Shocked, everyone except Master has a vest

Hua Chao and Qin Xier looked at Jia Luo and took a step back vigilantly.

"Master, is it Buddhist etiquette to interfere with other people's fights?" Qin Xier spoke sharply and made a gesture to retract the magic sword.

“Not really, but this test of self-examination has the same origin as that of my Buddhist master. I hope that Mr. Qin will give up the quota to this poor monk.” The shackles fell and his words were polite, his aura remained undiminished, and the ten thousand-character Dharma wheel was not extinguished.

As the young master of the Dragon Soul Sect, Qin Xier always had her way and pointed at Qin Muyue angrily.

"This guy from Wuji Sect is also your competitor, Master. Why do you want me to withdraw?"

"I am the master's ally, and you are not." Qin Muyue took out the Qiu Shui Sword and the puppet, and walked over with a wicked smile.

"I'm sorry, I'm also an ally of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect. As for the Heart-Searching Array, as long as the winner is the one in the end, we can decide who is the hero after the three of us survive to the end." Hua Chao raised his eyebrows, put away his magic sword, and retreated to a position where he could watch the show.

Qin Xier's eyes were gloomy. The situation was not good for her, but as the young master of the Dragon Soul Sect, it was absolutely impossible for her to admit defeat to Qin Muyue.

As the saying goes, if you take a step back, the sky will be wider; if you endure for a while, the more you think about it, the angrier you will get.

She took a deep breath, quickly formed seals with her hands, muttered something, and a powerful spiritual energy surged out of her body.

"Qin Muyue, if I can't get the ring, you can forget about getting any good results!" Qin Xier's voice was full of unquestionable meaning.

"Ah?" Qin Muyue, who was caught in the crossfire for no reason, looked confused.

Qin Xier naturally had reasons for targeting Qin Muyue. At the entrance to the secret realm, the other party was arrogant and injured her father.

After entering the secret realm, she actually saw the imperial order Qin Ziyang issued to the entire Dragon Soul Sect: Do not attack Qin Muyue, and if you can't escape, hand over all your belongings with both hands.

This is the only way for the young master Qin Xier. Qin Ziyang, who issued this order, will naturally compensate them.

But Qin Xier remembered that the Dragon Soul Sect was not like that. No matter how strong Qin Muyue's background was, they could just find a way to kill him and then put the blame on other sects.

It has to be said that this imperial decree made Qin Xier very disappointed with her father, and she even hated Qin Muyue.

A gigantic war pet stepped out from the void, its body was as huge as a mountain, its scales shone with cold light, and its sharp eyes revealed endless fighting spirit.

The Dragon Soul Sect's unique spiritual beast, the Dragon Scale War Elephant, although its cultivation has been suppressed to the Nascent Soul stage by the secret realm, its aura has far surpassed that of a Nascent Soul.

At the same time, several puppets appeared around Qin Xier. They had different shapes, some holding long swords, some holding red tassel spears, and each of them exuded a powerful aura.

These puppets are guards carefully crafted by the sect, which undoubtedly increases her chances of winning.

"Come on, let me see how well you have trained your Dragon Yin. Can it hurt these iron corners?" Qin Xier smiled provocatively at Qin Muyue.

Jia Luo shook his head slightly. Master was right. The women living down the mountain should not be messed with.

The swastika Dharma Wheel slowly rotated behind him, emitting a peaceful and powerful Buddhist energy.

"Amitabha, since Mr. Qin has made up his mind, I will accompany you." The figure of Jia Luo looked particularly solemn under the shining Buddha's light.

Qin Muyue gently swung the Qiu Shui sword in his hand, and a sword energy cut through the sky.

The puppets around Qin Xier also moved and stood in front of their master.

The energy of Qin Muyue's Qiu Shui sword was as strong as a rainbow, pointing directly at Qin Xier.

But they were blocked one by one by the puppets. These puppets were made of many rare spiritual materials and were extremely strong.

Qin Xier's dragon-scale war elephant was not to be outdone. It let out an earth-shaking roar and rushed forward with its huge body, causing the ground to tremble slightly with every step.

