"Why are you talking to your grandma?" No matter how fast it is, it can't move faster than the light. It can't avoid being hit by the Feixian Sword. The light refracts and falls on the body with no escape.

Light attribute spiritual swords are natural nemesis to evil things.

The moment you pull it down, it breaks through the air, and the posture is like beating a dog.

The moment the light touched him, it was like hot oil being poured on it, making a sizzling sound. Xie Sui's body was dissolved, and he was brought back together again by his tenacious will.

He was dumbfounded, watching Ye Qiao holding a sword, saying "unfilial descendant" on the left and "good descendant" on the right, and whipping the evil spirit into a human shape.

Damn it, he's so awesome.

After Ye Qiao whipped it into a human shape, she held the evil spirit with her bare hands and snorted, "I'm going to have a chat with it and teach this unfilial descendant a lesson." After saying that, she brushed off her clothes and hid it deeply.

The profound feeling of merit and fame is gone.

Everyone was left in a slightly messy state.

The girl in green was stunned for a moment, then took a deep breath: "Look, I'd say this old lady is extraordinary."

"And... I have never seen anyone use her sword." She touched her chin and saw that the sword light seemed to be the main light? That was really rare. I had never heard of such a sword on the spiritual sword list.

"Flying Immortal Sword?"

Zhou Xiu shook his head: "Impossible. The Feixian Sword is still in the Sword Cave. I have heard of those who went in to choose swords. Ye Qinghan's Water-Breaking Sword, Cun Xue and Luo Shui successively claimed their masters."

"Later..." he said in a strange tone, "it is said that the elder of Wenjian Sect was furious, and it seems that several swordsmen followed the people of Changming Sect."

If he were to ask the Sword Sect, he would also be furious.

But no matter what, this grandma who claims to be sixty years old is definitely weird. At least it is definitely not simple. The girl in green patted Zhou Xiu and said, "If you communicate more with her, maybe she is really an expert.

It’s okay to blend into the team and test us.”

Zhou Xiu nodded, of course he knew.

After this experience, it seems that she can no longer tolerate her weird character.

*

Ye Qiao was playing with the evil spirit that fell into her hands. She stretched out her hand to hold it, pinched it tightly, and threatened fiercely: "You don't want to be burned to ashes, right?"

The evil spirit screamed and tried to disperse and escape, but of course it failed in the end. Phoenix Fire and Flying Immortal Sword were the natural enemies of this evil thing. Once it tried to run away, it would be beaten.

Seeing the power of the Feixian Sword in her hand, Xie Sui looked at her and nodded.

The evil spirit is not an individual, but a creature that exists everywhere. Ye Qiao grabbed one and let it shake. It slowly snowballed and grew in size. After controlling it to a certain range that she could deal with, another group of evil spirits formed.

I kneaded a dozen evil dumplings neatly.

But the evil spirit only has self-awareness, and swallowing is its instinct. There is no way to restrain it, and there is no way to make a contract. If you catch it, you will be lonely.

And it can only be burned, but not cut into pieces. Once it is not burned cleanly, it will come back soon.

Very troublesome.

Xiaoqi tilted his head and looked at it, "You can kill it."

Just grab the area and strangle it to death. Although you can't kill it in one go, you can just do it a few times. The area is its territory.

"No need to kill." Ye Qiao touched Xiao Qi's head, "Close it, it will be useful later."

Xiaoqi obediently agreed.

The realm does not concern living creatures. KFC does not count. They are all contracted animals. There is no problem in entering. Evil spirits are not counted as living creatures.

Of course, swords don't count either.

The field is quite busy these days.

Several swords were shaking and flying around, beating Feixian. Why did he hit it? Because Ye Qiao liked to use it.

None of the others had touched her.

Feixian shook his sword, and the evil spirit immediately jumped away like a mouse.

The frost sword poked it, and a layer of ice covered the tip of the sword, making the evil spirit scream even worse.

Hanshuang was a little confused.

So weak.

The weak.

There is no right or wrong in Jianyan, only level and strength. Once you are labeled as weak, you will only be bullied to death.

