Lady Cultivator

Mo Tiange flicked his sleeves. Several things flew out and were buried in the soil. Then she grabbed a few pills and stuffed them into her mouth.

After these two things were done, several figures had already appeared in the poisonous mist.

Purple clothes.

Mo Tiange immediately grasped the green wood sword tightly. Murong Zi endured the pain and stood up.

There were three people in total, all tenth-level Qi Refining monks, the leader was a middle-aged monk, there was a young man in his twenties, and an old man in his fifties or sixties, exactly three generations old, middle-aged and young. These three people seem to be difficult to deal with. Since the middle-aged monk is the leader, he must be the highest status or the most powerful. The young man can reach the tenth level of Qi refining at a young age, so he should have two brushes, let alone the old man. Having said that, with rich experience, he must be the most cunning.

Looking at each other with Murong Zi, both of them smiled wryly. After a hard battle just now, I came across such a combination.

The three stood still not far away, carefully looking at them.

Mo Tiange and Murong Zi secretly put on a nonchalant look, clasping the flying swords tightly in their hands.

After a while, the young man couldn't bear it anymore. He asked, "Senior brothers, what are we waiting for?"

The old man frowned and said slowly: "Be careful."

They all saw the corpse of the iron-toothed crocodile on the ground. Although it was dead, there was still a huge coercion left. It was obviously not a first-order monster, which made them hesitate. Two people can kill a second-order monster. Obviously, these two must have extraordinary means, but they don't think they are vegetarians, so they feel unwilling to let it go like this. You must know that the corpse of a second-order monster can definitely kill it. In exchange for a Foundation Establishment Pill!

Caution, consideration, and fanaticism, these expressions appeared on the faces of the three of them in turn. Worried that the opponent is too strong, confessed himself, but also unwilling to let go of this huge benefit. The corpses of second-order monsters can not only be used as spiritual weapons, but also magical weapons used by foundation-builder monks. This is another huge fortune.

The young man couldn't hold back, and shouted: "Senior brothers, why are you hesitating! Are you letting them go for nothing?"

The old man said: "These two people are not easy to deal with, don't be impulsive."

Finally, the two looked at the middle-aged monk among them.

The middle-aged monk hesitated for a while, killed, not sure, let go, unwilling, but the other two looked at them with indifference. Doesn't seem to care one bit what they decide.

But in fact, Mo Tiange and Murong Zi were not at all relaxed.

Although Murong Zi took Xiao Huan Dan, healing his wounds was not something that would happen in a short time. Repeated shots in serious injuries had already caused serious damage to his meridians. Now his expression remains the same, it is purely resolute reason. The same is true for Mo Tiange, knowing that her side has just gone through a hard battle, and both of them are exhausted, so she is not nervous, but she is no longer a child who has never seen the world. After experiencing a battle of wits for the first time, I know that I can't show weakness at this time.

Their appearance really deceived their opponents. The middle-aged monk struggled for a long time and reluctantly said: "Let's go to another place to have a look."

The three turned around and wanted to leave, Mo Tiange and Murong Zi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, they really had no confidence in beating them.

Unexpectedly, the three of them stopped suddenly again, and the middle-aged monk sneered: "I was almost fooled by them, and if I killed the second-level monster, they were not injured. How much spiritual energy is there?!"

After saying this, the three of them immediately surrounded in three directions as soon as they turned their heads.

Mo Tiange immediately slapped a defensive talisman on his body, and the Qingmu sword was released. Murong Zi's reaction was not slow either, he lost the talisman, but still had the spiritual weapon, the flying sword mixed with iron essence was extremely fast, and flew out in an instant.

The two of them struck first, and immediately caught their opponent by surprise. The young man was a little flustered when he saw the two flying swords flying towards him. The speed of these two swords was so fast, they were obviously not ordinary, so he had to dodge in a hurry.

Mo Tiange shifted his position quietly, and threw out a large number of fire thorn seeds, temporarily trapping the young man.

He was about to say to Murong Zi that we should deal with the old man together first, but he heard a muffled groan, and turned his head to see that Murong Zi was clutching his chest, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and the flying sword he was controlling was also crumbling in mid-air.

Mo Tiange was shocked: "Senior Brother Murong!"

The three were overjoyed, the young man was trapped and could not escape for the time being, the middle-aged monk and the old man looked at each other, and they both shot together. What the middle-aged monk sacrificed was the flying sword, the most common spiritual tool in the world of cultivating immortals, but what the old man threw out was a mirror.

Mo Tiange quickly recalled the Qingmu sword, but it only blocked the mirror. Feijian stabbed at him quickly, Murong Zi managed to avoid it, and Feijian brushed his shoulder. Bring up a bunch of blood flowers.

How could the middle-aged monk miss this opportunity, quickly flew close, took the flying sword, and stabbed at Murong Zi.

Mo Tiange wanted to help, but the old man's mirror was really powerful, she blocked it, flew back to the old man's hand, turned over the mirror immediately, and suddenly a golden light shone on her. Even though she had a protective shield on her body, she didn't dare to block it head-on, so she had to take back the green wood sword to resist the golden light.

At this moment, Murong Zi was approached by the middle-aged monk. Seeing that he was powerless to fight back, the middle-aged monk had a grin on his face, and stabbed him with the flying sword in his hand.

With a sound of "Puff", Murong Zi's body was stabbed deeply by the flying sword, and the blood flowed out along the sword body, but at the same time, the middle-aged monk also yelled "Ah", let go of the sword to cover himself belly.

I saw a flying sword sticking out of his back, piercing through his abdomen, it was Murong Zi's extremely sharp flying sword mixed with iron essence.

Mo Tiange's expression changed drastically. But he heard the other party shout: "Brother Zhang!"

