Lin Xuanyue was not enthusiastic about the treasure hunt in the spirit weapon pool.

I just saw the Fenghua Tianshuang in Tang Xiaohuan's hand, but I was aroused some interest.

Because Fenghua Tianshuang's appearance is delicate and beautiful, Lin Xuanyue also likes it, so she also wants a weapon with a delicate and beautiful appearance.

Lin Xuanyue gathered spiritual power and had just ingested the lava spirit weapon pool.

The magma in a radius of five meters began to boil, and clusters of red-golden light quickly lit up.

Mu Jianyun's breath stagnated when he saw this situation!

This movement is obviously bigger than when Tang Xiaohuan was just now, could it be that another heaven-level spirit weapon will be born?

As soon as this thought popped into Mu Jianyun's mind, a cloud of black light and a dozen golden lights lit up almost at the same time.

"Heavenly ...... The heaven-level spirit weapon has been awakened again!"

Mu Jianyun's eyes widened, and he began to stutter when he spoke.

At this time, Zhang Xuanji suddenly said in a loud voice: "Elder Yun, that ink ice frisbee is leaning on again!"

Mu Jianyun looked back and saw that the ink ice frisbee that Li Jianchen was driving before had leaned up again.

More than a dozen spiritual powers were poked out at the same time under its round hole, frantically attacking the heaven-level spiritual weapons in the black light in the spiritual weapon pool.

The other eight ink ice frisbees couldn't help but start to move at this moment.

Some have already begun to make moves, trying to pull Xuan-level or yellow-level spiritual weapons in relatively marginal positions.

The movement of the ten Ink Ice Frisbees in the Spirit Weapon Pool is too big!

The people on the sword-seeking platform found the heaven-level spirit weapon represented by the black light below.

For a while, the crowd was full of voices, and everyone couldn't stop being restless.

Mu Jianyun was furious: "Li Jianchen, this bastard!"

He looked in the direction of the cab and admonished: "Lao Chen, you concentrate on driving the frisbee to ensure stability, don't worry about the rest!"

"Don't worry, steward, I've been driving the Ink Ice Frisbee for decades! As long as there is no collision, it's no problem!" the driving elder said in a solemn tone.

Mu Jianyun looked at Zhang Xuanji, who was worried about Lin Xuanyue, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I'll solve the interference, you can concentrate on pulling the spirit weapon!"

After speaking, Mu Jianyun's figure rose into the air and flew out of the round hole under the ink ice frisbee.

As soon as Mu Jianyun appeared, the ink ice frisbee piloted by Li Jianchen suddenly panicked, and hurriedly pretended to be okay and flashed to the side.

"You nine Ink Ice Frisbees, return immediately! Don't take off again without my order!" Mu Jianyun said coldly as he stood in the void.

Nine Ink Ice Frisbees flew upwards one after another, quickly leaving the Spirit Weapon Pool.

Mu Jianyun's figure soared upward, standing in the void above the sword-seeking platform, his eyes were like electricity, and he stared in all directions: "Wait for the suspension of the traction of the spiritual weapon to recognize the master, and those who do not follow will be cut no matter which sect or sect of disciples!"

"We will obey the Elder's decree!" the crowd responded.

In the face of the elders in charge of the Divine Transformation Realm cultivation, everyone was in awe.

Inside the Ink Ice Frisbee, Lin Xuanyue continued to urge spiritual power.

The spiritual artifact pool lit up again, with two clusters of black light and dozens of clusters of golden light.

Three Heaven-Grade Spiritual Weapons!

Dozens of ground-level spiritual weapons!

On the sword-seeking platform, everyone's eyes were wide open, and their faces were full of disbelief.

Because the nine ink ice frisbees returned at the same time, they were ordered not to come out again.

At this moment, in the void beside Mu Jianyun, there were two Sword Pavilion elders who came to check the situation, namely the chief steward Liu Jianhua and the steward Liu Jianming.

Liu Jianhua, the chief steward of the Sword Pavilion, was asking Mu Jianyun why he did this and who gave him the right at this time, when the appearance of three black lights below directly stunned him.

