I saw two middle-aged men in red robes coming down from the red flying boat. One had short hair and the other was bald. Their robes were both engraved with a sun-like mark. This is the mark of the Lieyang Sect, the third of the ten sects.
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In front of the two people from the Lieyang Sect, there was an exquisite long bow floating in front of them. The bow and arrows were engraved with countless complex patterns and exuded a scorching flame that made the air nearby distort.
There was a slight sweat on their faces, but they looked very excited.
"This pseudo-magic weapon of Senior Brother Ouyang is really powerful. With the secret technique he gave us, it can be used for such a long time. It just consumes more mana."
Among them, the short-haired man in red robe said with emotion.
Another bald man chuckled and said, "Senior Brother, this Fierce Sun Bow was made for him by the elders in the Nascent Soul stage. We are not yet able to exert its maximum power, but even so, it can easily seriously injure the enemy."
Then the bald man changed his mind and looked at the man and woman next to him who had just gotten off the black flying boat.
"But the ghost claws of the two Taoist friends from the Ghost Spirit Sect are amazing. Not only are they fast, they also have the effect of concealment."
"Although these two people are average in strength, they are at least true foundation-building Dzogchen monks. In both battles, they were accurately controlled by the ghost claws."
The male disciple of the Ghost Spirit Sect looks very young, with small eyes and thick eyebrows, and a faint shadow between his eyebrows. The other one is a tall, slender and beautiful woman.
At this time, a spiritual light flashed on the hand of the male cultivator of the Ghost Spirit Sect, and a magic weapon that looked like a gray bone claw floated over not far away, the size of an ordinary person's hand, and there was a storage bag hooked on one of the bone fingers.
The face of the short-haired man who spoke before from the Lieyang Sect changed and he said: "I didn't expect that Fellow Daoist Fei had such strong control over this fake magic weapon. He actually took the opportunity to fish out the opponent's storage bag."
The male cultivator surnamed Fei of the Ghost Spirit Sect grabbed the storage bag in his hand and chuckled: "Your sect's Fiery Sun Bow has amazing attack power. If my sect's Ghost Claw doesn't make some achievements in other places, how can we compete with the Fierce Sun Sect?"
compete."
Another woman from the Ghost Spirit Gate looked calm and looked at the few people silently without saying a word.
The bald man looked at Yu Yifeng, a senior brother and sister lying on the ground, looking at them with hatred on their faces, and said: "These two people were seriously injured before, and now they were injured by our two fake magic weapons. Their injuries were aggravated, and they are no longer injured.
There is no backhand."
"Fellow Daoist Fei, I'd better throw out the contents of this storage bag and take a look. Since we have joined forces to pursue them, it is natural that the spoils should be distributed reasonably."
The man surnamed Fei felt the long bow becoming hot in front of the bald man, and then glanced at the still silent woman next to him.
After pondering for a moment, he said: "Okay, although these two casual cultivators seem to be worth a lot of money, we don't have to fight to the death with two fellow Taoists for this."
Next, the man surnamed Fei opened the storage bag and dropped the scattered materials on the floor.
Not far away, Ding Yifeng and Song Ping'er could only fall to the ground and watch their four opponents search their storage bags without making any moves.
Because they had fought a battle before, they were no longer able to use their pseudo-magic weapons. In addition, they had just been jointly attacked by the enemy. They were injured even more. After falling from a high altitude, their muscles and bones were injured, and their bodies could not move. In order to
It’s not easy to even open your mouth to control your injuries.
"Hey, are these two people refining masters? This storage bag is full of various refining materials."
The man surnamed Fei's eyes lit up slightly. He looked at the material of this storage bag and showed a more greedy look. The ghost claw just grabbed one storage bag, which means that the other storage bags should be filled with
Various magical instruments.
There will also be two false magic weapons.
The Burning Sun Bow and the Ghost Claw were both lent by their senior brothers. They did not have any fake magic weapons themselves, and fake magic weapons were extremely attractive to them.
You know, even if they advance to the Danjie stage in this demonic island, they are still far away from obtaining the magic weapon of the Danjie stage.
Generally, newly promoted monks in the pill-forming stage will first obtain a pseudo-magic weapon to accompany them to ensure their strength. For monks in the pill-forming stage, although the pseudo-magic weapon is not as good as the magic weapon, it can already exert part of the strength of the pill-forming stage.
"Hey, what is that?"
Just as the man surnamed Fei looked greedily at his opponent, the silent woman beside him suddenly spoke, her voice clear and clear.
Then they saw a fiery red token float out from a pile of materials on the ground. It floated up and rotated slightly. After hearing the woman's words, several people looked at it intently. They found that it was a sect token with "Yueyang Sect" engraved on the front.
, on the back is engraved "Weapon Refining Peak".
"Yueyang Sect?"
"A disciple of the Yueyang Sect's Weapon Refining Peak?"
"The Immortal Cultivating Sect that was famous for its weapon refining skills and was destroyed by that Demonic Spirit Sect?"
After seeing the words on the token clearly, these people showed great joy. As elite disciples of the ten sects of Chu State, of course they knew what was happening in the immortal world of Wei State.
The entire Yueyang Sect was wiped out, and even the Yuanying Stage monks did not know whether they were alive or dead. However, it is said that several Foundation Establishment Stage disciples escaped with the treasures in the sect.
Could it be the two people in front of them? The four people looked at this bag of weapon refining materials and immediately believed in this guess a little more. Their eyes showed a look of heat and vigilance.
The two monks from the Lieyang Sect calmly took two steps back. The Lieyang Bow in front of them slowly ignited with flames, and the Ghost Spirit Claw of the Ghost Spirit Sect disciple also floated, emitting a faint gray light.
When the woman who had been silent saw this scene, a playful smile appeared on her lips.
The two groups of monks had been friendly just now and planned to divide the spoils evenly. However, when they discovered that there were probably treasures from the Yueyang Sect in the storage bags, they immediately turned into a tense confrontation.
At this moment, there was a sudden thunder and lightning crackle coming from a distance, causing these people to look up.
"Hey, what is that?"
In the distant sky, a group of purple plasma-like escaping light was seen shooting from a distance. It was extremely fast, a few points faster than the speed of a normal Foundation-Building Dzogchen flying magic weapon.
Moreover, the four of them vaguely saw the figure of a man in the lightning flash.
Just when the expressions of several people became more and more nervous, this plasma escape light had already passed over their heads and flew into the distance.
Several people looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief. They could clearly see that the man in the light did not use any flying magic weapon and was completely flying in the air.
On Demon Island, there are only foundation-building monks.
These people come from the ten sects, and they all know that the top foundation-building Dzogchen monks can fly in the air through various secret techniques and with their deep and pure magic power and spiritual consciousness.
However, only the top monks of this level among the ten sects can achieve this.
But this person just now clearly had thunder-attribute skills. It seems that none of the ten disciples who came to Demon Island this time practiced thunder-attribute skills.
These four people couldn't help but have doubts in their minds.
Soon, they put aside their confusion and continued to confront each other, and the atmosphere became increasingly tense.