The people of the Chifeng Sect live on that small island all year round.
In ancient times, it was always isolated from the world.
Very few people from the outside world can go to them.
They can only be self-sufficient in everything.
Therefore, they are very backward and poor.
Over time, this mentality developed.
They think that the whole world owes them, and they still think about how to dominate the world.
After he was far away from Fengyou City, Song Song's body swayed and he flew high into the sky.
Before he flew very far, he heard an "ouch" sound and fell from the sky again.
I finally climbed out of the river and was about to curse, but I found two people standing in front of me.
There are two people, a man and a woman. The man is a tall and strong man.
The woman looked very young, no more than twenty years old.
They were all dressed in black, and their bodies were full of evil spirits, which was very scary.
Song Song couldn't help but trembled, and said tremblingly: "You, who are you?"
The man's voice was very strange, as if it came from hell: "What you are carrying is the Chifeng Sect's sacred weapon, the Xuan Chi Sword?"
Song Song trembled, secretly thinking something was wrong.
These two people are most likely here to seize the artifact.
At the moment, he pretended not to know anything: "No... I don't know what kind of artifact it is. I am a casual cultivator in Fengyou City. I don't know anything about the Chifeng Sect!"
The man and woman looked at each other with a strange smile on their lips.
Without seeing them talking, the woman suddenly took action.
His fingers were like claws, and he grabbed hard, and Song Song's entire body was lifted up in the air.
As for Song Song, his whole body seemed to be suffocated by a nightmare, unable to move at all.
His face was full of panic.
burst!
In an instant, Song Song turned into a ball of blood mist without even screaming.
His blood was not scattered on the ground, but scattered in the air.
And the Xuan Chi Sword in his arms also floated out.
As soon as the woman stopped her hand, the Xuan Chi Sword fell into his hand.
"That Mr. Yin is really abominable. I don't know what evil method he used to turn the two of us into such monsters, neither humans nor ghosts. For so many years, we have been living in curses and pain. Xuan Chi Sword
, good stuff, after refining it, I'm afraid it can alleviate some..."
Of these two people, one is called Jiang Yueyin and the other is called Heitoutuo.
They themselves are two powerful monks.
It's been a long time since I last saw the two of them, but they have changed a lot.
In the past, Jiang Yueyin looked like a fairy with fluttering clothes.
But now, her face was pale, and her whole body was covered with a layer of terrifying aura, as if she was a devil in hell.
Then and now, they are two completely different people.
The Heitutuo also said: "You and I share the same problem, so don't try to monopolize it. Let's go, let's find a place to refine it!"
With that said, the two people disappeared into the dark night like two ghost figures.
...
bite!
In a palace, a white-haired old man opened his eyes tremblingly.
His originally cloudy eyes suddenly emitted two rays of light in an instant.
Then, his old voice was heard: "Who made the Xuan Chi Sword? He actually refined the sacred weapon of our Chifeng Sect, the Xuan Chi Sword! I must trample you to the ground!"
Fengyou City.
Now Yu Ling is still in the sky with Zhou Yuan and others, quietly investigating.