Whether he offended Deputy Head Ouyang or not, this is unknown, there should be more than two disciples of Huang Fuchang and Su Nannan under the ancestor of Yuanying Master.

At this time, Wang Ping was worried, and Xiao Qi had to give him the backbone.

As a superior person, he panicked, he had no bottom in his heart, and he couldn't show it, and when the master panicked, people's hearts scattered.

Of course, Xiao Qi was not panicked at this time.

Xiao Qi sneered, "The next time you have something like this that you think you shouldn't talk about, you don't need to say it anymore, my generation cultivates, and only by relying on strength can you enter and exit the Qing Ming and dominate the world." Those bits and pieces of communication are all self-consolation for people with mediocre abilities."

"Relationships, connections, these are all jokes, and you have to remember that the most unreliable thing in the world is the word relationship. You practice your sword well, and in the future, you will follow me to conquer the world and dominate the world!"

The sky is overhead, and then the snow is drifting.

Xiao Qi's words gave Wang Ping a lot of motivation and courage.

Wang Ping clenched his fists and bowed his head, "Senior Brother Xiao is ambitious, and Wang swears to follow him!"

"Okay!" Xiao Qi nodded, and slashed the corpse of the rat spirit with a sword, as if a small and fragile alien space was cut by the sword qi, and many storage bags were exploded, there were hundreds, and they exploded all over the ground, all of which were left by the monks who were devoured by the rat spirit.

Xiao Qiyi brushed his sleeves and collected all these storage bags.

"The small sect in front should also have been poisoned by this demon, let's go over and see if there are any survivors"

Xiao Qi didn't find a single survivor in this valley, a small unknown sect, and completely entered the belly of the rat spirit.

Xiao Qi sorted out the spoils of this battle here.

The total number of spirit stones in the hundreds of storage bags is less than 30,000, which is even worse than that of the Antu Sect.

In addition to the spirit stones, there are all low-value things, there are many low-quality elixirs, all kinds of refined iron ores that are difficult to see.

How many good things can be found in the casual practice?

The scattered cultivation in the world is all forced casual cultivation, and looking at all the casual cultivation, there are not a few awesome characters.

Xiao Qi threw all the low-value elixir and refined iron to Wang Ping, and these things could account for about thirty percent of the total price.

The Sword Emperor system can refine these elixirs, refined iron.

But the Sword Emperor system is a secret, and it can't be revealed to the outside world, so naturally it is necessary to do those seemingly unreasonable things, under normal circumstances, how could a disciple of the Sword Sect with superior fugue fivefold combat power covet these broken things?

Although these things are not very good, they are still worth more than gold, and they can be easily realized by finding a small market, and they can be sold at a discount, and they can be sold for nearly seven or eight thousand spirit stones, and Wang Ping is also very grateful.

Half a day later, the snow fell heavier, and the two turned into rainbows.

A few days later, when I arrived at Tianyue City, I asked the personnel on duty here by the way, Huang Fuchang had already left, and Su Nannan had not yet arrived.

Inquire about the use of the space channel, ordinary people can't inquire without permission, because the disciples of Tianyue City are from Lieyang Peak, Xiao Qi can ask, if it is Yunyan City, Gongzhou City can't ask for news at all.

Xiao Qi and Wang Ping rushed back to the sect through the space passage.

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Wei State, Wenxi Mountain.

"It's almost a month, and the secret realm is about to close, why haven't those four guys met the opportunity yet!"

"Could it be that my innate god has made a mistake!"

The dragon in the cloud looked at the sky, the sky was gloomy, and the four people he was following were a few miles away, this secret realm was full of dangers, and there were many spatial cracks, and these four guys were actually unharmed.

Could it be that in the dark, there is really luck, these four guys are really lucky.

Rumble!

The depths of the earth suddenly moved, and then the feeling of the earth shaking became more and more obvious.

In the distance, a mountain collapsed, stirring up a cloud of dust like a dark cloud, covering the already not very bright daylight, and the sky and the earth fell into a dim darkness.

A few miles away, the four Confucian scholars in Tsing Yi changed color.

"Big brother, it's not good, I've heard a long time ago that this Wenxi Mining Secret Realm belongs to a secret realm that is about to collapse, and we may have to explain it here today!"

Not far in front of the four, the ground was raised.

A ring-shaped dark rock, stacked into a huge stone pillar, broke through the ground and slowly rose.

The dragon in the cloud was overjoyed on his face, he is here, the opportunity is coming, and the picture that I have calculated by my innate god is still a little bit worse, and there is still a blood pool.

The stone pillar continued to rise, and a rock collapsed at the top, and began to slowly reveal its true face, revealing a blood-red light inside

Outside the secret realm, several monks on duty looked at the ancient mirror that was watching.

The ancient mirror is in the form of a nine-square grid, and displays nine images at the same time, one of which shows a huge stone pillar growing from the ground.

Ning Kaida pinched his white beard, his eyes were shining, and said:

"Senior brothers, quickly send a message to the sect, the secret realm of the Wenxi Spirit Mine has changed, and there may be a rare treasure mine!"

The secret realm is like a small world, and it also has the day when it will end and collapse, and some treasures hidden in the secret realm will appear before the end collapses.

"Senior Brother Ning, will you expect that there will be a mistake, this secret realm may be reported to be a treasure mine, it has been reported one hundred and eighty times for thousands of years, and it is not accurate once."

