Xianxia: Big Brother Tianyongcheng

She slowly opened her pocket, cast a spell, and came out of the aboriginal people, all of them native residents of Wumengling Valley.

"Xiao Yu, fortunately, you reminded me at the beginning to let everyone hide in the spirit beast bag, otherwise, my clan will definitely be killed by Lei Yan."

Han Xiuning was grateful.

"It's just a trick, it's not a real skill."

Xiao Yu smiled modestly, grabbed his right hand, and a huge array flew out from Wumeng Linggu, flew into his hand, and was put into the storage bag by him.

This array diagram is the array diagram he obtained in the seabed tomb, which has the effect of confusing the enemy.

At the beginning, the indigenous people that Lei Yan killed were the puppets transformed by this formation. Poor Lei Yan didn't even know it until he died.

"¨"My clansmen, now the catastrophe has passed, the calamity of burning silence has completely ended, and there will be no more disasters in a thousand years. Everyone can celebrate tonight! Drink as much as you like!"

Han Xiuning announced aloud to the masters.

"Blessings from the great witch! Long live!"

The clansmen shouted Han Xiuning's name with admiration and pride in their eyes.

That night, the indigenous people lit a bonfire and sang and danced around the fire. Feng Guangmo drank cup after cup, and Feng Qingxue always had a smile on her face (Li Lihao).

Xiao Yu drank a few glasses of wine and went back to his room.

Sitting cross-legged on the futon, holding a top-quality spiritual stone in each hand, he diligently absorbs spiritual power, strengthens his own cultivation, and launches an attack on the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

"My master, I sincerely repent to you, please forgive me this time, and I will never dare again."

A hoarse, old and weak voice suddenly came from the Fen Jijian beside him.

"Huh? Is that you?"

Xiao Yu suddenly opened his eyes.

He heard that it was the voice of a fierce spirit, but there was no arrogance and surly, only weakness and weakness.

It is worth mentioning that this fierce spirit was only sealed, and was not really removed.

It is now in the Fen Jijian, and naturally it can talk to Xiao Yu's consciousness.

Chapter 137 _It depends on your performance

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"I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled, ah ah ah~~~"

In front of the tyrannical ancient formation, Fierce Spirit was severely suppressed, and was forcibly stuffed into Fen Ji, and then sealed inside.

Although this fierce spirit is monstrous, it is not as strong as Ouyang Shaogong after all.

The Fen Jijian was bound by countless iron chains, and it was drawn closer to the lava pool. The body of the sword was buried in the lava, only the upper body and the hilt of the sword were exposed. It was still shaking violently, and it wanted to break the seal.

"The blood-smeared formation, open!"

Han Xiuning bit his fingertips and used blood to draw a talisman in the void.

A blood-colored ancient symbol, suspended in front of the void, slowly flew towards the Fen Jijian, and finally, like a brand, it was suppressed on the Fen Jijian.

Three hours later.

The trembling Fen Jijian became quiet, as well-behaved as a virgin.

"Phew! It's finally over."

Han Xiuning breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the edge of the lava pool, stretched out his slender hand, pulled out the blood-colored burning sword, and said to Xiao Yu:

"Xiao Yu, you saved the entire Wumeng Linggu and brought back Yunxi. The great kindness and virtue can't be repaid. Fen Ji has recognized you as the master. In the future, you can take this sword with you."

Fen Jijian, the seal has been reinforced, it can no longer be a disaster for the common people, and it can't devour its master. It is the most suitable for Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu stared at Han Xiuning.

He could feel that she gave Fen Ji to him, not only because she helped a lot, but also because of their special feelings for each other.

"Okay, I'll take it."

Xiao Yu nodded.

Reaching out, he took the blood-red Burning Quiet Sword from Han Xiuning's hand.

Coincidentally, when he was picking up the sword, he accidentally touched Han Xiuning's hand.

"Brother Xiao, congratulations, you have become the new owner of Burning Silent Sword, I am very congratulated..."

Feng Guangmo walked up and patted Xiao Yu's shoulder with a smile.

"That's fine." Feng Qingxue added: "Fen Jijian has a new owner and is restrained. In the future, we don't have to worry about it being a disaster for the common people, and we can return to my mother-in-law."

"Don't worry, I will definitely make good use of this sword."

Xiao Yu smiled at the Feng family brothers and sisters.

The Fen Quiet Sword has been perfectly suppressed by the blood-smeared formation.Xiao Yu held the Profound Fire Mirror that restrained it, and he was its rightful owner.

Various factors are destined, he can perfectly control this sword, and does not have to worry about the backlash of the fierce sword.

"Qingxue, Guangmo, you brothers and sisters have been busy for so long, and you must be very tired at the moment. You might as well stay in Wumengling Valley first. I have prepared a good wine."