"Diamond beads, road-unveiling flags, death flags, Mani banners, Bodhi beads, Hunyuan golden staff, demon-conquering jade pestle..." Ji Yun counted the magic weapons in the sky that had become famous thousands of years ago one by one.
This can be regarded as the result of reading too many books. When I saw the Demon-Conquering Jade Pestle, I was stunned.
"Didn't the Demon-Conquering Jade Pestle remain on the ancient battlefield with the fall of the Buddhist emperors? Why is it here?" If we talk about the classics of the Hundred Emperors, no sect dares to say that it is more complete than the Jiuxu Sect, because the Hundred Emperors of that year
During the war, the Jiuxu Sect at that time did not participate at all.
But now that he saw the Demon-Conquering Jade Pestle that should have been lost in the ancient battlefield, Ji Yun couldn't help but wonder, could it be that the records in the sect's classics were wrong?
"Okay! Let's start now, choose what you like based on your strength..."
Remembering the monk's holy voice again, Ji Yun's eyes suddenly shrank. He finally thought that something was wrong. Everything in the Main Hall... was all fake!
"Don't go! Those are all fake!" Ji Yun shouted in a deep voice, and everyone stopped immediately.
"Oh? It's all fake? Do you want to trick us again? Put all the treasures in your pocket?"
When this was mentioned, everyone glared at Ji Yun. Only the great elders who had been following Ji Yun looked at Ji Yun quietly, waiting for his next words. When they thought about it, Ji Yun took action, and all the important treasures were not there yet.
Got it within reach?
"Why did the little benefactor say this? Do you really want all the treasures?" The monk still said calmly, with a faint flash of brilliance in his eyes, but it was caught by Ji Yun.
As expected, Ji Yun sneered: "Do you still remember what should be in the ancient ruins? Then what did we encounter?"
"Nonsense, of course there should be various formation restrictions and resentful spirits in the ancient ruins..." The man suddenly stopped as he spoke, and the word "revenge spirit" still echoed in the entire hall.
Others were also stunned. There were no resentful spirits in the ancient ruins. It was simply impossible. And they had never seen them along the way. Where did the resentful spirits go?
"As we all know, when the emperor of Jinguang Temple led his people to prevent the outbreak of the Hundred Emperors' War, almost all the powerful Yuanshi and above in Jinguang Temple came out, but they all fell. Various powerful weapons were also lost on the ancient battlefield. And what are these?
Didn't they take their personal magic weapons with them? Did they leave them all in Jinguang Temple?" Ji Yun pointed at hundreds of powerful magic weapons in the void and spoke righteously.
Ji Yun's words were like a bell ringing in the hall, and everyone suddenly woke up. Is there really someone who is so stupid that he doesn't even carry a magical weapon with him? How is this possible? If these magical weapons have been lost, then what are these?
At this time, the monk's face had darkened, and he said in a deep voice: "How did you tell?"
"I just read a little too much. If I remember correctly, this is the famous magic weapon of Emperor Huiyuan!" Ji Yun pointed at the jade pestle for subduing demons and said with intricate inscriptions: "And, it should follow Huiyuan.
Emperor Buddha fell on the ancient battlefield!"
Everyone's eyes bulged, staring intently at the glowing Demon-Conquering Jade Pestle, and strands of cold sweat flowed down from behind.
"If I'm not wrong...you should be the resentful spirit..." Ji Yun sneered and pulled out the long sword, only to see the bloody long sword trembling violently, as if it was about to come out.
"You are right, I am a resentful spirit! So what?" The monk's face became ghastly and terrifying, and his whole body was filled with black energy, revealing endless evil. He was completely different from the holy and kind man just now.
"Hahaha! None of you can get out of Jinguang Temple!" The monk smiled sharply, and the entire hall collapsed rapidly, becoming gloomy and shabby in an instant.
Thousands of heavy treasures shimmering in the sky suddenly emitted black energy, turning into resentful spirits and flying towards everyone with screams.
Everyone's expressions changed drastically. They didn't expect that the heavy treasure that had made them salivate just now was actually disguised as a wraith. If they really got it in their hands... their faces suddenly turned pale.
"Damn it! How dare you lie to me! I can't even make you a resentful spirit!" A man roared and slashed at the resentful spirit with a knife.
"Don't go there!" the man's classmate quickly said to stop him.
I saw the broadsword passing through the body of the resentful spirit silently, leaving no damage, while the resentful spirit grinned and got into the man's body. The man's body went limp and fell to the ground.
Everyone's eyes suddenly shrank when they saw this scene.
"Gather in a circle! Don't give the evil spirit an opportunity to take advantage of it!" Ji Yun ordered. Others were unmoved and couldn't help but wonder: "What are you doing?"
"Junior brother, you don't know what our Jiuxu Sect majors in, do you?" Yan Ba joked.
Ji Yun was stunned when he heard this, and then his old face turned red. He really didn't know what the main skills of Jiuxu Sect were, because he usually ignored the skills. For him, he didn't look at the basics of the skills.
The biography is useful. As a direct disciple of the Jiuxu Sect, it would probably make people laugh out loud that he doesn’t even know what the main technique of the sect is.
"Guys! Cut them until they can't even do anything!"
"roar!"
Huo Jin and others roared and rushed out. With a flash of white light, the resentful spirits screamed and turned into flying ashes... A group of people were like tigers entering a flock of sheep, slaughtering the resentful spirits wantonly. There was no way for the resentful spirits to be dealt with by others.
, instantly turned into pieces of paper under the butcher's knife of the Jiuxu Sect disciples, basically one knife at a time...
"Oh! Light-based techniques..." Ji Yun watched them slaughtering the resentful spirits in stunned silence. He suddenly found a female disciple trembling next to him, and said in surprise: "Hey! Senior Sister Mu, why don't you go?"
This female disciple is none other than Mou Si, a disciple of Xiaoyao Peak and the third disciple of the Rain-Converting Spirit. She has a fresh and lovely appearance, and is very delicate and cute. She has a cute little rosy face. She is the little girl of the senior sisters of Jingxian Peak.
Toy.
"I...I'm afraid..." Mu Si said in a trembling voice, her delicate body shrank behind Ji Yun, and her small hands tightly grasped Ji Yun's sleeves.
Ji Yun suddenly fainted. Is there any warrior who is afraid of this thing?
"Ah! Junior brother, you are behind me!" Mu Si exclaimed. Ji Yun didn't even look back, and stabbed behind him with a backhand sword. Suddenly, a sharp scream came, and a resentful spirit exploded with a "bang". He couldn't help but
I was stunned by the mousse.
With such a bottle hanging behind him, Ji Yun had no choice but to stand where he was, killing a lone wraith from time to time, and spending more time paying attention to the situation.
Among them, the disciples of Jiuxu Sect, Burning Flame Sect and Yinsha Sect are the most ferocious, almost brutally killing the resentful spirits, while the other three sects are slightly weaker, but attacking the resentful spirits with pure energy is still effective.
Fortunately, the level of these resentful spirits was not high, and there were not many in number... Ji Yun was thankful in his heart. He raised his head and saw the monk still standing between the two doors, with a cruel smile on his lips.
You can actually laugh... Huh? No! Ji Yun's face changed...