Mu Jianyun also waved his sleeves lightly after a brief shock, deliberately pretending to be indifferent.

"Senior Brother Jianyun, what's going on?" asked the chief steward Liu Jianhua with a shocked face.

Mu Jianyun's expression was indifferent: "What's the matter, Senior Brother Jianhua, can't you see it?"

Elder Liu Jianming couldn't help but exclaim: "How is it possible to awaken three heaven-level spiritual weapons at the same time?"

"Senior Brother Jianyun, who is the person in this ink ice frisbee you brought?"

"There are three of them!, I don't really know!" Mu Jianyun said deliberately.

Liu Jianhua said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "Senior Brother Jianyun, what you brought in the Ink Ice Frisbee should not be a descendant disciple secretly cultivated by the Sect Master, the future Sect Master, right? Otherwise, how could it be possible to awaken so many heaven-level spiritual weapons at the same time?"

When Mu Jianyun heard this, he was immediately shocked.

The Pavilion Master personally gave a special approval to the edict, and although the three of them claimed to be disciples of Feihuang Fulongjian, their true identities were really not certain.

After all, in the history recorded in the Sword Pavilion, there were several sect master disciples who came to the Spirit Sword Pool to hunt for treasures under the guise of a certain candidate disciple of the first seat.

Although Mu Jianyun was slightly shocked in his heart, his face was silent: "How do I know? Anyway, the three people inside are all disciples of this sect, and they are here with the edict of the pavilion master, we can't afford to offend!"

Hearing Mu Jianyun say that the person in the ink ice frisbee actually came with Lin Jianbai's hand, Liu Jianming and Liu Jianhua's faces changed greatly.

In this way, the identity of the person in this ink ice frisbee is really hard to say.

Liu Jianhua's expression stiffened for a while, and finally he sneered: "Senior Brother Yun, Senior Brother was too anxious just now, and his tone was not very good, Senior Brother don't mind!"

The chief steward actually bowed to himself!

Mu Jianyun's heart was dark, and his face was still indifferent: "It's okay!"

Liu Jianhua breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Liu Jianming with a look.

Liu Jianming nodded in understanding, and asked out loud: "Senior Brother Jianyun, I heard from the people who went back that this ink ice frisbee you brought seems to have recognized a heaven-level spirit weapon before?"

"yes!"

Mu Jianyun looked indifferent: "The spiritual weapon that has already recognized the master seems to be the Fenghua Sword, but I didn't pay attention to the ancient books last time, so I can't be completely sure!"

"Fenghua Sword?"

Liu Jianhua and Liu Jianming's eyes widened: "Which Fenghua Sword?"

Mu Jianyun glanced at the two of them, with a look of disdain: "How many Fenghua swords are there in the heaven-level spirit weapon?"

Liu Jianhua's eyes widened, and his voice trembled: "Senior Brother Yun, the Fenghua Sword you are talking about, is it the Fenghua Tianshuang Sword that the Sect Master of the Founding Mountain personally created for the Lihuang Fairy?"

"Or else?"

Mu Jianyun said lightly, seeing that the two of them looked like they were stunned without seeing each other, he felt even more refreshed.

Liu Jianhua and Liu Jianming looked at each other.

Liu Jianhua finally reacted, looked at Liu Jianming and scolded: "Senior Brother Ming, what are you still doing in a daze? Why don't you go back and call someone to maintain order!"

"Oooh!"

Liu Jianming hurriedly left, took two steps and turned back and asked, "Chief steward, how many people are called?"

Liu Jianhua's face turned pale: "Except for those who must stay, call them all over, look at this sword-seeking platform, this order must also be maintained, why are they so close? Let them all retreat to five meters away!"

"In addition, there are the nine elders who are driving the Ink Ice Frisbee, let them all think about me and wait for Senior Brother Jianyun to fall!"

Mu Jianyun said lightly: "That Li Jianchen will be severely punished, and the others will forget it!"

Liu Jianhua nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "Senior Brother Yun is reasonable!"

Seeing that Liu Jianming was still stunned, he scolded again: "What are you still doing in a daze?

"Hey!" Liu Jianming replied and hurriedly flew to the management office.