"What, do you mean that if you pick up this Yin Lei Umbrella, it will be yours?" Qi Jianzhu's face turned ugly.
"Of course." Wang Li glanced at Patriarch Tonghui who was not far away, "Didn't you Huayang Sect pick up this Yin Lei Umbrella before?"
boom!
Suddenly there was another uproar in the sky all around.
This is really difficult to communicate.
However, these words are very reasonable.
This Yin Lei Umbrella is the famous magic weapon of Patriarch Tonghui, but this magic weapon is indeed not a magic weapon refined by Huayang Sect, but obtained by Patriarch Tonghui during a certain experience.
Although the place where Patriarch Tonghui obtained the Yin Thunder Umbrella was located in a desperate situation, strictly speaking, it was indeed a remnant of the ancient monks he picked up.
However, it was too bold to say such words in front of Patriarch Tonghui who had successfully overcome the tribulation.
Qi Jianzhu's expression changed several times, but he suddenly laughed and said: "According to your opinion, if this Yin Lei Umbrella falls into whose hands it belongs, then I just need to take it back from your hands."
Already?"
"Are snatching and picking up the same thing?"
Wang Li looked at Qi Jianzhu with the eyes of a fool, "Unless I throw away this Yin Lei Umbrella and you pick it up again, this is yours. Huayang Sect and Xuantian Sect are both orthodox immortal sects.
, as a disciple of the Huayang Sect, how can you seize the magic weapon from the hands of a disciple of the Xuantian Sect."
Qi Jianzhu was furious, "Didn't you just snatch this magic weapon from your hands, and now you are saying that it is your Xuantian Sect's magic weapon?"
"How could I have robbed this?"
Wang Li looked extremely helpless, "How could a monk in the Qi Refining Stage snatch a magic weapon from a Nascent Soul monk? Is it possible to snatch it? This magic weapon was obviously too broken, so he threw it away.
I picked it up."
"..." Most of the monks present felt completely crazy.
This makes so much sense.
It is indeed impossible for a monk in the Qi Refining Stage to snatch a magic weapon from the hands of a Nascent Soul monk.
It's not that it's difficult to communicate, it's that it's impossible to communicate at all.
"hehe."
He Lingxiu kept listening with her lips pursed. When she heard this, she couldn't help laughing.
"Lingxiu!" Master Wuyang was initially stunned by this fallacy. Hearing He Lingxiu's laughter, he couldn't help turning his head and glaring.
This Yin Lei Umbrella was originally something that He Lingxiu was determined to obtain, but now He Lingxiu stood aside and watched the show. How could this not make him angry?
"Master."
At this time, he heard He Lingxiu's message, "The owner of the Yin Lei Umbrella is here and he is not in a hurry. Why are we in a hurry?"
Master Wuyang was stunned, and all his anger disappeared.
Sure enough, I was a little confused.
Ancestor Tonghui is here, how can others decide the ownership of this Yin Lei Umbrella?
He reacted, but the other members of the Huayang Sect obviously did not react.
Especially Qi Jian Zhu.
He was focused on showing off in front of Patriarch Tong Hui. If Patriarch Tong Hui was in a good mood today, even if he was given a few opportunities, he would be able to benefit from it all.
Hearing He Lingxiu's laughter at this time, he immediately felt that He Lingxiu was gloating about his misfortune.
The already uncontrollable anger in his heart suddenly burned violently.
Since there is no way to communicate, we can only speak with our fists.
"This fellow Taoist from the Xuantian Sect, it seems that you have really deceived me into having no one in the Huayang Sect?" He looked at the innocent-looking Wang Li and sneered.
"With so many people in your Huayang Sect, how can there be no one there?" Wang Li glanced at him and the people around him, Qingyang Zhenren, and said, "Besides, what does it have to do with me picking up things if there are so many people?"
His words were already speechless, but he then muttered softly, "So many people can't pick up things like me. Do you blame me?"
A golden flame lit up in front of Qi Jianzhu.
With the extremely rhythmic fluctuations of spiritual energy, this golden flame split into three and turned into three thin golden flowers the size of fingernails.
"Fellow Daoist Wang, I would like to advise you one last time. With your cultivation level, even if I, the Huayang Sect, allow you to leave, it will be a disaster if you keep a treasure like the Yin Lei Umbrella with you, and you will never be able to keep it." Qi Jianzhu squinted.
He looked at Wang Li with murderous intent in his eyes.
"What you said makes sense." Wang Li smiled, "But you don't need to worry about what happens after you leave, and I don't need to keep it with you. I will go to the Blackwater Market to sell it right away."
"..." All the monks present felt like their scalps were numb. They had not even thought about how to deal with this Yin Lei Umbrella?
Qi Jianzhu couldn't bear it any longer, and the three golden flowers in front of him made a strange buzzing sound, flying like three poisonous bees.
The target of these three golden flowers is obviously Wang Li. The speed they fly through the air is also very alarming, but their flight route is very strange, as if they are jumping in disorder, making it difficult to catch the trajectory.
"Pop!" "Pap!" "Pap!"
However, when these three golden flowers were still dozens of feet away from Wang Li, they suddenly exploded as if they had hit an invisible crystal wall.
"Why, bullying my junior brother?"
The proud spell was broken in an instant, and Qi Jianzhu's expression changed drastically. He just intuitively felt that this was not Wang Li's action, but before he could really react, a female cultivator appeared not far behind Wang Li like a ghost.
"His senior sister is here too?"
