I, signed in Wannian, was exposed by the beautiful apprentice

Chapter 1205

Blindfolded?
Mu Qing was puzzled for a moment, only to feel that her eyelids were lightly poked by the master with two fingers.

moment.

She felt that the whole world in her eyes had undergone earth-shaking changes.

Not far away, the old man of Huangjizong who returned to the teahouse, how could he be a person?
This is clearly a white skeleton wearing a robe - holding tea in one hand, sitting in a dignified manner, looking like a peerless expert, in Mu Qing's view, it is extraordinarily eerie and weird.

"How could it be a skeleton?"

Mu Qing's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly looked in other directions.

A frightening scene happened.

Pedestrians on the street, without exception, are all skeletons in clothes.

Each skeleton is vivid, with different looks and characteristics, as if it is no different from a living person.

This……

Mu Qing was even more horrified.

Except for the group of monks who came here on the Nether Blood Ship, all the humans that Mu Qing saw in the City of Elysium turned out to be skeletons.

"Haha, god-level sword! I have a god-level sword!"

Holding the sword in both hands, the burly old man shouted excitedly.

Mu Qing's gaze, pulsating, fell on the sword.

This is not a real sword, but a sword made of white bones. It is ordinary and has nothing to do with treasures.

"It turns out that this is just a bone sword. Where is the god-level sword..."

Mu Qing thought in horror.

"Do you understand?"

With his hands behind his back, Ye Yun said with a light smile.

"Understood, master! I didn't expect the City of Ultimate Bliss to be so terrifying, like hell!"

Mu Qing said with lingering fear.

Simultaneously.

She let out a deep breath, and felt a lot more relaxed.

Originally, she thought that the Patriarch of the Huangji Sect was some kind of extraordinary figure with an unimaginably profound background, so she casually gave away two god-level swords.

Unexpectedly, these are just two ordinary bone swords.

"Master, what is going on here?"

Mu Qing asked curiously.

"Don't worry, watch the show patiently..."

Ye Yun smiled mysteriously.

Snapped……

He snapped his fingers, and Mu Qing was in a trance for a while, and the world in her eyes suddenly returned to the way it was before.

All skeletons disappeared.

There are people coming and going on the street, the flow of people is like a shuttle, it is very lively.

Where does it look like a gloomy hell?

Mu Qing stuck out her tongue, a few wry smiles appeared on her face.

This place is really horrible.

If the group of monks who came could find this out, they would have run out in fright.

Especially the burly old man and the monster man, holding two bone swords and treating them as two god-level swords, it is really sad and ridiculous.

The conversation between Ye Yun and Mu Qing was only known to two people.

All the monks in front were unaware of this.

Everyone cheered and gathered in front of the burly old man and the monster man, staring at them with fiery eyes.

"What do you want to do? In the City of Elysium, do you still want to rob it openly?"

The burly old man stared and roared angrily.

"Haha, we just want to see, this legendary god-level sword..."

An old man in gray smiled coldly, his eyes were shining brightly, and he did not hide his greed in the slightest.

"This god-level sword was given to me by the senior of Huangjizong. If you want to snatch it, you can just step over my corpse!"

The burly old man let out a sneer, grabbed the god-level sword in his hand, and released a powerful aura from his whole body, preparing to face many monks alone.

"Friend Daoist, I will fight side by side with you!"

The big man from the monster tribe stepped forward and stood beside the burly old man, holding a sword and staring at his surroundings vigilantly.

The monks of the two tribes of human and monster around had gloomy eyes, staring closely at the god-level swords in the hands of the two.

Although no hands.

But this battle between the two sides seems to be imminent.

Luo Li and Nangong Liuyun did not surround them.

"It's just a god-level sword. As for turning your face?"

Luo Li pursed her lips.

Nangong Liuyun sighed, and said rather amusedly: "Sister, this is a legendary god-level sword, rare in the world, who would not be tempted!"

"Oh!"

Luo Li nodded, pulled out her Supreme Golden Dragon Sword, stroked it lightly, her expression became strange.

Her sword is also a god-level sword bestowed by her ancestors.

But the quality is covered up.

But its sharpness remains unchanged.

"Sister, do you also want to have a god-level sword?"

Glancing at the Taishang Golden Dragon Sword, Nangong Liuyun didn't particularly care, and asked with a smile.

"No need, I have this sword, it's enough."

Luo Li shook her head.

The sound of footsteps came, and many monks in front slowly walked towards the burly old man and the monster man.

The two sides are getting closer.

Although there are many monks here, in fact, no one dares to be the first to make an easy move.

After all, these two guys are both at the top of the tenth level of the Life and Death Realm, and now they hold god-level swords.

Bringing its combat power to a new level.

So this battle will not be too easy.

Someone always sacrifices.

The two sides are at war with each other, and the war is about to break out.

Swish... A sharp sword light suddenly fell from mid-air.

"It's Gu Changsheng, the wine sword fairy!"

Someone recognized the comer, his expression changed, and he took a few steps back slightly.

"Hey!" Gu Changsheng held the wine gourd, looked at the crowd with a sneer on his face, raised his chin slightly, and said with a chuckle: "I said, what do you want to do? A god-level sword, as for tearing your face and snatching it?"

After hearing this.

The cultivators of the two tribes who were about to besiege, all laughed wryly.

A god-level sword, isn't it worth fighting for?
Such a rare opportunity, if you encounter it, how can you miss it?
Even if there is a big fight and someone gets injured or dies because of it, there will always be a winner who will get these two god-level swords.

"Senior, this is a god-level sword..."

An old man in gray spread his hands and said with a wry smile.

"I know, isn't it a god-level sword? What's so great about it, I'll make you anxious..."

Gu Changsheng laughed, gulped down a few sips of wine, and then grabbed the void with one hand.

hum!
A circle of ripples appeared.

A god-level sword was caught by Gu Changsheng.

"then!"

With a light toss, Gu Changsheng threw the god-level sword to the gray-clothed old man.

"I have a share too?!"

Surprised and delighted, the gray-clothed old man hastily reached out and grabbed the god-level sword, then turned around and stared at the monk beside him very vigilantly.

As the saying goes.

Embrace the guilt.

Now that he also has a god-level sword, he is no longer a comrade in the trenches with others.

"Hehe, it's so interesting."

Behind the crowd, Ye Yun also laughed when he saw this scene.

Mu Qing squinted her eyes and smiled into two crescent moons: "Master, the god-level sword here is like a Chinese cabbage..."

"Who said no?"

Ye Yun smiled warmly.

"Senior Gu, can you also give me a god-level sword?"

An old man in black came out and said respectfully.

"Senior Gu, give me a god-level sword too?"

"Senior Gu, give me a hand..."

"Senior Gu..."

Seeing how easy it is to obtain a god-level sword, many monks scrambled to reach out their hands to Gu Changsheng.

(End of this chapter)