It means Jiuxiaoxu long sword

Chapter 233
Do you want to gradually nibble away like the imperial family of Dizhou, or do you secretly supervise and let it go on the surface?
No, it's impossible.

People who are not of our race must have different minds. If the Spiritual Beast Pavilion is really found to have something to do with evil cultivators, the other major sects cannot let it go.

They can force the Zetianzong from the lower realm to death for the Spirit Beast Pavilion, and they can support a new Spirit Beast Pavilion.

After all, it's just a sect at the rear of the crane in front, it doesn't really matter if it exists or not.

The main reason is that the connection between the Spiritual Beast Pavilion and the Yaozu is hard to break.

After all, there is still an ancestor of the fox family who lives in the spirit beast pavilion.

Anyway, these things are still out of her hands now.

Even if the Spirit Beast Pavilion really colluded with the evil cultivators, some of them would fight among themselves, so what's the matter with the monster clan?

What's the matter with her.

It's just that before arriving at the guest house, you can see the sudden changes in the world.

The violent wind howled and swept across, and the suppressed resentment in Qiankun's audience broke through the seal in an instant and spread all over the world.

"Hooho..."

what happened?

Feng Qingli quickly set up a protective barrier around her, but the resentment hit her desperately like she had eyes.

This can't be a coincidence.

There was a faint anger in Feng Qingli's heart, no matter where she was or who she was, someone must come to trouble her, right?

"brush--"

As soon as the long sword came out, the fire burned the sky.

The scorching flame was supposed to restrain this most yin and most resentful thing, and under the scorching of the spiritual fire, the monstrous resentment was forcibly torn out, so that Feng Qingli could see a ray of sky light.

It's just that the resentment really seemed to be reckless, even though it was burned to the point of howling, it refused to give up the siege and attack on Feng Qingli.

Slowly, that ball of spiritual fire was gradually covered up.

until I can no longer see it.

After a long time, the resentment seemed to dissipate. It should be the Nascent Soul Zhenjun present who suppressed those running around.

It's just that Feng Qingli, who was supposed to be in the guest courtyard, disappeared, together with the disciples of various ethnic groups who had already left the Qiankun Terrace.

……

When the scenery in front of Feng Qingli's eyes stopped shaking, she was already in a vast sea.

It was the space crack under the stage of Qiankun that brought her here.

Knowing her current situation, Feng Qingli did not dare to relax.

The long sword has never left his hand, and the spiritual fire is also attached to the long sword, dazzling.

The level of the spirit sword is not high, and the reason why Feng Qingli has not changed it is precisely because the raw material for casting it is special, which can accommodate Feng Qingli's natal spirit fire.

Because of the blessing of the spiritual fire, Feng Qingli took full advantage of the killing sword that controlled life and death.

"Fellow Daoist, long time no see."

Familiar figures appeared in front of her eyes one after another, and Feng Qingli also slightly clenched the hilt of her sword.

She knew it.

But today's matter is definitely not something that these little Spirit Beast Pavilion disciples can do. There are other people standing behind them.

"It's been a long time since I've seen a real luan in this world of cultivating immortals."

One at the peak of foundation establishment, two at the late stage of foundation establishment, and three at the middle stage of foundation establishment.

Ruofeng Qingli is really just an ordinary demon cultivator in the middle stage of foundation establishment, and I am afraid that he will not be able to escape from this group of people no matter what.

Seeing that these people still wanted to talk nonsense about the so-called winners' testimonials, Feng Qingli drew his sword without warning.

Spirit fire was attached to the blade of the sword, and a burst of sword energy directly lifted the three middle-stage foundation-building wastes into the sea, causing quite a wave.

Lin Qianlou shut his mouth abruptly, with cruelty in his eyes.

"Come on, there will be a lot of rewards for catching her senior."

Perhaps Feng Qingli's sword frightened the cultivators in the Spirit Beast Pavilion. They took out all kinds of spiritual weapons and rushed towards Feng Qingli. Their moves were extremely jerky, obviously they had no experience in actual combat , all rely on the cultivation base accumulated from the pills and the strength cultivated by the deep sect.

That's it?

catch her?

Feng Qingli smiled contemptuously.

The long sword in his hand was as powerful as a long dragon, and the sword intent was only casually revealed, which made those useless cultivators of the Spirit Beast Pavilion terrified.

"You are a demon cultivator, how can you cultivate sword intent!?"

Feng Qingli cut off the head of the Spirit Beast Pavilion in the late stage of Foundation Establishment with a random sword strike.

The long sword was stained with blood, and the blood on the tip of the sword was still dripping down, staining the sea area red.

"What's the difference between a demon cultivator and a human cultivator? It's just that some people are stupid and useless, and they are not as powerful as the enemy's tragic death in the wilderness."

Lin Qianlou was furious: "Rampant!"

As he said that, a set of formation flags flew out from his sleeves, tightly besieging Feng Qingli in the middle.

only……

To Feng Qingli, this is nothing more than a trivial skill.

The overall combat power of the monks in the Spirit Beast Pavilion really disappointed her.

There is a spirit weapon in the Spirit Beast Pavilion, doesn't it mean that Feng Qingli doesn't have it?

With a wave of Feng Qinglisu's hand, several beads flew out from the nawu beads tied around her neck, as soon as the red and blue spiritual power was poured into the beads, the formation was destroyed with a "boom" Even the flag was blown away, and I couldn't find it if I searched for it.

Lin Qianlou's face was livid, and he was the only one left among the brothers and sisters fighting side by side in an instant.

Also, is this a monk in the middle stage of foundation establishment?

joke?

"Come and help me!"

"Whoosh-"

Feng Qingli couldn't stop her in time, so she could only watch helplessly as Lin Qianlou used the summoning utensil.I don't know who came, but judging by the hopeful look in Lin Qianlou's eyes, Jin Dan is absolutely indispensable.

Really unlucky.

Feng Qingli's figure flashed, and before leaving, she threw a few sword qi in the direction of Lin Qianlou.

Whether you die or not, beat me first.

Keeping the green hills alive will not worry about running out of firewood, and when she returns safely in the future, it won't be too late to think about taking Lin Qianlou's life.

It's a pity that Lin Qianlou has a lot of life-saving spirit weapons, but Lin Qianlou was beaten to shame by Feng Qingli, but he still didn't die.

"How dare you, son! Kill my Spirit Beast Pavilion disciple."

Words come before people arrive.

Feng Qingli just pretended that she couldn't hear, Yu Jian's speed was getting faster and faster.

But the man who was chasing after him was after all a Jindan real person, and it didn't take long to catch Feng Qingli after walking against the wind.

Why are you catching her?
To be a spiritual pet or to kill a demon?

If you want to be a spiritual pet, with the temperament of the leaders of the Luanniao clan, you must tear down the Spirit Beast Pavilion for you, regardless of whether you belong to the Seven Great Sects or not.

If you kill a demon, why do you humans want her flesh and blood?

Picture what?
Refining or alchemy?

But the person who chased after him obviously had no good intentions, the black elixir in his hand was unknown, he pressed Feng Qingli's head and wanted to stuff it into her mouth.

Feng Qingli is definitely not someone who just sits and waits to die, a mayfly can shake a tree, and a mantis arm can be used as a cart.

What's more, she, Feng Qingli, is not a gnat or a mantis, and the Golden Core cultivator is not a tree or a car.

Back then, a cultivator at the peak of the golden core in Dijin could be injured by Feng Qingli's spirit fire, let alone a mid-stage golden core cultivator in this area today.

(End of this chapter)