I am a mage and a wet nurse, so using seven swords is not too much, right?

"Oh."

Ning Ruan looked calm, "You are pretending too much."

Wen Yun:? ? ?

Ning Ruan: "Only if you believe that you are in the Thirteenth Realm, and believe that a strong person in the Thirteenth Realm has the ability to kill you, will you fall into an illusion.

Your illusion is indeed lifelike, I believe you are in the Thirteenth Realm. "

"Since you believe it, how could you..." Wen Yun's expression became even more ugly.

Ning Ruan glanced at him faintly and slowly opened her lips: "I believe you are in the thirteenth realm, but I don't believe you have the ability to kill me."

She really didn't have a pair of eyes that could see through the illusion.

But she has a group of fathers who seem to be invincible.

"……puff!"

Wen Yun suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

The whole person suddenly fell to the ground.

His eyes were wide open.

He actually died of anger.

"...No way, Ning Buruan, you pissed him off to death???" Mu Yiqiu looked stunned.

After stepping forward to confirm that Wen Yun was really dead.

The always proud face was indescribably weird and complicated.

Quiet.

above the hall.

Including the three eleven strong men, they all felt that the scene at this moment was somewhat outrageous.

First, the old devil from thousands of years ago was resurrected.

It seemed that he had snatched the body of a young monk in the Sixth Realm.

Then some operations were carried out to catch them all, but they were exposed by a sword cultivator from the Western Region.

He was even pissed to death...

"I..." Ning Ruan was also shocked and just uttered a word.

The whole person suddenly froze in place.

In her mind, the sound of Wen Yun's crazy laughter suddenly sounded.

"Successful, I really succeeded..."

"Do you really think I will seize that good-for-nothing? If I seize him, how can I have the chance to seize you?"

"Hahaha, your body will be mine right now... No, how could your soul be... You're not... don't... ah——"

"Ning Buruan? What are you doing?" Mu Yiqiu's sudden voice brought Ning Ruan back to his senses.

She stared at the body of 'Wu Deyu' on the ground.

Then he frowned slightly and said, "This thing... seemed to be trying to seize me just now, but he seemed to have failed."

It obviously failed.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have said it clearly.

only……

What confused Ning Ruan was that after Wen Yun shouted that he succeeded, her brain seemed to shut down for a moment.

When he woke up again, there was no trace of the old devil.

"..." So, what happened in that moment?

"There is no soul fluctuation. Wen Yun must have failed to seize the body, and his soul is gone." Uncle Liu stepped forward, and after sensing Ning Ruan, he breathed an inexplicable sigh of relief.

This is the distinguished guest of Mingyue Trading Company who can get the Five Flowers Golden Jade Talisman.

It would be really troublesome if someone took away his body just like that.

"This old devil is really treacherous. No wonder he can go around in such a big circle to bring us in."

The little fat man stepped forward, raised his foot and kicked Wu Deyu's body a few times, "But what's going on with this person? Wen Yun has already taken away his body, how can he still take away Miss Shening?"

No matter how powerful his mental power is, it can't support what he does, right?

Uncle Liu glanced at the corpse on the ground that had obviously been dead for a long time, "We didn't take away the body. When we went to the ruins here together, he was still Wu Deyu.

It’s just that Wen Yun should have released a trace of soul thought in his body, and after entering the ruins for the first time... he should have been completely and temporarily controlled by Wen Yun’s remnant soul..."

Just when Uncle Liu was explaining.

Ning Ruan had already taken back the spirit-binding rope and removed all the spiritual weapons stored on the body of 'Wu Deyu'.

There are a total of two storage rings and three storage bags.

Ning Ruan did not accept it, but looked at Uncle Liu, "Can this restraint be broken immediately?"

"I can give it a try." The one who spoke was Uncle Dong, an eleventh level summoner. His mental power was far superior to that of a spiritual master of the same level, as well as physical training and even sword training.

Ning Ruan nodded and threw away all the storage rings in his hands.

It was so satisfying that Uncle Dong was stunned for a moment.

