The rumbling sound was endless.
Pieces of magic plants fell down, the soil was flying, and thousands of sword lights were torn apart by the howling fist wind.
Some of the magic plants hiding in the dark and preparing to sneak attack were affected by the battle as soon as they probed, and the broken leaves and branches were scattered everywhere, so they could only dormant again.
Ning Yuzhou and Shi Wuming stood by to watch the battle.
Zhang Tianyang's progress is indeed great, and his sword intent is even worse.
He practiced in the Xingyan area for three years, not only painstakingly practicing swords, but also tempering his body. His cultivation in the middle stage of the Yuanhuang Realm became more and more solid. Given time, he will be able to smoothly advance to the late Yuanhuang Realm. The sword intent of the Shuangyang Sword became more and more awe-inspiring. If it was a cultivator of the same level, it is estimated that it would be defeated in less than three moves.
However, Wen Qiao is not something he can easily defeat. She has cultivated "Celestial Boxing" to the eighth level, which is also the last level. The first form of the eighth layer of "Celestial Body Fist" - Pokongquan, is known as breaking all things and all laws. This move alone is enough to restrain many moves.
Wen Qiao has practiced Pokongquan to the extreme, and as long as she doesn't meet a practitioner who is too perverted, she can even handle Yuandi Realm.
Two hours later, Zhang Tianyang lost again.
The Shuangyang sword was leaning on the ground, and Zhang Tianyang's arm was hanging down weakly, and was crippled by Wen Qiao's punch in the previous battle.
But he didn't care, his eyes were fixed on Wen Qiao with a pair of fighting spirit, and he still wanted to fight again.
"What are you hitting? Let's talk about it after healing your arm first." Shi Wuming was speechless. He didn't understand why these sword repairs like to fight and kill. They seemed to be lunatics who wanted to fight.
Wouldn't it be better to go to the treasures of heaven and earth than to fight and kill them
Wen Qiao flicked a panacea over.
Zhang Tianyang didn't even look at it, he just threw it into his mouth.
But after a while, his crippled arm will soon be able to recover freely. This is also because of the contribution of the king-level pill refined by Ning Yuzhou, and the effect is naturally better than that of the heaven-level panacea.
Zhang Tianyang put the Shuangyang sword on his back again, and followed them, "Where are you going?"
"Walk around casually and see what treasures there are on the island." Wen Qiao said, and suddenly turned her head to glance in a certain direction.
Wen Tutu's figure shot away quickly, and after a while, several demons were pulled out, and they fought with a Yuanhuang Realm demon.
Discovering that it was Yuanhuang Realm, Zhang Tianyang drew his sword excitedly and killed it.
The Yuanhuang Realm Demon Clan's eyes were about to burst, he was flanked by two Yuanhuang Realm cultivators, and there was no escape. He couldn't help but regret why he hid here and watched them fight. Originally thought that these people were cultivating internal strife, but who knew it was just a discussion, I really wanted to call them crazy, where the discussion was not good, and I went to the magic wind island to discuss it, isn't this misleading the demons
Unexpectedly, when Zhang Tianyang came to kill him, Wen Qiao suddenly withdrew, and Zhang Tianyang dealt with the Yuanhuang Realm demons alone.
The Yuanhuang Realm demon clan was stunned for a moment, although they didn't understand why the other party withdrew, but they knew it was a good opportunity, so they turned around and ran away, they didn't want to face several Yuanhuang Realm all at once.
"Where to escape!" Zhang Tianyang chased excitedly, finally met a Yuanhuang Realm demon, how could he escape.
Wen Qiao and the others ignored Zhang Tianyang and tied up those Yuanzong Realm demons.
About half an hour later, Zhang Tianyang came back alone.
"What about the demons?" Wen Qiao asked.
Zhang Tianyang said: "After I defeated him, I ignored him." Then he complained that the demon clan had no Yuanhuang realm cultivation, but he was an unbeaten one, which wasted his joy.
Wen Qiao was expressionless: "You should catch him and send him to the center of the island to dig out the blood crystals of the Red Moon."
Apparently this request was beyond the limit, Zhang Tianyang looked at her in a daze.
