Poof!

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The sword aura is swirling, manifesting a lush ancient domain in mid-air, the waves are born and the clouds are extinguished, life and death are born, and in a sword is the withering glory, reincarnation, and yin and yang evolution......

A puff of blood mist exploded, and those monks cursed loudly unwillingly, but it had no effect, and most of the Songshan Sect disciples rushed out of the mountain protection array, but they were sad to find that there was still a heavy array outside to block the heaven and earth, and they were dumbfounded, some of them were hesitant, and the other part knew that there was no hope of escape, and rushed towards Murong Xianxian very bravely, wanting to fight with her.

Murong Xianxian's face was calm, as if he was taking a leisurely walk, and his body was light and elegant, but every time he made a move, several monks were killed, and it was really a killing of one person in ten steps.

Angry!

It's actually a kind of venting.

Since entering the Yuanling Great World, there have been many opportunities, and her cultivation has improved rapidly, but her mood is very depressed...... Murong Xiaoxiao has no whereabouts, Lei Tao, Du Fei'er and Bai Suzhen have no news, and she is inexplicably trapped in the Endless Sea, when will she be able to get out? When will she be able to find them? These thoughts have simply formed a chronic disease, if it does not come out as soon as possible, it will form her inner demon, if it is not for this time in the Heavenly Dragon Palace to advance to the rank of pure yang, and consume a part of it, I am afraid that the harm will be even worse, and now it is just a venting hole.

"Witch, you kill people, be careful that God accepts you!" someone cursed.

"Could it be that you are calculating me to do the right thing for the heavens?" Murong Xianxian laughed instead of being angry, and cut it down with a sword.

"Senior, we are just low-level disciples in the sect, we haven't even heard of you, those things are decided by the elders, and they have nothing to do with us!"

"Shameless! You have received the favor of your master, but in the midst of danger, what is the difference between such words and betraying your master? I will clear the door for your master!" Murong Xian's eyes were calm, and his subordinates were ruthless.

Those low-level Songshan Sect disciples were all depressed, and at first glance they thought it was funny...... But this kind of thing happens to me here and now, where can I laugh?

Blood was flowing on the ground, and in an instant, hundreds of middle and senior disciples of the Songshan Sect had died, and Murong Xianxian was like flying in mid-air, his skirt fluttering, and his temperament was ethereal, like a valley and an orchid. But on the ground, there was a constant string of blood mist, like blood-colored flowers, and her figure flew from above, as if she was parade on this terrifying flower garden.

"Murong Daoyou, Senior Murong, be merciful!" Four Divine Refining Stage cultivators flew towards this side, and one of them seemed to be somewhat familiar.

It's coming to the Way.

Murong Xianxian recognized it, it wasn't that she was forgetful, it was just that Xiang Daolin's complexion was a little bad at this time, and he couldn't recognize it for a while. She didn't know what happened to Xiang Daolin, but she hadn't forgotten Xiang Fei's adventure to inform her of the news.

Although this news was not fully reported, after all, it was a heart, and Xiang Fei was still affected by this matter, before coming to the Songshan faction, she had already released Xiang Fei, but she didn't expect to meet Xiang Daolin at this time...... And it seemed that the four monks had a strange look.

Murong Xian's gaze quickly swept over the faces of the four people: "Xiang Daolin, why should I show mercy to my subordinates, you should know what they want to do to me, right?"

"Senior Murong ......," a God Refining Stage elder shouted urgently.

"What, am I old?" Murong Xian's face sank.

"No...... No, it's Fairy Murong,"

The elder hurriedly changed his words, "What happened at the beginning was that there were indeed a few elders who were suspicious and blinded by greed. But...... There are a lot of fairies, they have already paid the price, please let the other disciples go!"

Murong Xianxian was silent, the Songshan faction was almost wiped out, all the monks above the pure yang were killed, and there were only a few in front of him in the refining period, this sect is still alive, and it is also going to decay, and it is already a blessing for the mountain gate to be able to keep the Dao system endless.

Grass, stone paths, water showers, flower beds...... There was blood everywhere, the price was indeed enough, and her anger seemed to be almost vented, but the sword intent of the ancestor of the Songshan faction was obtained by her, so that she would destroy the Dao system of the people in the Yuanling Great World, and it seemed that it was a little difficult to pass.

Those disciples of the Songshan Sect did not run away, they knew that if Murong Xianxian wanted to exterminate them, they would probably escape the fastest and die the fastest, and even the mountain protection array was stopped, and several elders of the God Refining Period stood in front of Murong Xianxian respectfully, as if waiting for the judge to announce the verdict.

"That's where the main hall of the Songshan Sect is located, right?" Murong Xian's eyes flashed, he tore open a spatial crack, and stepped in.

Space is extremely susceptible to interference, and once it is shocked, the people inside will be swept into the turbulence of space, even if they are not strangled on the spot...... Just as Murong Xianxian entered the spatial crack, six or seven infancy cultivators shot at the same time, and the magic weapon flying sword slammed towards the spatial crack.

