I fly with a sword in the magic academy

"Tell me quickly, what's the current situation of Nangong City Lord?" Jiang Yue asked as she walked out.

"Whether you want to die or live, you just hang there with your breath. Speaking of which, how come you have gone to the Valley of the Dead and become smaller and younger?" Xiao Yingzhu stared at Jiang Yue with a suspicious look on his face.

Jiang Yue did not use the formless method, and now she appears in the world with her true body and appearance. She is really only six years old, and the Taoist annual rings cannot be faked.

"Don't mention it. I overdid it without paying attention. Fortunately, I discovered it in time, otherwise I would have turned into a baby." Jiang Yue touched her forehead with her hand and said with a distressed look on her face.

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In the underground palace of the Yangxin Hall of the City Lord's Mansion, Mu Yangchun looked at the jade purification bottle in Jiang Yue's hand, his eyes widened in disbelief, and even his breathing became rapid.

"This is... the spring of the Immortal Spring?! Have you ever visited the living and dead!?"

He knew that there were nine springs of immortality and nine holy medicines in the Valley of the Dead, but over the years, countless amazing people entered it, hoping to get the holy medicine from the springs, but in the end no one came out alive. The dangerous level of this life Jedi is not inferior to that of the ancient fairyland.

"What is the Valley of the Dead? This was given to me by an old man when I was traveling before." Jiang Yue replied, not wanting to cause unnecessary trouble to herself.

If people knew that she could still come out alive after entering the Valley of the Dead, those transcendent powers would definitely force her to go in again to collect medicine.

"His Royal Highness, Prince Xiang, has done a great favor today, and I will definitely repay it with my life in the future!"

Mu Yangchun looked excited and without saying anything else, he solemnly bowed his head and bowed his hands to Jiang Yue.

Only saints can set foot in the Valley of the Dead. The water of this spring of immortality can be said to be a magical medicine that belongs exclusively to saints. Its treasure level is unmatched by any spiritual treasure.

"You don't need to repay me with your life. I want the Nangong family to accept me as their minister." Jiang Yue also took this opportunity to put forward her own conditions.

The position of Shangqing in aristocratic families is similar to that of kings and nobles in the dynasty. They are both status and status conferments.

However, under normal circumstances, those aristocratic families generally only set up the position of high minister, so the conditions for the imperial title are much more stringent than those for the royal title in the dynasty, and one must make a great contribution.

Jiang Yue's original intention to save Nangong City Lord was just to repay her kindness, but it could be considered that she had made a great contribution to the Nangong family and was fully qualified to receive the imperial title. Naturally, she would not let him go.

She now has a title in the Great Xia Dynasty. If she can be tied to the Nangong family again, she will have a powerful backer.

"I can't decide the position of Lord, but I can talk to the head of the family, and I believe he will agree." Mu Yangchun gave this reply.

At this moment, the nine old people sitting cross-legged in various directions in the underground palace opened their eyes. Each of them looked extremely weak, but none of them was an ordinary person. The existence of stormy waves.

After carefully examining the water from the Spring of Immortality that Mu Yangchun brought over, each of their faces showed a look of surprise and they began to set up the isolation circle.

The jade purification bottle was gently held up by an invisible spiritual force and hung in front of the Medicine Saint Cauldron. The mouth of the bottle was slightly tilted, and a drop of crystal water from the spring of immortality dripped outward.

Several peerless experts kneaded the magic formula with their hands, and nine rays of divine light shot out from their eyebrows. They blended with the drop of water from the immortal spring and turned into wisps of life essence blooming with colorful divine brilliance, in an orderly manner. Submerged into the spiritual platform of Nangong City Lord.

The water of the Immortal Spring is extremely rare in the world. They dare not waste it at all. At the same time, they are also worried that Nangong City Lord's weak spirit body will not be able to bear it. Therefore, they do not dare to rush for quick success and only refine a small drop each time.

This is a very long process. The jade purification bottle is only as long as a finger, but only one-third of the water from the fountain of immortality contained in it was refined until late at night.

During this period, the faces of the nine peerless experts from the Nangong family became a little pale and crumbling, like candles in front of the wind and in the rain.

They were really attentive and did not hesitate to waste their own blood and life essence to neutralize the powerful medicinal properties of the water of the Immortal Fountain, so as to ensure that Lord Nangong City would not suffer too much.

"boom"

Suddenly, a huge earthquake occurred in the City Lord's Mansion, and the entire underground palace shook violently. The expressions on the faces of several powerful men from the Nangong family suddenly turned cold.

"These people are really evil!"

"After the ancestor's condition improves, we need to settle things with them one by one!"