Ning Kaida glared at this person, "I have reported one hundred and eighty times, and have you been punished for making a false report once? If it is true this time, but we do not report it, you and I will be a major dereliction of duty, and we will be severely punished, and it will be difficult to escape the crime of a hundred deaths."

"It makes sense, I'll go and send a message to the sect!"

Ning Kaida's gaze fell on the nine-square grid monitoring mirror, pointed to a corner and said, "Record all this with a photo charm!"

The picture shows the dragon in the cloud quietly approaching the four Confucian scholars, and then he slammed his full force, sneak attacked, and killed one person, the head of this person rolled to the ground, and the headless corpse held a spirit ruler in his hand.

In the secret realm.

A loose cultivator with a flute, his eyes shot a terrifying resentful light: "Bold, you dare to sneak attack our four friends of Duoshan and hurt my brother's life"

In the innate divine calculation of the dragon in the clouds, it was the person who had just been killed who jumped into the blood pool and captured the treasure.

Now this man has been slain by his sword, and he can't die anymore, and now this man can't get up again to seize that opportunity.

The future is changeable, everyone is a dark horse, see who can seize the opportunity, ride the dust, and soar into the sky.

The scholar in Tsing Yi shouted loudly: "Let's kill him and avenge the third child!"

"Don't be careless, this man is great!" shouted the flute-wielding monk, who withdrew a few feet, put the flute to his lips, and began to blow it.

One after another, the invisible sound waves turned into sword qi and slashed towards him, this kind of attack was a bit powerful for ordinary casual cultivators, but for the dragon in the clouds, the sound wave attack was not very good.

In the dark, the dragon in the clouds had a feeling that after the monk with the ruler-shaped spirit weapon was killed by himself just now, luck fell into the hands of this flute-wielding person, and this person would be a big obstacle for him to seize the treasure.

The dragon in the cloud didn't say a word, his hand was not slow, the sword was as fast as the wind, his body shook, his footwork was mysterious, and when he came to this person, the sword flashed coldly, and under one move, he was almost killed by him again.

The person who played the flute flashed quickly, but his face was also scratched by the sword qi, the blood flowed, and the bamboo flute left deep marks, and the person's face was full of anger and tragedy.

"Who are you, your swordsmanship is so skillful, you are definitely not an ordinary person, when have our four friends of Duoshan offended Your Excellency!"

The sword-wielding scholar who was clamoring to kill him just now, saw the other party's exquisite sword technique, and after injuring the eldest brother of the righteous with one blow, his face also revealed a look of horror and resentment.

"I'm the one who killed you!"

The blood light in the stone pillar in front of him became more and more obvious, and the vision of the birth of the treasure became more and more obvious.

The dragon in the cloud shot more and more powerful, after a few moves, flashed a sword of the Confucian in Tsing Yi, his body turned halfway, and he raised his palm with one palm, and shot out a mountain of energy, and a palm of flame was printed on the chest of the monk holding the flute, and the fire on the monk with the flute was ignited, and it turned into ashes in an instant.

Four monks were killed by him in a row, and the remaining two did not dare to stay any longer, and fled with a roar.

The dragon in the cloud did not want to let go of these two people, the fire on the sword flashed, and a flame surrounded the two of them like a whale wave in the angry sea, and pointed out from afar, and a strong energy at the fingertips concealed the sound of wind and thunder, piercing the chest of the sword-wielding monk.

The remaining wounded monk panicked and crashed headlong into an invisible rift in space.

The strange thing is that he did not die, and the next moment, he retreated hundreds of feet as if teleporting, and appeared on the peak of the stone pillar that rose from the ground.

On the peak of the stone pillar, the stone blocks crumbled at this time, and a large depression pit appeared, the size of half an acre of land, and there was a hole in the middle, and streams of blood-like water gushed out from the stone cave, mighty and mighty, tumbling endlessly.

The man was defenseless and fell into a pool of blood.

The blood pool soon filled the entire pit, forming a blood lake, boiling, like a pot of boiling blood, and mysterious sigils lit up next to the blood pool.

Not good!

Yun Zhonglong's eyes widened, he didn't expect this change at all, he couldn't help but think of the advice of his predecessors, 'The future is measurable, the future is changeable, but you don't easily try to change the future'

When you calculate the future and make the most advantageous strategy, there will always be inexplicable accidents that disrupt your plans, and going with the flow is the best future. ’

The dragon in the cloud was unwilling, he urged the sword qi, and a piece of fire rushed out, and there were dozens of abnormal places in the firelight, where there were spatial gaps that could be fatal, and the spatial cracks were still slowly increasing.

And the man just now passed through a gap in space unscathed to the other end.

Outside the secret realm, Ning Kaida exclaimed: "Have you all seen clearly, who is that loose cultivator, the sword technique he made is like the Yiyang sword technique in my peak, check it for me, find out all the origins of this person, and report it to the sect together." ”

In the picture of the Nine Palaces, the dragon in the cloud gritted his teeth and went around left and right, going around and around, and entered the blood pool.

The moment he entered the blood pool, a powerful spiritual power fluctuation rose into the sky, forming a pillar of blood, forming an unbreakable barrier next to this stone pillar.

He saw that the wounds on the face of the monk who had been stabbed by his sword had fully recovered, his eyes were red and bloody, and the mysterious power in the pool of blood was flowing into the man's body.

The dragon in the cloud did not hesitate to leap into the blood pool.

A blood-colored light illuminated all directions, leaving only a patch of red in the monitoring treasure mirror, and it was impossible to see any shadow at all.

The blood light that rose into the sky broke through the limits of the secret realm and lit up the sky.