Sure enough, seeing its reaction, Jinghong and Lianying separated briefly and surrounded each other.

"Where did this little waste come from?" Bu Jianjun transformed into a bad boy, rolled the evil spirit into a ball, and kicked it back and forth.

He and Xiaoqi don't get along very well.

A sword that specializes in killing, and a brat that kills people without batting an eyelid. Neither of them is a good thing.

They often fight fiercely. Now that something new has come in, they decided to put aside their grudges for the time being and catch the evil spirits and torment them.

Hey hey hey, that’s so fun.

Xie Sui is crazy.

What kind of devils are these?

…

The situation in the palace on the other side is also very lively. With the large number of monks entering the palace, there are also many charlatans mixed in, all of them are immortals, holding fly whisks, and they look higher than the elders in their sect.

Mingxuan began to stare at those charlatans, muttering to himself and beginning to doubt life, "Ah ah, I always feel..."

Those elders of their sect are probably the fake ones.

He has no image. Opening his mouth or keeping silent will make them lose money.

Those charlatans were pretty decent, they said a lot of mystifying things, and they received the highest standards of treatment.

Recently, several groups of self-proclaimed monks have entered the palace, some are fake and some are real. The highest cultivation level of real monks is only at the golden elixir stage. It is definitely better to rely on these people to get rid of evil cultivators than to rely on these people.

But Mu Chongxi's biological father had some hope in these swindlers. He gave these people the highest standard of treatment and treated them with respect. He did not forget to scold his son along the way.

"Be respectful to the Taoist priest."

He had a terrible headache.

Ever since he was abducted by that magician, this child has not been seen a few times throughout the year. He finally saw him once, and he left in a hurry the next day. When asked what he was doing, Mu Chongxi just said something hurriedly.

'cultivation'

He was almost mad to death.

The throne definitely can't rely on this kid, but the royal family can't produce a magic stick. They haven't seen each other for a long time. After meeting, this bastard said something mysteriously. They came with a mission to let him settle down his group of classmates.

.

The emperor's mood was unclear and he glanced at the group of his fellow disciples, a few female nuns walking boldly, and a few chattering teenagers who didn't know what they were arguing about.

He doesn't look like a serious person.

Mu Chongxi said perfunctorily: "Oh, how can there be monks? They are all masters of group dancing."

Only his father would believe this kind of trick.

Mu Chongxi pointed to the disciples below, "Here, my classmates."

The emperor's meaning was unclear, "Are they also a group of great dancers?"

Mu Chongxi was furious: "No, no! We are serious people. You will know when my junior sister comes, she is the most serious." Yes, Ye Qiao is a very reliable existence under normal circumstances.

Then his father laughed lightly.

I tolerated his remarks that forcibly saved my respect.

No matter how you look at it, these people have nothing to do with seriousness, right?

Mu Chongxi scratched his head, "It's true, they are quite powerful. Anyway, we will protect this place. This is our responsibility."

A group of the most talented people of the same age in the world of cultivation are basically here.

When the fight started, I hoped that his father would still be so adamant that he was a master of group dancing.

It is worth mentioning that Qin Huai and Ye Qinghan, a group of swordsmen, were forced to dress up as women.

Not to mention Ye Qiao's fame, they are too eye-catching.

Especially those geniuses who are famous in the competition, if they don't disguise themselves, it will be troublesome just to deal with the monks who want to catch them.

It's pretty good. You can imagine that when the fight started, a group of pretty girls would tear open their skirts and quickly take out their swords to fight.

Mu Chongxi shivered.

On the other side, Song Hansheng and Mingxuan were eliminating suspicious persons one by one.

"Why hasn't Ye Qiao come yet?"

If Ye Qiao didn't come to the gathering, he was afraid that he couldn't help but blow up the group of dancing masters with a talisman. Not only did those people mutter words, but they also tried to throw glutinous rice on him. Song Hansheng, who had a mysophobia, was going crazy.

Mingxuan clicked his chin: "Ye Qiao is quiet...either he is acting like a monster, or he is on the way to causing trouble, right?"
To be continued...