Jiang Yue frowned. There are so many strong men in the city lord's mansion now, but there are still people who dare to attack and kill. Are you really not afraid of being liquidated in the future?

"Bring out the Holy Throne!" Mu Qingyang shouted, and the sound spread in all directions.

And he ducked to the exit of the underground palace, standing there with his hands behind his back to prevent any sneak attackers from breaking in.

"boom!"

Tai'an City was shaken, and everyone saw an extremely spectacular scene. Under the dark night, red clouds rose into the sky, and dozens of red dragons crossed the sky, accompanied by an overwhelming pressure that enveloped the entire ancient city. .

Many people's legs were weak and they knelt on the ground in a kneeling posture.

This is an uncontrollable behavior, because that kind of intimidation goes straight to the origin of the heart, soul, and soul. It is like facing a god who cannot be looked directly at and has to make a surrender attitude.

"The pressure of the Ultimate Saint Weapon... The Nangong family is even willing to take out weapons of this level!" Many powerful men of the older generation showed shock. They did not expect that the Nangong family would care so much about Nangong City Lord. Even the holy soldiers who suppressed the background were brought out.

"No, the Nangong family has never produced a saint. Where did they get the ultimate saint soldiers?!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone suddenly woke up from a dream. Although the Nangong family has an ancient inheritance, no one in history has achieved enlightenment and become a saint. Where did the ultimate saint weapon come from?

"That's not a real holy weapon, but it's almost there. It's a quasi-holy weapon!"

"Quasi-Saint Soldier? Is it that one..."

"Yes, the most inherited treasure of the Nangong family - the Shanghuang God's Weeping Sage Throne!"

The Shanghuang God Weeping Sage Throne is a quasi-sacred weapon forged by generations of ancestors of the Nangong family with a lifetime of insights and the blood sacrifice of the Three Yangs before their death.

No one can bear the power that shakes the world and makes ghosts and gods cry, unless a true Ji Dao Saint Soldier is born.

In the underground palace, next to the Medicine Saint Soldier, Jiang Yue was also deeply shocked, but she was not oppressed in any way.

"The quasi-sacred soldiers are already so terrifying. What would it be like if they were real holy soldiers of the extreme realm?" Jiang Yue felt very uneasy in her heart.

"Once a true Ji Dao Saint Soldier is fully revived, the power it exerts is unimaginable. It is comparable to the full blow of a peak Saint. Even if you have the power to reach the sky, you will not be able to compete." Mu Yangchun said.

Below the saints are all ants, this sentence is not just a saying.

"Although our Nangong family has never produced a saint, we still have our own pride. At this time, the Xian Throne has only released its breath and has not yet recovered."

After a pause, Mu Yangchun continued: "Once we truly mobilize without reservation, even if we face those Xuanmen Holy Lands and aristocratic families who hold the ultimate holy weapons, we will not be afraid at all. In terms of heritage, our Nangong The aristocratic family is indeed no match for them, but if we really work hard, we are barefoot and are not afraid of wearing shoes, so we really can’t say who will have the last laugh!”

His words also showed an attitude. Those who want to harm Nangong City Lord, if they really push them into a hurry, they will have to make those secretly Xiaoxiao pay the price even if they try their best!

Since you can't let me have an easy time, then no one else can have an easy time.

Within half the time of burning the incense, someone came to the Yangxin Hall to report.

"Report to the elders, all the intruders have been killed, but we found that they were just seven stand-in puppets."

"Puppet? What kind of puppet?" Mu Yangchun asked with a frown.

"They are all corpses that have been dead for hundreds of thousands of years. They were all peerless beings when they were alive."

"Then he came to make puppets with dead corpses like this and sent out seven of them at once. This man is really willing to spend a lot of money." Mu Yangchun snorted coldly.

"It's just a puppet cultivator. Unless he can get a master-level puppet, we will kill him as many as he comes!" A strong man from the Nangong family said coldly.

Another person said in a deep voice: "Don't underestimate the enemy. Pass on the order. Everyone is on high alert. Anyone who dares to approach the city lord's mansion tonight will be killed regardless of who they are!"

This night was destined to be unrestful. Someone used an army of puppets and carried a large number of forbidden weapons to madly attack the city lord's palace, but they were all killed by the Yu Ling army guarding outside.

"The operator of this batch of puppets is not the same person as the previous one, but he can cultivate such a large army of puppets. He must be an extraordinary master of puppet cultivation."

"Someone can't help but want to use the Holy Soldiers of the Supreme Path." An elder of the Nangong family looked worried. After a short deduction, he predicted that someone would come with the Holy Soldiers of the Supreme Path in the future.

