Bai Yitong saw the crescent wheel flying towards him, and knew that Miss Lu had no malicious intentions, so he opened a gap in Di Luo Yu. The crescent chakra feels very docile in the hand, like a gentle girl being embraced by her lover. I don't know if Bai Yitong is too sensitive. When he injected mana into the crescent chakra, he seemed to feel a trace of Miss Lu's mana aura. However, what is strange is that this trace of Miss Lu's mana aura is not contradictory to the mana he injected.

After the general magic weapon is used, it is normal to leave a trace of the original owner's mana breath. However, the residual mana aura of the magic weapon and the mana aura of the new owner are generally mutually exclusive. Until the residual mana aura is wiped away, this magic weapon can be completely controlled by the new owner.

Bai Yitong tried to manipulate the crescent wheel, and felt as comfortable as an arm and finger. He felt it carefully for a while, and found that there was indeed a trace of Miss Lu's breath left in the crescent chakra. However, although there was a trace of mana breath remaining, the crescent chakra did not show the slightest discomfort. Since there was no obstacle to use, Bai Yitong also left the matter behind and ignored it anymore.

"Hehe, hey, worthy of being the daughter of the Great Shang Pavilion, she is really generous! This way you can stay alive and explore this mysterious site with me. ”

The yellow-clothed monk watched Miss Lu casually give away a low-grade high-grade magic weapon, and a greedy look couldn't help but appear in his eyes. After all, for ordinary monks, it is an extremely desirable thing to have a good magic weapon. The spirit stones earned by ordinary monks are generally used to buy elixirs to improve their cultivation. And those who can have spare money to buy high-grade magic weapons are only those disciples of the immortal sect or the family lineage.

Miss Lu's face was frosty, but she ignored the words of the yellow-clothed monk. The yellow-clothed monk waited for a long time, but did not see Miss Lu answer. The anger in his heart gradually rose, and he slowly injected a trace of mana into the flying sword. The flying sword flashed, as if reminding Miss Lu. However, Miss Lu always turned a blind eye to the actions of the yellow-clothed monk.

"Good, good, good! Since you are so obsessed, then don't blame me for being ruthless!"

The yellow-clothed monk said three "good" words in a row, and his heart was extremely angry. How can he say that he is also a ninth-layer Soul Gathering Monk, how could he not be angry when he was despised by a Soul Gathering Fourth-Layer Monk at this time. Moreover, he is very confident in his qualifications. For Na Yuan, he has a great grasp. A half-foot peak monk who has stepped into the Nayuan period has an incomparably strong sense of self-esteem.

"Did you kill the sisters who accompanied me to the Badwater Swamp?"

Miss Lu suddenly became cold and questioned the yellow-clothed monk.

"Hey...... It's just a few maids in the early stage of gathering spirits, why do you care so much. ”

The yellow-clothed monk laughed, a hint of contempt revealed.

The frost on Miss Lu's face was even heavier. A wisp of green silk hung down, reflecting her slightly trembling pretty face. All of a sudden, I only heard a "bang". A dazzling golden light appeared, instantly dazzling the Fighting Law Field.

"Xuanjin Jian?!"

"The Xuanjin Treasure that has been missing for forty years?!"

The golden light flashed, and two exclamations were issued almost simultaneously. The exclamation naturally came from Xiao Poison and the Yellow Friar. The two of them both belong to the late stage of the Gathering Spirits cultivators, and they have been in the immortal cultivation world for so long, so they naturally have heard a lot about some famous magic weapons. At this time, the two of them couldn't help but exclaim when they saw Xuan Jinjian, who had been missing for a long time, appear. And Bai Yitong had not long been in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, so he naturally didn't know much about them. It was because when Miss Lu released the Xuanjin Jian, he was just a little surprised.

Before the words of the two yellow-clothed monks fell, Xuanjin Jian had been enlarged to the size of three zhang. The whistling was accompanied by golden light, and it slapped at the heads of the two. After all, Xuanjin Jian is a magic weapon for fame, and the momentum of this shot is enough to level the mountain peak. Although the yellow-clothed monk was a Gathering Spirit Peak monk, he did not dare to hesitate in the slightest under this golden sword. As soon as he saw Jin Jian's photograph, he immediately pulled out his legs and stepped back.

In the golden light, Xiao Poison naturally wanted to escape from Jin Jian's attack range immediately. But he had just been injured in the fight with Bai Yitong, so his actions were naturally not agile enough. Seeing that Jin Jian was about to fall, he panicked for a while. At this moment, a strong force suddenly came from behind him, shaking him towards the periphery of Jin Jian. In his hurry, he glanced back, but saw that the yellow-clothed monk had instantly withdrawn his right foot.

Jin Jian is about to fall! After all, the yellow-clothed monk is a cultivator at the peak of the Gathering Spirit, and after he sent Xiao Poison Zi to the periphery of Jin Jian's attack with one kick, he instantly burst out of the three zhang. Ten zhang away, Bai Yitong, saw that Xiao Poison had reached the edge of the golden light, and he was about to break away in the next moment. He frowned, and a wind flash technique rushed towards Xiao Poison.

"Ah......h

Seeing that Bai Yitong suddenly rushed towards Xuan Jinjian's attack, Miss Lu couldn't help but exclaim. At this time, Xuanjin Jian has already accumulated momentum, and if it is withdrawn, it is no longer possible.