After solving Wen Yun.

The little fat man walked around the hall again, and then he came to the trembling Xiaoyao Immortal and the old woman of the Danxin Sect:

"You two entered the hall first, did you find anything good?"

"..."

Swallowed.

Xiaoyao Immortal was the first to speak, "I only found some spiritual weapons and elixirs, nothing else."

talking.

He actually took the initiative to take out the things he was searching for from the storage ring.

The little fat man only glanced at it lightly, and then asked casually: "Isn't there any jade in the spirit stone?"

Who would be interested in spiritual stones in a place like this? Xiaoyao Xianweng made a bitter face and shook his head repeatedly: "No, I have never seen it. I can swear it."

"I can also swear that I have not discovered what you said, young master. If I violate it, I will die under the thunder of heaven." Although the old woman of Danxin Sect did not hand over the search object.

But this oath is truly a ruthless one.

The little fat man sighed and walked to Ning Ruan, "It seems that there is such a thing, I'm afraid Wen Yun will take it too."

The most likely places where the Jade Tablet of Immortality can appear are the few storage artifacts that were ripped off from ‘Wu Deyu’…

Uncle Dong is still breaking the restrictions.

All three storage bags have been broken open.

There are some inconspicuous weapon refining materials inside.

It has nothing to do with Wen Yun.

But when it was the turn of the storage ring, Uncle Dong's expression became visibly serious:

"The restrictions in this Western Storage Ring should be set by Wen Yun. I'm afraid it will take some time."

"How long will it take?" Ning Ruan asked.

Uncle Dong muttered: "At most half an hour."

If it was only for half an hour, Ning Ruan would naturally have no objection.

If she were to break it, it would only take longer.

"...Seniors, I wonder if we can leave this place?"

Xiaoyao Xianweng and the old woman from Danxin Sect came over at some point, their postures very low.

"You two fellow Taoists can leave if they want, and no one will stop you, right?" Uncle Liu said with a half-smile.

The two of them suddenly turned pale with fear.

"Fellow Taoist should never be taken seriously. Previously, we were the ones who were disrespectful to our seniors, so please forgive us."

"Okay, let's go." Uncle Liu finally gave up and motioned to the group of people in the hall to leave.

As for the corpse, part of it was taken away, and the remaining part was still left in the main hall.

Watching everyone leave as if fleeing.

Ning Ruan slowly looked away, leaned over and picked up the blood sword that had just been put out of the fire from the body of 'Wu Deyu'.

Feeling the evil aura that is still very strong.

Ning Ruan threw the sword into the sword box with his backhand.

"You actually put this sword into the sword case???" Mu Yuan, an eleventh-level sword cultivator, showed an expression as if he had seen a ghost for the first time:

"There is something wrong with this sword. If it cannot be destroyed, it is best to let it rest at the bottom of the sea. If it falls into the hands of other sword cultivators in this world, it will be a catastrophe."

"Oh, it's okay, I can destroy it." Ning Ruan looked serious.

"How could you destroy it? You can't take this sword out." Mu Yuan frowned and looked sharply.

"Ahem... Fellow Taoist Shepherd, you should know that some people and things cannot be viewed with common sense.

Seriously speaking, fellow Daoist Ning is still our benefactor. If she hadn’t broken through the illusion in time, we might still be trapped now. Even if we could escape, we don’t know how long it would take..."

Uncle Liu smiled and patted Muyuan on the shoulder.

But he was avoided by the other party with a cold face.

He spoke in a deep voice:

"Is this the same thing? If she puts the fierce sword into the sword box, even her own sword will be damaged..."

"Second Grandpa... maybe you can believe in Ning Buruan. Her sword is quite extraordinary. Maybe it's the bloody sword that's damaged?"

Others didn't know it, but Mu Yiqiu saw with his own eyes that Ning Buruan's two swords sucked out the remaining evil energy in the blood pool.

The three swords were not serious swords anyway... If the blood sword was damaged in the end, she believed it anyway.