Mortal Mage

Zhang Mingxuan said in a humble tone, "I have gained a lot from the help of my demon slaves." He put on a kind smile and said, "The two deacons have come from afar to help. These demon pills are not just a token of respect." He took out a handful of demon pills and held them in his hand.

The man in the animal-patterned robe looked intently, his eyes fixed on Zhang Mingxuan's palm, his pupils burning.

Eight second-level demon pills.

The man in the flaming robe pressed his hands, his eyes flashing with a trace of barely perceptible greed, and said to the man in the beast pattern robe in a deep voice; "According to the sect rules, you and I are not allowed to take the property of low-level disciples." After he finished speaking, he turned over and rode on the lion horse, shaking his chin at the man in the beast pattern robe; "Since the two of them are safe, you and I have important things to do, so let's go."

When he took the middle-grade spirit stone just now, he did not mention any sect rules.

Upon hearing this, the man in the animal-patterned robe did not have the slightest doubt. Instead, his eyes moved slightly. He threw the sect badge back to Zhang Mingxuan and also turned over and rode on the lion horse.

"Yin 嘐嘐..." The lion horse let out a series of earth-shattering neighs and roars, tearing the silence of the earth. Then, a high-pitched and sharp neigh "Ao" startled the flocks of birds in the distant mountains and made them flee.

A "clack, clack" sound was heard, followed by a whistling wind. The wind was created by the hooves of the lion's horse, and dust was chasing behind it as it ran towards the northeast.

The speed is several points faster than that of ordinary people flying on swords.

After the two deacons completely disappeared from his sight, Yu Shitao raised his hand slightly, looked at Zhang Mingxuan with an apologetic expression, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Zhang Mingxuan jumped out of the underground canal, looked back at Yu Shitao, and waited for him to make his plans.

"I have no intention of offending Junior Brother Zhang. I hope Junior Brother Zhang will not take it to heart."

Zhang Mingxuan has a third-level demon slave by his side. Not to mention Yu Shitao who is in the late foundation building stage, even the two deacons who were in the early golden elixir stage just now need to be wary of him.

"It doesn't matter."

Zhang Mingxuan shook his hands indifferently, and after thinking for a while, he asked, "Brother Yu, do you know what those two people were riding on? Their speed seemed faster than you and I flying on swords." While asking, he turned around and pressed the eight second-level monsters in his hand against Yu Shitao's chest.

"Junior Brother Zhang... this..."

Yu Shitao hurriedly took the magic pill; "That is a third-level monster, the Lion Horse, which can travel thousands of miles a day and has a ferocious temperament. It can subdue many second-level monsters." At the same time, he stretched out his hand to hand the magic pill back to Zhang Mingxuan.

Zhang Mingxuan waved his hand to decline, signaling Yu Shitao to keep it. "Keep the demon pills. I still have a lot. But I will need your care in the future."

Yu Shitao nodded slightly and carefully put the demon pill into the storage bag.

Zhang Mingxuan looked up at the sky and used his spiritual sense to bring the flying beast to his side.

The two returned towards the mountain range for outer disciples.

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This place is tens of thousands of miles away from the mountain range for outer disciples of Xuantian Sword Sect. With the cultivation level of the two, it will take most of a day to fly back.

During the flight, Zhang Mingxuan kept chatting with Yu Shitao and gradually figured out the situation in this world.

simply put.

The immortal sects in this world do not have much connection with mortals, but because some demons and monsters will wreak havoc on the mortal kingdom from time to time, the immortal sects need to go down the mountain occasionally to kill the monsters, so there will be mortal people who offer sacrifices to the disciples of the immortal sects in order to pray for peace.

The two chatted as they flew, and after about half an hour, they completely left the mountain patrol area. Suddenly, they heard a whirring sound of wind under their feet.

A murderous aura rose up from the mountains below into the sky and flew towards the two of them.

Looking down, they saw the two flying swords were very close to them, and the two men were so scared that their faces turned pale.

This is the gate of Xuantian Sword Sect. Who dares to commit a crime here?

At the critical moment, with a "whoosh" sound, the white fox came out from Zhang Mingxuan's arms, suddenly transformed into a human form, and pulled Zhang Mingxuan off the flying beast.

Then there was a "swoosh" sound, and one of the flying swords pierced through the chest of the Flying Turtle Beast. Immediately, a stream of blood spurted out in the sky. The Flying Turtle Beast let out a mournful cry and fell under the clouds. Immediately afterwards, there was a crisp "dang" sound, and the flying sword under Yu Shitao's feet was blown to the edge of the sea of ​​clouds.

The two of them immediately lost their support and fell rapidly downwards.

Yu Shitao hurriedly circulated his spiritual power, trying to control the flying sword back under his body, but he could not sense the aura of the flying sword. He was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat and screamed, his limbs dancing wildly.

He was in the late stage of foundation building. Although he would not die from the fall, he would at least suffer some broken bones. If he did not have a good body protection technique, his meridians would be severed. Even with a panacea, it would take him ten to eight years to recover.

On the other side, Hao Fen grabbed Zhang Mingxuan's clothes tightly and was also in a free fall state, and didn't care about Yu Shitao at all.

"Master, don't be afraid. I can protect you and land safely."

When falling, Haofen whispered to comfort him.

The strong wind made it difficult for Zhang Mingxuan to open his eyes, so he had to turn over and reach out to grab Haofen's wrist. He guessed in his heart that apart from the two patrolling deacons, no one else would attack him.

But this is the sect’s territory, how dare they do that?

While thinking, he took out a jade slip for transmitting sound, whispered something quickly, crushed the slip, and the slip turned into starlight and flew away into the distance.

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