong enough to destroy the invincible son.

Next, Yan Zhen began to take the Ning Dan Beads in Ning Dan Fox's body, the two Ning Dan Foxes were there, Yan Zhen also knew that Ning Dan Beads were near the left side of Ning Dan Fox's throat, Yan Zhen quickly took out two Ning Dan Beads, these two Ning Dan Beads were only the size of a little finger, faint red, and seemed to have endless mysteries.

Yan Zhen took half of the Ning Danzhu and gave it to Murong Xiaoyi: "You didn't contribute, but those who saw it had a share, so I gave you half of it, and the remaining one and a half are mine." ”

"Well, it's not good. Murong Xiaoyi said.

"I'll give it to you, what's polite. Yan Zhen said.

"Well, I'll thank you. Murong Xiaoyi is not too rigid and temperamental: "Then now, I owe you a big favor, a small favor." ”

"Owe it, owe it. Yan Zhen said disapprerovingly.

"That's right, owe it, owe it, anyway, I'm not afraid of owing too much. Murong Xiaoyi said.

"Okay, Tough Girl, I fought two battles today, I killed more than ten people, I'm a little tired, I plan to go back to rest and rest, what about you?" Yan Zhen asked.

"Originally, I still wanted to hunt some demon beasts, but after these two battles, I didn't have much interest, so I stopped practicing and went back together. Murong Xiaoyi said.

"Good. ”

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Yan Zhen and Murong Xiaoyi returned to Fengyun Mountain, the place where the two of them went first was the gossip restaurant, there were really too many things today, and the two of them were tired, and they wanted to have a good meal.

Only then did he arrive at the gossip restaurant, and Yan Zhen only heard many people talking about him next to him.

"Look, that's Yan Zhen. An inner disciple said.

"Tsk, it's Yan Zhen who has the courage to challenge the invincible son, and as a result, he went out to hide for more than half a year after the challenge, this is really a ridiculous character. An inner disciple said.

"Yes, it is said that when he came back this time, he saw Yang Bao, who was ranked one hundred in the inner door of the Invincible Party, and Lei of the one hundred and second day of the Thunder Party in the inner gate, and he interjected on the side to say that Yang Bao would lose, and Yang Bao looked for him to fight after he lost, but he didn't dare to fight, and dragged him into the ranking battle. An inner disciple said.

"Hey, I found that this person will be delayed, the battle with the invincible son will be dragged on for three years, and the battle with Yang Bao will be dragged to the ranking battle, anyway, he has not made a move now, and it is a matter of the future to lose face or something, this person is very shrewd. Another said.

"yes, yes, this man is really shrewd. ”

"But no matter how shrewd he is, it's useless, he has provoked so many big people in the inner door, especially the invincible son who must not be provoked, with his cultivation, he will be beaten into slag alive, tsk, it's pitiful enough to think about it. An inner disciple said.

"He's so bad. ”

"Hey, why is Murong Xiaoyi beside him. ”

"Murong Xiaoyi, I heard that it is the cultivation of the foundation building realm ninefold, ranked seventeenth among the inner disciples, and has always been known for his beauty, but he has never been with men, and now he is actually with someone like Yan Zhen, this is too mysterious. ”

"yes, that's weird. Another inner disciple said, "How can these two be together?"

"Hehe, this Yan Zhen is born with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and this person has always been able to make friendships, the last time the invincible son wanted to kill him, he pulled the senior brother of the Heavenly Thunder Prince, Elder Luo Qingming, and the master of the sect with the wind to help him, it seems that now it is estimated that he has hugged Murong Xiaoyi's jade legs. Another inner disciple whispered.

"Tsk, people are also capable, I also want to be such a little white face and eat soft rice. A horse-faced man said.

"Fart, look at you like that, you look like a horse, and you want to eat soft rice with a little white face, so you can save it. An inner disciple next to him hit him mercilessly.

The horse-faced man said melancholy: "Can't people think about it?"

While these people were talking, an ice-like sword had already passed through the throats of these people quickly, the snow-white sword had been put back into its sheath, and Murong Xiaoyi's words also came: "If you dare to chew your tongue like this in the future, I will cut off all your tongues." ”

All of a sudden, all these discussions disappeared, and many people were silent, don't look at Murong Xiaoyi didn't play much help beside Yan Zhen, but she was a real foundation building realm Nine Heavens, and she was ranked seventeenth in the inner gate, how is this not powerful, a few people dare to provoke.

Yan Zhen took these discussions as wind in his ears, and found a window seat on the second floor: "Xiao Er, bring all the dishes you are good at today." ”

"Okay. Xiao Er said immediately.

After a while, Xiao Er brought the dishes over, Yan Zhen asked for an extremely strong wine, while Murong Xiaoyi asked for a very low degree of sake.

Murong Xiaoyi held the cup in her slender hand, took a shallow sip, and some flushing appeared on her face, she actually drank a good amount, but she blushed when she drank a drink, she whispered: "Yan Zhen, those people just talked about you like that, saying that you eat soft rice, you are not powerful at all, it is extremely useless, you are not angry." It stands to reason that the invincible son is just that, like Yang Bao's level, you can easily defeat it. ”

"I'm mad at something. Yan Zhen pursed his lips disdainfully: "I'm not angry at all, the wind and rain in the immortal cultivation world are heavy, the waves are big, and the demon cultivators are vicious and poisonous, if these discussions in front of me are all angry, and I can't keep my composure and calm heart, what else can I mess with?"

"That's right. Murong Xiaoyi nodded: "But, why didn't you solve Yang Bao." ”

"Well, don't worry, let those people of the Invincible Party be arrogant, I plan to make them completely sober and sober during the ranking battle. Yan Zhen smiled slightly, and said disapprehantly: "Of course, ranked battles are actually small battles, and my real opponent is Ouyang Invincible." ”

After Yan Zhen and Murong Xiaoyi ate and drank, they also returned to their own places.