Wen Qiao threw the bundled demons to him, and said, "Send them to the center of the island, where the two hall masters are, and you will understand when you go there."
Zhang Tianyang obediently obeyed, obviously he had done nothing wrong, he was inexplicably guilty, as if letting go of the demon clan was a heinous thing. Although the sword cultivator has a strong killing intent, he is not a bloodthirsty person who is easy to kill. He disdains those who are defeated by his subordinates, so he has no idea that the situation on Mofeng Island has changed. All demons are free laborers. To one is one.
Next, Wen Qiao and the others wandered around the Magic Wind Island for more than half a month.
Although the magic wind island is big, more than half a month is enough to dig three feet into the ground and find many good things.
On the other side, the Red Moon Blood Crystal Mine was almost dug.
Although the Chiyue blood crystal looks ominous, it is an extremely precious material for refining weapons. When it is integrated into a spiritual weapon, it can resist the erosion of evil energy and Yin energy. reason. For the demons, they can also use the blood crystals of the red moon to temper their bodies and strengthen the physique of the demons, which is also very important.
So when the demons got the news, they lurked in the magic wind island early, and wanted to compete with the holy martial arts hall, but unfortunately they failed.
After digging out the blood crystals of Chiyue, a group of demons looked ashamed, looking like those coolie farmers in the secular world.
The demons stood there silently, staring nervously at the people from the Holy Martial Hall.
According to the previous rules, all the demons who became prisoners were killed directly. In the same way, if human beings become prisoners of the demon clan, they will be killed directly.
The two hall masters of the Holy Martial Hall were also thinking about whether they should directly slap these demons to death.
The downplaying attitude of the two palace masters made this group of demons terrified, and they thought desperately that they would really have to confess here today, and no one could save them.
At this moment, Wen Qiao and Ning Yuzhou came back.
"Hallmaster, have you finished digging?"
After getting an affirmative answer, Wen Qiao took out several pill bottles and distributed them to those Yuanhuang Realm demons who had taken the poison pill, "This is the detoxification pill, each of you takes one."
The demons in the Yuanhuang Realm smiled wryly. Although this female cultivator kept her promise and detoxified them, after the detoxification, did she still die
They squeezed the detoxification pill and did not speak.
Wen Qiao looked at the two hall masters, and said curiously: "The two hall masters, but there are other tasks?"
The two palace masters looked at her and were taken aback by her question.
After pondering for a moment, the master of the seventh hall said: "Forget it, let's go."
Although the other Hall Master felt it was inappropriate, he did not question the Hall Master of the Seventh Hall in public.
About half a month ago, they enslaved this group of demons to dig the blood crystals of the red moon, and after treating them as free labor, they suddenly found that the demons did not seem to be so hideous, and it was quite labor-saving to use them well.
So let them kill a group of used demons, suddenly feel a little helpless. In particular, the two palace masters are both in the realm of Emperor Yuan, so it is easy to kill these demons, but it is impossible to do such an easy thing.
Forget it.
The disciples of the Holy Martial Palace ignored the group of demons and left the magic wind island directly.
Until they couldn't feel the breath of the disciples of the Holy Martial Palace, the group of demons who were left behind still looked at each other in blank dismay, and it took a long time to realize that they were not killed
The demons suddenly became excited.
"Quick, let's leave quickly." To save the group of Saint Martial Palace disciples from reacting, they ran back to kill them.
Immediately, the group of demons left the magic wind island and flew towards the land of the magic abyss.
It wasn't until they returned to the edge of the Demon Abyss that it was finally confirmed that they were not killed by the Temple of the Holy Martial Arts. Only then did the demons think about why the Temple of the Holy Martial Arts didn't kill them cruelly this time.
"There must be some kind of conspiracy!" A demon clan swore.
"Could it be that the group of people wanted to attack Moyuan?"
"Do they dare? Don't forget that our Mo Yuan is governed by Patriarch Fan Yin."
"That's true."
Since it is not to attack Moyuan, what is the reason
A gloomy demon whispered: "Could it be that human race named Wen Qiao? Because she promised to give us the detoxification pill, that's why the two hall masters of the Holy Martial Hall didn't pursue it?"