"Is it Lu Shenliang, the one from the Xuantian Sect who will blow up his golden elixir if he disagrees with you?"
It is never too big a deal to watch the excitement. Most of the pursuers were immediately refreshed when they saw the appearance of this female cultivator.
Qi Jianzhu's breathing suddenly stopped.
The face of this female cultivator is extremely beautiful, and she is stunning at first glance, but upon closer inspection, her facial features become more and more exquisite, with one point too much and one point too little, impeccable.
But in addition to this stunning beauty, what made him suffocated was more from the quiet and cold feeling of this female cultivator, the feeling that high-level monks have for low-level monks.
Naturally strong mental pressure.
"My junior brother braved the tribulation thunder to pick up this Yin Lei Umbrella. You can see how dangerous it was just now. Why, now that the tribulation thunder has disappeared, you are forcing my junior brother to hand over this magic weapon! You are bullying
There is no one in Xuantian Sect, so you want me to explode the golden elixir?" Lu Shen looked at the people of Huayang Sect with a cold look on his handsome face, and then said.
boom!
There was another strange sound in the sky all around.
When all the monks who were watching heard most of her first words, they couldn't help but feel that these words made sense. But after hearing her last two words, their scalps became numb again.
The thought came into my mind that it was indeed coming.
"you……"
Qi Jianzhu was astonished beyond words.
The absurd emotions in his heart cannot be described in words.
What is this and what?
After just saying these few words, why did he suddenly talk about self-destructing the golden elixir?
He is obviously just a monk in the Qi Refining Stage. No matter how strong a Qi Refining Stage monk is, facing a high-level monk like her, there is a difference between an ant and a giant beast. How come he has to self-explode the golden elixir?
"Are you bluffing me?" Master Qingyang sneered.
His disciple now had countless questions in his mind, but he was not shocked by these two strange monks from Xuantian Sect.
Qi Jianzhu was his most proud true disciple. He originally wanted to perform well in front of Patriarch Tonghui, but the worse he performed at this time, the less glorious his face would be.
"Self-explosion golden elixir?"
He looked at Lu Shenliang provocatively, not hiding the disdain in his eyes, "If you can, blow yourself up and show me."
"good."
Lu Shenliang suddenly laughed.
Her complexion was originally too cold, but her smile was like a thousand peach blossoms blooming, exceptionally bright and moving.
Judging from the look on her face, she was not angry at all because of Master Qingyang's provocation. Instead, she was a little excited, even in high spirits.
Master Qingyang's face suddenly stiffened.
He instantly felt something was wrong.
Everyone also felt something was wrong.
boom!
A terrifying and destructive pressure bloomed from around Lu Shenliang.
Her body suddenly lit up, and in the next moment, her entire body seemed to begin to expand outwards, and terrifying translucent light marks instantly appeared on her skin.
"Hiss...hiss...hiss..."
Accompanied by bursts of sounds like the breath of a poisonous snake, traces of golden crystal light visible to the naked eye continued to emerge from the translucent light marks on her skin.
The moment these crystal lights left her body, they immediately bloomed with terrifying power and turned into terrifying golden light blooming outward.
Waves of strange, irregular and chaotic energy fluctuations continued to ripple outside her body.
"ah!"
Qi Jianzhu and others screamed in horror.
A breath ago, she looked like a fairy without any trace of human smoke, but now she looks like a terrifying monster.
"are you….."
Master Qingyang's face turned extremely pale in an instant, and he hurriedly retreated with the flying magic weapon under his body in shock.
He himself is a golden elixir cultivator, so of course he can sense whether the other party is bluffing or really wants to self-destruct the golden elixir.
He subconsciously wanted to call you out if you were crazy, but the moment he opened his mouth, he realized that the other person had a mental problem.
"Uncle Qingyang, these two words of yours have inspired her to self-destruct the golden elixir. It is indeed quite powerful. However, the ancestor's Nascent Soul has just condensed. I don't know if her self-destructive golden elixir will cause any harm to ancestor Tong Hui."
What's the hindrance?" At this moment, he heard He Lingxiu's voice.
Qingyang Zhenren and the flying escape magic weapon under him suddenly stopped in the air. He and the five Huayang disciples behind him were both covered in cold sweat.
The self-exploding golden elixir was originally the final means for the golden elixir monks to perish together with their opponents. Even a residual elixir has super-level lethality. Now, although Patriarch Tonghui has successfully overcome the calamity, he is at the critical moment of consolidating the Nascent Soul. This
If this female cultivator from the Xuantian Sect explodes the golden elixir at this time, Patriarch Tonghui may not be able to withstand it.
If Patriarch Tonghui is injured and his foundation is affected, they will never be able to survive in Huayang Sect.
"I'm really sick. Why do I have to provoke a madman?"
Master Qingyang's intestines were really blue with regret at this time.
"Sister, don't be impulsive! Calm down!"
"It's true that you people all know that my senior sister can't stand being provoked and you deliberately provoke her!"
"For such a broken magic weapon, you actually used such methods. Aren't you afraid of hurting your ancestors?"
"If you really want this broken magic weapon, just wait until I sell it to the market and then buy it back. No matter how much spiritual sand you have, can it be compared to the safety of a Nascent Soul cultivator?"
"Senior sister, calm down, you must calm down. They are hurting others and not benefiting themselves, but there is no good in you blowing up the golden elixir."
Wang Li's voice sounded again and again.
Most of the monks felt that these words seemed to make sense, but when they thought about it, they seemed to be very unpleasant?