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    Sun Qing glanced at Ding Feng, his eyebrows were full of disdain, his nostrils were turned upward, and he didn't even bother to answer his question.

    Ding Feng's face darkened. This boy from the Huijian Sect really thought that he was a big shot. If he hadn't used the Earth Elemental Spiritual Treasure just now, and if he wasn't familiar with the terrain here, how could his Spirit War Department be suppressed by him?  Fight, the old man in charge is also forced to take action. Now since this kid is ignorant, then I should fix him well.

    Thinking like this, Ding Feng pressed his palm on the spirit sword on his back. The spirit sword in the scabbard made a roar, and a cold killing intent suddenly took shape, which was described as an awl's killing intent hitting his nostrils.  Sun Qing was surrounded by the disciples of the Huijian Sect's spiritual soldiers who were facing the sky.

    "Pfft"

    Caught off guard, a disciple of Sun Qingling's war department bore the brunt of the attack. He was struck by the awl-like killing intent. His body dwarfed, blood spurted out, and he collapsed.

    "Buzzing"

    Sun Qingling's war department was attacked, and the spiritual battle array was activated automatically. A rich earthy yellow light curtain suddenly lit up, protecting Sun Qingling's war department.

    Seeing his junior brother who was exhausted on the ground, Sun Qing's eyes were split open. He roared angrily and raised the spirit treasure in his hand. The earth element's spiritual power in the air suddenly became thicker. The earthy color suddenly brightened up, and a person wrapped in an earthy yellow light curtain  The spiritual sword behind the disciples of the Spiritual War Department of Zhonghui Sword Sect was unsheathed, and the Jinxing attack suddenly took shape, pointed directly at Ding Feng and Qi Wuyu who were standing at the front of the West City Gate Spiritual War Department, because they did not recognize Mu Yun and Nanmen.  After falling, the attack of Sun Qingling's battle formation even enveloped the two of them.

    Qi Wuyu raised the corners of his mouth slightly and glanced at Ding Feng with a smile.  He said in his heart that although Ding Feng is usually a bit aggressive, this time he just happened to anger the remaining cultivators of the Huijian Sect on the opposite side. As long as they take the lead, he will have reason to kill them here in one fell swoop, and then he will be old.  If Dad has an opinion, he can only tell it to the dead.  As for the two Huashan cultivators, they happened to bear witness that they had no choice but to kill these Huijian disciples.

    Ding Feng saw Qi Wuyu¡¯s admiring gaze.  It suddenly dawned on him that he had fallen in line with his senior brother's wishes by mistake.

    Sun Qing saw the proud smile on Qi Wuyu¡¯s lips.  As a spiritual general, his intuition caused him to lift something wrong, but he didn't understand what was wrong. Sun Qing suddenly thought of the short fat man and the ugly-faced young man whose eyes were covered by the attack of his spiritual warfare department.  shout.

    ¡°If you want to survive, don¡¯t take random actions.¡±

    Sun Qing saw the lips of the ugly-faced young man move slightly, and a cold voice sounded in his ears.

    "Sun Wenlie is such a hero, but his clan members are so reckless. I can't blame him"

    This time it was your short fat man¡¯s voice. Sun Wenlie knew very well in his heart that when the short fat man shouted to Qi Beicheng in the Nascent Soul stage just now, it was this voice.

    Sun Qing¡¯s palm holding the Lingbao shook slightly.  The momentum of the Huijian Sect's Spirit War Department, which was originally full of murderous intent, suddenly stagnated.

    Qi Wuyu¡¯s smiling face suddenly froze. He had no idea that in the moment of rage, the leader of the spiritual army of the Huijian Sect could actually stop the attack, which made Ji Yao¡¯s wish come true.  Qi Wuyupo of the Jihui Sword Sect's Spirit War Department was angry and glared at Nanmen Luo and Mu Yun hatefully.

    "Let's go, take the transformation pill, bring your spiritual soldiers, and come up to me quickly."

