Lu Lingqiu stopped in front of the cave entrance, neither humble nor arrogant. He seemed to have no intention of running away.

"Haha, what's the use of asking these questions when you're about to die?" Xiao He spit out a small sword from his mouth.

The small sword swelled with the wind, and in the blink of an eye it transformed into an earth-yellow spiritual sword floating above the old man's head. The tip of the sword was pointed at Lu Lingqiu's body, loaded with fluorescence, and ready to move.

It's a magic weapon.

——Only human monks at the golden elixir stage or above can use the magic weapon tempered by the natal elixir fire.

Different from spiritual weapons, refining magic weapons means officially stepping into the door of high-level monks. Whether in terms of power or type of magical power, magic weapons far exceed spiritual weapons. Among high-level monks,

The most popular one is the flying sword magic weapon that is easy to control.

Xiao He smiled sadly and said, "If you want to blame me, it's because you don't understand the principle of 'don't reveal your wealth when you are away from home'."

He waved his palm: "Come and accept your fate!"

The next moment, the flying sword magic weapon made a "whoosh" sound, and with huge spiritual pressure, it went straight for Lu Lingqiu's head.

Lu Lingqiu did not move, but watched it coming quickly.

At this critical moment, an angry shout suddenly came from the sky:

“How dare you!!!”

But he saw a golden sword falling from the sky, and with a clang, it knocked the khaki flying sword away!

"What?!"

The magic weapon is connected to the heart, and the flying sword suffered such a heavy blow, which directly caused Xiao He's figure to tremble slightly, and some blood came out of the corner of his mouth. He immediately raised his head and looked up to the sky in shock.

I saw a huge iron eagle swooping down, and the person standing on its back was who if it wasn't Jingze, the great elder of Lingyue Sect?

"How could it be you!"

Seeing Jingze himself present at the scene, the old man in black robes decisively reached out his hand to recall the flying sword without even thinking, and immediately jumped up to escape from this place.

It’s a joke, if a monk in the early stage of Yuanying faces an ancestor in the late stage of Yuanying, if he doesn’t choose to run away but is stubborn, he will almost only be slaughtered.

Although he didn't know why Jingze could follow him, he knew in his heart that this time things were considered dirty.

Not only did he become a prostitute, but he also had to face the wrath of the first-class sect, the Lingyue Sect, together with his family!

Jingze shouted angrily: "Old thief of the Xiao family! I knew you had bad intentions! I didn't expect that you actually planned to kill my Lingyue seedling! Today, you can't even think of leaving safely!"

The goshawk beast suddenly turned around, changed direction, and rushed after him.

Suddenly, the mission changed drastically. Lu Lingqiu was left alone by the deep pool, looking in the direction of the horizon in silence.

He shook his head and sighed softly.

"This kind of mission is really boring."

After thinking for a moment, he planned to return to the place he had made an appointment with Mu Qing first, and talk about the rest later.

At this moment, the sound transmission white jade in his arms suddenly lit up with a glowing white light.

"Um?"

He was slightly surprised, so he immediately took it out and injected spiritual power into it.

Ge Xian's fierce voice came from inside:

"Mu Qing, you are so beautiful, huh? Let me see if I ruin your face, will your precious brother still love you as much as before!"

"No, no..." The girl's panicked voice was so clear.

Snap.

The sound transmission white jade fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.
Chapter completed!