The demons looked at each other again, unwilling to believe this, but felt that this guess was very possible.
"Lord Ling Jue, that person named Wen Qiao seems to have a high status in the Holy Martial Hall. Should we send someone to find out about her so that we can take revenge in the future?"
Ling Jue nodded gloomily. Even though they narrowly escaped death and had something to do with the son of Shengwu named Wen Qiao, the fact that Shengwu Palace enslaved them and treated them as excavators cannot be denied.
This revenge is still to be avenged.
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After returning to Shengwu Island, Wen Qiao and Wen Tutu first went to receive the reward from Shengwu Hall.
Shengwu Hall was very generous, not only gave them a sum of Chiyue Blood Crystal, but also gave them a lot of rare refining materials, both of them were very happy.
After they brought the things back, they immediately handed them over to Ning Yuzhou.
After reading it, Ning Yuzhou murmured: "This batch of red moon blood crystals can just refine a few weapons. Let me modify your weapons and add red moon blood crystals..."
Wen Tutu immediately took out his big hammer, and said happily: "Brother Ning, I decided to transform it into a magic weapon of life, and I will only use it in the future. Brother Ning, please help me sacrifice it again."
Ning Yuzhou said: "Okay, it just so happens that some of the several refining materials given by the Holy Martial Palace are suitable, and they can be melted into it."
Wen Qiao also took out the blazing sun bow, which has been with her for a long time, and it is extremely useful at critical times. Because she practiced "Celestial Fist", she didn't rely on magic weapons very much, so she didn't think about making a natal magic weapon, but if the Sun Bow could be upgraded, it would be good to use it as a natal magic weapon.
"Then I will re-sacrifice it." Ning Yuzhou said with a smile, "It is also good to have a natal magic weapon with the same mind."
"Where's Wen Gungun? Do you need Brother Ning to refine the natal magic weapon?" Wen Qiao turned to ask the boy gnawing on the spiritual fruit.
Wen Gungun's face was bulging, he quickly shook his head, and said childishly: "No, I have Wuyantu, it is the magic weapon of life."
Shi Wuming came over and rubbed his hands: "Brother Ning, help me forge a sword. It must not be lower than a king-level sword. It would be better if it is a holy level."
"You're not good at fighting, what do you need such a powerful spiritual weapon for?" Wen Tutu asked in bewilderment.
Shi Wuming said straightforwardly: "I'm not good at fighting, but I can protect myself."
"You have enough bones to protect yourself, what kind of weapon do you want?" Wen Tutu said bluntly.
Shi Wuming was choked and speechless.
But in the end, Ning Yuzhou still decided to refine together. Anyway, one refinement is still refining, and a few more refinements will be handed over to Shengwu Hall to exchange for some materials.
After making the decision, Ning Yuzhou began to retreat to refine the weapon.
Wen Qiao and Wen Tutu had nothing to do, so they decided to go to the Fengyun Ring.
After playing a few rounds, Wen Qiao found that no one wanted to fight with him. Even the person in charge of Fengyun Arena couldn't wait for a large sum of spirit stones to invite her, the Buddha, away, so he had to leave unhappy.
With nothing to do, Wen Qiao decided to do the task.
Half a year later, Ning Yuzhou handed over the refined spiritual weapons to them.
Wen Tutu and Wen Qiao were very happy to check their natal magic weapon, and Shi Wuming also carried a sword with a faint red glow, and he was also very happy.
This time, Ning Yuzhou forged four king-level spirit swords, which were extremely sharp, and the occasional red glow showed that they were spirit swords that had been fused with the blood crystal of the red moon, which invisibly enhanced their style.
He called Guanshi Hong and flashed him two king-level spirit swords.
Guanshi Hong's eyesight was good, and he saw the red light on the two king-level spirit swords in an instant, and said happily: "It turned out to be a spirit sword fused with the blood crystal of the red moon. This spirit sword will definitely be smashed by everyone. Ning Young master, do you still have such a sword?"
"There are only two." Ning Yuzhou said without changing his expression.
