Nangong Min, this name is quite delicate.

Seeing that Nangong Min was a little flustered, Ling Jie's face darkened, he frowned a little and said, "Since you don't want to say it, I won't abstain from force! By the way, are you also looking for the treasure with them?"

Ling Jie raised his head and glanced at a group of fellow Taoists not far away, looking forward to it.

Each of these sects sent their disciples to hunt for the treasure. This must be a good treasure. Of course, it cannot be a peerless treasure, otherwise it would not be the disciples who would come to compete for the treasure, but big shots like their leaders and elders.

Of course, this is just Ling Jie's guess and does not need to be taken seriously.

…

"Well, you guessed it right!" Nangong Min nodded, indicating that he guessed it right.

At this moment, two fellow Taoists were moving towards Ling Jie.

The person who came was one fat and one thin, wearing the Taoist uniform of the Dapeng Demon Cult. As he walked, his arrogant steps made the flowers and plants under his feet murmur softly.

Ling Jie didn't say anything, just smiled, took out a cigarette and smoked it.

He wanted to know what these two people were doing here.

In less than a short while, the fat and thin Taoist friends came to the side of Nangong Min. After stopping, they glanced at Ling Jie. The fat Taoist friend said: "Beauty, you must be the saint of Liushen Palace.

, Nangong Min! Are you interested? Let’s go over and talk about Taoism. He is just a mortal here, what is there to talk about? Junior brother, senior brother, am I right? "

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and gently turned the thin Taoist friend beside him.

"Well, senior brother is right! This boy is very handsome, but he is just a mortal! We are ascetics who are about to ascend to Taoism. How can he compare with us?" said the thin fellow Taoist with a straight face.

Ling Jie rolled his eyes, then nodded and bowed to the senior brother next to him with a look of compliment.

These words made Ling Jie want to laugh.

He didn't laugh, but smoked his cigarette without saying a word.

At this time, Nangong Min spoke up and said, "I'm sorry, I have no interest in your Dapeng Demon Sect at all! Master said that you are evil demons and perverse sects. If you see them, you will be punished!"

Nangong Min suddenly stood up, and from nowhere, an ancient folding fan suddenly appeared in his hand.

At this time, Ling Jie secretly looked at the folding fan in her hand.

If Ling Jie's guess was correct, this was no ordinary folding fan, but most likely a top-quality spiritual weapon.

This Liushen Palace is really a big deal! The disciples all carry the best spiritual weapons, yes, yes! Thinking of this, Ling Jie felt a little approval in his heart.

Presumably, the fan is their magic weapon for attacking the Sixth God Palace! However, Ling Jie doesn't know yet that only saints can possess such a magic weapon.

…

"Crooked way? What is wrong way? Our leader once said that as long as he can become an immortal and cultivate the great way, no matter whether he was a god or a devil before, he can prove the way and be recognized by heaven! Nangong Min, I see that you are talented and smart, otherwise,

I will introduce you to our Dapeng Demon Sect, and the two of us can achieve enlightenment! Moreover, your Liushen Palace is really too perverted to not allow your disciples to fall in love. Do you know what it feels like to be loved by a man?

What?!" With these words and deeds, a naughty smile appeared on the fat fellow Taoist's face, and his eyes were staring at Nangong Min's chest, turning up and down.

Ling Jie took a deep drag on his cigarette, shook his head, and stared at the blue sky in a daze.

"Bah, how can our Liushen Palace allow you to wait for the external evil sect to criticize you? Today, I will deal with you, an arrogant person!" As Nangong Min shouted, she waved her fan and hit the fat Taoist fellow fiercely.

passed.

The opponent was not behind either, so he took out his flying sword and struck back at Nangong Min.

Since she doesn't know what's good and what's wrong, what's the point of destroying her here today? Liushen Palace? Everyone knows that Liushen Palace's attack power is the weakest.

However, what they are best at is poison. The survival of various sects to this day is indispensable for their unique skills. Otherwise, they would have been conquered by those strong sects long ago.

Although Liushen Palace is weak in terms of attack, it is very powerful in terms of poison. They have a secret poison called Liushen Flower Dew Holy Powder!

This poison can control the enemy's ability to counterattack for a certain period of time. The Liushen Palace's existence to this day is indispensable to the contribution of the Liushen Flower Dew Holy Powder.

Moreover, the most terrifying thing is that no one can cure this medicine. Even if the most powerful medicine master, Master Huaxi, comes out, he will have to spend his whole life to cure it. Moreover, this is only temporary.

.If you want to get rid of it permanently, you must have the secret antidote in the hands of the Master of the Six Gods Palace.

…

"Nangong Min, you asked for this! Today, I will not kill you. I will take you back to see the leader later. He is in need of a virgin like you! By then, the position of Elder Qingyu will be mine.

.Yes, yes, can I not be so smart?" Having said this, the fat fellow Taoist snatched the folding fan from Nangong Min's hand, pushed her to the ground, and stepped on her shoulder.

"You, you are shameless!" Nangong Min said with anger and teeth itching.

"Humph, this is not the first time you have met our Dapeng Demon Cult!" the fat fellow Taoist's face darkened, and he said a little arrogantly.

At this moment, a voice came over: "Oh my god, this is the Xianyang Sword? Oh my god, no wonder the spiritual energy here is so strong...!"

