The slender fingers kept flipping the red jade pendant, Yi Chu's face was confused, this Chiyang jade jade had no other effects except for his own body temperature.

Yi Chu, who had already wasted his strength for a long time, didn't want to think about it anymore, but casually took out the storage bag that he had obtained from Wang Luoyi. Because Wang Luoyi was already dead, Yi Chu didn't have to make any effort to open the storage bag. With the experience of opening the Blood Killer Storage Bag last time, Yi Chu didn't directly pour out the contents of the storage bag one by one.

This Wang Luoyi is worthy of being one of the Seven Swords and Thirteen Eagles of Taihao Gate, although he has not reached the innate, but the space in his storage bag is twice as large as that of the Blood Killer. Unfortunately, clothes and miscellaneous items have taken up most of the space in the bag.

There are more than 500 pills in a bottle of Luoxia Pill, and there are as many as ten orange pills. It can be seen from this that the status of this Wang Luoyi is definitely not comparable to the two Taoists of Yixin and Yifei.

The splitting sword technique, this is another big gain of Yi Chu in Wang Luoyi. This sword technique is not a flying sword cultivation sword technique, it mainly uses an ordinary long sword, but at this time, it is the most suitable for Yi Chu.

There is no magic weapon, no flying sword, this is undoubtedly Yi Chu's most regrettable, this Wang Luoyi may be because he wants to get the Yang Shooting Immortal Sword, so in his hand, there is no inferior flying sword. As for the magic weapon, the rope was still tied to the Soul Eater Python, and although Yi Chu was greedy, he didn't have the courage to let go of the Soul Eater Python.

After counting what he had gained, Yi Chu settled down in this closed cave. With thousands of pills, he didn't need to worry about food for the time being.

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Outside the dark mountain stream, the Soul Eater Python with a length of dozens of feet was still falling into the void, not far from its body, the person who tied it was still lying on the ground blindly, and the blood that was still flowing rapidly at the beginning had dissipated without a trace at this time.

"Whoosh", Changhong cut through the sky, and a figure accompanied this shocking Changhong came to the mountain stream in an instant. This Daoist was dressed in a cyan robe, and a silver gossip shone brightly on his chest.

"Who is it? Which bastard killed my disciple!" The Daoist saw Wang Luoyi who had fallen to the ground, and let out a roar when he looked up to the sky, and between the waves of his palm, a cyan light rushed out of the Daoist's hand and hit the body of the Soul Eater Python fiercely.

The huge body, under this cyan light, instantly turned into a blood mist in the sky. Even the long rope that bound the Soul Eater Python turned into broken ropes between the waves of the Daoist's palms.

This long rope is not very good, but it is a magic weapon in itself, and it can be destroyed directly with your hands, and the strength of this person can be imagined!

Holding up Wang Luoyi's dead body, the eyes of the Taoist were blood-red. This Wang Luoyi is the meat of the heart of the Taoist, and he is regarded by him as a genius who carries forward their lineage, but now he is dead here.

This path of immortality, when Wang Luo came, he had already calculated it clearly, and it should be dangerous. But even so, he still used his connections to let the head of the Taihao Sect send Song Yuanchen and Luo Haibin, two important disciples ranked among the Seven Swords and Thirteen Eagles, to protect the Fa.

"Meet Uncle Ruyi. Song Yuanchen and Luo Haibin, who came from afar, looked at the Taoist with a look of regret on their faces, and said respectfully.

"Why? Why did Luo Yi die?" Ruyi Daoren's eyes flashed like lightning on Song Yuanchen and Luo Haibin, and he asked angrily.

With the anger of the Ruyi Daoist, a coercion was overwhelmingly pressed towards the two of them! It seems that if the answers of the two could not satisfy the Ruyi Daoist, then the Ruyi Daoist would not care about tearing these two people apart!

"Dangchang", a crisp sword roar shot straight out from Song Yuanchen's sword, and the bright light like a star protected Song Yuanchen tightly in it. Tianxuan Immortal Sword felt that his master was being threatened, so at this moment, he automatically unsheathed the Guardian Lord.

The crisp sound of the sword made the originally crazy mind of the Ruyi Daoist instantly clear, and he looked at Song Yuanchen who was like a fairy under the silver brilliance, and his brows were furrowed. Although Song Yuanchen's status at this time is not as good as his, as one of the most important seven swords of the Seven Swords and Thirteen Eagles, Song Yuanchen's importance to Taihaomen is not comparable to his Ruyi Daoist!

The sky-high aura was slowly withdrawn, and the Ruyi Daoist glanced at Song Yuanchen coldly, and then said lightly: "Senior nephew Yuanchen, what do you say is going on?"

"Uncle Shi is good at innate calculations, rather than letting Yuan Chen say it, it is better for Uncle Shi to calculate. Song Yuanchen's faint voice was extremely cold, not only with respect for Ruyi Daoist, but also implied a kind of indifference that rejected people thousands of miles away.

Luo Haibin didn't even dare to make a sound at this time, although he was also a member of the Seven Swords and Thirteen Eagles, but his status with Song Yuanchen was incomparable at all. At this time, he was terrified, for fear that this Ruyi uncle would target him.

"Hahaha, okay, Master Yuanchen reminded me this time, I want to see who killed my disciple this time. The laughter of the Ruyi Taoist was extremely dry and cold, and there was no trace of joy at all.

A few gold foils shimmering with a hint of golden light floated strangely in the air under the scattering of the Ruyi Daoist. The void covered in gold leaf flickered strangely at this moment.

"The innate gods calculate, move the sky and change the bucket. As the Ruyi Daoist spoke, a cyan light shrouded the space covered by the six pieces of gold leaf.

The cyan light shone on the void, and within the gold leaf, a strange picture slowly flashed, and in the picture, Wang Luo, whose face was extremely excited, stretched out his hand and grabbed it directly towards the dazzling fairy sword.

"Smack", a red bead hit Wang Luoyi's head fiercely. A little blood flower, like a falling plum, sprinkled all over this piece of the world. Above this endless red glow, a delicate face with a hint of disdain appeared in front of their eyes.

"It's him! It's him who killed my disciple, I'm going to kill him, kill him a dog!" Ruyi Daoist looked at the moment when Wang Luo's body fell, he burned with anger, and roared sharply, the appearance of gritting his teeth, he wanted to arrest Yi Chu right now and cramp and pull out his bones.

"Heaven and earth are infinite, observe all beings, show me!" Ruyi Daoren's fingers flicked, and two rays of light blasted towards the mirror like lightning, this time he wanted to see where the person who killed his disciple was hiding.