In the southern region, above the sky of the Black Swamp, a group of monks were fighting an extremely powerful monster. The monster was a snake-shaped monster that looked like an anaconda.
It was the spiritual water anaconda that Meng Xuelao had encountered before.
At this moment, it was being tied up by the large formation deployed by the monks and was screaming in pain. When the monks saw this scene, they were all overjoyed.
"Hahaha, we spent a whole month setting up this formation, can you still escape?"
"Exactly, we are going to take its inner elixir and present it to the sect master. We will definitely get a big reward!"
The spiritual water anaconda is still struggling, and the spiritual power around it is churning, but it just can't escape from this big formation, and its eyes begin to show the beginning of despair. Originally, it was just sleeping at the bottom of the lake, never thinking about a certain
On that day, these monks came here, forcibly awakened it, and attacked it directly.
It wanted to escape, but was trapped by the methods of these monks.
"Hahaha, it has no strength, hurry up, cut off its head!" A monk saw that the spiritual water anaconda was struggling very slowly, and hurriedly said to his companions.
A monk holding a sword flew out, looked at the spiritual water anaconda and said: "I'll come!"
As he spoke, the long sword in his hand burst out with an explosive sword light, as if it was about to cut open the entire world, and the strength of the divine realm was clearly visible.
The spiritual water anaconda looked at the sword light flying towards his head fiercely, and there was a pity in his eyes. It was about to be promoted. Unfortunately, practicing a way was to borrow its fate from heaven. Now, it is time for it to die.
It's time.
At this moment, a ray of spiritual power flew in and directly guided the sword light elsewhere, striking the lake below him. The lake surface was slashed by the sword light, causing splashes to form on the lake surface.
"Who!? Who!? Ruined my good deeds in Dixinggu!?" the disciple holding the sword asked angrily.
At this time, more than a dozen monks suddenly appeared in the sky in front of them for no reason. The leader was a woman dressed in green, who seemed to have come from the sky. She was none other than Meng Xuelao and others who had returned from the Eastern Region.
Since Xiaoyao Xianjun and Wuchenzi were resurrected, they who originally had the absolute right to speak are now vaguely listening to Meng Xueruo's opinions. Meng Xueruo is now the absolute person in power among this group of people.
Meng Xueruo's figure flashed and appeared in front of Ling Shui Anaconda. Looking at the struggling Ling Shui Anaconda, a trace of nostalgia appeared in her eyes. This was where she met the people from Black Rock City before.
"Come and be safe, you seem to be in a little trouble now!" Meng Xueruo said softly.
Ling Shui An looked at Meng Xueruo's figure, a look of thought appeared in his eyes, and then he suddenly realized, and cast a look at Meng Xueruo asking for help.
"Don't worry, I'm here and I won't let you die today!" Meng Xuelao naturally understood what it meant. Then, with a tap of her fingers, the formation that had bound the spiritual water anaconda for a whole month suddenly collapsed.
It turned into fragments all over the sky and disappeared.
Seeing this scene, the monks in the Dixing Valley did not dare to speak anymore. They had spent a huge price to obtain that formation from the sect in order to obtain the inner elixir of the spiritual water anaconda.
The spiritual water anaconda was given to the sect master in exchange for higher-level cultivation techniques. The spiritual water anaconda was trapped for a whole month, but due to this woman's methods, it was broken in just a breath.
The terrifying strength is evident.
The freed spirit water anaconda rubbed Meng Xueruo's hand affectionately and expressed her gratitude.
Meng Xueruo smiled, turned around and stood up. The spiritual water anaconda lowered its head and lifted Meng Xueruo's body up. At this time, Meng Xueruo looked at the monks and asked: "I just heard you say that you are earthbound.
People from the valley?”
The leader of the monks stepped forward and replied: "Yes, we are the disciples of Dixinggu. Girl, you ruined our plan. I dare to ask which sect you are a disciple of, please tell us your name!"
Meng Xuelao, Xiaoyao Xianjun and others all had a look of amusement in their eyes.
When the monk saw that Meng Xueruo and others did not answer his words, he said: "Everyone, you have ruined our affairs in Dixinggu. Today, we are not strong enough. Someday, our Dixinggu will definitely get this situation back."
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In fact, the monk's idea is very simple. Now that the forces in the Southern Territory have lost the Tianxian Sect, the remaining small sects have begun to dominate. Therefore, in the Southern Territory, if they offend their Dixing Valley, they must not be the same.
A wise choice. Since the woman in front of her doesn't say anything, it means that she is also afraid of Di Xinggu. Although she is stronger than the people on her side, the strength of the sect is still different.
Unexpectedly, Meng Xueruo started laughing after hearing this, and the more she laughed, the more she couldn't hold it back and became more and more arrogant.
"What are you laughing at? Are you looking down on me, Di Xinggu?" A look of displeasure appeared on the disciple's face.
Meng Xueruo stopped smiling and said: "Do you think your small Dixinggu is worthy of my attention? I was originally looking for your Dixinggu, and I bumped into it today, which is just right!"
The monk didn't quite understand what Meng Xuelao meant, and it looked like he wanted to cause trouble for his sect.
"What exactly do you mean?"
Meng Xueruo did not answer him directly, but said: "Go back now and tell the head of Dixing Valley and those old guys to wash my neck and wait. I will come to pick them up in less than three days."
Damn it!"
The disciple was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed: "Your Excellency, your tone is too loud. Although you are more powerful than me, there are monks who have ascended to the realm in my sect. Who do you think you are?"
After a pause, he continued: "Even if you have this ability, you should leave a name so that I can go back and report it, right?"
Meng Xueruo looked at him with a stern look, raised her head and said: "Okay, you go back and tell him that we are from the Tianxian Sect!"
When the disciple heard this sentence, he suddenly felt familiar: "The name of Tianxian Sect is so familiar..."
Just when he was in a daze, a disciple next to him said anxiously: "Senior brother, Tianxian Sect, Tianxian Sect, the previous Tianxian Sect! They are back!!!"
The leading disciple suddenly remembered that a sect that had spread across the Southern Territory was finally destroyed by aristocratic families in Central Continent. They and a group of more than ten sects robbed together and took away a lot of good things. It turned out that they also
There was no extinction, now, these people are back.
"You...you...you!!!"
He hesitated and couldn't speak clearly.
At this time, Meng Xueruo looked at these disciples, and a flash of light flashed in his hand. Except for the disciple who took the lead just now, all the other disciples exploded and died. At that time, all members of these sects were mobilized to rob the Tianxian Sect.