Yuxiang

Hongjun's Three Swords is the most powerful three-stroke sword style she has mastered.

However, because of the powerful power of these three sword moves, she does not want to use them too frequently. The Seven Star Sword Art is the restraint created by her blending various formations, swordsmanship, Star Wars techniques, Taoism and even the way of nature. The art of the enemy, so as soon as she has a feeling, she must grasp it. Although the bottleneck is difficult to break through, after breaking through, it will be a new world.

Of course, improving one's own realm is also an urgent matter.Once you enter the stage of refining gods, you can enter the Ten Thousand Beast Pagoda for trials. I heard Jin Ze say that the Ten Thousand Beast Pagoda is the treasure house of the Ten Thousand Beast Immortal Emperor. Even if there were a hundred pieces of magic weapons like bottles, she wouldn't think there were too many.Most importantly, if she has enough magic weapons to use, she can consider leaving the clear glass bottle to her successors.

But this level of advancement cannot be achieved overnight.In the past half a year or so, she has cultivated to the middle stage of Ningying in the crystal world.However, this does not mean that the same time can be used to cultivate to the later stage, let alone the stage of refining the gods, that is a great improvement of the realm, which cannot be achieved by ordinary accumulation.

Suddenly, Murong Xianxian, who was in the midst of comprehension, opened her eyes. Her brows were slightly frowned, as if she was looking at a certain position in front of her... A little farther away from the battleship, a group of human practitioners were also looking at him in panic. Flying in the direction of Robe Island.These people are quite embarrassed, their hair and sleeves are messy, and the two leaders are the monks of the infant stage, and they don't look much better than the monks of the Yuandan stage behind them. Obviously, they have just gone through a big battle. The result... Needless to say.

"Damn it, the whole cargo is so cheap for those monster cultivators!" A tall and thin monk among the two infant-forming monks said angrily.

"Sixth brother, it's not bad to be able to escape alive. It's a pity that most of the low-level monks brought this time died, and the loss in personnel is the heaviest. Especially the young master was also killed by the demon cultivator. How will we explain to the Patriarch after we go back?!" Another monk in the infant stage next to him said frowningly.

"So what? We can't just walk away." Sixth Brother said very depressed.

They are family power.Unlike casual cultivators or disciples with foreign surnames, they can leave at once. Fortunately, they are all monks in the infant stage. Even if there is something wrong, the Patriarch will punish them at most, but they will never have to worry about their lives. of.However, the monks behind the two began to worry, they were only Yuandan period monks.This punishment is hard to say.

A monk couldn't help asking: "Uncle Six, what should we do? Will we be treated as deserters?"

The infant cultivator sighed and said, "It's impossible to escape in the face of a battle, but you can't escape if you're unlucky as a bodyguard. The only way now is to go back and accept the crime honestly, maybe there is still a chance to succeed. Don't worry. Right. After all, you are monks in the Yuan Dan period, and you will not be sacrificed as ordinary family children."

A group of people were flying, when the infancy monk who called the monk next to him "sixth brother" suddenly focused his eyes, and said to his companion through voice transmission: "sixth brother, there is a warship ahead, if we can capture that warship , enough to compensate for the loss of the family!"

His plan was not wrong, although the young master is dead, but the Patriarch has more than one son.Even if the others are useless, they can be regenerated, but the large amount of property lost is irreparable. If this warship can be used to replace it, even if it is worth the goods of those two or three ships, it will be more than enough.

In fact, it's not surprising that he thought so, in a place like the Sea of ​​Storms.It's not just the monsters who often do looting. As long as it's a cheap place and a worthwhile target, it's no problem to be a robber once.

These monks have done a lot of similar nasty things... Of course, the most important thing is that the breath from the warship shows that there are not many monks on board, and the grade of those monks does not seem to be high.

It would be too reckless to let such a fat sheep go.Thinking of this, a smirk appeared on the face of the infant cultivator, and he asked his companion next to him to explain his plan.

The infant cultivator next to him was taken aback: "Sixth brother, when the two races of humans and monsters are fighting, no matter how much hatred there is between human monks, they must not kill each other, otherwise it will be a common enemy of the human race!"

"Pedantism!"

The monk named 'Sixth Brother' stared at him: "What time is it? Don't care what those people do. What we need to consider now is how to eliminate the anger of the Patriarch, and who would know if we do something like this? Do you think someone will go to the bottom of the matter for the death of a few low-level monks?"

"That's right... that's right!" The infancy cultivator who was still hesitant finally made up his mind after hearing this.

Even if they had never done such a thing as looting, at least they had heard of it. The other monks were not too surprised, and a group of people rushed towards Murong Xianxian's warship in a mighty manner.

