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

"Ning Ruan! Realm suppression has something to do with you, right?"

Wang Jiujiu was the only one standing outside the Panxi tribe’s massacre circle.

He looked at the familiar scene in front of him with a gloomy gaze.

Just not long ago, the Nether Phoenix and Snake Charms, who had accidentally entered this small remnant world, must have been killed by him in this way.

Wang Jiujiu did not see the massacre.

But today, he saw it clearly.

Ning Ruan said softly, "Wang Jiujiu? The immortal weapon is in your hands?"

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She swallowed the spiritual fruit in her mouth and said slowly, "Yes, I did it. I already control the immortal weapon, so you guys stole it in vain."

Wang Jiujiu: “…”

Ning Ruan: "Why don't you speak? Don't you believe it?"

"..."Wang Jiujiu just asked that question based on his intuition.

But in fact, even he himself found this possibility quite ridiculous.

How could Ning Ruan be able to accomplish such a miraculous thing as suppressing one's realm?

After hearing what she said, he felt even more ridiculous.

Ning Ruan, an eighth-level cultivator, controls a magical weapon?

"Do you think you can survive? You are trapped in the magic weapon and can only be slaughtered by others. No matter who gets the magic weapon, you will die!"

Wang Jiujiu had completely lost the calmness and composure that seemed to be in control of everything. He finished speaking as if venting his anger, then gritted his teeth and looked ahead.

But in just a moment, another elder died.

"That's not necessarily true." Ning Ruan still spoke in a light tone, "I won't die, but you definitely won't survive."

Wang Jiujiu's hands were shaking violently as he held the Red Lotus Immortal Weapon.

"Take the magic weapon and leave this world. When you get out, inform your clan that the remnants of the Panxi clan are still alive!"

Wang Xuan’s voice suddenly exploded in his mind.

Wang Jiujiu opened his mouth in disbelief, but couldn't utter a word.

The elder was able to entrust the magic weapon to him, which showed that he was ready to die!

Take a deep breath.

He could only hold the magic weapon carefully and escape from here at the fastest speed in his life.

Of course the Panxi monks saw him.

But he didn't chase.

There was still a hint of sneer on the corner of his lips.

He escaped with the magic weapon.

With that weird human female cultivator around, it would be strange if we could escape.

He did not forget that this guy from the Shadow Clan and the one in the magic weapon did not have a very good relationship!

“Hahaha, even the heavens are protecting me. I was just worried about not being able to find the Shadow Clan to kill, and you guys just showed up at my doorstep!”

The Panxi monks killed with great pleasure!

And the other side.

The five tribes were also fighting in one place.

It seemed as if all the dissatisfaction and resentment accumulated in the past few days burst out today.

Teacher Duan was eager to save people and was the first to break out of the encirclement.

But when he wanted to chase after her again, Yan Liang appeared.

He stopped in front of Instructor Duan and sent a message, "I think we can wait a little longer. My junior sister should have her own plan."

Teacher Duan raised his eyes slightly, "Should? How do you know?"

"I guessed." Yan Liang held the sword, "The magic weapon flew out by itself. It must be controlled by her."

Instructor Duan was choked: "Ning Ruan controls the immortal weapon?"

Yan Liang raised his chin slightly, with an expression of 'what's wrong with this', "Of course, so she must have her own plan."

"..." Mentor Duan couldn't understand what plans a person in the eighth realm could have when surrounded by such powerful people?

But he still tried his best to calm his tone and sent a message, "Aren't you afraid that her plan will fail? Or that she doesn't have a plan at all?"

"Impossible, she must have it." Yan Liang said firmly, "If we go there rashly, it will definitely ruin her plan."

"If it wasn't intentional, the immortal weapon wouldn't have suddenly flown away. She must have her reasons for leading the Shadow Clan away."

Teacher Duan: “…”

Intellectually, these words were too absurd and he shouldn't believe them.

But when he thought that the person was Ning Ruan, a woman with so many secrets that sometimes even his mentor couldn't help but want to get to know her.

Then I thought, perhaps, it is possible that the magic weapon could be controlled by her.

"I'll wait for another incense stick. After that, I'll go over."

Yan Liang pondered for a moment and nodded, "One stick of incense is enough."

Teacher Duan: “…” He must be crazy. He actually believed such outrageous nonsense!

……

Ning Ruan didn't know when the human race would catch up with the Panxi tribe.

So she wasn't going to delay.

Wang Jiujiu was on his way back to the City Lord's Mansion with the magic weapon.

The magic weapon seemed to have self-awareness and suddenly flew out.

Wang Jiujiu was stunned for a moment and hurriedly chased after the magic weapon.

But before he could take the magic weapon back again, a familiar figure flew out from the magic weapon.

"Ning Ruan!"

He screamed.

The shock and fear in his eyes almost became tangible.

I couldn't believe what I saw!

Ning Ruan actually came out of the magic weapon by herself!

Do not!

They guessed wrong!

Realm suppression is related to immortal weapons and Ning Ruan!

She can control the magic weapon!

As if to confirm his guess, Ning Ruan chuckled and waved her hand, and the magic weapon flew into her hands very cooperatively.

Wang Jiujiu's pupils suddenly shrank.

The next moment, he turned around and ran away.

Escape towards the City Lord's Mansion.

Ning Ruan took the magic weapon and followed slowly.

"Don't run, don't you want to kill me?"

"How can you take my life if you run away?"

Her gentle voice, like a messenger from hell, slowly entered Wang Jiujiu's ears from behind.

It was obvious that he was only a cultivator of the tenth realm, while Ning Ruan was only at the peak of the eighth realm... Yes, when Ning Ruan came out of the magic weapon, he discovered that she had reached the peak of the eighth realm.

The spiritual energy in his body fluctuated violently, and it seemed that he could break through to the ninth level at any time.

She was just suppressing me.

However, even though this cultivator had a cultivation level far lower than his, he did not even have the slightest desire to fight him.

escape!

As long as he can escape to the City Lord's Mansion, he can use the magic weapon to cause chaos again. Even if he loses the magic weapon, he does not want to die in this unknown little remnant world!

Wang Jiujiu, who was fleeing frantically, suddenly realized with horror that his cultivation level was declining!

He was the only one who fell!

Ning Ruan's cultivation behind him did not change at all.

Ten realms.

Nine realms.

Eight realms.

The realm is falling.

The speed of escape also became slower and slower.

Wang Jiujiu was left with only despair.

The sword light behind him was bright and dazzling.

Wang Jiujiu had to stop and dodge sideways.

"It seems like you can't escape."