We are cannon fodder, and we are leading the way in cultivating immortals.

"fall!"

When Jiang Shaobai saw Jiufang Zhuoguang trying to escape, he shouted and the purple lightning lurking in the dark clouds suddenly poured down. Dozens of them gathered together and struck towards his head!

Amidst the lightning and thunder, Wen Xiangyi grasped the Changsheng Sword. She chanted the incantation and used the Xiaoyao Sword Technique. In an instant, the sword energy turned into intention and condensed into the shape of a phoenix in the air. It flapped its wings and let out a long cry, then crashed into the burning Hongmeng Cauldron in nine directions with the force of thunder!

boom!
The bamboo green shield trembled wildly under the attacks from multiple directions, and finally shattered into light spots and disappeared in the strong wind.

The powerful airflow made the sleeves of Jiang Shaobai and Wen Xiangyi rustle. The two did not move, but many of the surrounding trees were uprooted and flew into the air along with the grass, sand and stones. For a moment, the whole place fell into chaos, and the momentum of the devastation was like a sandstorm.

The Hongmeng Ding was broken!
When Wen Xiangyi heard the loud noise, his first reaction was that Jiufang Zhuoguang's life-saving artifact was finally destroyed!

She rushed forward and used magic to sweep away the dust, only to find that there was no one there, only a palm-sized object lying alone on the ground.

Jiang Shaobai landed in front of Wen Xiangyi, scanned the surroundings with his spiritual sense, then put away his sword and said in a deep voice: "Fu Tianyu still took him away."

Wen Xiangyi smiled and said, "It's okay. I have plenty of ways to find him. After using the Futian Jade, he has no life-saving trump card left."

Jiang Shaobai looked at her in confusion: "Huh? You cast a spell on him?"

Wen Xiangyi winked at him and said, "I have put a Gu on him. As long as I activate the Gu, I will be able to find that bastard even if he runs to the ends of the earth."

"Gu insect?"

Jiang Shaobai looked at Wen Xiangyi with a little surprise. He seemed to remember that there was no poisonous insect in her body and she could not be poisoned.

Wen Xiangyi explained everything in detail from beginning to end, and then took out the heart-protecting scale and handed it to him: "Are you injured? Let's see if this heart-protecting scale can help you recover."

Jiang Shaobai shook his head and smiled gently, "I'm fine, don't worry. Besides, this is the treasure that Senior Zhuo Guang left for you, and only you can use it."

Wen Xiangyi didn't want to recall what happened before, so he put away the heart-protecting scale without saying anything more.

Jiang Shaobai looked Wen Xiangyi up and down again, and said thoughtfully: "After hearing what you said just now, it seems that the system has some value."

"At least the poisonous insects and spiritual beads it gave me are indeed of some value, but I deserve them."

This dog system has been with her for quite a long time. In the past, it always used to send her some random titles to scold her or to count her cannon fodder value.

Thinking about it carefully, it seemed that it only played a small role in dealing with Qiu Yuan. It was like a chicken rib, tasteless to eat and a pity to throw away. Now it seems like a real golden finger.

After saying that, Wen Xiangyi wrapped the Changsheng Sword with white cloth and put it on his back. He walked forward and picked up the object on the ground, tossing it casually in his hand: "So this is what the Hongmeng Ding looks like. I thought it was as big as a water tank."

The Hongmeng Ding in her imagination should be as heavy and ancient as the giant tripods in costume TV dramas, or as exquisite and unique as the exhibits in museums.

However, in reality, the Hongmeng Ding does not look like a tripod, but rather a smaller version of the Warring States chime bells. The whole body is a simple bronze color, but the material is not bronze, and it is engraved with intricate spiritual patterns.

"What a pity. I was thinking about getting this thing before."

Wen Xiangyi clicked his tongue, and touched the hole on the Hongmeng Ding, feeling a little regretful. This was indeed a very precious treasure, after all, it had saved Jiufang Zhuoguang's life several times. If it hadn't been for this broken Ding, he might have been killed in the Taiwei Secret Realm.

Jiang Shaobai took it and examined it for a moment: "If you want a defensive magic weapon, I can help you refine it."

He paused and added, "But it may not be possible now because we don't have the materials."

Wen Xiangyi chuckled and took out Jiufang Zhuoguang's storage bag and shook it: "I didn't have time to take a closer look at the storage bag I confiscated earlier. I guess there should be a lot of good treasures in it. After all, his father dotes on this second-generation rich kid so much that he gives him all the good things."

Jiang Shaobai took the storage bag and looked at it, then nodded: "There are indeed many good treasures in it, but most of them are finished products with relatively few materials, and I want to find some better materials for you to practice."

Wen Xiangyi also took a look and found that there were quite a lot of spirit stones, elixirs and magic tools inside. His financial resources were even comparable to those of some small sects or families, but as Jiang Shaobai said, the materials were indeed scarce.

She nodded and put the things away, her eyes falling on the motionless Yang Lao.

Jiang Shaobai's eyes also fell on Elder Yang. He strode over, tilted his head and smiled at Wen Xiangyi, "Did you deliberately let Jiufang's sword pierce him just now? The purpose was to prevent your mark from being left on his soul lamp, so as to avoid being tracked down by Feixing Pavilion."

"Forehead……"

Wen Xiangyi scratched his head and smiled a little embarrassedly: "I really didn't mean it."

When Jiufang Zhuoguang was transmitting the secret message to Old Yang, she was worried that this guy would really self-destruct, so she knocked him out first and sealed his five senses and spiritual power. As a result, this guy was really unlucky. He was hit by a sword even when he was lying still. Now no one knows whether he is dead or alive.

Jiang Shaobai was stunned for a moment, squatted down to check, then lowered his eyes and chuckled: "This may also be part of fate. He is dead."

"Huh? Are you going to die now?"

Wen Xiangyi walked over quickly and dug Yang Lao's head out of the ground with a wave of his hand. He looked at his hideous face, his mouth and nose were full of mud, his eyes were wide open, and he looked like he would die with his eyes open. The corners of his lips twitched.

He is really dead.

Jiang Shaobai added: "But only his body perished, his soul is still there. He must have used some secret technique to seal it up, hoping to hide it from the world. When the time comes, he will turn into a residual soul and find an opportunity to take over another body and be reborn."

"So this is what is commonly known as not completely dead?"

Jiang Shaobai nodded: "You can understand it this way."

After saying this, he spread out his five fingers, and a dazzling ball of light gathered in his palms, which then hit the center of Old Yang's eyebrows.

The moment the ball of light completely disappeared, Old Yang's body suddenly trembled, his eyes widened even wider, and his eyeballs seemed to be about to be peeled off from their sockets. They were covered with bloodshot, which was extremely terrifying!

The next moment, a black ball of light quickly emerged from his mouth and flew towards the sky!

(End of this chapter)