I am a mage and a wet nurse, so using seven swords is not too much, right?

At this time, the human race’s fairy palace.

Wang Jiujiu has arrived.

But those who came were not only the Lingmu Clan and the Baicao Ling Clan, but also the young masters of the three clans who had just participated in the war.

"Immortal power... Such a strong immortal power."

As soon as the young master of the leopard tribe entered the fairy palace, he couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.

If it wasn't inappropriate, he would even want to practice right here.

The young master of the snake clan looked around, with a certain fear in his red snake eyes, "The immortal... the one pretending to be an immortal that the lord mentioned is really not here?"

The cultivator of the Baicao Spirit Clan, who once had the thirteenth realm of cultivation but had just recovered to the tenth realm, looked back at the other party coldly, "There is no breath of any living creature here, are you afraid?"

The young master of the snake tribe quickly responded: "How could it be? Those guys pretended to be immortals and deceived us for so long. Once they are found, I will kill them with my own hands."

Wang Jiujiu ignored the group of guys who insisted on following him.

His speed was increasing.

There was an indelible excitement and surprise in his eyes.

Immortal weapon!

This is the magic weapon!

I found it without any effort!

Seeing him suddenly speed up, the others had to follow.

But right now!

A purple thunder suddenly exploded, and the sound alone was enough to make the young masters of the three tribes and the immortal servants who came with them spit out blood on the spot.

The expression of the cultivator of the Baicao Spiritual Clan who was following closely behind Wang Jiujiu suddenly changed, and he blurted out, "It's a formation!"

"Shut up!" Wang Jiujiu shouted, and casually threw out a defensive spiritual weapon, "Block the thunder for me, I will break the formation."

The Herb Spirit Clan cultivator nodded hastily, "Okay, okay."

As far as the formation was concerned, he was quite confident in Wang Jiujiu.

In fact, it does.

When the defensive spiritual weapon began to break, the endless purple lightning above his head suddenly disappeared.

The formation is broken!

But before everyone could rejoice for a moment, countless sword lights swept towards them again.

Fast!

Swift!

In just a moment, two immortal servants were pierced by the sword light and fell on their backs without any power to resist.

The dilated pupils still revealed shock.

Do not look down.

When have the cultivators of the three tribes ever seen such a scene?

"What's going on? Hasn't that formation been broken by the adults?"

The young leader of the Leopard Clan had a trembling voice, and his tone was full of doubt, but he didn't dare to show it too obviously.

Wang Jiujiu glanced at him coldly, then took out a defensive spiritual weapon and threw it to the cultivator of the Baicao Spirit Clan.

The other party quickly took it and without caring about others, hurriedly protected Wang Jiujiu.

So that he could concentrate on breaking the formation.

This time the break time was slightly shorter than before.

As soon as the formation was broken, the Lingmu Clan cultivator who felt that his work was stolen spoke excitedly: "The guy who set up the formation must have never thought that Fellow Daoist Wang could break his formation so quickly. Not to mention two people, even three or five people would not be enough."

The voice just fell.

There was only a loud bang.

The familiar and powerful thunder exploded above everyone's head again.

One after another.

The speed of its fall was even faster than the previous thunder array!

Wang Jiujiu: “???”

I... especially...

……

The moment the nesting doll formation was activated, Ning Ruan was sitting on her flying bed.

The flying bed is controlled by Yan Liang, who has the highest level of cultivation.

There is no way, the speed of spiritual energy recovery is fast again.

Ning Ruan, who was at the eighth level, naturally felt nothing.

But the others have recovered to the tenth level.

If they continue at this speed, they won't even be able to catch up with the guy in front of them, and they might even be chased by him.

So she could only take out the fastest flying bed.

Coupled with one acceleration talisman after another, it was enough to make the dimpled young man's eyes shine.

The effect is significantly improved.

After a while, with the help of spiritual sense, everyone saw the figure flying rapidly in front of them.

It has two horns on its head, a long tail, and a human body.

Yun Yin opened her eyes wide, "This...isn't this...the Panxi tribe?"

Ning Ruan asked: "Do you know them?"

Yun Yin nodded, and thought carefully about what Ning Ruan had said before, and suddenly revealed an expression of sudden enlightenment, "So that's it."

"This is the Panxi tribe. This tribe was exterminated by the Ying tribe five hundred years ago. Isn't this a connection? The ones who broke into this world pretending to be immortals were from the Panxi tribe."

Thinking in this way, it is understandable why the Shadow Clan wanted to destroy the Panxi Clan five hundred years ago.

A magical weapon!

It's so reasonable to destroy a clan just for the magic weapon!

Ying Bei rubbed his hands in anticipation, "No matter which tribe he is from, let's go over and kill him first... Hey, wait, has he stopped?"