Refining divine pills, controlling divine beasts, and the useless lady is so cool

Mu Qingli raised the corner of his mouth in a charming arc, his eyes revealing a determination to win: "Convince them? Of course."

Pang Bei looked up at Mu Qingli and continued, "Our plan must be carried out before the great general mentioned by the demons arrives, which will be about half a month from now. If nothing else, you can go back and prepare."

Pang Bei didn't say these words to the other outstanding people, probably because he had other things to discuss.

Mu Qingli and his companions immediately took their leave and instead of returning directly to their residence, they walked directly outside.

"The plan still has half a month left. We can't just wait around. Let's go experience the fun of finding magic cores."

Mu Qingli looked at the sect disciples who were walking in groups or alone on the road looking for magic cores, and spoke softly.

This time we didn't take an unconventional route, but visited places that everyone has visited.

"Hey? Why is there no one on this road..."

As soon as Tang Xiyang finished speaking, he heard the sound of fighting coming from above.

Mu Qingli looked up and saw a man and a woman fighting fiercely on the tree.

Hearing the sound of someone coming, the two men stopped fighting tacitly. The man looked down and saw that the people coming were a group of low-level Spirit Emperor practitioners, and a hint of sneer appeared on his face.

"It's amazing that all sorts of people have come here. Don't you know that I've already contracted this road?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the woman opposite him couldn't help but roll her eyes: "Who do you think you are? Did you open this road?"

The man did not continue to look at Mu Qingli and the others, perhaps thinking that they were not scary enough, and started fighting with the woman again.

The man is at the sixth level of Spiritual Emperor, and the woman is at the fifth level of Spiritual Emperor. In terms of strength, the man is slightly better.

But the woman was no pushover either, and she was able to fight him evenly.

The man was furious: "I told you I'll take this route today. Can't you try another one?"

The woman refused to give in and fought back, "Why should I let you take over? The road isn't yours. Which sect are you from? You're so arrogant!"

Speaking of the sect, the man finally became proud: "I am from the Xuanling Sect, and my master is the Sect Master of the Xuanling Sect."

The voice was deliberately amplified, not only for the woman to hear, but also for Mu Qingli and others to hear.

I thought the woman would be surprised after hearing this, but unexpectedly she rolled her eyes again: "So it's the Xuanling Sect, no wonder they would do such a thing."

The man choked, his face full of a determined look: "What happened to the Xuanling Sect? You want to enter but you can't!"

"Oh, I'm leaving the good Xuantian Sect behind to go to your filthy Xuanling Sect?"

When Mu Qingli heard the word Xuantian Sect, he immediately glanced at the woman.

The woman noticed Mu Qingli's gaze. The moment she saw Mu Qingli, a look of surprise flashed across her face. Then she blinked at her and continued to fight with the man.

Luo Yu silently stood up from behind and adjusted the mask on his face: "Li'er, why don't you put on the mask too."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone looked at Mu Qingli, all with expressions of agreement.

Mu Qingli silently took out his own mask and said the moment he put it on: "It would be a bit conspicuous if only the two of us wore it, so why don't you all wear it?"

Tang Xiyang: "..."

Murong Jingchen saw Tang Xiyang open his mouth to speak, then close it again, so he spoke for him: "Qingqing, it would be more eye-catching if we all brought it with us, right?"

Mu Qingli gave Murong Jingchen a look, and he immediately changed his tone: "Haha, I really like wearing a mask."

After saying that, he immediately took out a mask and put it on his face, and at the same time took out another one and handed it to Tang Xiyang.

Tang Xiyang also put on the mask silently.

There were eight people in the group, and none of them survived.

The fight between the man and the woman has come to an end, and the woman is ultimately at a disadvantage.

The man's sword cut off a strand of the woman's hair, which fell to the ground with the wind.

He stabbed the woman's chest with another sword. The woman's spiritual power was almost exhausted and she was unable to resist the sword.

At this moment, a mask suddenly flew out of Mu Qingli's hand and blocked the woman.

The mask collided with the sword with such force that the sword shifted in direction, and the woman took the opportunity to dodge.

"Clap."

There was a sound of breaking, and the mask that Mu Qingli threw out broke into two pieces and fell from the air.

A hint of impatience flashed across the man's face. He knew that the woman was unable to continue fighting for him, so he did not continue to attack. Instead, he looked at Mu Qingli who threw the mask over.

"what are you doing?"

Mu Qingli picked up the mask that was broken into two pieces and showed it to the man: "You broke my mask, shouldn't you compensate me?"

The man sneered, "I broke your mask? You were the one who threw it at my sword, and I haven't even blamed you for ruining my good deed yet!"

Mu Qingli continued to speak to himself: "I bought this mask at Zixiao Pavilion for 30 million spirit stones."

The man saw that Mu Qingli's words were irrelevant and lost all his patience: "Don't talk nonsense to me. Now you only have two choices. One is to leave immediately, and the other is to fight me. If you lose, get out!"

The tone was so arrogant that Mu Qingli could even hear that he looked down on them.

Mu Qingli handed the mask that was broken in two to Murong Jingchen, walked forward a few steps, and came to the opposite side of the man.

"I only give you two choices. One is to compensate me for my mask, and the other is to fight me and compensate me for my mask if you lose!"

The tone is imitated from that of a man, very lifelike.

The man was so angry that he laughed: "You think you can fight me? Fine! Since you are not afraid of death, then come on."

The woman had already come down from the tree. Upon hearing the man's words, she immediately came to Mu Qingli and frowned, "You should leave first. Even I, a fifth-level Spiritual Emperor, couldn't defeat him."

The woman spoke very tactfully and did not directly say that Mu Qingli's strength was too low and he would definitely lose.

Mu Qingli knew the woman meant well and smiled at him: "Don't worry, if you can't beat me, I'll run away."

Seeing that she couldn't persuade him, the woman didn't continue talking, but she didn't leave either. She sat quietly aside and took out the elixir to restore her spiritual power.

She secretly thought in her heart that if the man tried to kill Mu Qingli, she could still save her by recovering some of her spiritual power.

Mu Qingli didn't know what she was thinking, because she was now standing on the tree where the woman had just stood, facing the man.

The man continued to engage in verbal warfare: "I'll give you one last chance. If you leave now, I won't do anything to you. But if you don't listen, don't blame me for being rude."