Seeing that everyone, including the Taiyixu clan leader, Bai Mo couldn't help but smile.

Beside her, the stunning young man in white was as tall and handsome as a green bamboo, and his cold and slender fingers were gently hooked on her palm.

The pale lips twitched slightly, and in a voice that only two people could hear, he whispered: "Do not fool too much, everyone present is a human being."

"I know."

Bai Mo replied with a smile in a voice that only two people could hear.

No one noticed the little moves of the two in private, except Ye Yang.

Because their attention is all focused on Bai Mo's previous sentence-

"Yes, I do have mustard seed space, and this sword was taken out from it."

Then, so, wouldn't it be...

"Mrs. Si said that Longling Mountain is the entrance to another continent, is it true?!!"

"There is really a shocking secret to revive our Chinese spiritual energy in Longling Mountains!!"

"I was originally skeptical about this matter, but now it seems that Mrs. Si can even take out something like the mustard seed space that has long disappeared from the long river of Chinese cultivation history. I believe it completely now!!"

"Let's go, today we must find the secret and method of spiritual energy recovery in Longling Mountain. I heard that the fake foreign devils of the Western Fantasy Knights are also looking for a way to recover magic..."

"We must find a way to revive spiritual energy first than the group of fake foreign devils in the West. The descendants of the descendants of Yanhuang will never admit defeat!"

...

Only Ye Yang - a supreme immortal master who was reborn from the Continent of Cultivation and returned to China, scoffed at the fanatic excitement and fighting spirit of these legendary hidden powers at this moment and sneered at the fanatical excitement and high fighting spirit.

It's just a small mustard seed space. I think that in the Immortal Cultivation Continent, there was only one cultivator in the Immortal Cultivation Continent, not to mention the Qiankun storage bag he refined himself by the Supreme Immortal Lord back then. It was a famous immortal weapon in the entire Immortal Cultivation Continent. Who doesn't jealous and covet?

If it weren't for the ghost place of China, the spiritual energy was so scarce that he couldn't refine weapons. He could make countless mustard space or storage bags in a minute.

What can Shen Qinglan’s small mustard seed space be compared with his Qiankun storage bag?

Innocent.

Ye Yang sneered slightly, and his smile was faintly sarcastic and contempt.

However, if Ye Yang knew that the small mustard seed space in his mouth was actually a magical tool hundreds of times taller than his Qiankun storage bag...

I will definitely regret his arrogant and arrogant at this moment.

The place where the palm of my hand was cut by the strange sword was bleeding constantly, without any tendency to stop healing.

The pain from the palm made Ye Yang frown deeply, and a strong displeasure flashed through his eyes. He spoke coldly and broke the passion and excitement of everyone—

"Shen Qinglan, even if you have a 'magic' immortal weapon like Mustard Seed Space, what does it have to do with me? You scratched me with a sword for no reason. If you just want to perform to everyone, you are a person with Mustard Seed Space and can get a sword out of thin air anytime, anywhere, then I, Taiyi Xuye Clan, and you will never end up with this matter!"
Chapter completed!