On the other side, the descendants who fled separately were almost scattered.
Zhou Xingyun and Xue Yu ran together, and all the swordsmen's natal swords were in the mustard bag. This was the most stomach-ache.
People outside the venue gathered around the other sects and started pointing:
"Ye Qiao has a mustard bag."
"She should have given it to Duan Hengdao in the first place. Then she should have given it to those who passed on it personally. At least there would be a mustard bag and a chance to fight back."
At least it won't be this one-sided situation.
"But what if the cross sword plan fails? Will the mustard bag be sent back to the demons? It is the best choice for her to hold it. At least it can ensure that the mustard bag will not be taken away by the demons."
The descendants were all running for their lives. No one knew that Ye Qiao had a mustard bag in his hand, and since it had been so long, Ye Qiao should have gone out.
"At least one of our sect ran out." Mingxuan gasped and threw out the few talismans he had on him.
At least he wasn't wiped out by the group.
"When I die, I don't know if my father will buy me the most expensive cemetery."
Xue Yu glanced at him and said, "Don't think about it, you are dead. Rest in peace."
"You are so bad." Mu Zhongxi clicked her tongue, "Why do you want to crush the boy's last wish?"
After deliberation for a while, several sword cultivators chose to stop the two Nascent Souls and let the other disciples run away.
"The talisman cultivator stays." Ye Qinghan said: "If you throw away any talisman or whatever, quickly set up the formation and let the alchemy cultivator and the weapon cultivator go first."
All the things that can be used for alchemy and weapon repair are in the mustard bag, so there is no use leaving them.
Fu Xiu can also leave behind the formation.
Yun Que subconsciously wanted to run away, but was pulled back ruthlessly by Ming Xuan. The young man's clear voice was slightly raised, and his peach-blossom eyes stared straight at her, "Why are you running away? Aren't you a Fu cultivator?"
"Who wants to die with you!" Yun Que completely lost control of his emotions, "Why do you want me to stay?"
"You didn't have the consciousness to sacrifice your life before becoming a personal disciple, so why do you do it as a personal disciple?" Chu Xingzhi sneered, "This is the world of cultivation."
Yun Que bit her lip and held back her tears, "What about Ye Qiao? She's already run away, why shouldn't I be allowed to run! She used to run faster than anyone else, why should she only talk about me?" She was so wronged.
People are selfish, so why should she be required to give selflessly?
Chu Xingzhi choked slightly for a moment.
"Why didn't she run away if she could?" Shen Ziwei was stunned, "Besides, who told you that Ye Qiao ran away?"
This is really a huge misunderstanding.
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Currently unable to find a way to fly up, the two of them could only continue walking inside, trying to see if there was a way out.
Ye Qiao: "There are so many dead bones. It seems that many people died."
"They should all be casual cultivators." When Song Hansheng said this, there was also disdain for casual cultivators in every word.
Ye Qiao was speechless: "Now is the time, please put aside your class discrimination and thank you."
Song Hansheng snorted coldly.
Ye Qiao stretched out his hand and pulled the KFC over who jumped down with him.
The duo looked at each other and focused on the only phoenix that could fly up unimpeded.
"Hey, hey, hey, KFC." Ye Qiao looked at it with bright eyes: "Can you be a little bigger and take us two up?"
It looked at Ye Qiao with a look like "Are you crazy?"
Even if you think about it with your toes, you know this is impossible.
KFC is small, and two people would probably crush it down. Others might not think of flying on a monster beast. After all, mounts and monsters are different. Facts have proved that practice brings true knowledge. Although Ye Qiao is often beaten by Red Bird
She was jumping up and down, but she also told everyone with her sexy moves.
You can really fly on a monster beast.
Ye Qiao touched his chin and began to think of other ways to get out, "Since there are monsters like spiders, I guess there must be other monsters here."
Song Hansheng had no expression on his face and said coldly: "Just tell me what you want to do?" After all, they have been hurting each other for so long, and Ye Qiao never gets into trouble when he speaks.
"Let's do this, let's divide the work." Ye Qiao put his hands behind his back and smiled slightly: "You set up an array to protect me. I will use the bamboo shoots to attract those monsters. I will choose a monster that can take us up, and the other monsters will follow.
Solve it."
"How about it?"
Song Han laughed angrily, "Are you leaving the harem here to choose a concubine?"
Also pick a monster.
But I have to say that this method is feasible.
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"No, what are those direct descendants of the Changming Sect doing?"
"The numbers on the jade slips of the Changming Sect have been moved."
Who did it?
They were all arrested on the first day, and now all the descendants are busy running away. The numbers haven't moved for a long time. But just when everyone was worried about the situation of their children, the numbers moved strangely.
The Changming Sect's numbers soared directly to the first place.