Its target was Qin Muyue, and its momentum seemed to want to crush its opponent into pulp.

When Qin Muyue saw this, a trace of solemnity flashed in her eyes.

She quickly retreated, while practicing the sword-controlling technique, and the Autumn Water Sword drew streaks of sword light in the air, trying to block the attack of the Dragon Scale War Elephant.

However, the power of the Dragon Scale War Elephant was far beyond Qin Muyue's expectations, and its impact force was so great that even Qin Muyue's Dragon Heritage Qi could not completely block it.

At this moment, Jia Luo made his move. His Wan Zi Dharma Wheel suddenly accelerated its rotation, releasing rays of Buddha's light, blocking the charge of the Dragon Scale War Elephant.

"Amitabha, Mr. Qin, leave this to me." The voice of the shackle was calm and powerful.

Qin Muyue's pressure was reduced, but she was still in some danger under the siege of four Yuanying stage puppets.

Qin Xier did not stop there. She formed seals with her hands again and cast a fire-based magic spell. A phoenix-shaped flame flew out.

Qin Muyue saw this and knew she could not retreat any further, so she used the Eight Dragon Gods' Strange Fire, infused the fire with spiritual energy, and a violent flash explosion pushed the four puppets out.

He raised his right hand wearing the Suzaku Soul Bracelet, which was shining with red light, easily blocking Qin Xier's fire magic.

The fire-avoiding effect of the Suzaku Heart-Protecting Feathers is extraordinary; most fires below the divine beast level in the world are useless to her.

At the same time, the Wan Zi Dharma Wheel in the shackles drew a series of Buddhist seals in the air, trapping the dragon-scale war elephant in the middle of the chains transformed from the holy seals.

The battle became more and more intense. Hua Chao watched the excitement from the side, with a glimmer of excitement in his eyes.

Although Qin Xier's fire-based spiritual magic is powerful, it seems powerless in front of Qin Muyue's Suzaku Soul Bracelet.

There was a hint of surprise in Qin Xier's eyes. She didn't expect that Qin Muyue actually possessed such a powerful protective magic weapon.

Although Qin Muyue was suppressed by the puppets during the battle, she manipulated two spiritual treasures to block the attacks, displayed her body skills in mid-air, and after hitting a puppet with the power of Dragon's Yin in her palm, she flew to another target.

The Qiu Shui sword was in the hands of the puppet Xiaoying. He helped Qin Muyue to protect his back. The sword flashed, pierced through a puppet's shoulder, and left in an instant.

Qin Muyue released Long Yin with one hand, and his fingertips made various hand seals. Long Yin weaved a giant net to separate the group of puppets.

At the same time, she secretly circulated her spiritual power, preparing to use the dragon soul in her sea of ​​consciousness to deliver the most powerful attack.

Qin Xier felt the change in Qin Muyue's breath, and she vaguely sensed a hint of danger.

The Wan Zi Dharma Wheel that fell from the yoke drew golden Buddhist seals in the air, and immediately transformed into thousands of palm-shaped golden lights that scattered and bombarded the four Nascent Soul puppets, making them retreat again and again.

Qin Muyue felt the pressure suddenly relieved. She concentrated all the spiritual energy in her body and secretly contacted Wang Yu's dragon soul.

[Senior, it’s time to fight side by side]

Wang Yu's dragon soul swam in his sea of ​​consciousness and responded with a long dragon roar.

At this moment, Qin Muyue suddenly activated her unique skill - Dragon God Eight Transformations. Her figure became blurred in an instant, as if she had transformed into eight dragon shadows, attacking Qin Xier from different angles.

Although Qin Xier reacted quickly, she could only try her best to resist such a strange attack.

Her puppets were suppressed by the shackles and could not come back to help.

Although Qin Xier was at a disadvantage, she did not give up. She took a deep breath, and the spiritual power in her body began to surge wildly.

However, at this moment, the Lingbao Pagoda above Qin Muyue's head flickered.

