Xiang Yang still doesn't know what level of combat power he can reach now.

Speaking of realm, he was not at the peak of the late stage of the Killing Pill, but in the trial of Fang Abbot Xianshan, he had killed many level 5 and level 6 spirit beasts. These were all masters close to the early stage of the Nine Transformations on the Shanhai Continent.

But according to Ding Shuai and the others, the beasts in the Abbot's Fairy Mountain are all kept in captivity, and their real combat power is worse than those in the wild on the Shanhai Continent. That is to say, his combat power should be within the range of the peak of the Nascent Soul before entering the Nine Revolutions.

However, it would be a bit wrong if he really wanted to calculate this. He almost did not rely on external forces in the trial and the illusion of the last ten years. Of course, except for the weapons that were handy, such as the Ruyi stick and some flying magic weapons, but there were bundles of talismans and array plates in his Qiankun Cauldron clone...

Besides, the Rift Mountain Gang and the Fango Wooden Spirit Staff on their bodies are also mysterious weapons. The Ruyi Staff is now the peak mysterious weapons. In addition to the Wanling Spider, a few little guys have also grown to the level of level 4 spirit beasts. The combat power of several one-plus items is more than doubled. If you really want to give your all, with those talismans and array plates, you really don’t know where the limit is.

The highest cultivation level in the history of the Fuyu Sect is the sixth generation of ancestors, which is only the peak of the Nine Turns. Even if there are still old monsters in the world, they can only be at the middle and late stages of the Nine Turns, and at most they cannot be beaten, but there is no problem in saving their lives. What is he afraid of?

The only thing I need to worry about is the old people in Jinyitang. For them, I still have to think of some safe ideas. However, if I really want to turn against each other, I will take them all away at most. There are living things in the clone of the Qiankun Cauldron...

After making up his mind, Xiang Yang gently weighed the Ruyi stick in his hand.

How could he be a good person if he could train roles like Qingtan and Cangqing? He had a preconceived impression that he didn't like the Lord of Qingmu, and the smile on his face was very hypocritical. Just wait and let Ruyi sticks go to the meat!

It seemed that he felt his intention. The juvenile spirit created by the origin of the gold and several treasures Ding Shuai was in his hand became restless, and a faint feeling of excitement was sent to him.

In the field, Zeng Qiu was silent for a while, but finally he was convinced, slightly deflected, and made way for the way.

His message had been sent, but the master of his own precepts hall did not reply. He could not withstand the existence of a half-step and nine-turn transformation in any case, let alone three Nascent Soul masters from Aoki Hall were present here. If he continues to be stubborn, he will probably be humiliating himself.

"Thank you, Master Zeng, for your success! Body refining... Haha, after all, you will be a mortal. Our Fuyu Sect is a great immortal cultivator. It is a humiliation to keep such a waste-like hall!"

Cangku smiled and nodded to him, gently waved the feather fan, and walked forward.

Although he is old, he has a very good appearance. His fairy-like temperament is famous throughout the Fuyu Sect, and he is still the dream lover of many middle-aged women.

Although Zeng Qiu was just a chief official, he was also a senior executive of the Precepts Hall after all. He could make him surrender and be very glorious when he was spread. Cangku's best face in his life. This matter made him extremely happy and he walked a little lighter.

As soon as he passed Zeng Qiu, he suddenly felt a trembling heart, and a strong sense of crisis hit his face. The hairs all over his body stood up in an instant, as if they were staring at by a beast.

"Who!" Cang Ku had been cultivating immortals for nearly a thousand years, and his reaction to the crisis had become an instinct. He shouted loudly, turned over and retreated. He stopped and looked around with lingering fear.

But after looking at him, except for Zeng xenophobia who was staring at him blankly, the people watching were all low-level disciples, and the sense of threat just now had disappeared.

Could it be my own illusion? Or maybe the dual cultivation has been too much in the past few days, and I have become a little obsessed with neurasthenia? My old face turned red and white, and finally I continued to move forward.

This time he was much more careful, taking every step very strongly, and his powerful spiritual consciousness also explored all directions, not even a trace of storm.

Step by step, step by step... Cang Ku moved forward carefully, like a frightened grasshopper, which immediately destroyed the temperament of the fairy-like Taoist bone. Many people couldn't help but laughed secretly, but immediately covered their mouths.

The four masters of the Nascent Soul stage were also a little confused. The murderous intent was only directed at Cangku. They didn't feel anything at all. They didn't know what was going on. They only saw that the master of Qingmu was walking well. He suddenly shouted and rushed backwards. Then he walked forward sneakily. He was as slow as a snail, but he had to look around for a long time every step...

Is he going to see a ghost in broad daylight?

It's really a ghost. Before he could get close to Thunder and Cangku jumped up again. This time he was even more exaggerated. He roared and rushed dozens of feet away. Then light shone on his body. He suddenly put a few defensive magic weapons on himself and set up several magic barriers.

He ran around alone, as if he was singing a one-man show. This time, the onlookers who were laughing secretly couldn't hold it anymore. Amid the noise, a few laughs were very harsh, and even Zeng Qiu showed a smile.

The three Nascent Soul Masters of Qingmu Hall looked at each other, at a loss, and saw Cang Ku pointing at the group of disciples who were watching the fun from afar: "Which friend is he kidding with the master of this hall?"

Xiang Yang used his spiritual sense to comfort the spirit of the Ruyi Stick. The little guy exuded a trace of murderous intent at Cangku, which made him so nervous?

It seems that what Ding Shuai said is true. This Ruyi stick is definitely a treasure of the half-step immortal weapon level. It’s a pity that his cultivation is not enough and he cannot exert all its power at all. However, it is still more than enough to deal with guys like Cangku in the Nascent Soul stage.

After teasing enough, Xiang Yang no longer concealed his feelings. With a light brush, the disciples of the Fuyu Sect in front of him involuntarily gave up a way.

In front of everyone, he walked to Lei Meng calmly, and flicked his finger, and the dragon-catching rope that tied him to the ground slipped down quietly. Then he took out a pill and fed it. Then he moved him aside, turned around and smiled at Cangku.

"My friend is not worthy of being called a friend. Xiang Yang is a young disciple of Jinshi Hall. Just now, Master Cangku said that our hall is full of waste. I am not talented, but I want to ask for advice... I wonder if I can give you a look?"
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