I saved the whole sect by playing badly

Miaomiao: "..."

So miserable.

How miserable.

She could feel Ye Qinghan's sorrow even from a distance. The problem was that it was not her home that was robbed. Miaomiao just laughed twice and persuaded him while standing and talking, "Men, just have to be strong."

She gestured: "Come on."

Ye Jianqiang: "..."

Five sword spirits appeared together, entangled the seventh elder, and surrounded him in the center. The sky thunder was closely behind Ye Qiao. As long as Ye Qiao didn't deliberately pounce on them, how could he hide under the sky thunder? The aftermath of thunder depends on one's own abilities.

They had nothing to do, and a group of people showed off their magical powers under the thunder. Five sword spirits surrounded the seventh elder tightly, and their eyes were almost blinded by the colorful sword light.

Is this the legendary high-end game?

Excuse me, everyone said that the Changming Sect has never had a good swordsman since ancient times. They envied her that she didn't need to work hard at such a young age and could have three senior brothers taking turns to guide her.

Co-authored She was not taken.

But the big daddy who brought him flying.

Xie Chuxue on the other side also greeted Ye Qiao immediately, indicating that she had something to do quickly, "You go. We will come here."

He knew that Ye Qiao came here for a purpose. After several tests, he found out that this brat was very tight-lipped. To this day, Xie Chuxue still couldn't figure out what she was here for.

Nonsense, even if he tried hard, he couldn't imagine that a kid could participate in the Tribulation Trial, and the final trial place would be at his doorstep.

Ye Qiao hurriedly thanked him and immediately turned around and got into the Ghost King Tower.

After all, Ye Qiao is more worried about the situation in his own world. In this world where the seventh elder is so crazy, he is afraid that his own world will not be much better.

She had to kill Yun Que while the iron was hot.

With all this group of people participating in the melee, only Ye Qiao still had Chicheng's heart to kill Yun Que.

In the field, spring is full of vitality and has a gentle atmosphere. The vines lift the person up, and the soft flowers are entangled on his fingertips. Xie Chuxue brushes away these flowers and frowns.

Speaking of which, what type of field is Ye Qiao's?

Wood field?

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When Ta Ling watched Ye Qiao come in, his whole body collapsed.

Can you please not enter my tower despite the thunderstorm? It is an innate spiritual weapon and cannot withstand the thunder of heaven.

Yun Que was imprisoned in the Ghost King Tower for a whole day. She paced back and forth anxiously, biting her fingers lightly. She could not get out of the eighteen-story Ghost King Tower no matter what, and each floor was accompanied by ingenious... Yun Que couldn't get through the mechanism, so he could only be trapped on a certain floor, struggling hard and unable to get out.

"Master, what should I do?" She tapped lightly on the outer wall of the tower, trying to find a way to break the situation.

"Spiritual weapons, towers, legend has it that they can only go in and out." The other party sighed softly, "She doesn't know what means she can use to subdue such innate spiritual weapons."

Innate spiritual weapons are so rare.

This disciple has an unusual origin. Xiaoque didn't know how she offended the other party and insisted on putting her to death.

Yun Que: "Help me, Master."

"Don't worry, I will help you." He comforted her softly, "It's just that the girl also has the aura of a remnant soul."

He closed his eyes and pondered, but he didn't know... who had such a domineering aura.

He and Yun Que were one, and they helped each other solve a lot of messes at critical moments. However, this time he had a bad feeling.

It feels like things are getting worse.

The moment Ye Qiao stepped into the Ghost King Tower, she stepped on it, turned the pages of the secret book in her hand, and attacked her from all directions, blocking all Yun Que's paths.

Yun Que had never seen such a disgusting and dark spiritual weapon. Her consciousness could not reach this level, but she could find someone to help. The moment the legendary sword master came online, his eyes turned cold and cold. After scratching, all the threads of the secret book were cut into pieces and fell to the ground.

Ye Qiao held the book, stepped back slightly, and asked:

"who are you?"

The heroine has her own golden-fingered grandpa, oh no, a beautiful master?

She took the bitch Xiao Ai with her.

Ye Qiao was angry because she often thought about troubling herself.

Yun Que's body was borrowed by the other party, but his expression was extremely cold, and his aura was lightly restrained, like a sword being sheathed. It was full of pressure, and his voice was extremely cold. It was a bit condescending, and he lowered his eyes and said calmly: "You don't have to care. Even the dead don’t deserve to know my name.”

Open.

