At the beginning, I cleaned the Sutra Library and completed the incomplete skills.

Li Lan had arrived some time ago after receiving the message talisman.

However, he had been coldly observing the friction between the Lingxiao Sect and the Guangji Temple.

He wasn't in a hurry to show himself.

Li Lan hadn't forgotten.

In the central area of 鈥嬧€媂ian Zong Valley, there was still a Foundation Establishment expert with a terrifying aura.

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He had sent out all four spirit bean soldiers for reconnaissance to monitor the movements in the central area.

Once the bean soldiers sent out a signal of danger, Li Lan would not hesitate to run away.

The fighting between the two sides was already quite intense.

Even ordinary people could see the brilliant and colorful magic explosions from several miles away.

However, after a long time, the Foundation Establishment expert still didn't make any movement.

Perhaps the other party had already left?

Or was he disdainful of arguing with them, these Qi Refining juniors?

Or did he have more important things to do and couldn't spare the time for the time being?

Regardless of the reason, Li Lan knew he couldn't wait any longer.

The Guangji Temple side was already at a disadvantage in terms of numbers.

At this moment, A'hua and the other two were in a very bad situation and were about to be unable to hold on.

Li Lan flicked his storage bag with one hand, and a light blue Swift Steps Talisman appeared in his hand.

This was a life-saving item he had bought at Qing Shi Fang City for a lot of spirit sand.

Now was the time for it to play its role.

After sticking the Swift Steps Talisman on his body, Li Lan felt that the weight of his whole body seemed to be reduced a lot, and he became light as a feather.

He didn't hesitate and took out a long knife flashing with cold light.

He tiptoed down the tree and sneaked towards the back of the Lingxiao Sect like a ghost.

At this moment.

The balance of victory had tilted towards the Lingxiao Sect.

All the attention of the five Lingxiao Sect disciples was focused on A'hua and the other two.

Everyone was eager for the disciples of the opposing sect to die in their hands.

This was also counted as a kind of sect contribution in the Lingxiao Sect.

It seemed that no one noticed Li Lan's figure.

Gradually, he got closer and closer to the middle-aged female cultivator.

Twenty-five steps鈥?twenty steps鈥?fifteen steps鈥?,"Just as Li Lan was only ten steps away from the other party and was about to succeed in his sneak attack.

A loud eagle cry suddenly came from the sky!

Li Lan instinctively sensed something was wrong and reacted immediately.

He stomped hard on the ground with both feet and pounced to the side.

A sharp earth thorn suddenly popped out without warning, almost piercing Li Lan's entire body into a bloody gourd.

"Tsk, your reaction is not slow."

The middle-aged female cultivator's voice sounded leisurely.

It turned out that she had been playing cat and mouse all along, and it turned out that there was still this beast in the sky.

Li Lan looked up and then threw out the things he had prepared in his hand.

In an instant, a large amount of sand and dust spread and filled the air.

Like a surging yellow tide, it swept towards the surroundings.

Soon, all the cultivators present were wrapped in it.

The originally clear world seemed to have been smeared with thick yellow paint, turning into a chaotic mess.

The visible range of all the cultivators was greatly reduced.

The scene immediately became chaotic.

At this moment.

Li Lan's voice came from the sand and dust.

"Senior brother! What are you waiting for?"

"Don't hold back any longer! Hurry up and take out the life-saving trump card that Master gave you!"

The Dust and Mist Concealment technique is the most basic spell. Although it can obscure the naked eye, it cannot shield the spiritual sense of cultivators.

Originally, the middle-aged female cultivator had already locked onto the approximate location of Li Lan with her spiritual sense.

But after hearing the other party suddenly say such a thing, her heart suddenly jumped to her throat.

At this time, she didn't care about catching this kid who failed in his sneak attack, and quickly scanned with her spiritual sense to find A'hua's location.

The middle-aged female cultivator hadn't thought that the other party was bluffing her.

But she didn't dare to gamble, after all, the price of losing the bet was her life.