Looking along the source of the sound, I saw a group of fellow Taoists surrounding a fairy sword floating in the air, as if they were afraid that he would escape.

…

"Nangong Min, I'll deal with you stinky bitch later!" The fat Taoist friend released Nangong Min, then pulled the thin Taoist friend and followed him, saying: "Get out of my way, this thing is our big one"

If anyone from the Peng Demon Sect robs you again, I will destroy them!"

Immortal Yang Sword? Is this the Immortal Sword? No, it should be the Asian Immortal Sword.

Looking at the flying sword floating in the air, Ling Jie had a look of unease on his face. It was just a sub-immortal sword, so Ling Jie had nothing to worry about. He was just worried that there was nothing inside this immortal sword.

What is there? Look at the cultivation time of that immortal sword. It’s not that long! Why, it has reached the sub-immortal stage so quickly? The sub-immortal sword is a treasure that surpasses the best spiritual weapons and is lower than the low-level immortal weapons. They haven’t matured yet.

Immortals are waiting for an opportunity. When the right time, place and people come together, they can become real immortal weapons! This is what Ling Jie saw in the book.

…

Nangong Min stood up a little embarrassed and said, "I made you laugh just now. Their Dapeng Demon Sect is so arrogant and shameless! Take your leave first!"

Nangong Min hugged Ling Jie and walked towards the group of people.

She knew her purpose of coming here.

Looking at Nangong Min's back, Ling Jie smiled and continued to smoke. He really wanted to know whose hands this sub-immortal sword would fall into.

After a fierce fight between fellow disciples from various sects, half an hour later, the Xianyang Sword finally automatically fell into Nangong Min's hands.

However, Xianyang Sword also automatically recognized Nangong Min as its master. Nangong Min did not expect that this Xianyang Sword would choose him.

Thinking about it, she felt a sudden joy in her heart and said: "Everyone has seen it! You guys have evil intentions. How could this Xianyang Sword choose you as its master? No wonder, my master said that this time the Xianyang Sword is mine.

, this is not false at all, haha!”

After saying and doing this, Nangong Min's face showed a hint of anger. With the Xianyang Sword, she could still defeat them even without using poison. She was very confident about this. In the fight just now, many people

The disciples were all seriously injured, and only the fat Taoist fellow from the Dapeng Demon Sect, Taoist Ziwei and Nangong Min from the Huashan Sect were left intact. The three of them were considered to be tied, with no distinction between top and bottom.

…

The fat fellow Taoist's face darkened and he said, "Nangong Min, do you think you can wield the Immortal Yang Sword now? It doesn't matter if you recognize the master, I don't believe in evil!"

With that said, he waved his sword again and rushed over.

Nangong Min originally wanted to fight back.

At this moment, a roar came over.

I saw that the forest had been burned red by the fire, and the small peak on the top of Haizhimong Mountain suddenly turned into a sea of ​​​​fire. The smoke slowly climbed up to the sky.

"Oh my god, this is another fairy weapon!" At this time, the fellow Taoist shouted, and Nangong Min was also surprised.

Ling Jie was shocked and asked, "Could it be that this Yuheng is in this sea of ​​fire?"

Thinking of this, Ling was looking forward to it.

The moment the forest was inexplicably ignited by a fire, Ling Jie realized that the aura inside was very powerful. The Xianyang Sword just now was nothing, and the treasure this time was probably Yu Heng. Even so.

It's not Yu Heng. This Yu Heng must be hidden inside this treasure.

After making up his mind, Ling Jie shouted loudly and said sternly: "Fellow Taoists, you should know what will happen to anyone who tries to snatch this treasure from me!"

At this time, Ling Jie no longer hid his cultivation, but burst out, took out the divine sword in his body, and flew into the sea of ​​fire.

Nangong Min and others looked at Ling Jie who had just rushed in with a little surprise, and the surprise on their faces doubled.

Unexpectedly, the most inconspicuous man just now is actually a member of the same group, and he is also a super master! A master with a magical weapon!

The moment Ling Jie summoned the divine sword, all the fellow Taoists present felt only fear in their hearts. This was a divine weapon. There was no way they could resist it!

It stands to reason that only those with the cultivation level of an immortal can possess divine weapons, otherwise they will be counterattacked. It can be seen that Ling Jie is already an immortal in their eyes.

After Ling Jie jumped into the sea of ​​fire, he felt that he was in a scorching heat. After using his true spiritual power to lower his body temperature, Ling Jie looked at the appearance of the fairy weapon in front of him. He thought to himself,

How to deal with it? Yu Heng must be in this sword, or in other words, this sword must be transformed by Yu Heng.

Thinking about it, Ling Jie waved his sword and said: "Do you want me to do it myself, or do you come here by yourself??" Ling Jie said a little arrogantly.

"Human, don't think that just because you have a divine sword, you are great! Let me tell you clearly, you are no match for me!" At this time, a voice came to Ling Jie's ears.

"Okay, let's give it a try!" As he said that, Ling Jie transformed the divine sword into ten sword shadows and struck at the ancient sword that was being broken into pieces in the fire.

"Ah...!" Ling Jie shouted.

I saw him being knocked away by this powerful rebounding force.

Finally, he fell into Nangong Min's arms.
To be continued...