Xiao Li swallowed the power of the sword, and his body no longer felt so empty.
In today's realm, one Xuan Sword is simply not enough. If you want to break through to the ninth level Overlord Realm, you will probably need at least five Xuan Swords.
Five mysterious swords... This is an unimaginable number.
At this time, Qing Xi, Xuan Jing, and Savage Boy all came this way.
Qingxi still hugged Luoluo and said to Qingxuan:
"Old Taoist, Luoluo has been asleep all this time."
"It's okay." Qingxuan replied to Qingxi. He sensed Luoluo's condition when he was on the mountain.
"Her secret technique consumes too much energy, so she can just rest."
"It's okay." Qingxi said.
Bai Ya: "I envy Luo Luo so much. I also want to be held by sister Qing Xi like this."
Qingxi: "Get out!"
Bai Ya: "Woo~"
Xiao Li put away the ancient iron sword, stood up, and took his sister Xiao Ying from Qingxuan.
Qingxuan said to him: "Tomorrow we can go to Qingwei's ancestral land."
"Well, I heard it just now." Xiao Li said.
Finally, we can know where the coldest and hottest places are!
"Ying'er, as long as you find Tianhandi Zhizhao, your disease will be cured." Xiao Li looked down at his sister and said in his heart.
"What's wrong?" Xiao Li raised his head and looked at him.
Qingxuan looked like he was hesitating to speak, and finally said: "Forget it, it's okay."
Xiao Li: "..." Seeing this old man suddenly became a little strange.
It's like something happened, but he didn't say anything.
In the place of deadly battle, although the bodies of the war dead sank, the weapons they used still remained on the ground.
These will become the spoils of Qing Weizong and can be collected at will.
The savage boy picked up Youhan's Fangtian Painted Halberd, shook it vigorously, and tried the feel of it.
As soon as it moved, there was a "whooshing" cold wind.
Then, Ono shook his head and said with some disgust: "It's not as useful as mine."
Although this halberd is also a mysterious weapon, the savage boy still loves his bone weapon more.
It also fits his temperament.
Then, he threw the mysterious weapon away as if it were rubbish.
With a "clang" sound, it flew down to a place not far away.
"Why are they just these wasteful things?" Qingxuan saw it and quickly went over to pick up the white spurge.
This is the only mysterious weapon obtained in this deadly battle.
Then, Qingxuan shouted to Xuanjing: "Xuanjing, this halberd is powerful and suitable for you to use."
Saying this, Fang Tian's painted halberd turned into a beam of ice and shot towards Xuan Jing.
Xuan Jing bent over, placed the three corpses on the ground, and grabbed them with his big hand.
Suddenly he grabbed the Fangtian Painted Halberd in his hand.
Then it hit the ground hard, and "Boom!" An extremely violent roar sounded.
The land that had just calmed down became agitated again.
"Not bad!" Xuanjing said.
Xiao Li hugged his sister Xiao Ying and began to walk in the Valley of Death Battle.
Sensing the fluctuation of sword power.
Although there is no Xuanjian, in this deadly battle, after all, they are all geniuses from various sects, and they have many Yuanqiu.
Especially in the Lingjian Sect, almost everyone uses swords.
Therefore, there are still some Yuan swords.
"Zheng~"
"Zheng~"
The sound of sword chants echoed from time to time in this deadly battle valley.
"If you stay here, those people should have arrived long ago." Taoist Qingxuan said to them.
Followed and walked towards the entrance of the valley to the east.
There are a total of seventy-three corpses here. Naturally, people like them cannot carry them back.
However, Qingxuan had already made preparations some time ago and had hired a carriage.
Waiting outside the valley today.
The five defeated sects also began to retreat one after another.
The warriors who fought to the death outside the valley were also leaving one after another.
"Piaoyan, let's leave quickly." In that mountain, Tian Rui said to Dugu Piaoyan.
Dugu Piayan still stared at the young figure silently.
After hearing Tian Rui's words, she turned around and nodded lightly, "Yes."
When I came here, I could only watch him from a distance.
Dugu Piaoyan wanted to go over and say hello to him, but she also knew that she couldn't let others know about her relationship with him.
He is now the mortal enemy of Tianwu Academy.
"Brother Xiao Li, goodbye." Dugu Piaoyan looked at him again and said silently in her heart.
Then he left with Tian Rui, Liu Ruosheng, Wang Shuo, Xin Fei and the others.
She didn't know when she would see him next time.
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"Everyone has started to leave, where are we?" In another mountain, the Thirteenth Princess Ji Jinyu asked Princess Linglong.
"Let's go too." Princess Linglong said.
"Aren't you going to see him?" Ji Jinyu asked.
"There's nothing to see, let's go." Princess Linglong said.
"Okay." Ji Jinyu said, got on his horse and sat behind Princess Linglong.
"Drive~" Princess Linglong kicked the horse's belly with both feet, "唳~" the white horse raised its head to the sky and let out a long cry, then galloped up.
"Huh?" Xiao Li, who was in the Dead War Valley, heard a loud and familiar sound of horses braying.
Looking up, a familiar white horse and a heroic figure fell into his eyes.
"It's her!" Xiao Li recognized it at a glance, it was Princess Linglong.
"It turns out she's here too."
"Xiao Linglong, he seems to have seen you and is looking at you."
Behind Princess Linglong, Ji Jinyu happened to take another look at the valley below and said to Princess Linglong.
"Oh." Chu Linglong responded, turned her head, and looked at the Death Battle Valley again.
Her and Xiao Li's eyes met instantly.
After looking at it for a while, Princess Linglong also turned her head and continued to gallop into the forest.
Soon, that heroic figure disappeared from Xiao Li's eyes.
Xiao Li still looked there quietly.
In the battle of life and death that day, Xiao Li always remembered his help to her.
"Brother Xiao Li~" Suddenly, a shout rang out from the mountain.
Xiao Li turned his head slightly and followed the sound.
I met two more acquaintances.
The tenth prince of the Zhou Dynasty, Ji Jinyan.
And the ninth-grade overlord realm master Hu Lao next to him.
"Mr. Hu, give this to him." Ji Jinyan said to Mr. Hu, and then handed the note from Tianji Pavilion to Mr. Hu.
The old man took the pot, folded it up, and flicked it with his fingers.
The note turned into a blue light and shot towards Xiao Li below.
"Huh?" Xiao Li frowned slightly when he saw it.
He stretched out his hand and grabbed the blue light in his hand.
Looking at the palm of his hand and the folded note, Xiao Li secretly murmured: "What is this?"
Then, he slowly unfolded the note, and a few words instantly came into his eyes.
"Xiao Mingyuan, the master of Xiaoyuan Tower."
"Father!" Xiao Li opened his eyes and shouted secretly.