Xiaoying's puppet appeared behind Qin Xier like a ghost, and pointed a finger at her spiritual power node.

Qin Xier's spiritual power was instantly disordered, and then she was greeted by Qin Muyue's palm flashing with dragon's golden light.

With a crackling sound, all her protective measures were broken, and the power of Dragon's Heritage slammed heavily into the Jade Dragon Talisman of the Fusion Stage.

Qin Xier smiled and was about to stab Qin Muyue in the vitals with a sword.

Suddenly, a dragon shadow appeared, and the silver dragon soul circled around the girl, and lashed Qin Xier away with its tail.

Qin Xier was whipped away by the silver dragon soul's tail, and her body was like a kite with a broken string, drawing a long arc in the air.

She felt that the spiritual energy in her body became disordered under the impact of the power of Dragon's Yin, and her internal organs seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, causing unbearable pain.

"Cough cough..." Qin Xier spat out a mouthful of blood, and her face instantly turned as pale as paper.

"You have a dragon soul? And...you are about to form a Nascent Soul at any time?" Qin Xier could not accept this result. The pride of her hundred-year-old Nascent Soul was useless in front of Qin Muyue.

There is a huge difference between a Nascent Soul cultivator who possesses a dragon soul and an ordinary dragon soul cultivator.

It is a mountain that Qin Xier cannot overcome now.

Qin Muyue did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but stood quietly in mid-air, watching Qin Xier's falling figure.

She casually took out the soul-binding rope and tied Qin Xier tightly.

Qin Xier fell heavily to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Tied up by the Soul Binding Rope, she found that her spiritual power could no longer be condensed, and the severe pain in her body made her unbearable.

"Qin Muyue...you...I...there is a roar of a Mahayana dragon soul in my Jade Dragon Talisman. You will be attacked by the dragon roar before you kill me. And I have Qin Ziyang's spiritual consciousness on me, and he can see everything." Qin Xier's voice was weak and trembling, and a trace of unwillingness and despair flashed in her eyes.

Qin Muyue slowly landed beside Qin Xier. She bent down and gave a wicked smile.

"I won't kill you, but all the storage magic tools on you will belong to me!"

"You...you dare?" Qin Xier gritted her teeth and tried hard to mobilize the remaining spiritual power in her body, but found that everything was in vain.

Qin Muyue asked the puppet Xiaoying to search Qin Xier.

Qin Xier was so angry that her blood was flowing backwards. As the young master of the Dragon Soul Sect, her smooth life ended with Qin Muyue.

Xiaoying handed the looted magic weapons and various storage instruments to Qin Muyue. The girl casually put them into the Qiankun bag, looked at Jialuo, and said a polite word.

"Master, you have worked hard. Now that Qin Xier is gone, let's choose her magic weapon."

Jialuo walked over and bowed.

"We won't harm your life, please go back!"

Qin Xier was so angry that she vomited blood. Not only did this monk and this evil woman ask her to leave on her own, they also discussed the division of the spoils in front of her.

Her body loosened, and the soul-binding rope returned to Qin Muyue's hands. Qin Xier had the only remaining jade dragon talisman and the jade token of giving up the secret realm, and could only crush the jade token.

The light swallowed Qin Xier. When Qin Muyue saw Qin Xier disappear, she ran to Jialuo and took out the confiscated magic weapons like offering treasures.

"Master, do you think there's anything useful? I'll just pick out the rest." Although Qin Muyue felt heartbroken, she didn't mind giving up some of the spoils in order to curry favor with someone powerful.

I don't feel bad for selling my father's land.

The moonlight shone on Jialuo's bald head, making him look like a jade statue, emitting the light of righteousness.

Jialuo shook his head gently: "It's okay, you can keep these for your own use."

Qin Muyue believed that Jialuo was the real Holy Father this time. No wonder he was filled with evil karma of Zen, Ai, and Jie in less than a hundred years.

She said, "Master, you are so polite." while stuffing magic weapons into her Qiankun bag.

Hua Chao:......Junior sister is so obsessed with money. Have Master and I ever treated her badly?