That disciple knows that he has the courage to be free, once he enters, he will not offend the Oriental Pearl, and at that time, how can there be a place for him in the Burial Sword Villa!

"Let me in, and you will fight for it!

Wu Xiaoyao's words were like the sound of thunder in the sky, which instantly exploded in everyone's hearts, and the disciples in front of Wu Xiaoyao made the last struggle.

"Hmph, you are a martial artist, even if you offend Miss Ben, you still dare to instigate the following disciples to commit crimes?

Oriental Pearl scoffed. The anger in his eyes turned into disdain, and he looked directly at Wu Xiaoyao.

Wu Xiaoyao sneered, spread his hands and said: "I won't let others let you, you are behind me, remember!"

Wu Xiaoyao saw that even if he said the flowers, those disciples would not dare to offend the Oriental Pearl, so he had to enter the Burial Sword Cliff first.

"Wu Xiaoyao, eat me a whip!"

Dongfang Mingzhu was angry, Wu Xiaoyao instigated the disciples below to fail, so he ignored her existence and walked to the Burial Sword Cliff by himself!

She had never suffered such a nest of anger, and in a fit of anger, the seven-section whip of the high-grade spirit weapon was in her hands, and the whip was like a spirit snake flying in the air, directly attacking Wu Xiaoyao's back.

Wu Xiaoyao's heart moved, and he easily dodged the attack of the Oriental Pearl, standing at the entrance of the Burial Sword Cliff, and walked into a distance of only one step, Wu Xiaoyao turned around and smiled at the Oriental Pearl.

That smile was kind, Dongfang Mingzhu didn't think so, she thought that Wu Xiaoyao was demonstrating to her, and the angry Dongfang Mingzhu rushed to the entrance of the Burial Sword Cliff.

"Wait!"

Dongfang senior spit out the words. The voice is not loud, but it contains supreme majesty and coldness that cannot be denied.

Oriental Pearl had no choice but to stop at the entrance, walked in front of Dongfang seniors, and said aggrievedly: "Grandpa Dongfang doesn't care about Mingzhu anymore, watching people being bullied!"

"Good!"

Oriental Pearl didn't dare to play the temperament of the eldest lady to the Oriental seniors, and when she heard the Oriental seniors say yes, she suddenly quieted down.

"Wu Xiaoyao, Miss Ben didn't go to you for trouble, you came to provoke me first!

The bright eyes of the Oriental Pearl are like the stars in the night sky, and the bones of the eyes are spinning, and they must be planning something in their hearts.

Inside the Burial Sword Cliff, this is the second time Wu Xiaoyao has entered, and his mood is still very excited, Wu Xiaoyao stared at the suspended boulder a hundred meters away, and just wanted to go up, but he remembered the voice of the Poison Hand Medicine King in his mind.

"The old man does not hesitate to consume his spiritual energy to communicate with your spiritual sense, you can listen to the old man but you can't hear what you want to say.

This burial sword cliff is extremely strange, you can only take one item at a time, your target is not a spirit weapon but a dark bead, the size of an adult's fist, the whole body is dark, and the bead glows with a faint green light!"

Wu Xiaoyao didn't have time to sigh at the magic power of the Poison Hand Medicine King, jumped onto the floating boulder, and carefully rummaged through it and did not find the dark beads that the Poison Hand Medicine King said.

Wu Xiaoyao patted his forehead and laughed at himself: "What the Poison Hand Medicine King wants to find must be a treasure, and the seniors of the Burial Sword Villa will not put a first-class treasure outside in their ignorance." ”

After Wu Xiaoyao figured out the mystery, he summoned the second-level flying sword given by the master of the Extreme Cold Palace, and with a movement of spiritual thoughts, the second-level flying sword "Huh" appeared on the soles of Wu Xiaoyao's feet.

