The warriors from Tianwu Academy and Zhenbao Tower who feel that the world is unreal are still being brutally destroyed by the power of the Qing Weizong people.
This time, they were originally here to kill Qingweizong, but they didn't expect that they were being counter-killed.
I originally thought that with the arrival of the two great realms, this small Qing Weizong would be destroyed.
However, such a tragedy happened.
It exploded with a "boom".
Xiao Li, who was carrying the sarcophagus, suddenly fell to the ground heavily.
The whole land was shaken by it.
"Click" a dull sound.
The opened sarcophagus was pushed back by Xiao Li again.
"Solved! Huh~~~" Xiao Li said secretly and let out a long sigh of relief.
He stared at the sarcophagus with both eyes.
Unexpectedly, the sarcophagus brought out from the Sword Master ruins would be put to such great use.
Without this sarcophagus, Xiao Li didn't know what to do when faced with the two extreme realms this time.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!" He died as the two extremes passed through the realm.
Now the Qing Weizong's massacre of warriors from these two major forces has become one-sided.
The demonized savage boy is now extremely cruel when killing people.
The power of the universe exploded, the bone tools were smashed and thrown violently, and large areas of people died.
Now, the warriors from Tianwu Academy and Zhenbao Tower began to flee.
Xiao Li placed the sarcophagus on the ground, "Zheng~" with a sword chant, he transformed into a sword and joined the battlefield to harvest.
Now that these people are here, let them all stay.
"It's over." Qingxuan was still standing proudly on the blue bird at this time. The wine gourd that he had knocked out earlier had now returned to his hands.
After pouring a full sip of wine into his mouth, he whispered to himself.
"What kind of treasure is that coffin? It's so powerful." Beside Qingxuan, Bai Ya said, looking at the stone coffin placed on the ground by Xiao Li.
Qingxuan was also curious. They had been missing for a few days, so where did they get such a thing.
"唳~" At this time, Xiaoqing let out a whistle, flapped his wings, and flew away from the Qingwei Ancestor Land.
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"Both Zhenbao Tower and Tianwu Academy are actually dead!"
Above Qingwei Mountain, four flying mounts are suspended.
And on each flying mount, there are several figures with extraordinary bearing standing proudly.
They are Ba Dao Shenmen, Lingjian Sect, Yunling Sect, and Piaomiao Sect.
The person who spoke out in surprise just now was none other than Ba Wudi, the leader of the Ba Dao Shen Sect.
"Two extremes!" Jian Yi, the leader of the Spirit Sword Sect, also sighed with emotion.
The leader of Piaomiao Sect [Piaoyao] said:
"Before the battle of life and death, the new dean of Tianwu Academy, Zixu, was a being in the Nirvana realm. He attacked the Qingweizong in Tianheng Mountain. However, he was killed by the man behind Xiao Li with a sword.
This sarcophagus was probably left behind by the person behind Xiao Li."
"Yes." The leader of the Yunling Sect [Yun Lan] nodded, "It seems that the Qingwei Sect, especially Xiao Li, cannot afford to offend."
One coffin can kill two extremely powerful people. Even if their sects have profound knowledge, it is not enough.
"Xiao Li's background is really terrifying!"
"You guys, have you seen enough?" Suddenly, an old voice came from below.
At this moment, Taoist Qingxuan raised his head and looked at the four flying mounts above.
After Xiao Li chopped off three heads with one sword and flew up, his eyes looked towards the higher sky.
At this time, I just heard him say:
"I once had some grudges with all four of your sects in the outer sect of Yuehua Sect. I originally planned to pay a visit to your sect after some time."
Xiao Li's voice echoed throughout the world.
Although the tone was calm and indifferent, when everyone in the four major sects heard it, they saw that their faces immediately changed drastically.
They seemed to have seen the young man carrying the sarcophagus and entering their sect.
this……
They simply can't handle the strength of this young man now.
"But..." Immediately afterwards, Xiao Li heard them say the word "but".
Does this seem like there is room for relief?
"It's nothing, you tell me." Ba Wudi, the leader of the Ba Dao Shen Sect, immediately spoke.
"As long as we can meet your needs, we will do our best to satisfy you." Yun Lan, the leader of Yun Ling Sect, also said immediately.
"The same goes for my Piaomiao Sect!" Piaoyao, the leader of the Piaomiao Sect, also said.
"So does my Lingjian Sect!" Jian Yi also said.
Although his nephew Jian Jue was killed by Xiao Li in a deadly battle, he already hated Xiao Li deeply.
However, in the face of absolute power, all hatred has to be swallowed.
"Within ten days, each of your sects will prepare fifty yuan swords for me." Xiao Li said to them.
"Fifty yuan swords!" Upon hearing these words, the expressions of everyone in the four major sects changed.
Although Yuan Qi is not as good as Xuan Qi, fifty Yuan Qi is also extremely difficult to find.
What's more, what he asked for was a sword.
"Can other weapons be substituted?" Ba Wudi, the leader of the Ba Sword Shen Sect, said, "If we only need the sword, it would be a bit difficult to get it."
"No! It can only be a sword!" Xiao Li said with a firm tone.
"There are seventy-two yuan swords in the Yuehua Sect Sword Tomb, which have been divided among your four major sects. It is not difficult for you to have fifty swords and yuan swords."
Up to now, the Ultimate Battle Sword swallowed in the Sword Saint Ruins has been almost completely digested by the Sword Pill.
The power of the Ultimate Battle Sword is majestic, and now Xiao Li feels that as long as he swallows two more mysterious swords, his cultivation level should be able to make another breakthrough.
The sword power of two Xuan Swords is only about two hundred Yuan Swords.
Once he successfully entered the Qiankun Realm, Xiao Li still remembered that the person in the ancient world said that after entering the Qiankun Realm, his ancient iron sword could break through to a spiritual sword!
If he had the legendary spiritual sword in his hand, his combat power would definitely reach a higher level.
Ye Zhan, the supreme elder of the Yuehua Sect, is dead. The Piaomiao Sect has divided the twenty-eight yuan swords in the Yuehua Sect's sword tomb, and they have long since disappeared.
It is quite difficult for him to produce fifty yuan swords within ten days.
"We, the Ba Sword Divine Sect, have known about this and will definitely do our best to prepare fifty Yuan Swords for you."
At this moment, Ba Wudi, the leader of Ba Dao Shenmen, responded.
"We, the Lingjian Sect, will definitely do our best."
"Me, Yun Lingzong, too!"
"My Piaomiao Sect, too!" In the end, Piaoyao had no choice but to agree.
He was really afraid that this young man was carrying the coffin and stepping into their Piaomiao Sect.
The Piaomiao Sect has gone through so many years and experienced countless ups and downs, so it cannot be destroyed by one's own hands.
"Let's get these two hundred sword yuan swords first. If we need them again in the future, we can slowly discuss them with them."
Hearing those people's responses, Xiao Li grinned and said secretly in his heart.