The number one Wenjian Sect originally had about a hundred demon beasts, and the Chang Ming Sect had four or sixty before. They rounded up the number, and you don't have to think about it to know who did it.
Changming Sect is now firmly ranked first and has a growing trend.
are you crazy?
Who would be so desperate to escape and still have the time to deal with a few monsters???
At the bottom of the cliff, the moment I took out the bamboo shoots, monsters swarmed up in a short time.
As expected, their cultivation levels are not high, and they all look weird. Ye Qiao frowned, "Did they just grow randomly because no one can see them in a place like this?"
Song Hansheng couldn't get this kind of cold joke, and his tone was cold: "Stop talking nonsense, pick it up quickly."
"This?" Ye Qiao clicked his tongue and pointed at the blue bird not far away.
"Too fat."
Ye Qiao: "The black one?"
"Too ugly."
Ye Qiao: "You have so many things to do."
Other monsters: "..." Although they didn't understand, they became surprisingly angry and manic.
While the two were having a meaningless conversation, Ye Qiao was urging the sword skills. Although there was a level gap between them and those golden elixir stage monsters, Song Hansheng set up a formation nearby to assist them. With their cooperation, they temporarily controlled the situation.
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In the end, Ye Qiao chose a red bird, then threw the bamboo shoot into the field, pointing at the golden elixir stage monster, "It's so big, isn't it just for us to ride on? Song Hansheng, that's it.
Get rid of the other monsters quickly so we can ride them out."
Song Hansheng's mouth twitched, as expected of you.
"Go ahead." He took a deep breath, "I'll draw some defensive talismans, the formation won't last this long."
There were not many talismans left, and it was rare that he didn't have to flee. Song Hansheng simply drew his energy on the spot, connected his spiritual consciousness with the langhao pen and started to draw the talismans.
The talisman was very useful at the bottom of the cliff. The two of them used it a lot, but now they really don't have enough.
Ye Qiao nodded upon seeing this and did not disturb him. He chose to deal with the attracted monsters.
Anyway, she has a lot of mustard seed bags, and if she can't defeat them, she can still use the elixir, talisman, and magic weapon.
Ye Qiao experienced the happiness of resource dog for the first time.ωωw..net
Song Hansheng drew the talisman quickly, several times in a row, and his face turned a lot whiter.
Seeing his miserable look, knowing that this was the result of overdraft of his spiritual consciousness, Ye Qiao used the bamboo shoots to swipe away the monster that was approaching, and kindly asked: "Can you continue like this?"
She usually draws the talisman and becomes conscious when she is overdrawn, then wakes up to draw, and then faints after drawing, and so on.
Song Han said: "Yes." After saying that, the blood under his nose started to flow again.
He wiped the blood with an expressionless expression.
The head can be cut off, the blood can be shed, but the face cannot be lost.
He is the most outstanding generation of talisman cultivators in the Yue Qing Sect.
"Forget it." Ye Qiao looked at the familiar scene of him losing too much blood and fainting in the next second, and was silent for a moment, "I'll paint it."
The Bamboo Shoot in her hand activated the Qingfeng Jue, and she fired another Qingfeng move. The surrounding area was instantly empty, "Just set up an array to block these monsters. I'll draw the talisman."
Fighting monsters is easy, but the difficulty is drawing the talisman. To repair and draw the talisman, you need a quiet place and full concentration to succeed. Song Hansheng's level is incredible, not a single one failed in this environment.
Ye Qiao sighed, the reason why the chief is the chief is not unreasonable.
"You know how to draw talisman?" Song Hansheng glanced at her. No one had ever seen Ye Qiao's ability to draw talisman. Her level is still a mystery.
This kind of talisman that can save lives at critical moments will break if you are not careful, and the success rate is extremely low. When Song Hansheng first came into contact with this kind of talisman, it took him a long time to figure it out.
The advantage of two talisman cultivation is that if one's spiritual consciousness is overdrawn, the other can also pick up the slack.
Ye Qiao: "Yes." After saying this, she couldn't help but doubt her life for a moment.
Do you look like the kind of idle talisman cultivator who can only set up formations but not draw talisman?
Song Hansheng's Consciousness Sea couldn't hold it any longer, so he threw his wolf-hair pen to her and urged: "Please hurry up."
Everyone has different talents in drawing talismans. If you are too fast and careless, it will be easily ruined. Therefore, if you are less talented, you need to draw strokes one by one when repairing talisman.
He didn't expect Ye Qiao to be very fast with his talent, but at least he wouldn't be like Yun Que.
The speed at which Yun Que used to draw a stroke and take a break almost caused Song Hansheng to have a cerebral thrombosis out of anger.
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Six thousand and five thousand for two chapters, don’t say I’m done with it, wow, wow, I’m really busy