"Impossible. There are only a few Ji Dao Saint Weapons today. Once they use them, it is equivalent to blowing up their identity. Are they really not afraid that our Nangong family will settle accounts with them in the future?"

Listening to the conversation of those powerful men, Jiang Yue was horrified. Will there really be a head-to-head confrontation between the quasi-saint soldiers and the extreme saint soldiers tonight?

If this kind of thing really happens, it will definitely cause a big sensation in Sanqian Daozhou, because people have only seen records of such scenes in ancient books and have never witnessed it with their own eyes.

"The person who takes action may not be our human race."

"Is it a demon clan?"

If the Nangong family goes to war with any holy land or family, the entire human race will only suffer, and the only people who can benefit from it are those from other races.

The ghost world and the demon world have always been at odds with the human race, and the exit to the human world has been blocked. The most likely one is the demon race.

Time passed very slowly. Just as dawn broke in the sky, a strong pressure swept towards the city lord's palace. Everyone changed their colors on the spot. It was the supreme pressure of the Ji Dao Saint Soldiers. Someone really held it. Here comes the treasure!

"Move the throne of virtue!!" Mu Yangchun shouted.

"You actually dare to use the Ji Dao Saint Weapons. Do you really think that our Nangong family is a soft persimmon?!" Several powerful men in the underground palace had cold eyes. They wished they could go out and activate the Xian Throne in person right now and kill the intruders. .

"Buzz!"

The world trembled, and a terrifying and unspeakable coercion flooded toward the city lord's palace.

At the same time, the throne of Shanghuang God Weeping Sage also bloomed with monstrous red clouds, shaking out supreme coercion.

"Which Ji Dao Saint Weapon is that? Can you tell?!"

Several peerless experts from the Nangong family all had their eyes illuminated, wanting to see clearly the true face of that extremely holy weapon.

The two violent and surging powers collided together, like a roaring sea, causing severe distortion and collapse of large areas of the surrounding space.

Nuo Da's Tai'an City rumbled and trembled, and the city lord's mansion was also greatly affected.

In the underground palace, the potion in the Medicine Saint Ding splashed very high, and Nangong City Lord's skinny body swayed and was almost shaken out of the cauldron.

"Protect the ancestor!"

"These thieves will definitely settle today's events with you when our ancestors recover!"

Several peerless experts from the Nangong family quickly took action to stabilize Nangong City Lord's body and continued to refine the water from the spring of immortality in the Jade Pure Bottle.

"boom!"

Not long after, the Jidao Saint Weapon whose origin was still unknown released a ray of saintly power. In just an instant, many masters in the city lord's palace were almost destroyed physically and mentally, and they were unable to compete.

If they hadn't brought out the Xian Throne in advance, the City Lord's Mansion would have been razed to the ground and ceased to exist.

But even so, most of the buildings in the mansion have been reduced to ruins, a dilapidated scene.

"boom!"

The throne of Shanghuang God Weeping Sage shook, and the crimson cloud spread across the sky. A series of bright red and blazing beams of light rose into the sky, turning into dozens of red dragons.

The sound of the dragon's roar shook the heaven and the earth, resisting the wisp of the saint's power.

At this moment, everyone in Tai'an City was nervously staring in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion. In the sky there, dozens of red dragons cut across the sky like huge mountains, turning the thousands of miles of sky into fiery red. It was a spectacular scene. And shocking.

"It's so crazy. Do you really care about the safety of the people in our city? Which Ji Dao holy weapon is confronting the throne of Shanghuang God Weeping Xian?"

"By using the Jidao Saint Soldiers so blatantly, aren't you afraid of being liquidated by the Nangong family afterwards?"

Everyone in the city is paying attention, wanting to know which ultimate holy weapon is confronting the Nangong Family's Shanghuang God Weeping Sage Throne.

However, the person who took action deliberately concealed his identity, and no one could see through it.

And even if someone did see it, they probably wouldn't dare to say it.

The roar of the dragon shook the sky, dozens of red dragons hovering over the city lord's mansion, like dozens of majestic mountains cutting across the sky.

That was not a strange phenomenon, and it was the condensed life path and fruit of the Nangong family's predecessors and sages.

The Nangong family does not have the ultimate holy weapons. In order to prevent future generations from being oppressed by others, and in order for the family to have the legacy of suppressing the soldiers and making the inheritance last long, the sages have sacrificed and created the Sage Throne.

Every family head, patriarch, and celebrity of the Nangong family will separate the Taoist fruits of their life and melt them into the throne of virtue before they die.

In this way, through the painstaking efforts of generations of people, the Xian Throne has reached the level of quasi-sacred soldiers, and has the capital to compete with the ultimate holy soldiers.