After binding the investment system, I began to cultivate the empress

But what he couldn't understand was that all the famous instruments were extremely resistant to him, but were flocking to a new disciple.

It's like a goddess you've been pursuing for several years, who turns around and throws herself into the arms of a stranger you've just met for a few days.

I'm so angry!

"I'm not strong enough."

Yin Huacheng clenched his fists and walked to the back mountain of Shenbing Peak.

From a distance, you can see that there is someone waiting there.

The man was tall and strong, and it was Fu Tu.

"What did you do?"

Seeing his miserable appearance, Fu Tu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"Where's the new container I want?"

Yin Huacheng put his hands behind his back and did not answer his question.

"He's called Wang Hu, with arms like a tiger and waist like a leopard. The beasts have already been fed to him."

A hint of sneer flashed across the corner of Futu's mouth: "He even thanked me."

"it is good."

Yin Huacheng nodded with his eyes flashing.

Fu Tu knew that he was a person who could not bear any loss, so he said:

"You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. You should follow the old rules and wait for the sect trial before finding someone to take action."

"I have my own sense of proportion."

Yin Huacheng was a little impatient.

After a moment, he spoke again:

"Recently, a group of outer disciples should have left the sect and returned home."

"You don't even let them go?"

Futu looked at the other person's expression seriously.

Yin Huacheng snorted coldly, "Having benefited from the Qingyuan Sect, it's not so easy to return home in glory. Those good-for-nothings are lucky enough to be able to use their remaining energy for me."

Blood Refining of Hundreds of Beasts, no wonder it is a forbidden technique.

If you practice too much, your brain will have problems.

Futu sneered in his heart but pretended to be hesitant on his face.

"Don't forget who guaranteed your admission to the Qingyuan Sect."

There was a hint of threat in Yin Huacheng's tone.

Fu Tu originally had no intention of refusing, and after showing a hint of reluctance, he nodded:

"Okay, I'll help you think of a solution."

The Buddha was about to leave, but he had not taken two steps.

Yin Huacheng's questioning voice came from behind:

"What's the background of that new disciple surnamed Li?"

"That's the only seedling from Qunyu Peak."

Fu Tu narrowed his eyes with a half-smile: "You'd better not think about him. If you make Shang Wu angry, even Master Yin Feng can't protect you."

"Qun Yu Peak...Li Mo."

Yin Huacheng muttered to himself, as if he wanted to remember the name.

The fourth floor of Shenfeng Cave!

Only the elders of the various peaks, or those who have reached the state of observing the spirits and have achieved great success in their practice, can go in and face the mysterious soldiers directly.

That kid must have some rare treasure on him!

Yes, it must be because of the rare treasure.

The anger in Yin Huacheng's heart dissipated, replaced by a strong burning passion.

Student Li had no idea that someone was targeting him.

The fourth floor of Shenfeng Cave.

The sharp aura of killing was spreading, and the strong wind was whistling, causing the cave to sound like ghosts crying.

If a person's body has not been tempered and he has no special methods, his bones and flesh will probably be blown away by the sharp wind in an instant.

The young man's body remained motionless.

Through the clothes that had long since turned into rags, one could see the skin that was faintly gleaming with precious light.

"call......"

"suck....."

Li Mo, whose physical body is in the process of breaking through, is like a weapon that is being sharpened.

Under the sharp polishing, the rust gradually faded away, revealing its edge...

Most of the disciples of Qingyuan Sect use ordinary weapons.

Only a few inner disciples can possess a sharp weapon.

Some were taken from Shenfeng Cave, and some were purchased outside.

And now, Li Mo's body is moving closer to the sharp weapon.

suddenly.

The escaping breath suddenly became more fierce.

The precious light on Li Mo's body became stronger and stronger, and finally reached the critical point.

He suddenly opened his eyes, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and he opened his mouth and spit out lightly.

puff--

A small hole actually appeared on the opposite mountain wall.

A breath of foul air was like a sharp arrow.

If you hit someone at the initial stage of Qi and blood, I'm afraid that if he doesn't die, he will be seriously injured.

Li Mo stood up, completely ignoring his tattered clothes. He clenched his hands and felt the abundant power.

Pick up a piece of bluestone and apply a little force.

Silently, the stone powder slipped through his fingers.

"A body as sharp as a weapon."

"Not to mention a ninth-grade beast, even an eighth-grade beast would probably have a hard time breaking my defense."