Ye Qiao has never seen such an arrogant person in eight hundred years. Which family's descendant was the one who made such arrogant remarks last time, or was it a demon with three feet of grass growing on the grave?

She quickly mobilized the spiritual energy in her body, looked at him expressionlessly, and then smiled: "Okay, if that's the case, then I'll call you a loser."

She and the Seventh Elder spent a lot of spiritual energy, and were struck by lightning and their whole bodies hurt. Ye Qiao communicated with Mu Li in his mind and asked him if he had a good chance of winning.

Mu Li just sneered, full of disdain.

Ye Qiao was immediately relieved.

When the man heard these mocking words, his expression did not change. It was obvious that as a powerful man, his mentality was as stable as a mountain and would not easily break his defense.

The aura all over his body was as unfathomable as the abyss, his expression was cold, and the air pressure was extremely low. He slowly said: "I think you have good qualifications, and you are inherited from the common people. You should be a monk with a righteous mind, why are you so aggressive. Do you have to put people to death?”

Xiaoque clearly didn't care about her.

Even after several fights, she still suppressed him and beat him. He frowned, feeling that this Ye Qiao was too overbearing and unreasonable.

Ye Qiao's anger suddenly rose. He turned the spiritual sword in his hand and said coldly, "I won't say it again, she must die today."

Nonsense, let’s put aside the grudge between her and Yun Que for now, isn’t the original owner innocent?

Give her death.

Ye Qiao made a stroke with the spiritual sword in her hand, and at this moment, lightning tribulations continued to fall on her body. Her knees softened a little, and she found that the sword master's expression also changed slightly.

"Why is Lei Jie chasing you?"

There was no aura of breaking through on her body.

Ye Qiao didn't answer the question, "I must kill her today. Do you understand?" Whether it was for the original owner or the trial, Yun Que must die. Heaven did not leave any escape route for her, and Ye Qiao also did not want to retreat.

The sword master smiled lightly, and a sword appeared in his hand, hanging in front of him, "Is it just you?"

The realm in the Ghost King Tower has been suppressed to the Nascent Soul stage.

So when it comes to swordsmanship, no matter how talented she is, she cannot compare with a sword master from thousands of years ago, but it doesn't matter, Ye Qiao can also sway people.

"What are you thinking? Of course you don't rely on me." Ye Qiao looked at him like an idiot. If he couldn't beat him, he still had to fight hard. She was not stupid.

"Little Love."

Mu Li's body trembled: "Yes."

Mu Li is tens of thousands of years older than him and has seen all kinds of sword moves, but Jun Zeng is his natal spiritual sword.

Even if Bujianjun doesn't want to admit it, the two of them are the most compatible.

Ye Qiao's eyes turned cold: "Kill him."

The remnant soul still had to fight with the remnant soul. Anyway, they were borrowing their respective bodies. She didn't think Mu Li, the first-generation demon lord, would be inferior to the sword master.

"Okay." Mu Li agreed.

At the moment when the two souls exchanged, the Sword Master raised his eyes warily and found that Ye Qiao's originally peaceful aura had changed in an instant.

Tianlei was observing the situation on both sides from above, and suddenly he didn't know who to attack. The main target was Ye Qiao. Now Ye Qiao ran away and let another remnant soul take the lead. Yun Que did the same thing, each of them carried a remnant soul.

It’s all shocking, right?

The thunderbolt did not hesitate, it had to be struck. The thunderbolt crashed down into the Ghost King Tower again. The thunder and lightning formed a large power grid with great momentum. The large piece fell on Mu Li and Jian Zun. They had experienced countless thunders in their previous lives. Jie, his expression is indifferent at the moment, he must maintain his composure even if it hurts.

The head can be cut off, the blood can be shed, but the force cannot be lost.

Mu Li stepped on the ground and held Bu Jianjun in his hand. The black sword spirit gently attached itself to the sword. In an instant, the aura of killing rippled out.

The two faced each other with swords.

One is cold and the other is cold.

"I wonder who you are?" Sword Master finally put away his carelessness and indifference when facing Ye Qiao, and his tone was a bit more submissive.

At the same time, the alarm bell in my heart rang in an instant. For some reason, this person gave me a particularly ominous feeling, especially when combined with the black sword, the strong murderous intent almost penetrated the entire Ghost King Tower.

"You don't need to know who I am. After all, a dead person doesn't deserve to know my name." Mu Li's eyes were extremely indifferent, as if he was looking down at ants. The corners of his mouth raised with a cold smile: "You only need to understand one truth."

"Whoever stops me will die."