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It has to be Cheng Jiangui again; those 16 pills he took weren't wasted, as he immediately gave the correct answer.

Yun hope indeed had no antidote pills. All she had were these ordinary, low-grade Spirit Gathering Pills that could induce excitement. The spiritual plants unearthed from the small world were limited. Ever since Qi Jue could use the "Flower Talisman," she hadn't used these spiritual plants to refine ordinary pills. She only had two left, and she had given one to Song Heming. Feeling extremely distressed, she hugged Su Yuanshuang's shoulders and began to shake her vigorously: "Ahhhh, Senior Sister, the Wind and Thunder Sect will reimburse me after we get out, right? This is so expensive, so very expensive."

The sect leader of the Wind and Thunder Sect asked in confusion, "How expensive?"

The petrified Sect Master of the Medicine King Sect, through Cheng Jiangui's introduction, had some ideas in mind. He put on a look of utter astonishment and said with difficulty, "If what Cheng Jiangui said is true, then every kind of spiritual plant used for alchemy is priceless and unavailable."

"!!!"

The sect leader of the Wind and Thunder Sect rose to his feet in disbelief: "Giving such a valuable thing to Song Heming? That's Song Heming! He's just Song Heming!"

Even the master, after imagining the value of the elixir, felt that his disciple was unworthy of it, asking, "Why Song Heming?"

Suddenly, the sound of cars fighting came from the scene. Song Heming, who had been lying flat on the ground like a lazy turtle, suddenly stood up, startling Shen Tingsong next to him.

"Getting excited..."

Song Heming's eyes lit up. He quickly bypassed the demonic cultivator and went to the place where Mo Qingcheng had opened the blind box. He picked up three Xuan Swords that he had painstakingly bought but which the other party had treated as junk. He enlarged one of them and jumped up. With a "whoosh," he knocked away the oncoming demonic cultivator and began his long voyage into the distance.

"..."

Everything happened too fast. Before we could even think about how he broke free of the ropes and detoxified himself, he had already taken off. A gust of wind even caused Yao Yu, who was hanging in the tree, to sway slightly.

Tong Feng's face darkened, and he cursed at his men, "A bunch of useless trash, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and chase after them!"

Perhaps because everything happened so suddenly, Tong Feng felt that he was responsible for guarding the area and that someone had suddenly run away, so he panicked a little and chased after him.

The number of imprisoned demonic cultivators has been reduced by half, leaving only seven.

Yunxi tilted her head back smugly: "See? Song Hemian is still the most useful."

Reluctant to part with Ye Jin, reluctant to part with Qi Jue, and even more reluctant to part with himself, he could only sacrifice Song Hemian.

Nightfall: "...You really have some ideas."

"!!!" The sect master of the Wind and Thunder Sect was shocked for a few seconds, then seemed to understand.

The reason we saved Song Heming first was because Song Heming was incredibly fast!

The sect leader, having obtained the correct answer, took a deep breath and was even a little smug: "Indeed, Song Heming may not be good at much else, but he is quite fast at running."

The sword cultivators of the Wind and Thunder Sect were actually quite evenly matched in strength. Back then, the sect leader of the Wind and Thunder Sect held a marathon race, and Song Hemian came in first and became the chief.

It has to be said that Yun hope's criteria for selecting people perfectly matched the Feng Lei Sect Master's preferences.

The group waited a few more seconds, and when they felt that Song Hemian had run away enough, Ye Jin and Qi Jue drew their swords at the same time and suddenly attacked from not far away.

"Oh no!"

The demonic cultivator noticed their appearance and realized the situation was dire: "A diversionary tactic!"

Several smoke grenades were accurately hit at their feet.

Yunxi's consciousness loosened, and a bird the size of a small mountain flew out from behind her. She jumped onto its back and flew over, simultaneously extending several snake-blood vines from both hands to bind the hostages, including Yao Yu, together in clusters.

