Ye Lingyue had only glimpsed this flying machine before, and didn't know how powerful it was.
This little golden sword is only the size of a golden hairpin, with long and short fingers, and the hilt is marked with the words "Golden Profound Sword".
Despite the small size of this little golden sword, it is a mysterious weapon with extraordinary power.
Nangong Qinglin is the daughter of General Jinjian, and her father's Golden Sword Art is well-known in the Great Xia army.
This golden sword was used by General Jinjian to save his daughter's life, and part of the power of the Great Yuan Dan of General Jinjian was integrated into it. If it burst out, it would be enough to kill warriors below the alchemy realm immediately.
Nangong Qinglin didn't think that this new female alchemist who had just come to Xiadu from the countryside with only three tripod cultivation bases had any chance of surviving under the Jinxuan sword.
Seeing that Nangong Qinglin had to use the Jin Xuan sword handed down in his family in order to kill the new female alchemist, all the female alchemists who insulted people earlier changed their faces.
"Qinglin, let's forget it, it will kill people." Seeing this, a female alchemist was afraid that things would get out of hand, so she tried to persuade her.
They played back and forth earlier, but they just hurt and disabled people, and they can understand it privately after spending some money. If they kill people, if the Fangshi Association finds out, even their families will be killed by then. To be implicated.
"What are you afraid of? You're just a country bumpkin with a lowly life. How much is it worth? The Golden Sword General's Mansion can afford it." Nangong Qinglin snorted coldly, and the Golden Profound Sword in his hand made a beeping sound, piercing through the air. Pulled out, a golden sword mark was drawn.
Ye Lingyue only heard a whistling sound from behind, and a layer of chill climbed up her spine, feeling a sense of crisis spontaneously.
Looking back, a golden sword flashing with golden light roared towards him.
Ye Lingyue's eyes sharpened. This Nangong Qinglin was actually going to kill her. Since that was the case, why did she have to give in again and again? Ye Lingyue flicked her sleeves and was about to throw out the Siamese ghost smoke in the sleeve.
Just when Ye Lingyue was about to use Ghost Smoke, a voice came from behind her ears.
Ye Lingyue looked back, and her eyelids twitched suddenly.
Just a few inches ahead, a triangular head poked out.
The triangular head is shaped like a python, but when you look closely, it is a horned dragon. The horned dragon is nearly five meters long.
Its whole body is covered with hard brown scales, each of these scales is half-moon-shaped, growing densely together, it is difficult to penetrate even a sword, and on the top of the horned dragon's head, there are barbs protruding like root cones.
At this moment, Ye Lingyue has already climbed between the 13th and 14th floors of the Alchemist Tower. The horned dragon obviously climbed out of one of the two floors. The alchemist tower on the first floor is firmly coiled.
In its pupils, there is a human-like intelligence flashing. The piercing green pupils are staring at the golden sword that pierced through the air and the gecko-shaped Ye Lingyue.
"Where are the flies that dare to make noise on the old man's site?" The horned dragon uttered words, which made Ye Lingyue's ears buzz.
A horned dragon that can speak human words, isn't it a divine beast
Ye Lingyue shuddered and remained motionless.
Obviously, the Jiaojiao was disturbed by the fight between Ye Lingyue and Nangong Qinglin and others.
The horned dragon's long tail swept across, and Ye Lingyue's body was rolled up, and then saw it swallow the golden sword in one gulp, and quickly swam to a window on the fourteenth floor.
Seeing the horned dragon appearing like a whirlwind and then disappearing all of a sudden, Nangong Qinglin and a group of female alchemists under the alchemist tower were all terrified.
"It's the fourteenth floor... It's over, I almost forgot, that's the territory of Master Longyu." Nangong Qinglin's Jinxuan sword was swallowed, and his flesh hurt very much.
It has long been heard that Master Longyu has a Jiaojiao under his command, whose strength is comparable to that of a peak sixth or seventh order spirit beast.
Master Longyu is one of the few highest-level alchemists in the alchemist tower in Xiadu. He is a alchemist named Jiuding, but he has a weird temper and is moody. The president of the alchemy tower came forward, and the dragon language master would not give face.
"Qinglin, I think it's better to forget it. The female alchemist from the countryside was captured by Master Longyu. Even if she didn't die, her fate would not be much better. I heard that Master Longyu is concocting alchemy behind closed doors recently. , bothering his alchemists, there is no good fruit to eat." Several female alchemists comforted Nangong Qinglin.
"Hmph, next time I meet you, it will be when you die." Nangong Qinglin spat viciously. She had never suffered such a disadvantage after staying in Fangshi Tower for so long.
For a lowly newcomer, she lost both the Winged Wolf and the Golden Profound Sword. Nangong Qinglin couldn't swallow the anger.
Only then did Nangong Qinglin and a few female alchemists go up to the alchemist tower to complete their training today.
Ye Lingyue was entangled by the horned dragon of unknown origin, her whole body seemed to be bound by iron chains, and she couldn't get rid of it no matter how hard she struggled.
Seeing that she was dragged into the fourteenth floor Alchemist Tower by the Triangle Jiao, Ye Lingyue felt her eyes dimmed.
The light in the alchemist tower on the fourteenth floor was very dark, and it took her eyes a while to gradually adapt to the light.
This floor is very dark, and there is only one hole in the whole floor, which is the place where Ye Lingyue was swept in by the Jiaojiao just now.
Inside, a dim oil lamp was lit, and the oil in the lamp was almost dry.
There is dust all around, and it is obvious that no one has cleaned it for a long time, and Ye Lingyue can't even feel the breath of people.
After the horned dragon brought Ye Lingyue back to this floor, they huddled together lazily and shrank in a corner.
After Ye Lingyue's eyes adjusted to the surrounding light, she noticed that there was a tripod in the middle of the floor, and inside the tripod was exuding a burst of alchemy.
While Ye Lingyue was looking around, she heard a voice that sounded like a tomb.
"Little Jiao, I told you to eat everything that got in the way, why did you bring him back?"
There is someone in the room
Ye Lingyue was surprised.
But before she could see the source of the sound clearly, Jiaojiao, who had languidly huddled into a ball earlier, suddenly opened its mouth wide, and rushed towards Ye Lingyue, as if it was about to swallow Ye Lingyue.
At the very moment, the Siamese ghost smoke from Ye Lingyue's sleeves gushed out, and the yellow smoke immediately blocked Jiaojiao's eyes.
Jiaojiao let out a roar, shook its head and tail, trying to avoid the cloud of yellow smoke.
When he saw the cloud of yellow smoke, he let out a soft cry from an unknown corner.
Taking advantage of the Jiaojiao's confusion, Ye Lingyue grabbed the dragon's saliva needle and stabbed the Jiaojiao's numb hole.