186 Broken Immortal Weapon
"Bold, who are you? Zhao Jiuge colluded with the Demon Sect. Are you one of the other parties?" Master Fu Qing couldn't help but shouted when he saw the unexpected change.
Standing next to him was Mr. Bai, holding a golden bell and presiding over the overall situation. He did not take action rashly. The first person who couldn't help it was the middle-aged man in black robe from the Jujian Sect. Seeing that Master Yang was under attack, he naturally took action to save him. Others Several people from the Mahayana realm took action one after another to deal with the sky full of flames from Mr. Tian.
"ah…"
The screams of Clan Master Yang came. The flying snow in the sky seemed beautiful, but when it fell on the body, a stinging sensation spread throughout the whole body, and the space was imprisoned. Clan Master Yang could not break free for a while. He could only frantically resist the flying snow under the stars.
But at least the leader of the Yang Clan was a swordsman with a strong body and many magic weapons. He was able to resist for a while, but the pain was unbearable.
The middle-aged man in black robe, holding a huge rusty iron sword, could not help but use the Eighteen Waves. Although his cultivation level was much different from that of the woman in silver palace attire, this sword was extremely powerful, and the woman in silver palace attire He didn't want to kill anyone, he just wanted to protect Zhao Jiuge, so the snowy place was soon shattered by this man in black robe.
Sensing the dangerous aura of the woman in silver palace clothes, the middle-aged man in black robe immediately mentioned Yang Clan Leader who was seriously injured and left the place immediately, not daring to touch this woman's bad luck. More importantly, Yang Clan Leader's injury was so serious Get prompt treatment.
"Wow..."
And the sky-wide flames released by Mr. Tian instantly collapsed under the attack of several Mahayana realms led by Mr. Shi, and the brilliant offensive went away as quickly as it came.
When everything calmed down, the crowd officially took a look at these two people. Once they fought, everyone suddenly had some understanding of the strength of the two people, and they felt very fearful. For a moment, no one dared to act rashly, let alone the middle-aged man in black robe. The man left here. There was one less Mahayana realm on their side, so they had the advantage in numbers. However, looking at the threat brought by the woman in silver palace clothes, her gestures did not necessarily mean that they could have the advantage.
"You have no right to know who I am. Zhao Jiuge colluded with the Demon Sect without me. It's not your decision. I have to decide the person. If Xuantian Sword Sect doesn't want such a good disciple, of course he has to give it to me." Silver Palace Dress A woman is graceful and luxurious, with nobility in every glance and smile. This kind of temperament cannot be developed overnight, but only comes from being in a high position for a long time. Master Fu Qing still has this discernment.
As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar around them. I didn't expect such a thing to happen. Moreover, the identities of these two strangers in the Mahayana realm were mysterious. I don't know when did the Mahayana realm become so cheap
Jian Wuxin looked at the two people in front of him with a strange expression. Even he couldn't tell their identities. He couldn't help but think that Zhao Jiuge was really secretly colluding with the Demon Sect. These two people were from the Demon Sect, but judging from their appearance It's not like that, besides, a person in the late stage of Mahayana realm can't be invited casually! But no matter what, Jian Wuxin still breathed a sigh of relief. At least his disciple seemed to be saved.
Seeing the woman in silver palace attire, she was so arrogant as soon as she spoke, and she wanted to take Zhao Jiuge away, which made Fu Qingzhen's lungs about to explode. Xuantian Sword Sect can't deal with it today, so why can't it deal with Zhao Jiuge today
If Zhao Jiuge is really to be taken away, then Wan Daozong will lose face again. Today's battle is like shooting oneself in the foot. Originally, he was still a little wary of these two people, but now Master Fu Qing is overwhelmed by anger. This scruple has also been diluted a lot.
"Zhao Jiuge, as a member of the Demon Sect, must die today. Anyone who stops him will be killed without mercy, no matter who it is." Master Fu Qing said with murderous intent, obviously he has already risked his life. After all, there are five or six Mahayana realms on their side. With so many elders, are the five major sects still afraid of the two of them
"Little bastard, you are dead today. No one can save you." Immediately, Master Fu Qing looked at Zhao Jiuge and said with a sinister smile. If he can't deal with even one disciple, what other ambitions does Wandao Sect have to talk about.
Following the resolute attitude of Master Fu Qing, the elders of the Ten Thousand Dao Sect in the Valley of Beasts immediately started to move. Baimao still took charge of the overall situation, and those who rushed to the front were Master Yuqing and Old Monster Shi.
"Xiaoqing, take the people away first, and we will come later." The woman in silver palace clothes said coldly. Perhaps it was because she had not made a move for too long, and there was no longer a legend about him in the world, but there were still people who dared to attack her.
The next moment, Zhao Jiuge, who felt increasingly weak, felt a fragrant breeze around his body, and then a softness hugged him. The scenery in front of him suddenly changed continuously. It took a long time for Zhao Jiuge to see clearly what was next to him. This woman in a green gauze skirt had led him away from the entrance of Xuantian Sword Gate, and had appeared in the void dozens of miles away. Because the speed was too fast and the movements were too violent, Zhao Jiuge, who was already weak, even He almost fainted, like a person who was extremely sleep-deprived.