Murong Xianxian has a special skill in cultivation, ordinary monks can't perceive her strength at all, and needless to say those puppets, so from the perspective of this group of monks, those few monks in the liquid condensation stage can't stop them at all.

Of course, Murong Xianxian paid attention to being able to feel the situation outside. When those monks rushed over aggressively, her face darkened slightly, she got up and finished her training, and came to the deck.

At this time, Li Yaoyao and the others also saw those monks. Fu Qingtong and the others had come to the Yuanling World a few years earlier, and they knew some things here well, and they knew there was something wrong when they saw the power of those people.

"Senior, these people seem to come here with bad intentions, should we avoid it for a while?" Wen Tianle asked softly.

If the warship is flying at full strength, even a monk in the infant stage may not be able to catch up.From Wen Tianle's point of view, although Murong Xianxian is powerful and her cultivation has never been exposed, at best she is at the infant stage, and among the monks flying from the side, at least two are in the infant stage , and there are more than a dozen Yuan Danqi monks, even if they have warships to assist them, they may not be able to resist.

"No need." Murong Xianxian smiled faintly, "Fu Qingtong, start the mirroring device."

In the world of practice, there is a spell called "backtracking", which says that it can truly restore what happened in the past period of time with spells, but that spell has various restrictions, and the monks who can cast it must at the very least Pure Yang Realm.But the craftsmen have developed a special tool called mirror crystal, which can record some real situations... Simply put, it is the video equipment in the practice world, and there is such a set on the warship.

Although Murong Xianxian was not afraid, it was good to be on guard, and then she ordered Li Yaoyao to prepare to activate the ship's protective device, leaving only her, Wu Shi'an, and Wen Tianle on the bow.

Seeing Murong Xianxian's calmness, Wen and Wu also calmed down. Although they didn't know Murong Xianxian very well, they also understood that she was not the one to put themselves in danger.

Murong Xianxian stood on the deck, looking coldly at the dozen or so monks who were approaching quickly.It wasn't that she came here with malicious speculation. The war between the two races is getting more and more tense at present. Many people are doing nasty things on the battlefield with the intention of fishing in troubled waters, so she has to be more vigilant to avoid accidents.And these people in front of her came in a strange way, if it was said that they came with good intentions, she couldn't believe it.

"We are casual cultivators from Xingluo City, fellow Taoists, what's the matter?" Murong Xianxian saw that the other party was blocking the battleship without fear, and asked aloud.

Everyone knew Sima Zhaozhi's heart, and their actions had explained what they were going to do, but she had already ordered Fu Qingtong to activate the mirroring device, so these people had to speak.

One of the leading practitioners in the infant stage gave a strange smile of 'Jie Jie': "The matter is very simple, hand over your warship, your storage bags and magic weapons, and abolish your cultivation, and we will let you live! "

So cruel!

Without cultivation, even if they didn't do anything, Murong Xianxian and the others would not be able to survive.

The corner of Murong Xianxian's mouth twitched slightly, and said: "Fellow Daoist, you should think about it clearly. Now is the time of the war between the two races, you should bear the crime of not wanting to!"

"Nonsense! Do it!"

The leading monk in the infant stage gave a loud shout...but he said it to his companions behind him.

Murong Xianxian's expression was too calm, and her cultivation was hidden, so she couldn't be perceived at all, so when they met each other, the monk listed her as the first target to be eradicated.Before the voice fell, he had already swung his sleeves, sacrificed a magic weapon, and shot towards Murong Xianxian on the battleship.

The magic weapon was a blood-colored snake-shaped treasure staff. Once it was sacrificed, the body of the staff swelled in the wind, and in an instant it turned into a blood-colored python about tens of feet long. With a strong smell of blood, the huge blood python swung its head and tail towards the warship in the blood mist, and the filthy atmosphere instantly covered a radius of hundreds of feet.

At the same time, another cultivator at the infant stage and the dozen or so cultivators at the Yuandan stage also used their magic weapons to charge forward, trying to kill Murong Xianxian and the others in one fell swoop and seize the spaceship.

"Master, that magic weapon is made of the same kind of material as mine, and it is of great use to me, so leave it to me."

Just when the shield on the ship suddenly rose, a conscious pleading came from the blood python.

"Yes, solve this problem quickly." Murong replied delicately.

With the strength of the blood python, it is easy to deal with a monk in the infant stage, so she didn't hesitate at all.

"Hi~"

At the same time that the attack was covering the battleship, a red shadow flew out of the battleship's shield and faced the blood mist.If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. )