The ancestor of the seventh layer of Qi cultivation, the Yundie Fairy, not only does not seem to have any good treasures around him, but the exercises he practices also seem to be the kind of existence that only cares about the realm and disregards the power, just like the small sutra of Qi condensation. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Lin Yuan got on the light wind boat, and Yun Die chased after him, swinging his sword and slashing away. This swordsmanship is quite exquisite, and having been friends with Guan Qi for so long, Lin Yuan can more or less judge the strength of mortal kung fu.

The tip of Yun Die's sword provoked and killed, and the sword body was wrapped in a certain aura, making the sword blade extremely sharp. If you hit the flesh, you can cut the monk in half, and there is no problem.

Lin Yuan could dodge this sword, at least the sword on the surface was fine. The Condensing Qi Xiaojing has the power of clear ears and eyes, giving him good reaction speed and dynamic vision. But he wasn't that big.

This sword must have a different trick to deal with enemies who dodge. The first move is to attack from a distance, and you can dodge with your sensitive senses. If this second move comes, I am afraid that it will be an ultra-close attack, and the speed will not be slow, and the probability of hitting is extremely high.

A careful Lin Yuan casually took out a shield from his pocket, and he took it out casually. Not to mention a shield, even the body protection aura can block this mortal sword. However, Lin Yuan didn't trust his terrible aura spell very much, so he took out the spirit iron shield that Ding Rong had made for him.

With an iron-striking sound, the sword stabbed at the shield, and not even a scratch was cut.

Yun Die couldn't help but be taken aback when she saw the magic weapon in Lin Yuan's hand, "Such a large spiritual iron shield, how many spiritual objects are used to refine spiritual iron?"

Ding Rong couldn't make a small shield, and his technical strength was not enough, so he made the materials very rich, after all, it was a magic weapon made for his own men. This practice is somewhat like a small food shop in the world, some are delicious and exquisite, and some are cheap and sufficient, and Ding Rong, a somewhat partial blacksmith, belongs to the latter.

If the spiritual iron shield in Lin Yuan's hand can be recast, it can at least be divided into three shields of the same size, at most it is lighter and thinner, in fact, the protection ability will not be too bad.

Now that this three-in-one version of him appeared in front of Yun Die, it made her feel a little tricky.

"You demon, where did you get such a magic weapon!"

Lin Yuan saw that he had come to a strange place, which seemed to be very far away from the Boyan Mountain Range, so he replied honestly: "It was sent by my woman." ”

This is the first time he has called Ding Rong his woman. The two were just practicing together at first, but they couldn't stand their long-term relationship.

Hearing this, Yun Die nodded, "Hmph, it turned out to be a gift from the evil cultivator and demon girl." ”

Lin Yuan rolled his eyes, a little wanted to drive the boat away, and didn't want to talk nonsense with these hillbillies. Yun Die was not disappointed because of a miss, but became angry.

"Demon, today I will let you learn about the Burning Sky Cone, one of the three magic weapons of my Yunxiang Pavilion. ”

As she spoke, she took out a magic weapon and came out. Some of them look like metal candlesticks, but the ends are so sharp that they seem to be able to hurt people.

Lin Yuan felt the breath on the magic weapon, and always felt that it was not a good product.

Cloud Butterfly manipulated the Burning Sky Cone to fly overhead, and then dense and thick flames sprayed in the direction of Lin Yuan. Lin Yuan casually raised his shield to defend, but heard Yun Die over there say proudly: "I see how long you demon can last!"

How long?

Duan Yun felt the speed of consumption of the aura in his body...... There is no consumption, the aura obtained by absorbing the light ball before is already obedient at this time, and the meridians are full of it. If you just use the shield to block this little flame, you can probably last for about half a month.

Seeing that his own master ancestor took out the treasure of the town sect to deal with the evil cultivators, a group of disciples of Yunxiang Pavilion waved their flags and shouted beside them, cheering proudly, and deeply felt the strength of their own sect.