Fortunately, Zhao Jiuge knew that his life was saved. Since people here saved him, they would not harm him. What's more, if the Mahayana realm wants to harm him, why do they need so many setbacks? Thinking of this, Zhao Jiuge felt at ease and allowed the feeling of weakness to surround him.
"Humph, you are so weak. No wonder others bullied you to reach the realm of gods. No wonder I recovered so slowly." Just when Zhao Jiuge's consciousness began to become a little blurry, he suddenly felt a cold female voice coming into his mind. Zhao Jiuge was frightened, and then he felt a somewhat unstable figure in his mind, looking at his soul with some arrogance.
Resisting the feeling of weakness, Zhao Jiuge took a closer look. A woman with a hot figure and most of her white and tender skin was exposed. The key parts were only covered by a red tulle. She was staring at him. The woman was tall and had an outstanding appearance, but she was a little arrogant and seemed a little bit arrogant. Zhao Jiuge.
Zhao Jiuge looked at the white and tender bare feet, the exposed slender thighs, and the hot figure. He felt a little incredible. Then Yuanshen kept rubbing his eyes. He couldn't believe this fact. He didn't know how this woman could appear in his body. Next to Yuanshen.
"You're not strong, but you're quite lustful. You've never seen a woman before." The woman raised her chin slightly and spoke to Zhao Jiuge arrogantly.
To be honest, Zhao Jiuge has never tasted the joy of fish and water, but looking at this sudden woman, he was a little stunned. After a while, he stammered, "Who are you!"
"Who do you think I am? I am the weapon spirit on the Pixiu jade around your waist." The woman looked at Zhao Jiuge helplessly.
Weapon spirit? Zhao Jiuge was a little surprised. Generally, only those who reach the level of immortal weapons will have weapon spirits. They are all born and raised by nature. However, the immortal weapons refined the day after tomorrow may not have weapon spirits. The Pixiu jade pendant on his waist is a magic weapon. It was enough to surprise Zhao Jiuge, but he didn't expect it to be an immortal weapon called Pixiu Immortal Jade!
"Since you are an immortal weapon, why did you show off your power today, and how come there was no movement at all before." After thinking about this question, Zhao Jiuge asked the doubts in his heart.
"You think I think you are too weak." The woman in front of him replied angrily, and then Zhao Jiuge finally understood what was going on.
It turned out that this Pixiu Immortal Jade was a damaged immortal artifact. Not only was it severely damaged in a previous battle, but it was also left behind twice as much, and finally fell into the hands of Zhao Jiuge.
Generally speaking, fairy weapons with weapon spirits can automatically repair themselves and absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth. However, this Pixiu Immortal Jade was too damaged and the spirit of the weapon was somewhat damaged. How could it be possible to absorb spiritual energy and repair itself automatically, all the time? There is no external force to instill it, so it has always been like an ornament.
It wasn't until Zhao Jiuge put on this jade pendant that he finally had the spiritual power to repair it. However, at that time, Zhao Jiuge's cultivation was too weak and he didn't have much spiritual power, so he could only absorb the energy from Zhao Jiuge's body little by little while he was practicing. Spiritual power, this is why Zhao Jiuge always felt that his spiritual power was low when he was practicing. It was all absorbed by the weapon spirit in front of him.
It was not until recently that this woman fully recovered. However, the entire magic weapon was not completely repaired. However, with the weapon spirit and enough spiritual power, the Pixiu Immortal Jade will slowly recover.
"That blow just now was the spiritual power I had saved for a long time. I wasn't trying to save you, so I wouldn't have exhausted it all." The proud woman said with some indignation.
"Tch, I'm going to die. Let's see how you recover in the future. Besides, you saved me. From now on, you can absorb the spiritual power as you like so that you can recover quickly. However, no matter what, thank you for saving me." Figure it out. Because of the incident, Zhao Jiuge smiled and looked extremely happy. Naturally, it was rare for others to understand his mood after the disaster.
"You are so weak. If you want to recover, I don't know what we have to wait for." The woman originally wanted to continue to mock Zhao Jiuge, but she saw Zhao Jiuge's sincere attitude and rare soft words.
However, when she found that Zhao Jiuge was staring at her exposed and slender thighs, the woman suddenly glared, "What are you looking at! If you have the mind to practice hard, let me recover as soon as possible."
After saying that, the woman's figure disappeared in an instant, leaving Zhao Jiuge who was smiling bitterly. But then Zhao Jiuge laughed for a long time. Not only did he survive the disaster this time, he also had an additional fairy weapon with a spirit, and his strength was even higher. How can we not be happy after being diligent, but we just don’t know the identity and purpose of the people who saved us. With speculation and speculation, that strong feeling of weakness came again, but this time we can no longer bear it. , immediately fell into a coma.
When Zhao Jiuge was instantly drained of spiritual power from his body and fell into a coma due to the feeling of weakness, the chaos at the entrance of Xuantian Sword Gate continued, while Zhao Jiuge himself was taken away by Xiaoqing and kept on his way. Don't know where to go.
At the entrance of Xuantian Sword Gate, the excitement is still there.
With the appearance of the woman in silver palace attire, Mr. Hotan, everyone in the Xuantian Sword Sect has now become a mere presence watching a show. It has nothing to do with them, but the face they lost before can never be regained.
After Zhao Jiuge went through this incident, he completely became a man of the hour. Regardless of the truth of the matter, he was judged to be a member of the devil's path.