"Stupid!"

An elder of the Songshan Sect was angry and anxious, and he wanted to stop drinking, but he was a step too late...... A magnificent sword qi suddenly shot out from the crack in the space, and the magic weapons and figures of those monks were annihilated in it, only to hear a miserable cry sounded one after another, the sword qi disappeared suddenly, and a rain of blood and fragments of magic weapons were sprinkled one after another, if it weren't for the four elders shouting loudly, I'm afraid that those Songshan sect disciples who had just settled down would be scattered again.

"The entanglement between Fairy Murong and this faction, you already know it. No matter what, this matter will end here, otherwise it will be punished as betrayal of the sect!" Xiang Dao Lin shouted and reprimanded.

These guys are just too stupid...... Or rather, being blinded by hatred. As a user of the spatial supernatural power, it is impossible for Murong Xianxian not to know the limitations of this supernatural power, since she dares to use it in public, she naturally has a way to resist interference, at least these people in front of her can't threaten her.

The matter started when Murong Xianxian saved Xiang Fei, and Xiang Daolin really didn't want to show up. Now, I'm afraid that some of the disciples of the Songshan Sect may be regarded as disaster stars, even if they don't regard their father and daughter as traitors. However, as a disciple of the Songshan faction, he didn't want to see his sect ruined, as long as the Taoist system was endless, there was still hope for that qiē.

A cold snort came from Murong Xianxian from the crack in the space, and several elders shivered and hurriedly followed.

Open the treasure house of the Songshan faction, which is rich in spiritual energy, full of color, countless spirit stones, fairy stones, and various elixir materials...... However, Murong Xianxian found that although there were a lot of elixirs and materials in it, there were not many elixirs and magic weapons in the finished products, no wonder the flying sword magic weapon in Xiang Fei's hand was not equal to her father's status in the door, and the magic weapon flying swords in the treasure house of this mansion were all high-grade goods, and they were indeed a bit overkill when used by disciples like them in the infancy stage.

Murong Xianxian did not exhaust her fish, but she took most of the inventory, especially those rare elixirs and materials were all scavenged, in fact, she was not too short of spirit stones and fairy stones, and in the crystal world, the power controlled by her clone was gradually expanding...... According to her agreement with the immortals of the Ten Thousand Beasts Palace, if she really provoked the immortals to intervene, they could also provide some help in the crystal world, Murong Xianxian had no shortage of cultivation skills in her hands, and the production of the crystal world was good, she was now absolutely rich, and there was no shortage of spirit stones and immortal stones. But this kind of loot should not be in vain, in fact, even if it is left to the Songshan faction, I am afraid it may not be a blessing for them.

In addition to these vaults, the Matsuyama Sect's Secret Book Pavilion was also a place she would definitely visit. In the following time, she was studying some advanced classics left by the ancestor of the Songshan faction, wanting to see if it would help her comprehend the deeper Songtao sword intent, but she was not in a hurry to leave Qingxia Island.

To Murong Xianxian's deep surprise, the founding real person of the Songshan faction turned out to be a very famous figure in Chinese myths and legends - Chi**.

One of the twelve golden immortals of the Jade Void Palace, he practiced in the Yunxiao Cave of Taihua Mountain, and was very active in the War of the Gods, and for the reader, the most memorable thing is that his descendant disciple betrayed his master's life, swore an oath, and was included in the Taiji Diagram and turned into ashes.

Ordinary people just regarded this as a story, but Murong Xianxian thought it was true, and she didn't stay in the Songshan Sect just to comprehend Tingtao's sword intent...... After knowing that Chi ** was the founding patriarch of the Songshan faction, she wanted to know where the legendary magic weapons were missing.

The jade pot she got is said to have been left by Chi ** in his later years, before the Three Realms Heavenly Dao was not broken, Chi ** founded the Songshan Sect, and left this Heaven Swallowing Pot in the sect, and then went deep into a certain area of the Endless Sea. After about three months, Chi ** returned to the mountain gate with a tired expression, and after a few days of refinement, he left that sword intent in front of the mountain gate, and then floated away. Although he did not leave a single word, all the disciples thought that he had gone to the immortal realm, but it was not confirmed at this time. Later, some disciples questioned whether Chi ** went somewhere during those three months, but this kind of thing is useless to guess alone, so it has become an unsolved mystery of the Songshan faction.

"Where the hell did he go?" Murong Xian muttered slightly, she also felt that something should have happened during that time.

At this time, she was meditating in the legendary ancestral grass hall of the Songshan School, the grass hall is very simple, but she feels that every grass in it is in line with the surrounding breath, and living in the grass hall is like being integrated with this natural world, and the laws of heaven and earth seem to be more in line. After living here for many days, Murong Xianxian felt a lot, and she was thinking about how to get rid of this thatched cottage. At this moment, her eyes were once again at the painting hanging in the middle of the wall of the cottage. RS