Murong Zi and the middle-aged monk died together, the other two showed no anger, but panic. In just a moment, one of them was trapped and the other was killed.

The old man made a decisive decision, put away the mirror in his hand, and immediately fled to the distance. Maybe he can live until now because of his timidity.

Mo Tiange did not go after him, but flicked the flying sword, killing the middle-aged monk immediately, and then turned to the remaining young man.

The young man ran away when he saw the old man. His face suddenly became ugly, and he swung the big knife in his hand, cut off the fire thorns, and attacked Mo Tiange.

Mo Tiange had never encountered an opponent who used a spiritual weapon to slash like a worldly martial artist, and she was a little too late to react. Fortunately, she had a defensive talisman on her body, and she backed up while parrying with the green wood sword. He wanted to fight back, but his aura was running out, so he had to retreat slowly.

Seeing that she didn't dare to accept the move, the opponent had a complacent look on her face, and approached her step by step.

Mo Tiange suddenly smiled, and a formation flag appeared in his hand, and with a light wave, there was a "pop" around the young man, and the hidden formation flags immediately stood up.

The young man turned pale with shock, but he was already confused by the scene in front of him. The yellow sand all over the sky rolled over, as if it was a desert in the far west, and there was nothing else.

This is the formation she hastily set up just now, and she wasn't sure it would be useful at first, but fortunately this young man is an impulsive person, and she was introduced into the formation step by step. Now that he has entered her formation, he is naturally at her mercy.

The array flag was waved again, the scene changed again, and the five elements spells were thrown at the young man in an endless stream. The young man swung his knife to block it, but found that these magic spells would disappear at the touch of a finger, they were simply illusions, and he was so angry that he cursed.

Mo Tiange swallowed the Buling Pill again, grabbed a handful of talismans, manipulated the green wood sword, and attacked the young people in the formation together.

The young man thought it was a hallucination again, so he didn't try to block it, and was immediately beaten hard, and he couldn't die anymore.

Mo Tiange breathed a sigh of relief, took back the green wood sword, thought of Murong Zi, and hurried back.

"Senior Brother Murong!" He helped Murong Zi up from the ground again. Mo Tiange found that his breath was already very weak. He was seriously injured, but the two of them met Iron Teeth, and finally killed them after some thrilling adventures, and met these three opponents again. The abdomen was penetrated, and he killed the middle-aged monk in one breath, and finally collapsed. Right now, his spiritual energy is exhausted, his meridians are damaged, and his dantian has been pierced again, so he cannot be rescued at all.

Murong Zi opened his eyes slightly, and said with difficulty: "Ye... Junior Brother."

Mo Tiange nodded: "I'm here."

Murong Zi spat out a mouthful of blood, Mo Tiange quickly supported him, pressed against his palm, and injected spiritual energy into his body.

This made Murong Zi feel better, he smiled slightly, and said angrily, "I know... I... can't do it anymore. Please... do me a favor."

Mo Tiange nodded quickly: "Senior Brother Murong, please tell me."

Murong Zi struggled to pull out the universe bag, and took a breath: "Our family, the most...hopeful is...Xiaoyan, please...kill the monster...and the flying sword... ...Give it to her." Closing his eyes, he said again, "For the rest, I will make a souvenir with my junior..." As he spoke, the blood in his mouth kept gushing out, and he grabbed Mo Tiange's hand tightly. sleeves.

After hearing the last words, Mo Tiange sighed secretly: "Brother, don't worry, I will bring the things."

Murong Zi smiled, his eyes filled with unwillingness and sadness, he finally let go, tilted his head, and lost his breath.

Mo Tiange was stunned for a long time before recovering. Although she has no friendship with Murong Zi, she is still feeling sad. This is the ubiquitous death of cultivators. Not long ago, Senior Brother Murong, despite being seriously injured, was still talking and laughing happily, full of confidence, but in the blink of an eye, he became a corpse.

She wiped her face to wipe away the sadness, and got up to clean up the scene. No matter what, she still wants to live, establish foundation, form alchemy, form baby, and live happily.

First remove the Qiankun bags and weapons from the three corpses, and burn the corpses clean with a torch. They just put Murong Zi's ashes in a jade box and put them away.

Then he cleaned up the blood stains on his body and sorted the contents of the three cosmos bags.

She used a lot of her own pills and talismans, but luckily the two Zixia Sect disciples still had some. All three of them had corpses of monsters, but the other two only had three or five corpses, while Murong Zi had a dozen or so. After thinking about it, he took a Qiankun bag and filled it with the monsters that the three of them had hunted, and then put all the spiritual weapons on Murong Zi's body into it. How to put it, she also shared adversity with Murong Zi, and also had an old relationship with Murong Yan, she had no use for these spiritual weapons, so she might as well return them all to Murong Yan—if Murong Yan was still alive.

Afterwards, go to dispose of the carcass of the crocodile. The corpse of this iron-toothed crocodile is a good material for refining weapons, and it is very valuable. When tidying up, I found the flying needles left by Murong Zi. These flying needles are crystal clear and invisible, and they are really good things for sneak attack. She put all these into her Qiankun bag.

After sorting out everything and filling up the aura in the formation, Mo Tiange still decided to leave Poison Spring. The old man of Zixia sect escaped, who knows if someone will come, it is better to find another place to hide.

Looking back at the poisonous spring, Mo Tiange couldn't help sighing, the person who was talking and laughing not long ago is now a pile of ashes.

After getting off the strong push list, the point push will also drop. My mind is not so clear today, I always feel that there is something missing in this paragraph, and I will kill a lot of people in the future. Thanks for the rewards of 5000 years, book friend 1004***, and the hidden fog. Please vote on the author's survey and express your opinions. It is better to write as long as possible. ) Book friends, pay attention!