On the other hand.

Seeing Li Lan come to the rescue, A'hua, who had been under great pressure, was overjoyed.

He was already preparing to use means to take the opportunity to slip away.

As a result, Li Lan's shout immediately caused the middle-aged female cultivator's attention to return to him.

This damned despicable bastard!

At this moment, A'hua's lungs were about to explode with anger.

After being locked on by the middle-aged female cultivator, it was no longer possible to leave quietly.

A'hua knew that this opportunity for the other party to lose his composure was hard-won.

Helpless, he could only follow Li Lan's instructions and make a final desperate fight.

He opened his cuffs and revealed a cyan-green sleeve sword on his wrist.

This thing was indeed given to him by Elder Jian Chen as a life-saving device.

The sleeve sword was about a foot long, with a slender and narrow blade, like a willow leaf given a metallic texture.

The blade was flashing with a ghostly cold light, and some delicate and complex runes were engraved on the spine of the sword.

Along with A'hua chanting the incantation, those runes suddenly bloomed with dazzling cyan light.

The sleeve sword seemed to have come alive, and began to tremble violently, as if it was about to fly out in the next second.

The middle-aged female cultivator sensed that aura and was shocked.

She didn't dare to be negligent in the slightest, and quickly sacrificed her life-saving magic weapon, the Crimson Firmament Severing Axe.

This thing has a very unique shape, and the whole presents a crescent shape.

The arc-shaped blade is about two palms wide, with a blood-red light flashing on it, revealing a sense of鑲?娈?

Along with the infusion of mana into it, a strange and terrifying sound came from the magic weapon.

It seemed as if the Crimson Firmament Severing Axe was roaring ferociously.

"Go!"

The two almost shot at the same time.

The sleeve sword drew a color of sound trajectory in the air, and the speed was extremely fast, even bringing up a slight sound of breaking through the air.

The red light on the Crimson Firmament Severing Axe soared in an instant, and greeted the sleeve sword without showing weakness.

When the two magic weapons collided, they made a muffled sound of clang.

The sword and the axe's mana collided with each other, erupting bursts of strong spiritual power fluctuations.

This fluctuation spread around with the two as the center.

In an instant, most of the sand and dust magic left by Li Lan was blown away.

Tie Niu, Ding Sanquan, and the four disciples of the Lingxiao Sect were all dumbfounded as they watched the scene in front of them.

Is this the power of a magic weapon?

The remaining mana fluctuations revealed between each move made their backs chill.

Compared with the killing power of those basic spells, it is simply like children playing house.

Clang! Clang!

Every time the sleeve sword collided with the axe, A'hua's face became more and more ugly.

On the surface.

The two are both at the second level of Qi Refining, and they are both blessed with life-saving magic weapons bestowed by their masters, and the fight seems to be evenly matched.

But in reality, it is not.

The axe has always been extremely restrained against sword-like magic weapons.

In addition, the one in his hand is a slender sleeve sword.

Under the circumstances that it is not dominant.

The thin cicada-wing-like sword body is like an ant shaking a tree in front of the wide and heavy arc-shaped blade of the axe.

Every time it collides, the light of the sleeve sword will flicker.

The runes flowing on the sword body gradually became blurred and dim.

As time went by.

A'hua's heart became heavier and heavier, while the middle-aged female cultivator became more and more relaxed, and even had a smile of victory on her face.

"What are you still doing in a daze?"

"Hurry up and pick the Azure Frost Moonpetal Grass and take it away?"

"This thief is at the end of his rope and won't last long."

"If he jumps over the wall in desperation and damages the spirit grass, you won't have enough heads to pay for it even if you have ten."

The four Qi Refining first-level cultivators of the Lingxiao Sect came back to their senses when they heard this.

They hurriedly did as they were told.

However, when they were about to pick the spirit grass, they were all dumbfounded and stunned in place, and their whole bodies were stupid!

I saw that the location where the Azure Frost Moonpetal Grass was originally located was now empty!

The spirit grass is gone!