Bai Yitong used the wind flash technique, and immediately appeared beside Xiao Poison Zi ten zhang away. At the same time as his body hit the ground, he urged the power of the entire Di Luo Yu to rush towards Xiao Poison. At this moment, Xuan Jinjian had already rubbed the scalp of the two, and Xiao Poison Zi also stepped out of the golden light with one foot. The next moment, though. Bai Yitong cast the Wind Flash Technique for the second time, breaking away from the golden light. But Xiao Poison Zi was slightly trapped by Di Luo Yu for a moment. In just this instantaneous effort, Xiao Poison Zi remained under the golden light forever.

In this scene in danger, the shocked Yellow Friar and Miss Lu were speechless. Neither of them could imagine what kind of mind and courage a spiritual gathering monk who dared to compete for a moment under the Xuanjin Jian would be. For Bai Yitong, Xuanjin Jian was just a high-grade magic weapon. But for the other Spiritualists, including the Yellow Friar, it is definitely a place of legend. Although the quality of Xuanjin Jian is identified as a low-level high-grade, its power is definitely qualified to compete with that of a medium-level magic weapon.

Thirty years ago, Li Jianyun, the leader of the three generations of disciples of the famous Jinyuan Sect, relied on this Xuanjin Jian to defeat the evil cultivator Yan Fang of the Nayuan Period. After this battle, Li Jianyun's great name spread all over the Junzhou Immortal Cultivation Realm. For a time, he was even admired as the first person among the low-ranking monks of the present generation. Since then, Li Jianyun has been secretly protected by Jin Yuanmen, preparing to train him as the heir of Xianmen. However, Jin Yuanmen's opponent, the Wufeng Sect, secretly sent elite disciples to sneak attack Li Jianyun's hiding place at night. After a big battle, Li Jianyun and Xuan Jinjian disappeared at the same time, and they never appeared in the immortal cultivation world again.

"Bang !!"

After an earth-shattering bang, Xuanjin Jian smashed on the black stone ground. The earth and stone chips were mixed with white bone dust, and they instantly rose fifty zhang high. The place where Xuan Jinjian was hit, a large pit with a depth of more than ten zhang suddenly appeared.

Bai Yitong's body moved, and then appeared in the big pit. He walked around the pit, as if looking for something. The yellow-clothed monk was unwilling to leave, and did not dare to step forward. He watched Bai Yitong wandering in the big pit, but he was helpless. And Miss Lu next to her was wondering. She really couldn't figure it out. In a stone pit that was smashed open by a magic weapon, what could Bai Yitong find?

"Earthworms?"

Miss Lu frowned, trying her best to think of some possibilities.

Bai Yitong was looking for a distraction, and suddenly felt something fall above his head. He hurriedly flashed to the side and took the object in his hand. When he saw what he was holding clearly, he couldn't help but wrinkle. It turned out that what he was holding in his hand at this time was a human foot. Bai Yitong took off the satin shoes on the human feet stupidly, and then put them into the storage bag.

"Poof!"

When Miss Lu saw Bai Yitong, she actually put one of the magic boots left by Xiao Poison into the storage bag. At that moment, she instantly understood what the other party was looking for. Unable to suppress it, she chuckled.

"Hey! I thought he was a hidden master. It turns out that it's such a bag!"

Although the yellow-clothed monk didn't dare to try the edge of Xuanjin Jian, it didn't mean that he was afraid of Miss Lu. After all, Miss Lu had only gathered the fourth level of spiritual cultivation, and if she wanted to manipulate a magic weapon like Xuanjin Jian, it would definitely not be so easy. The yellow-clothed monk speculated that Miss Lu would not be able to use the Xuanjin Jian for a long time. What he was suspicious about was how long the other party could use it. And how many times can he escape during these times. Originally, he had the courage to give it a try, but after seeing Bai Yitong's performance, he hesitated.

For the ridicule of the yellow-clothed monk, Bai Yitong laughed at it. He's not the kind of person who gets a head hot for a word. After putting away his boots, he silently returned to Miss Lu's side. Miss Lu gave him a strange look, and then continued to confront the yellow-clothed monk.

About a pillar of incense time, just when a few people were a little impetuous. Suddenly, a strange whirlwind blew, rolling up the dust and debris that had just landed. The dust swirled, flew in a circle in the air, and then fell. Then, there was an eerie silence in the field. Nothing had changed, but the atmosphere had suddenly become empty.

Time passed slowly in a thumping heartbeat, and both the yellow-clothed monk and Miss Lu became a little anxious. Surprisingly, when both of them were rendered by some kind of psychic rendering, Bai Yitong was not affected in any way. He realized this mysterious power as soon as it surrounded the three of them. It's just that as soon as this mysterious power entered his sea of consciousness, he was immediately attracted by the mysterious lotus seed. So, of the three people present, he was the only one who was awake.

"Uh-huh......"

After an ethereal whisper, the silence was broken. The yellow-clothed monk and Miss Lu both trembled suddenly. The two of them immediately released their divine senses to look around, but they returned to no avail. Bai Yitong also frowned slightly, and the whimpering sound sounded to him, but it was a wind. It's just that he vaguely felt a fluctuation of power in the wind.

Let me say something: In the past few days of the Chinese New Year, I have been really busy. I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to finish it today. But it snowed all day, which indirectly gave me time to code words. So I held on until 12 o'clock...... This chapter is complete. Write to the end. Looking at yourself ...... There was a hint of fear...... And thank you: a little ink brother ticket on paper