Although she didn't like that weapon spirit very much, it was really not a problem for Jue He to hold the magic blade all the time.
She originally had no idea about participating in Shura's battlefield outside the territory to obtain the qualification of a true disciple, but now it seems...
"Hey, Xiaoyu, have you ever heard of the Shura battlefield outside the territory? It was originally a planet in the universe where countless strong people lived. However, due to the raging of the demon world during the last war between gods and demons, all living beings were devastated.
There are no signs of life left, but the magic weapons and spiritual weapons used by the dead holy cultivators are all left behind."
"Brother Tiandu, I have heard of all this, but the battlefield outside the Shura territory is still full of minions of the devil. Yaksha and Shura are wandering around. If you are not careful, your body will be taken away and your spirit will be destroyed. Magical weapons, souls
The utensil is not that easy to hold."
"If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't get the tiger's cubs. Anyway, I decided to give it a try."
…
Ling Luo's eyes darkened slightly and she made up her mind.
****
One month later.
On the Zidian Peak, there is a huge formation with a radius of thousands of miles, which is personally controlled by the eight elders of Yu Gong Palace.
The formations rotate slowly, like the sun rising and setting, endlessly, and the purple lightning is like a silver snake.
The person in charge of Shura's battlefield outside the territory has always been the law enforcement elder Gong Liang.
Standing directly opposite Gong Liang were eight very long teams and one very short team.
The long team has more than 500 people, while the short team, including Ling Luo and Xuanyuan Yu, only has seven people.
The inner disciples who practiced the eight great magical powers looked at Ling Luo and his group with very strange eyes.
"No, am I blind? People from the Refinery Department actually came to participate in the trial?"
"In the battlefield outside the training area, there are only spiritual stones, minerals, magical weapons, and spiritual weapons, but no elixirs at all."
"They are definitely out of their minds, that's why they want to die on the battlefield outside Shura territory."
"It's better to die. If you die cleanly, a place like the Refinery Department where waste gathers will no longer exist. The eight elders can also feel at ease."
"Hey, don't talk nonsense. Not all the eight elders are opposed to the existence of the Refining Agency."
"Elder Songhe is the head of the eight elders, and he is opposed to it!"
"But the law enforcement elder Gong Liang has always supported the Drug Refining Administration. He single-handedly promoted the newly appointed Drug Refining Administration Ling Luo."
"I heard that Elder Songhe's favorite true disciple, Mr. Chen, is at odds with that Ling Luo."
…
There was a lot of discussion and discussion.
Ling Luo turned his head and looked at the team second from the right. That pair was the one where Young Master Chen belonged.
What Elder Songhe is best at is the Purple Lightning Palm. The group of inner disciples all have purple thunder in their eyes, making them easy to identify.
"Miss Ling, it's great that you can come and participate in the trial on Shura's outer battlefield."
Gong Liang saw Ling Luo and took the initiative to say hello with a smile.
This move immediately attracted the jealous eyes of thousands of inner disciples.
Ling Luo's eyes twitched slightly.
Is this Gong Liang deliberately trying to trap himself into injustice?
"Long time no see, Elder Gong."
The smile on her face was a little stiff.
"Miss Ling, I have an unfulfilled wish, and I hope that Miss Ling can help me."
Gong Liang lowered his voice and quietly stuffed something into Ling Luo's sleeve.
Ling Luo pinched the thing in her sleeve and fumbled around for a while, discovering that it was an animal skin.