Xianji

"When he was in the world of mortals, a master at the level of Qi Refining could often call the wind and rain, but he didn't dare to kill mortals for no reason, that would be punished by heaven."

In the sky, several sword lights flew past, and one of the sword lights was a huge sky blue flying sword. At the front of the flying sword stood a cultivator at the foundation stage, and behind him was a man sitting upright with a heavy weight. Luo Tian and his party consisted of five people.

At this moment, Fatty Wang, who had calmed down the panic and uneasiness that he had when he first came to Feijian, began to talk freely. Uncle nodded secretly after listening.

The flying sword magic weapon of a foundation-building stage monk can take up to seven or eight people to fly, and it can be regarded as stable with five people except for some bumps when taking off.However, there were gusts of wind in the sky, and a few times almost knocked down the few people who were looking down curiously.Luo Tian is the calmest among the five. In his previous life, he was a top expert who had successfully ascended. If this magic weapon of flying can scare him, it will make people laugh out loud.

"Oh, according to what Junior Brother Wang said, those casual cultivators in the secular world can seek a stable fame and fortune?" Senior Brother Zhu, the old man in gray, couldn't help asking.

"Senior brother, that's wrong." Fatty Wang shook his head slowly, "Even casual cultivators who have cultivated to the Qi refining stage, if they can't worship the immortal sect, they will live to be more than a hundred years old at most. Sitting. Therefore, those casual cultivators are trying every means to enter the immortal gate to seek the kung fu panacea to prolong their lifespan. Even if they cannot enter the immortal gate, they will find a place with sufficient spiritual energy to practice hard. It is best to break through to the foundation building period. If you can still be an outer disciple in the sect, you still have a chance to become a core disciple of the inner sect."

Everyone couldn't help but nodded when they heard the words.

"So..." Fatty was not half-satisfied when he saw this, but he sighed, "There are still some foundation-building monks who have evil intentions and have been rejected by the Xiuxian sect, waiting for the opportunity to rob those of us who are low-cultivation but have bad intentions." Cultivators with few magical treasures and elixir. If they are lucky enough to rob a volume of good exercises and break through the bottleneck, they will make a lot of money."

"Not bad!"

The one who answered the conversation was the Master Establishment Qi who wielded the flying sword, and he gave Fatty a very approving look, "Although we have little contact with the mortal world, it's not completely safe. Those casual cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Period took advantage of today's opportunity to kill people and seize treasures."

Luo Tian's heart moved, and he asked quickly: "Master, you mean that there will be some changes before we arrive at Cuilongtan?"

"Generally there will be." Seeing the restlessness of the crowd, the foundation-building cultivator smiled and said, "But it doesn't matter, even though those casual cultivators have foundation-building cultivation, they don't have very powerful magic weapons. You are all from the Xianxia sect. The elite disciples all have defensive magic weapons bestowed by the elders of the sect, and with us taking care of them, they usually can't do anything to you in a short time."

"Uncle, didn't they leave after they got the magic weapon?" Huang Yuling asked from the side.

The monks in the foundation building period shook their heads before they could speak, Fatty Wang said, "Those monks in the foundation building period are doing this to hit their luck. They are usually monks whose lifespan is coming to an end. Once caught in a protracted battle, they will definitely die. Although they don't want to die now, they don't want to die now, and they can earn one day if they live longer."

The monks in the foundation building period were very comfortable being slapped by the fat man's cryptic flattery, and they didn't even care about his overstepping.

At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly rose in the air.

The cultivator in the foundation building period quickly used his mana to stabilize the flying sword, and then his consciousness came out through his body, his face changed slightly, and he said quickly: "You will stay safely in the sword light and don't move around!"

Luo Tian and the others thought in their hearts, looked at each other, and knew in their hearts that there must be some unexpected situation ahead.

At this time, the flying sword under the five people shook lightly, and the sword light was bright, and quickly wrapped the entire flying sword from bottom to top, forming a shining light shield.Afterwards, Feijian was shaken violently, but the speed suddenly accelerated and rushed forward.

Luo Tian, ​​who was sitting on the side, pondered for a moment, his eyes turned green, turned his back to the crowd, and opened his spiritual eyes, instantly penetrated the sword light and the clouds and mist in the sky, and saw the frontmost formation.

Fatty Xindao is indeed a crow's mouth, what to say, five or six sword lights have stopped in front of Xianxiamen, and three black-clothed men with faces covered are standing in the air opposite them. It was written down by everyone in Xianxiamen and told to the ancestors of the sect.Although these casual cultivators who blocked the way and robbed were highly cultivated, none of them had reached the alchemy stage. Under normal circumstances, they would not kill the sect disciples who were robbed, otherwise they would anger the ancestors of the sect to come, and they In any case there is no escape.

"Huh? Brother Luo, why are your eyes blue?" At this time, Fatty Wang said such a sentence from the side, and Luo Tian was so scared that he quickly looked away, feeling very speechless towards Fatty Wang.

"How is it possible?" Luo Tian smiled and looked at Fatty Wang, his eyes still black.

Fatty Wang frowned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Maybe my eyes are dazzled."

After a while, the sword light where Luo Tian and the five people were located arrived in front of the formation. Among the five people, except Luo Tian, ​​all of them moved their eyes and tried to look out, but they could barely see a few black lines standing in the air in front of them. film.

"An enemy is attacking!" Fatty Wang was the first to whisper, and his expression was extremely excited.

"Why do fellow Taoists block my way?"

What made Luo Tian and Fatty Wang very speechless was that a master in the Foundation Establishment Stage of Xianxia Sect asked such a meaningless question first, and people blocked the way to rob you. Why so much nonsense with him!

Unexpectedly, as soon as the uncle's words fell, the other party would drive out the magic weapons in their hands...

"Good come!"

Immediately on the Xianxia Gate's side, three masters of the foundation building stage with the highest cultivation bases were manipulating the flying sword with one hand, while they slapped the Qiankun bag hanging on their waist with the other hand.

A bronze mirror, an ancient iron shield, and an unsurprising seal greeted the opponent's magic weapon.

The bronze mirror, the iron shield and the seal all swelled in the wind, and in an instant, they changed from the initial size of a few inches to several feet in size. The vast brilliance immediately covered everyone.And the bronze mirror turned around in the air, and after being sprayed by its owner, countless clouds and mist lights were reflected on the mirror surface, which was as flexible and vivid as a rope, flying towards the three enemies who were obviously from the Foundation Establishment Stage. The magic weapon was entangled, and the three swords immediately became slow, as if they were hung with heavy objects.In the end, the seal changed like a hill and fell fiercely from the sky with a howling wind.

Jingle!

It was just a face-to-face meeting, and the inferior flying swords and flying knives driven by the other party were blasted by the huge force of the seal to break the lingering precious light on the surface, and then the seal was smashed a few more times, and those flying swords flew away. The knife began to groan with gold and iron, and several cracks appeared on it, and finally it was smashed into a pile of broken copper and iron by the seal, and fell from the sky.