The woman in white's strength in numbers almost made Liu Xian vomit blood.
However, this was not the end. He heard the woman show off again, "I have added the setting of strength in numbers in Icewind Valley, Red Ridge Mountain, Clear Sky Peak … Now the Immortal Painting will completely eliminate the possibility of using human wave tactics. The function is more perfect, and the degree of humanization has reached a new high! What do you think? Are you convinced now!? "
Indeed, he was convinced. If he didn't accept it, he was afraid he would have a heart attack.
Liu Xian tried to calm his anger. The mysterious ice fighting intent sprinkled a burst of coolness in his Jade Mansion, cooling down the crazily spinning Misty Immortal Heart.
"Junior Sister, I don't care anymore. If there's a problem, you go and explain it to Senior Brother Zhangxing and Senior Brother Sect Leader! "
Liu Xian flicked his sleeves and left. His disciples looked at each other in dismay, and then looked at the excited Fifth Martial Uncle … Very quickly, under the lead of a few Senior Brothers, they collectively ran away with their tails between their legs, leaving only two Senior Brothers who were ordered to keep an eye on them, unable to sit or stand still.
Fifth Martial Uncle ignored those two people and just stood on the edge of the cliff, watching the changes in the clouds. The isolation of the Cloud and Mist Great Array made it so that ordinary disciples could only see the embryonic form of the clouds. However, in the eyes of this Elder, she could undoubtedly see more content.
However, not long after, the woman shook her head in disappointment.
"Tsk, a bunch of rabble. After becoming a team, the increase in strength can't even catch up with the monsters. What a waste. "
The nearby Martial Brothers trembled when they heard this. They couldn't help but feel lucky that their master, Liu Xian, took them in as his disciple when he was traveling, and didn't walk on this inhumane Immortal Path.
From category three ninth rank to category three third rank, although it was only a six rank increase, the intensity had actually increased by at least three or four times, and the number of challengers had only increased by four times. According to Fifth Martial Uncle's meaning, it seemed that she would only be satisfied if there was a linear relationship. This was a f * cking joke, it was not like they were stepping on the Big Dipper Seven Stars Array!
After watching for a while, the woman lost interest. "There's no hope for this group of people."
Then she turned around and left. The Black and White Martial Brothers beside her looked at each other and smiled bitterly.
The Junior Martial Brother said, "Fifth Martial Uncle's way of thinking is really hard to understand. I think the quality of these people is pretty good. If they don't have any hope, then wouldn't this Great Immortal Gathering be in vain?"
The Senior Martial Brother also said, "That's right. Luckily, Fifth Martial Uncle participated in the whole process and ran all the errands … I've been in the sect for more than twenty years, and this is the first time I've seen Fifth Martial Uncle so passionate about something. But if she can't even choose a single person in the end, it won't look good on her."
As the two of them were talking, they heard a voice coming from behind them.
"Oh, you guys don't have to worry. There will definitely be someone who can pass … Damn it, that's a ferocious person who can't be stopped."
Hearing this voice, the Black and White Martial Brothers were so scared that they almost fell off the cliff and died.
"Greetings, Fifth Martial Uncle!"
The woman didn't pay attention to these two juniors. She just thought of the youth who was almost a cheat and scratched her head.
Seeing that their Martial Uncle had no intention of punishing them, the two of them heaved a sigh of relief. The Martial Brother mustered up his courage and asked, "Martial Uncle, who is that fierce person you were talking about?"
"Who else could it be?" Fifth Martial Uncle asked, "You've been here for so long, can't you tell who's strong and who's weak?"
If Zhu Qin and the others were strong, then Hai Yunfan was obviously super strong. As for the Trial Taker who had just walked out of the Peach Blossom Village and coincidentally walked into the Frozen Wind Valley, he was as strong as a cheat. However, no matter how strong he was, before he started cultivating, how could he go against a Class 3 Grade 3 Mammoth? If it was the Red Ridge Mountain or the Blue Cloud Peak, where the monsters had not been strengthened, there might still be a possibility of passing, but now … Perhaps it was really the will of the heavens? But what was the basis of Fifth Martial Uncle's confidence?