    Qi Beicheng's voice came from far away in the air, from the shabby teahouse just now.  But it was already flying in the air, and Qi Beicheng's words came down from the air, shaking the eardrums of everyone in the venue.

    "Crackling"

    The earthy yellow light above Sun Ningling's war department turned several times, but finally it could not resist the sound transmission of the Nascent Soul cultivator, and the defensive light curtain exploded like a mirror.

    "Click"

    The spirit treasure in Sun Qing's hand suddenly lit up and exploded.

    ¡°Puff puff¡­¡±

    Beside Sun Ning, more than a dozen Spirit War disciples knelt on the ground and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood. In the blink of an eye, the Spirit War Department, which was originally full of fighting spirit, only Sun Ning was left standing.

    "Mr. Muyun, here are eight thousand spiritual stones."

    Qi Wuyu glanced proudly at the seriously injured Sun Ningling War Department, pressed his palm on the treasure bag on his waist, and a cyan bag containing spiritual stones appeared in his palm. Qi Wuyu lowered his arrogant head slightly and faced Mu  Yun said.

    The Transformation Pill is not a very hard-to-find elixir, but the high-quality Transformation Pill is very popular among cultivators. No matter how injured the practitioner is, as long as he takes a high-quality Transformation Pill, his injuries will be healed in an instant.  It's full of life, but the sources of high-grade Huasheng Pills are also quite limited. Huasheng Temple, which dominates a large world, has more than a dozen small and medium-sized sects controlled by Huasheng Temple, so the high-grade Huasheng Pills are sold all over the world.  It is held in an auction house like Qiwu Pavilion.

    As for the quality, it¡¯s betterExcept for the monks who have taken it, no cultivator knows its efficacy. However, one thing is certain. The efficacy of the top-grade Transformation Pill is definitely excellent, but the effect of the top-grade Transformation Pill is getting worse and worse.  The demand is getting tighter, and even a powerful auction house like the Qiwu Pavilion, which spans countless worlds, rarely auctions the best transformation pills.  That's why Qi Beicheng, who was high up in the sky, specifically reminded Qi Wuyu to bring the elixir.

    "Unfortunately, I don't have enough elixirs here. Otherwise, Young Master, please do it next time"

    Mu Yun held a milky white porcelain bottle in his hand, his eyes almost narrowed into a thin slit on his fat face, and he spoke to Qi Wuyu with great regret.

    "If it's not enough, it's not enough. Even if you have the extra spiritual power to make friends with Mr. Muyun and Huashan, if Mr. Mu still has the best transformation pills in the future, you might as well come and sell them to our sect. We will take care of them."  All orders accepted."

    Qi Beicheng's voice came from high in the sky again. As the master of a sect, Qi Beicheng naturally knew that Mu Yun was raising prices from the ground up. However, thinking about the miraculous effect of the transformation pill he had taken, he did not wait for his son to speak.  Qi Beicheng gave the order.

    "The junior took it away"

    Qi Wuyu didn't know about the best transformation pill, but now that he heard the instructions from the sect leader, how could he not understand that what Mu Yun was holding in his hand was really a treasure, so he gave Mu Yun the bag of spirit stones without hesitation.  Yun, Pishou took the milky white porcelain bottle from Mu Yun.

    "Walk"

    After feeding a transformation pill to the seriously injured junior brother and a spiritual pill, Qi Wuyu waved his hand, took the lead in jumping onto the flying spiritual weapon in mid-air, and led a group of spiritual soldiers from the west city gate to retreat.

    Mu Yun raised his face and watched the flying spiritual weapon flying higher and higher at the west city gate. However, at the south gate, his ugly face squinted, and he looked coldly at Sun Ning, who was supporting himself, with a mocking smile on his ugly face.

    "Stop holding on. You are in the late stage of foundation building and you resisted the pressure of the Nascent Soul cultivator. Aren't you seeking death? Spitting out that mouthful of blood would be much better than holding on now. I really don't understand, Sun Wenlie Talisman  Xiu Shuangjue, why are his people so stupid!"