"Good guys!" Wu Xiaoyao couldn't help but exclaim, although the second-level and first-level flying swords are only one level apart, but the effects and uses are completely different, Wu Xiaoyao is secretly glad that if there is no second-level flying sword, this mission will be yellow. ”

Wu Xiaoyao's sword flew up to the second floating boulder, and after rummaging through it and finding nothing, Wu Xiaoyao frowned and muttered: "Just two boulders, there are none!

Wu Xiaoyao's gaze looked into the distance, and under his gaze, Wu Xiaoyao noticed a faint light flickering in the distance, and he estimated that it was a long distance away from the floating boulder where he was.

Only when the energy was completely hit did he see a faint light, and the distance was enough to give Wu Xiaoyao a headache.

"Give up? never!"

Wu Xiaoyao frowned, touching his nose and flashing all possibilities in his mind, the second-level flying sword in his body gave Wu Xiaoyao the courage to dare to do it, but Wu Xiaoyao couldn't grasp how far the second-level flying sword could fly.

Wu Xiaoyao silently calculated in his heart, the second floating boulder was at least six hundred meters away from the exit, Wu Xiaoyao looked back at the exit platform, looking at the bright spots in the distance, the distance gap was not ordinarily large.

Wu Xiaoyao stepped on the second-level flying sword and flew back and forth on the second floating boulder and the exit platform, and when Wu Xiaoyao planned to fly back, the second-level flying sword could not support Wu Xiaoyao's weight, like scrap metal falling to the ground.

"The aura stored in the second-level flying sword is enough to fly a distance of more than 1,200 meters, wouldn't it be better to transfer the aura in the body to the flying sword when the aura is exhausted?"

Wu Xiaoyao excitedly thought about all possibilities, walked cross-legged on the white **, and continuously stored the spiritual energy in his body into the second-level flying sword.

When Wu Xiaoyao consumed half of the aura in his body, the second-level flying sword was in a saturated state, unable to save aura.

"Nearly four thousand meters away?" Wu Xiaoyao muttered to himself. After saving for the second-level flying sword, Wu Xiaoyao cultivated in time to keep his body at its peak as soon as possible.

After everything was ready, Wu Xiaoyao's confident eyes looked at the bright light in the distance, "Go!" An order, Wu Xiaoyao flew towards the bright light in the distance, and when he noticed that the aura of the second-level flying sword was sharply consumed, Wu Xiaoyao replenished the second-level flying sword in time.

"Hurry, hurry!"

That glimmer of light is like a mirage that only appears on the sea, and it is obviously in front of you, but the closer you want to get closer, the more confused you feel.

The light will move!

Wu Xiaoyao felt a chill in his heart, if it was really as he guessed, he was finished!

"It's suffered, the aura in his body is exhausted!" Wu Xiaoyao's face instantly turned pale as snow, once the aura in his body was empty, then his fate could be imagined.

What to do?

What am I going to do?

Wu Xiaoyao only felt cold hands and feet, and the man's sixth sense told him that he was going to fall down and break his bones!

In this hesitation and uneasiness, Wu Xiaoyao did not think about returning, and the arrows shot out could not turn back, Wu Xiaoyao knew that he had no way back.

Wu Xiaoyao had a feeling that he would consume all the aura in the next second, was he too careless, or was he too confident, or that things were going out much more than he expected.

"Immortal wine! I still have a drop of immortal wine!"

At the moment of life and death, Wu Xiaoyao thought of the life-saving immortal wine, and there was still a drop of immortal wine left in the storage bag, which was enough to relieve his current crisis.

Drinking the immortal wine, the immortal wine broke into the dantian, and the fire of the cold qi smelted the immortal wine at an extremely fast speed.

The spiritual energy in his body that was about to be depleted suddenly skyrocketed to half of the previous amount of spiritual energy, Wu Xiaoyao had already regained his senses, and he couldn't help but ask himself, "Immortal wine can solve the current crisis, what about the next time it is depleted?"

The aura was consumed sharply, and a glint shot out of Wu Xiaoyao's eyes, "Extremely cold holy water! ”