Thinking of this, the Junior Martial Brother suddenly had a flash of inspiration, "Martial Uncle, are you talking about the reward of the Peach Blossom Village?"
Fifth Martial Uncle glanced at him, "Of course, what else could it be? The key to the entire Immortal Path lies in the Peach Blossom Village. Hundreds of years ago, the old antiques had a screw loose and wrote the second grade as the third grade, completely cutting off the Immortal Path. If we don't give these little rabbits some convenience, no one will be able to pass the Immortal Path in another five hundred years. Speaking of which, when the ancestors had a screw loose, the Sect Leaders in the next few hundred years were completely brainless. They knew that they were wrong, but they still wanted to make the best of it, saying that the ancestral method cannot be changed. Damn it, which ancestor said that the position of the Heavenly Sword Hall Elder could be abolished so easily!? "
Fifth Martial Uncle's audacity was well-known in the sect, but the black and white duo did not have her aggressiveness. They immediately kept quiet out of fear, who dared to talk?
After a while, the Junior Martial Brother could not help but ask, "Are those items Martial Uncle's collection?"
In the Junior Martial Brother's view, the woman in white was an Elder of the sect, so these seventh or eighth grade magical items were naturally at her fingertips. He just did not know what kind of collection it was that could allow a person without cultivation to fight against a Class 3 Grade 3 Mammoth.
In the end, Fifth Martial Uncle very naturally replied, "How could I pay for it out of my own pocket? Of course, it's directly connected to the sect's warehouse. That stupid Sect Leader didn't even give me the Elder's allowance. Right now, I'm so poor that I can't wait to go down the mountain and rob people. "
The black and white duo looked at each other in dismay, but no one could say anything.
The sect's Fifth Elder was very secretive. Even the Senior Martial Brother, who had been in the sect for more than twenty years, rarely saw the Fifth Elder's true appearance. Unexpectedly, this person was indeed worthy of being the one that their Master mentioned …
"Then, Fifth Martial Uncle, according to your design, what kind of magical item can that Wang Lu get? To be able to fight against a Class 3 Grade 3 Mammoth, it should be a Second Rank magical item, right? But how can a person without cultivation use it? "
Fifth Martial Uncle was also somewhat puzzled. "I'm not too sure. Because the stupid Sect Leader doesn't allow me to directly touch the sect's warehouse, I just designed a scoring formula that automatically extracts the items from the warehouse according to the score. Right now, most of the points of this motley crew are between three to five thousand. As for that kid, I haven't seen the second half of his task, but I think he should have thirty to fifty thousand points. Not to mention a Second Rank magical item, he can even exchange for a Ninth Rank magical item. At the level of magical items, there are quite a few that don't rely on the master's cultivation and can be released automatically. These things are priceless at the foot of the mountain, but there are many in the Lingjian School's warehouse. That kid's luck isn't too bad, so he should be able to get one or two. When the time comes, if we think carefully, the chance of winning against this stupid elephant should be seventy to eighty percent. "
Hearing the designer's judgment, the Senior and Junior Martial Brothers all gasped.
Seventy to eighty percent doesn't sound like much, but in the past hundreds of years, how many heroes in the world have returned in defeat at this stage? This young man who was born in the mountains has a seventy to eighty percent chance of winning … He is indeed a person with great immortal fate.
If he can really enter the sect and diligently practice for ten to twenty years, not to mention becoming an Inner Disciple, he might even become a True Disciple! Thinking of this, the black and white Senior Martial Brothers couldn't help but show envy on their faces.
At this moment, there was another change in the cloud. The three of them looked carefully. It turned out that after entering the Icewind Valley, Wang Lu, who had stopped for a long time, finally took a step forward!
