As if he was a talkative, Dao Huo'er chirped: "I probably can't beat Su Xinglan. Besides, that's your third uncle. Fighting with him is like killing each other."
"You do the hard work, and I'll try to help you hold the masked woman down."
Suning reached out and touched Dao Huo'er's head, and used his mind to check the feather of the tea bird placed in the Qiankun bag. He was sure that the little girl was not lying and that she was not an imaginary object. He then relaxed and said seriously.
: "Huo'er, this world is very different from what I remember. It has broken away from all the clues I had in advance."
"I don't know where the seal of the Heaven-Shaking Divine Halberd is, or even..."
There was a slight pause in his tone, and he said bluntly: "I am the only descendant of Jiang Lin'an's spirit before his soul dissipates. I am the only one who knows the secret technique of sensing the halberd spirit and communicating with it."
"Under the premise that we are in the same realm, I can use secret techniques to find it even if it is thousands of miles apart."
"But now..."
With a sigh, Suning shook his head with a wry smile, and strode forward: "To tell you the truth, ever since I stepped into this paradise, I have used secret techniques to summon it countless times, but I have never received a response."
Dao Huo'er took out two spiritual fruits from his sleeves in a strange way, wiped them casually, then threw one of them to Suning with a playful smile and said: "If you can't find it, you can't find it. If you can't find it,
It is estimated that no one in this world can find the Heaven-Shaking Divine Halberd."
"Just in time, Duan Ziqian's bamboo basket failed, and we all ended up feeling relaxed."
"What a great thing, why not do it?"
Suning took the spirit fruit, took a bite, chewed it carefully and said, "I'm afraid that Wen Dian may have some tricks up his sleeve, which we can't control."
Dao Huo'er pondered: "You mean, maybe the masked woman will find the Heaven-Shaking Divine Halberd before you?"
Suning nodded and said, "Yes."
"After all, Jiang Lin'an was born in the Wen Palace and was taught carefully by Duan Ziqian."
"The old fox works step by step, never starts early if there is no profit, and never does anything that loses money."
"I doubt......"
Looking around vigilantly, Suning's lips trembled, and he said with a secret voice: "I suspect that this cave has been rearranged."
Dao Huo'er was surprised and said: "What?"
"you you you......"
Swallowing her saliva, she tightly grasped the spirit fruit in her hand and said a little at a loss: "Are you sure?"
Suning replied: "Half."
Dao Huo'er was waiting for further questioning, but at this moment, there was a faint fluctuation in the mountains ahead.
"who?"
Suning put her fingers together and took the picture brazenly.
"rub."
What responded to him was a short knife with a sudden cold light.
The blade is pointed upward, and the blade's glow is several feet long.
After a flash, the shadow of the knife touched the palm as expected, and instantly turned into thousands of bright lights and faded away.
Suning squinted and looked around, and saw a young man with a dull expression and dull eyes suspended in the air above the leafy tree.
He was wearing the purple robe of a direct disciple of the Martial Palace, his hands dropped to his waist, and he stared coldly at Suning and Dao Huo'er a hundred meters away.
Like a half-dead person with no breath at all.
Behind him, about seven or eight meters away, was a Wen Dian masked woman wearing a loose black robe and carrying a long sword on her back.
The jade hands are crossed and placed on the lower abdomen, smiling and playful.
Four people with eight eyes, looking at each other in pairs.
Dao Huo'er whispered: "Yigou, they seem to be waiting for us."
"Don't rush to take action, be careful of scams."
Suning completely ignored the Wen Dian masked woman because the two had fought against each other in the small world of China.
I barely know the basics and can fight evenly.
Moreover, by integrating the powerful demon body of the Heavenly Demon and the Ancient One, he is confident that he will be able to stabilize the masked woman in twenty years.
Not to mention killing it easily, gaining the upper hand is almost certain.
But for a while, Suning really couldn't figure out this direct disciple of Wudian who was qualified to represent Su Xinglan in the battle.
Not mentioning his cultivation level, he asked himself that he couldn't do this strange method of condensing his own aura.