"So, Xuan Bing Pavilion wants to take Mo Mo's property." Long Xiaoshan said in a calm tone.
"You kid, you can't understand people's words. Which sect are you from?" Wu Nan was very unlucky. He had never seen such a single-minded person.
Moreover, I ignored him from beginning to end.
Long Xiaoshan ignored him again and still looked at Ji Bingyan with a faint smile.
Ji Bingyan suddenly had a strange feeling, as if if she said yes, there would be some bad consequences. Although this feeling came out of nowhere, the young man in front of her looked ordinary, even pitiful with low cultivation.
She frowned, and suddenly stretched out her hand to stop Wu Nantian who was about to explode, and said with a smile: "This little brother is right, as the head of the sect, how can I covet the things of the younger generation? Xiaoqian, keep the spiritual weapon."
, it will be yours from now on."
Ji Bingyan handed the green ruler to the girl in green.
The girl in green stopped her hand nervously: "Master, this, this is not allowed."
Wu Nantian and others also shouted: "Master, Xiao Qian has just stepped into the Xuan level. Giving her the spiritual weapon is a waste. Why do you believe this kid's nonsense?"
"Okay, don't say any more, I have made up my mind, this green ruler will be Xiao Qian's thing from now on." Ji Bingyan said loudly.
Ji Bingyan is the head of the sect and the grandmaster of the sect, with unquestionable authority.
When she spoke like this, everyone bowed their heads in response.
But the expressions on their faces were obviously very dissatisfied. This dissatisfaction was naturally aimed at Long Xiaoshan. If Long Xiaoshan hadn't openly questioned it, Ji Bingyan would have let the spiritual weapon be released.
Xiaoqian is just a Xuan-level disciple, what is he doing with a spiritual weapon?
It can't exert much power at all.
Facing the extremely cold gazes of everyone in Xuanbing Pavilion, Long Xiaoshan turned a blind eye and smiled at Ji Bingyan: "This is not bad."
Then he turned his head and said to Xiaoqian: "Okay, little guy, I'm going to leave now. See you later."
Xiao Qianxin asked how old you are, why are you always calling me little guy like my grandfather, but at this time she was worried: "Where are you going? Are you still running around alone, are you not afraid of death? You just offended a lot
People, why don't you come with us and wait until you meet someone from your sect before leaving."
Long Xiaoshan just threw the green ruler to Xuanbing Pavilion, which was equivalent to offending all the other forces competing for the spiritual weapon.
It was okay for Long Xiaoshan to be here just now.
If a person encounters those forces later, he will most likely suffer disaster.
"Xiaoqian, the sect has sect rules. You are a junior, when will it be your turn to make a decision?" Wu Nantian scolded, and at the same time glanced at Long Xiaoshan coldly. Just now he asked Long Xiaoshan again and again.
, Long Xiaoshan ignored him.
This made him very angry. He didn't care about Long Xiaoshan's life or death.
"Master, but he..." Xiaoqian sounded a little anxious.
"Haha, okay, little guy, I have something else to do, so let's just go together. See you later." After Long Xiaoshan said that, he turned around and walked away.
Not to mention that the people in Xuanbing Pavilion didn't like him, he was too lazy to go all the way with them.
Even if what happened just now had not happened, he would not have left with Xuanbing Pavilion. He came here to look for opportunities. Naturally, he would go alone. Why would he be dragged down by a group of people?
Seeing Long Xiaoshan running so fast and disappearing into the dense vegetation of Death Valley in the blink of an eye, Xiaoqian wanted to stop him but it was too late, so she had no choice but to give up and looked at the green ruler spiritual weapon in her hand.
Her mind is still a little confused now.
Who is this?
Strangely.
Whether you take Huang Longdan in the wine restaurant, or send the spiritual tools to herself at will, it makes her unable to touch it.
He said that he was a silly bird without rivers and lakes, but he could live now.
Maybe this is the legendary silly people have stupid blessings.
Hope he is a good man.
Xiao Yan sighed. At this time, Xuan Bingge's children were already acting, and she quickly followed.
Long Xiaoshan shuttled in the Valley of Death. In order to avoid conflicts, he still hid his body. Although those who just offended in his eyes were nothing, but in order not to expose his identity so fast, he was still low -key.
This death valley.
There are many forces, not only Huaxia Hidden Gate, Japan, Southeast Asia, Europe, Europe, Australia, M, and other practitioners around the world have dived in.
The competition occurs from time to time.
But it is not just a spiritual tool.
There are also Lingcao, and even Lingdan are born.
They are all ancient things. Long Xiaoshan has been around, and four or five treasures have been seen. No wonder it has attracted so many people to see signs. This death valley is at least ancient relics, so such frequent treasures may occur.
Long Xiaoshan did not take a hand to snatch.
Because things that are born are not enough to attract him.
Whether it is a spiritual tool or a spirit Dan, although it is good, it is not uncommon for Long Xiaoshan, so he has never shot it.
Gradually, Long Xiaoshan approached the entrance of the legend.
When I arrived here, it is said that it was entangled by the power of the gods. Even the power of the great master could not enter. Many people appeared around. Long Xiaoshan was still hidden. His strength was intentionally concealed.
Then, then
Besides, the death valley is extremely dark, and thunder clouds are rolling in the sky. It does not see the sky all day long, making Long Xiaoshan easily hide.
He gradually approached and avoided many people with many forces, approaching the center.
Long Xiaoshan perceives a few strong breath.
God?
He squinted.
The god of God appeared.
At this time, he was more concentrated, and he no longer shot with a powerful divine thought. After all, the gods of God also had the thoughts.
He performed the technique of soil.
Almost integrated with the attachment.
After a while, he was standing at a high place and looked down. In front of him was a huge hourglass -shaped terrain. At the edge of the "hourglass", there were many people standing.
The most conspicuous is a dozen people.
In the dozen individuals, each deity is full of breath, or the bone fairy wind, or the cold and overbearing, or like the sun in the air, or the whole body is lingering, or the thunderbolt is wrapped around ... the breath of these people.
It is even integrated with the entire world, covering the four poles and eight directions.
Even if there are hundreds of people standing behind them.
But everyone's breath was added together, and they were also suppressed by these seven or eight people.
It is all the strong gods,
Long Xiaoshan even knew three or four of them, such as the Great Witch God, King of the Wind, King Tuman.
"So many gods are here, the entrance to the remains is in it." Long Xiaoshan's eyes turned to the depth of the "hourglass".
It seems like a deep hole, and in that hourglass eye, there seems to be some fluctuations of the formation. From time to time, there is light and rich aura.
Long Xiaoshan didn't rush to go.
Since the ruins are here, what are the gods waiting here?