I saved the whole sect by playing badly

"I don't have any objections to the rest, but Ye Qiao, where are you looking for?" Song Hansheng glanced at the terrain of the scene, and the corners of her lips twitched. She really knows how to find a place, and she found such a rugged place.

"Isn't this place good?"

Ye Qiao clapped her hands, "Don't you think it's suitable for us to have a melee?"

There are various hiding places emerging one after another. It is a good place for Fu Xiu to hide his body. What she said is true. Song Hansheng observed it carefully and changed his words: "That's true."

Perhaps this location is a bit too rugged for sword cultivators, but it is just right for the talisman cultivators. They can hide in the back and lose the talismans in an inconspicuous manner.

"Disperse the battle." Song Hansheng sensed that the formation was broken, and he quickly ordered: "They are coming soon."

Immediately, the talisman cultivators found a place to hide. Ye Qiao also minimized his aura and his own presence. However, the concealment technique is only effective when it is not noticed at the beginning. It is easy to be ignored, but when she held it in her hand When she was holding the three spiritual fruits, all eyes were on her immediately.

It's hard not to be noticed.

Ye Qiao: "Did you see it? This is the protagonist, who is the focus at all times."

Mingxuan heard that she was still in the mood to talk nonsense, so he grabbed her and ran away, "Fuck, all I know is that if you don't hide, you won't be the protagonist but a corpse!!!"

His speed was so fast that Ye Qiao discovered that the second senior brother Ta Qingfeng had probably reached the last level of training.

It literally comes and goes like the wind.

The formation was broken, and all the monks in the secret realm broke in one after another. The talisman cultivators and weapon cultivators all found places to hide. Ye Qiao, a target, did not need to be hidden. Mingxuan pulled her and ran ahead.

They were a little stunned, "How come these two people can run faster than rabbits?"

"Both of their clothes are the same color!! It's obvious that they are a pair of bad men and women. Hurry up and catch them and get the Bodhi Fruit back."

Mingxuan: "..." Damn it.

He couldn't help but turned around and cursed, "We are a unified sect, you know nothing."

"Return to the Zongfu, you little brats, stop right here!"

There were yells and curses behind him along with the attacks. Mingxuan pulled Ye Qiao without looking back. The talismans on the young man's fingertips kept flying, resisting one wave after another.

"There's no way we can keep running like this." Mingxuan said, "What should we do, little junior sister?"

"Let me do it."

Ye Qiao ducked down, grabbed the handle of the fan thrown by Mingxuan and twisted it in his palm. The golden arc of light formed a shield, protecting the person behind him. He drew the sword with his other hand, but you didn't see him unsheathing it. The stick on his waist turned into a long sword, and the sword energy was released with a single stroke.

A sharp sword energy forced them all to stop.

A prosperous sword spirit.

Someone asked anxiously, "Who are you? If you tell us your name, we might be able to spare your life."

These brats are obviously not from wild backgrounds. No matter how eager they are to kill people and seize treasures, they still have to consider whether the other party has any background and whether they can offend them.

No one answered his words. Just kidding, registering your name at this time is of no use. Who would sign up after doing something bad? Unless they really can't solve it and a big disaster is imminent, they will move out of the backstage. But it's not like they can't solve it on their own.

Duan Hengdao saw the right moment and threw all the magic weapons at Ye Qiao.

Because there were so many types of magical weapons that they had refined, the sect only had two sword cultivators, and neither of them knew how to use them. But when these magical weapons fell into Ye Qiao's hands, she was able to do a lot of tricks.

"What is the origin of this swordsman?"

So hanging.

Except for things related to music that she couldn't understand, any magic weapon in her hands felt like it was alive. All the monks in the entire secret realm came to arrest one person, but she escaped repeatedly and jumped repeatedly on the mountain.

"What do you think? Ye Qiao?" Qin Huai asked her, after all, this was all her fault.

"It's so comfortable." Ye Qiao said sincerely, "I have never fought such a rich battle in my life."

There were endless talismans and magic weapons, and as expected, these technicians had to be comfortable assisting. She liked this group of weapon cultivators and talisman cultivators so much. It would be even better if there were alchemy cultivators on site.