With this step, he crossed thousands of rivers, mountains, and many dangerous passes. When his feet landed, Wang Lu was already in front of the last pass of the Icewind Valley! The distance that the predecessors had spent more than ten days to complete with the help of magical items, but Wang Lu actually completed it in one step! He came to the side of Hai Yunfan and the others who were holding an emergency battle meeting.
This step scared Hai Yunfan and the others so much that they almost had a mental breakdown, the jaws of the Senior and Junior Martial Brothers on the cloud dislocated, and even Wang Lu himself trembled.
"What the f * ck!? Where is this!? "
As for the Fifth Martial Uncle who was enjoying the scenery on the Misty Peak, his expression changed. "What the f * ck!? Cloud Treading Boots!? "
The black and white Senior Martial Brothers on the side exclaimed at the same time, "What the f * ck!? Cloud Treading Boots!? "
Even the Junior Martial Brothers who have been in the sect for less than five years have heard of the name Cloud Treading Boots. It was a fifth rank spiritual treasure collected by the Lingjian School, a spiritual treasure!
Its level was even higher than magical treasures. Even if it was a ninth rank spiritual treasure, it was enough to make the Daoist Master of the King Pill of a common sect badly injured, let alone this fifth rank spiritual treasure that was personally refined by the ancestor of the Lingjian School. Without the cultivation base of the King Pill, ordinary immortal cultivators would not be able to refine it.
However, before the Junior and Junior Martial Brothers could wonder how Wang Lu, who has no cultivation foundation, could activate the fifth rank spiritual treasure, another change occurred.
In the canyon, Wang Lu crossed thousands of mountains and rivers in one step. However, in front of him, not only were there Hai Yunfan and other acquaintances, but also an enraged, more than fifteen meters tall, ferocious beast!
In the Western Continent, this mutated ice mammoth was enough to destroy a city and destroy a country. Seeing this thing for the first time, Wang Lu was shocked. He hastily pulled out a sword from his waist and tried to defend himself.
Then, the sword light flashed, dazzling everyone's eyes.
On the cloud, there were three curses.
"Black Frost Sword!?"
In the Spirit Sword Sect, there were a lot of hidden swords. This Mysterious Frost Sword might not be ranked among the top, but it was still a famous third rank spiritual treasure. In the Frozen Wind Valley, with the advantage of favorable weather and favorable conditions, its power was comparable to a first rank spiritual treasure, which was enough to become a third rank sect's treasure!
However, unexpectedly, it was easily pulled out by Wang Lu!
"Fifth, Fifth Martial Uncle, didn't you say it's at most a ninth rank magical treasure? How could a spiritual treasure come out!? And it's a third rank one!? "
Fifth Martial Uncle also cursed ten thousand times in his heart. "I also f * cking want to know!"
Then, Wang Lu held the three feet long sword in his hand. He didn't feel that the sword in his hand was sharp enough to split a mountain, and just lightly swung it down.
When a third rank spiritual treasure fell into the hands of a mortal, it should be like ordinary iron, unable to stimulate even half a bit of its magical power. If the person who refined the treasure didn't stop it, it was even more likely to instantly suck out the owner's essence and turn them into a dry corpse.
However, when Wang Lu swung his sword down, the ground in front of him became a gust of wind, and ice and snow exploded. In the midst of the howling wind and snow, the Black Frost Sword's sword light became a bit brighter, directly piercing through the sky full of ice and snow. The place where the mutated mammoth stood was made of ice and snow of the Icewind Valley, but under the bombardment of the sword light, it cracked layer by layer. Then, the broken ice cracked into fine particles, and the particles turned into even finer particles, until they disappeared.
All of this was like the Age of Chaos, where heaven and earth were strange.
After an unknown amount of time, when the storm subsided, the fifteen feet tall giant beast had long disappeared. At the same time, the hundred feet of glacier in front of Wang Lu and the thousand miles of snow field also disappeared.
The place where the sword tip was pointing was actually a piece of green mountains and clear water, with clouds and mist. Although he didn't know where it was, it couldn't be the Icewind Valley.
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