Steward Hong didn't question his words, carefully put away the two king-level spirit swords, and took them back to the Hall of Holy Martial Arts.
On the same day, two king-level spirit swords were airborne on the exchange list of the Holy Martial Palace.
Different from the transactions in the Holy Martial Hall, the exchange list of the Holy Martial Hall is only open to the disciples of the inner hall of the Holy Martial Hall, and the contribution value is used to exchange things on the list, which is also an encouragement to the disciples of the inner hall.
Seeing two king-level spirit swords appear on the exchange list, a group of people almost went crazy.
After steward Hong handed over the sword to the professionals in the Holy Martial Palace for evaluation, he brought the reward over to Ning Yuzhou for inspection. If he was not satisfied, he could go back and exchange it for others.
Ning Yuzhou checked the rewards that Steward Hong brought back, took out some that he didn't need, added some, and asked Steward Hong to go back and exchange them.
After getting a new batch of materials, Ning Yuzhou continued to work in the refining room.
This busy, another twenty years.
Wen Qiao had nothing to do, so she decided to retreat again.
When Wen Qiao left the customs, he was told that there was a mandatory task.
Still going to grab the site.
But this time the number of people grabbing the territory is very large, all three races participated, and all the forces of the seventy-two spirit islands of the human race joined.
Hong Guanshi said: "This time the fairy tomb is opened, all the practitioners of the Yuanzong Realm and Yuanhuang Realm of the three clans can enter. After entering the fairy tomb, life and death are the responsibility of each."
"Why is it called the Immortal Tomb?" Wen Qiao asked curiously.
Steward Hong thought for a while and said, "Probably this fairy tomb is a battlefield left over from the Great War of the Three Realms. It is said that many powerful people from the fairyland fell there. Later, due to the power of the fairy, the battlefield was filled with a powerful With the power of the immortal, it forms an independent secret space, which is called the tomb of the immortal."
Every few hundred years, a force will escape from the fairy tomb, tearing open an entrance, allowing practitioners to enter the fairy tomb to explore and hunt for treasure.
Recently, all the powerhouses in the Yuansheng Realm of the three races in Fengmotianyu could feel the movement of the fairy tomb, knowing that it was about to open, so they asked the cultivators of all races to get ready.
There is a kind of power suppressed in the fairy tomb, and only practitioners under the realm of Emperor Yuan can enter.
However, because the Immortal Tomb is too dangerous, the Hall of Holy Martial Arts arranged for the disciples of the Yuanzong Realm and Yuanhuang Realm to enter. The disciples of the Yuanling Realm and others are too weak, so it is better not to go in as a gift.
The fairy tomb is opened for half a year, and its entrance to the secret realm will disappear after half a year. Those who enter the secret realm must leave before the secret realm closes, otherwise they will be left in the fairyland, and then they will be crushed to death by the power of the fairyland. Dazed.
After Hong Guanshi explained the situation of the fairy tomb for them, he asked cautiously: "Miss Wen, are you going to go?"
"Of course I'm going." Wen Qiao said without hesitation, "Wealth and wealth are in danger, such a rare opportunity, why not go?"
"Young Master Naning..."
"Of course my husband will go too."
Steward Hong knew that this was the case, and it seemed that Shengwu Palace had to worry about it again.
After Hong Guanshi left, Ning Zhezhou came to the door again.
Shi Wuming immediately asked: "Your Palace Master asked you to come here again to be a lobbyist?"
Ning Zhezhou said with a little embarrassment: "No, I was worried, so I came to ask you, are you going to the fairy tomb?"
"Of course." Wen Qiao sized him up, "Are you going too?" Ning Zhezhou is now a cultivator in the middle stage of the Yuanzong Realm, but his cultivation level is still weak in her opinion.
Ning Zhezhou nodded, and said firmly: "The Immortal Tomb is a rare opportunity, Senior Brother Yin and I made an appointment to go in together."
Low-level cultivators have the skills of low-level cultivators. Few people can hold back when facing the tomb of a fairy. Maybe they will be lucky enough to get the inheritance of a certain fairy? If he can ascend smoothly in the future, it will be the basis for gaining a foothold in the upper realm.