    Watching the large flying spiritual weapon sent to the west city gate disappear into the sky, Mu Yun finally turned his head and looked at Sun Ning who was still standing stubbornly with a bit of hatred.

    Although Sun Ning was scolded by Mu Yun, Sun Ning's pale face was filled with joy. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. Like the other Spirit Soldier disciples, he fell soft to the ground.  Trying to raise his head, Sun Wenlie looked at Mu Yun and asked.

    "I dare to ask this senior, is my great-uncle still okay?"

    Following Sun Ning¡¯s question, all the disciples of the Huijian Sect who were tired on the ground raised their heads and looked at Mu Yun with all their strength, their eyes full of hope.  Sun Wenlie was originally the city lord of Dongning City. After the last battle in Tianyue Realm, he disappeared without a trace. Since then, the status of the Sun family in Dongning City has begun to be turbulent. In order to suppress the other families in the city, the Sun family  Their vitality was also severely damaged. Now that the Huijian Gate is dead and the West City Gate is here, these people originally thought that they would fight for the Sun family today and die outside Dongning City. Who would have thought that they would be unexpectedly surprised and not only would a cultivator save them?  When they arrived in Dongning City, they even brought news about the great uncle of the Sun family.

    "It couldn't be better. When I came out of the sect a few days ago, Sun Wenlie's cultivation level had reached the Mirage Heaven."

    Mu Yun and Nan Menluo looked at each other and smiled, and said proudly.  Sun Wenlie once said that he had stayed in the golden elixir floating realm for a hundred years. Unexpectedly, after being planted with the soul-inducing technique by the master, he would break through in just a few months and become the third among the golden elixir dead police.  Realm, mirage sky.

    "It is possible for Yuanying to transform into a god by practicing under the leadership of Senior Brother, let alone a small Jindan Mirage."

    The two of them had this idea swirling in their minds at the same time. A few months ago, the seven-colored thunder and calamity clouds that surged over Mount Huashan made them quite proud. They were able to condense the seven-color thunder and calamity clouds and then break through the Nascent Soul within a thousand realms.  It's hard to count with two hands, and Sun Wenlie's door-keeping skills are even more impressive. Everyone talks about the power of the Nascent Soul formed after the colorful thunder and calamity cloud.

    "Mirage! My great-uncle has become a mirage. Now our Sun family can be saved!"

    "He's saved!"

    "I said that my uncle will be fine at all. Hmph, you should believe me now."

    "Bah, you, Li Cong, were the most certain that your great-uncle was gone. Back then, that bastard said that he watched Li Xiya worship his great-uncle with your own eyes. Bah."

    Although they were seriously injured, when the soldiers of Sun Ningling's war department heard the news about Sun Wenlie, they all wiped the blood from the corners of their mouths and talked over each other. A few of them who were brave even grabbed each other's collars and argued about who was going there.  He said bad things about his uncle.

    "I wonder why my great-uncle didn't come back, senior?"

    Sun Ning wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Mu Yun and asked, everythingSun Ning, who puts his family first, is a little confused as to why his uncle hasn't come back yet. Could it be that the family is about to die and his uncle doesn't know about it either.

    ¡°There¡¯s so much nonsense, senior brother, hurry up and get things done, I¡¯m still waiting to go back.¡±

    Mu Yun interrupted Sun Ning's question impatiently. If they were allowed to continue asking questions one by one, I really don't know what year or month it would be. But he was still waiting for the top master mentioned by the head brother.  There is time to waste time with these small fish and shrimps.

    "Okay, take these medicines and take me back to Dongning City. I have something to arrange."

    Mu Yun glared at Nanmen Luo, who was full of impatience, and ordered Sun Ning helplessly. As soon as Mu Yun finished speaking, a dozen milky white porcelain bottles fell like raindrops on the disciples of Sun Ningling's war department.  In front of you.  (.com Your support is my greatest motivation.)

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