Qin Huai: "..."

"A bunch of trash." Mr. Mu sneered lowly. Seeing that so many monks couldn't catch a kid, he transformed the spiritual sword in his hand and simply went into battle by himself.

The moment his sword was unsheathed, Ye Qiao felt something and turned around to catch a glimpse of the sword in Old Mu's hand.

Killing sword.

The aura is very similar to that of Bujian-kun. You must know that the killing aura of Sword Bujian-kun, as a demon lord of all generations, is already very strong, but this old man's sword is actually on par with Bujian-kun.

It's a very tricky existence.

Ye Qiao held his sword in front of him and looked at Mr. Mu calmly. Now various magic weapons were being thrown towards him, and there were also talisman cultivators hiding behind the stones to set up formations.

Anyone who is not blind can realize that the group of people who took the Bodhi Fruit have a great background.

Mr. Mu cupped his hands and said, "Good boy, how about this? We are the Mu family in Beicheng. If you can give us a share of the Bodhi Fruit, we will do our best if we need help."

Who would have thought that what was supposed to be a sure thing would be overtaken by a group of little-known brats who jumped out. His eyes were full of coldness. When he got the Bodhi Fruit, he would definitely kill these brats who knew nothing about the world.

Mingxuan opened the folding fan, put it against his chin, and said, "Old man, who doesn't know how to say nice things? We are descendants of the fifth sect. If you let us go, when we return to the sect, you will be crowned a cow and a horse." General, what do you think?"

Mu Lao's expression turned gloomy: "Don't toast me and eat as a penalty."

Song Hansheng sneered, "Just wait, when I go back, I will use the spirit stone to smash you old thing to death."

No one buys into Mr. Mu's behavior of making a big pie, and they don't care about the favor of a noble family.

Those who can enter the sect, in addition to their extraordinary talents, are mostly those with backgrounds. For example, young masters from major families such as Song Han and Shengxuan have never lost in competition.

After hearing this, Ye Qiao secretly approached Song Hansheng and said, "Who made you unhappy, Master? Don't hit him with the spirit stone. Hit me with the spirit stone. Then I will stab him to death with a needle for you." "

"Ye Qiao." Song Han said, "Be normal, I'm scared."

Ye Qiao: "Okay. Then when are you going to hit me to death with the spirit stone? I really want to be hit by someone."

Song Hansheng: "..."

Ye Qiao's swishing words were not promised by Song Hansheng.

And she didn't have time to be mean. All the monks almost focused their fire on her. She kept changing her hands, and all the magic weapons and talismans were almost smoking.

The several talisman cultivators who were covering for her were gradually getting into a hurry. The talismans in Song Hansheng's mustard bag were being consumed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Are the demon kings coming yet?"

"Come on, come on. Just delay it for a while."

Song Hansheng turned his head and threw a golden talisman in his hand. The lotus mark flashed and was hidden on the talisman. The sword energy that exploded behind him was offset by a piece of talisman. The aftermath caused countless people to step back.

A piece of talisman can resolve the storm.

"..."

"Tianpin Talisman." A woman couldn't help but be stunned: "What is his identity?"

What shocked them was not only the Heavenly Grade Talismans, but also the fact that these people seemed to be holding several Heavenly Grade Talismans in their hands, and they were all confident.

"Everyone said this must be from the Qun family. Kill them, otherwise they won't let us go easily when they get out."

"You little brats, it seems that you want to toast instead of having to drink wine as a penalty?" Seeing that the negotiation failed, Mr. Mu's expression gradually turned gloomy.

The blood-red spirit sword seemed to be dripping with blood from the tip of the sword. Ye Qiao turned his head and suddenly approached them with a sword. The red sword energy was dazzling in his eyes.

Another pure sword energy struck from the side, Qin Huai held the sword with a cold expression, "Old man, are you possessed by a demon?"

"..." Ye Qiao almost choked, Qin Huai was so incompetent.

"Of course not, you little brat, don't spit out blood." Mr. Mu was also shocked by the sword energy, and then responded calmly.