Duan Yun was hiding behind the shield and thinking about the situation he encountered, and he seemed to understand something in his head.

"Could it be that I was teleported to a place where the monks are all super weak? That's why there are so many monks who practice qi at the same time, there will be sect ancestors of the seventh level of qi cultivation, there will be people who will use a tattered flying sword as a sword, and only then will someone use this middle-level magic weapon as a magic weapon......"

Thinking of this, Lin Yuan felt that this matter was too absurd. It's not that he looks down on Yun Die and the little minions in front of him. With their strength, I am afraid that they will not be able to defeat the regular army of the mortal country.

Yun Die still couldn't detect the difference in strength at this time, and continued to shout over there: "Demon man, quickly put down the treasure and surrender, I can give you a happy one! It is better to be killed by a sword than to be burned by fire!"

Lin Yuan blushed for her when he heard this.

"I say, this fairy. Are there any more powerful monks in your Yunxiang Pavilion?"

Yun Die was a little shocked to see that this person could still speak so easily.

"Naturally, there is. I also have two senior sisters, and if they were here, you would have become their sword dead souls. ”

"So......" Lin Yuan then asked, "what about their cultivation?"

Yun Die said proudly: "The Seventh Layer Realm Great Perfection!"

Seventh-layer realm? Isn't it the seventh-level Qi cultivation realm?

Lin Yuan was already starting to feel that his previous guess was true. Haven't the people here heard of Tsuki? He wanted to ask the question a little bit, but he didn't know how to say it. So he beckoned the little monkey and went to collect the mid-level fire magic weapon floating in the sky.

He was going to use it as a threat to exchange information with the local monk in front of him.

The little monkey has always had an explosive IQ, and after getting the order, he jumped directly into the air, took down the Burning Sky Cone with both hands and feet, and ran to Lin Yuan's side to hand over the magic weapon to him.

Yun Die and the Yunxiang Pavilion monks present were shocked when they saw this, "Demon, return my treasure!"

Lin Yuan grabbed this magic weapon and looked at it a little, and it was really cheap. He also had a batch of high-grade magic weapons purchased for the sect in his pocket, the kind of more than a hundred spirit stones, which was much better than the thing in his hand that was regarded as the treasure of the town sect by the monk of Yunxiang Pavilion.

Seeing that his magic weapon had fallen into the hands of the enemy, Yun Die immediately attacked again with his sword. Lin Principle is to directly summon vines, use the ancient vine armor technique in reverse, and try to tie up the opponent. Although it did not succeed, it was forced to retreat.

Yun Die was afraid of Lin Yuan's spell and didn't dare to attack it easily, and the two sides entered a stalemate. It seems like it's time to start chatting in earnest.

Lin Yuan grabbed the Burning Sky Cone, a little ashamed of the exaggerated name. He picked it up and waved it at the people of Yunxiang Pavilion, and then asked, "I can return this thing to you." But I have one condition. ”

As soon as these words came out, a group of monks rose up one after another. Yun Die gritted her teeth and asked, "What conditions?"

"Just ask a few questions. Don't be so nervous. ”

As he said this, he took out a Tsukidan, the one he found from the Momogetsu Ancestor, from his pocket.

"I said Yundie Daoyou, do you know what kind of elixir this is?"

In the Smoky Mountains, there are almost no people who don't know the two treasures of Qifan Grass and Tsukidan. Especially in the Tsukidan, as long as the monks see this golden pill, they will immediately recognize it.

On the other hand, the cloud butterfly. Although she felt the majestic aura of the elixir and was a little greedy, she was at a loss, and she couldn't figure out what kind of elixir it was.

Lin Yuan could be sure when he saw her expression. There is no Tsukidan in this place where I am, and I'm afraid there are no Tsukidan monks, only this group of guys who have never seen the market and who have lost their way. (To be continued.) )