The torrents began to fly upwards, with twenty or thirty people suspended below by snake-blood vines. For a moment, it was difficult to tell who the demonic cultivators were.

She patted her head and said without hesitation, "Let's go!"

The fiery red bird let out a shriek, circled in the air, and left the battlefield without hesitation, heading in the opposite direction from Song Heming.

"They're trying to run away, stop them!"

The demonic cultivators below tried to give chase, but were stopped by two sword cultivators, Ye Jin and Qi Jue. The sounds of flashing blades and the clash of swords exploded in the smoke.

Xie Mo and Yao He stood on the left and right sides, quickly setting up their formation.

Since it was a clandestine operation and she didn't want to cause too much of a commotion, Su Yuanshuang didn't use her pipa. Instead, she continuously shook the bewitching bell in her hand, performing the most crucial wave of crowd control in the team battle.

"Be careful, Senior Sister!" Yunxi warned from the sky.

She turned around, and a sword-wielding demonic cultivator appeared behind her. The sword, gleaming with a cold light, fell towards her. She reacted extremely quickly, raising her hand to block and summoning usable weapons from her storage pouch.

As everyone knows, Su Yuanshuang has a big hammer.

However, during the Lesser Rift, Yunxi temporarily lent her hammer to Mario and the others to use for some fighting.

In the urgency of the situation, Su Yuanshuang had even forgotten about the matter. She patted her storage bag, but didn't find the sledgehammer. In a bit of panic, she randomly pulled out a large object.

Looking around, I saw my favorite jade-stringed pipa.

She was stunned.

Yunxi was still cheering her on from the stage: "Senior sister, smash his head with your pipa!"

Before Su Yuanshuang could react, her mind hadn't even processed what was happening when her body had already moved. Reflexively, she used the jade-stringed pipa as a sledgehammer, swinging it towards the demonic cultivator's face.

The demonic cultivator who was hit transformed into a shooting star and flew into the sky: "I will definitely come back."

"..."

"!!!"

The masked female cultivator stood still, bowing her head and touching the pipa.

Su Yuanshuang is a rare audio engineer who has always respected her instruments and maintained them very well. This is the first time she has ever hit someone with a pipa.

but……

The jade-stringed pipa is made of a special material; in some ways, it is even harder than a sledgehammer. If it were to hit someone, there would be no marks of impact at all. Instead, the jade would remain smooth and shiny in her hands.

Yunxi pulled out two small red flags: "Senior sister is awesome! Senior sister is the coolest! Let's cheer for senior sister!"

Su Yuanshuang didn't understand what "giving a shout-out" meant; her eyes just lit up slightly, and she felt a kind of inhuman pleasure.

The female cultivator approached the battlefield carrying her pipa, swinging it at anyone she saw. Her strength was extraordinary, and since the demonic cultivators were unprepared, Su Yuanshuang practically wiped them out one by one.

Demonic cultivators kept flying into the sky.

Suddenly, a voice cried out, "Senior Sister, spare me..."

She stopped what she was doing, only to find Qi Jue standing in front of her. She'd almost been swung into the air too, and pouted in grievance. He then drew his large Du'e Sword and pulled her up, saying, "Let's go, let's go~"

The enemy could return at any time, so we absolutely cannot afford to linger in battle now.

Ye Jin naturally understood this principle as well. With a talisman cultivator in each hand, he hesitated for a moment, then casually stuffed the mountain-sized Xuan Sword on the ground into his mustard seed bag and chased after the large red bird that had shrunk in his sight.

When Mo Qingcheng returned, there were corpses all over the place again.

This group was a bit arrogant; they even left her a little surprise when they left.

The demonic cultivator under his command went over to inspect, stepping on a hidden array. Several runes flew in from all directions, and the spiritual winds lashed at the demonic cultivators like knives.

In just a few seconds, another person died.

Watching her subordinates die before her eyes, Mo Qingcheng's expression changed completely, and she muttered under her breath, "A bunch of treacherous villains."