"Even if you are not possessed by the devil, you old man is not a good person." Qin Huai held his sword in front of him, half-smiling.

What Mu Lao was holding was a spiritual sword. It was a blood-red sword, and it looked like it was stained with a lot of blood.

"Stop chatting with him." Ye Qiao patted Qin Huai, "I'll compete with him."

Upon seeing this, Qin Huai stared at her for a few seconds and saw that Ye Qiao had other plans. He simply gave up the stage: "Okay, okay."

Ye Qiao asked Qin Huai to confront the old man herself, naturally not because she could deal with him, but Jun fell in front of him and his sword turned into a stick.

Mr. Mu had seen Qin Huai's swordsmanship and knew that this man was difficult to deal with. But if he was a teenage female cultivator, he would subconsciously look down upon him.

After a few moves between the two, it was obvious that the female cultivator's swordsmanship was worse than that of the man. After Mr. Mu had almost figured out her details, he hit her on the shoulder with his backhand sword, leaving no trace behind. It was a sharp blow. The palm wind was blocked by the magic weapon on her body, otherwise Ye Qiao would be beaten half to death with one move.

Without beating the person to death in one breath, Mr. Mu grabbed the stick with a stern look in his eyes, a killing sword?

His spiritual sword is a killing sword. I didn't expect that this female cultivator would be so murderous at such a young age.

Taking advantage of the victory, Mu Lao coldly waved his sword wind in pursuit.

This old man's attack was really vicious. Ye Qiao rolled on the spot and hit him with a sword edge, almost piercing his shoulder blades.

She originally thought that she only had one sword, and without it she would have no choice but to catch her. Who would have thought that Ye Qiao put one hand on the ground, jumped up from the ground, and held a snow-white spiritual sword in her backhand. She smiled and said, "Don't rush to kill me all now."

In the blink of an eye, a dozen sword shadows flashed out from the sword's light, and the sword energy was too strong. He frowned, feeling that this sword technique looked unusually familiar.

But before he could figure it out, Ye Qiao suddenly spoke:

"Lao Deng, look behind you."

His first reaction was that Ye Qiao was playing some trick, but the next second he noticed something was wrong with the atmosphere around him. When he turned around, he found that at some point, there were monsters flying in the sky and running on the ground, one after another. Surrounded.

Mu Lao: "???"

He knew that the appearance of Bodhi Fruit would definitely attract countless monsters to compete for it, but what was wrong?There is no Bodhi fruit on him.

Old Mu slapped his face hard, "Why are you staring at me? Hit her, I don't have any spiritual fruit on me."

The bodhi fruit was clearly on Ye Qiao's body, and he couldn't figure out why the monsters were chasing him.

Ye Qiao waved his hand and watched as Mr. Mu rolled around trying to get rid of a bunch of monsters.

Just kidding, not seeing you would be a blessing.

As long as she erases the curse seal that seals the breath, it will attract countless monsters.

Mu Lao obviously didn't understand the cause. He was jumping up and down while being chased by a group of monsters while holding on to Bu Jianjun and the Sword of Killing. It was extremely painful.

He couldn't take Jun Ye simply because the sword matched his Tao very well, and the material was not inferior to his natal sword. He didn't expect the stick to have such an effect at all. He just thought it was a collective convulsion among the monsters.

"Demon, demon beast?"

So many monsters suddenly appeared, and some monks screamed in panic.

"Don't panic, everyone. There are so many of us, it's easy to deal with just a group of monsters."

"exactly."

Under the equality of all living beings in the Great Secret Realm, quality is not important at all. After all, they are all ordinary monks. I have never heard of any monks who can fight with people across the same realm. Therefore, quantity determines everything. .

The monster beasts stepped over one by one and occupied the mountain top. The huge movement made the ground tremble. At night, the eyes of the beasts of various colors shone with the cold eyes of the hunters.

That is a great secret realm.

The weather changes at night, and they are hunted by monsters. A sense of fear fills their hearts at this moment. What are they thinking about Bodhi Fruit now? Monsters have surrounded them all, and saving their lives is the most important thing.

Mingxuan paused in his movements and looked at the scattered group of people, "It seems like they are not planning to hunt us down?"

"It's only temporary. When the monsters disperse, you will see if the sharp knives in their hands will continue to be pointed at us in the next second." Song Han said coldly.

"Then what should we do next."

The monsters and beasts are here, so the monster kings must be behind them. Maybe they are hiding in some dark place at this time, ready to give them the final blow.

The strength of the demon kings cannot be transformed into gods or even made void because of the secret realm. Thinking of this, they felt a little cold all over.

Ye Qiao used the temptations of Bodhi Fruit and Missing Lord to bewilder a group of monsters, and they all came to this stone mountain to meet up. Now, the monster kings are here, and it's their turn to cry again.

"First destroy the spiritual weapons they use to get out." Qin Huai pursed his lips, "At this juncture, not even a demon king can be released from the secret realm."

Otherwise, the first city to suffer would be the city near the Yunyan Secret Realm, where there are mostly a group of children who are unable to restrain themselves.

With the appearance of the demon kings, the chaotic atmosphere at the scene reached its peak. The great demon in the transformation stage could trample countless people to death with one kick. Seeing this, several talisman cultivators used the restraint array to stop them in time.

Qin Huai said coldly, "Find the spiritual weapon first!"

When Shen Ziwei saw this, he took out his lens. The fragment of the mirror in his hand was a spiritual weapon. It could illuminate and detect everything on the opponent's body, and it could also be used to detect the location. There is a saying that it was a useless spiritual weapon, but the spiritual weapon itself was It just plays a supporting role. If used well, it will have different effects.

He took random photos of the demon kings, and his extraordinary eyesight allowed him to spot a demon king with a special-shaped key hanging on his body.

Shen Ziwei spoke faster: "We found it. It's the demon king in yellow clothes. Catch him. Hurry."

"Fang Zhiyao, let's go together." Mingxuan held the talisman, his sleeves rustling in the evening wind, "You attract the attention of the demon king, and I will join the battle with him to get the spiritual weapon. "

If he wants to get the spiritual weapon, he must enter the battle with his body.

Otherwise, trapping the opponent in the formation will have no effect.

Fang Zhiyao nodded: "Okay."

This personal method was very sinister. A magic weapon in his hand turned into a grappling hook, fell on the demon king's body and grabbed the opponent's throat, tearing off a piece of flesh in an instant. This level of damage made the demon king furious, and he violently struck out with his claws. Touching the fragile back of his neck, Fang Zhiyao didn't blink, turned his wrist, and the wind spirit weapon turned into a wind shield to block him in front of him.

The invisible wind resisted his sharp claws. At the moment when the wind shield broke, Mingxuan borrowed the invisibility charm to quietly approach, grabbed the key at his waist and pulled it violently. The demon king who was attacked subconsciously waved his hand, and Mingxuan Xuan had already stepped on the breeze and jumped three meters away.

Fang Zhiyao flicked his fingertips, holding a plum-blossom knife in his hand, and stabbed it into the demon king's eye socket quickly and accurately. The sound of "stab" through flesh and blood could be clearly heard in the formation. He stirred with no expression on his face, and exploded in the demon king's eyes. He let out a shrill scream, opened his mouth wide and held the miniature explosive weapon firmly in his hand, and threw it into the demon king's mouth.

The whole process was done in one go, and when he was done, he turned around and ran away.

A true master never looks back to see the explosion.

Ming Xuan held the newly acquired spiritual weapon and twitched the corner of his mouth: "You are really cruel, Fang Zhiyao." Who said that the fourth disciple of Feng Zong was timid?When killing the Demon King, he was much safer than Duan Hengdao.

Fang Zhiyao pursed his dimples, feeling a bit intimidated by what he said. He was not very good at dealing with Mingxuan's passionate personality.

However, Mingxuan changed the topic again, "A cruel man like you, don't even think about getting close to my junior sister, or I will ask my senior brother to hack you to death."

Fang Zhiyao: "..."