Chapter 3780

"Senior Brother Yang, should we go to Donggang?" A disciple of Xianyin Valley asked cautiously.

"Let's talk after dawn!" The scar-faced youth shook his head, deciding to search for the intruder after dawn.

"Um."

Beep beep~~~

At this time, the summons token on Scarface's waist rang, and he picked it up to take a look, and his expression became even uglier.

"Senior Brother Yun."

"What happened, I heard that the night is dead." A faint voice came from the token, with questioning, but giving people a sense of superiority.

Dao Scar's face was full of sweat, and he hurriedly said: "Senior brother Yun, the little brother has neglected his duties, just now outsiders broke into the Herb Mountain from Yuliangkou, not only killed three You Ying, but even the night curtain I sent Died at the hands of that man."

"Do you know who it is?" Mu Jingyun's tone remained unchanged, and there was no sign of panic.

"I don't know. The person who came is too mysterious. I guess it might be the little sword god Mo Ya. Only his sword is so fast." The scar-faced young man honestly explained.

"Um."

On the other side of the token, Mu Jingyun was silent for a long time before opening his mouth: "You go to Donggang in person after dawn, the intruder must die, I don't care if he is the little sword god Mo Ya, if it ruins my big business, You don't have to live anymore."

"Yes, yes, yes!" The scar-faced youth nodded repeatedly, and before he could say anything else, the other side had already pinched the summoning token.

"Brother Yang, what should we do?"

"Call everyone and rush to Donggang before dawn."

...

In the early morning, the east is white.

Lin Yi sat on a big rock to rest. In just one night, he gained a lot. He found forty elixir alone, plus the millennium elixir he got from the shadow warrior.

The thousand-year elixir on his body reached 300, and 15 of them were duplicates. Yaoshan's elixir is really rich, more than Lin Yi imagined.

Of course, opportunities and crises coexist. That night, he killed more than thirty fifth-level mid-level spirit beasts, and the most thrilling thing was the fight with the Shadow Warrior.

"Huh? Someone."

Just as Lin Yi was about to close his eyes and rest, he felt two figures approaching in the distance. He moved his feet, floated away from the big rock, and found a relatively secluded place to hide.

After three breaths.

Two figures fell from the sky, just landing on the big rock where Lin Yi was originally.

"It's them!" Lin Yi glanced at the two, surprised.

Both of them were around twenty years old, one of them was dressed in a moon white robe, with a handsome face and a fearsome nose.

The other person is dressed in sackcloth, with a lonely figure, a three-foot Qingfeng sword behind his back, and a tall figure.

They are Nangong Zheyue, the young master of Lihuomen, and Mo Ya, the little sword god of Shenjianmen. "What are they doing here?" Lin Yi looked weird. When he was fighting Shadow Warrior yesterday, the other party suspected that he was the little sword god Mo Ya. Now that the little sword god Mo Ya is really here, if someone from Xianyin Valley bumps into him, it will be tantamount to doing it for himself.

Black pot.

Thinking of this, Lin Yi smiled, no matter why Nangong Zheyue and Mo Ya came here, it would not do him any harm.

"Brother Nangong, can you really find the "Nine Serenity Requiem"?"

It was Little Sword God Mo Ya who spoke, and Lin Yi became interested in his first sentence.

"Yes, it's absolutely true, I do know the whereabouts of "Nine Nether Requiem"." Nangong Zheyue said firmly.

Little Sword God Mo Ya frowned, and said: "If you know, you can go find it yourself, why call me, don't you be afraid of me..."

Little Sword God didn't finish his words, but the meaning was obvious. He is also interested in the legendary "Nine Nether Requiem".

Nangong Zheyue smiled, and said: "Brother Mo, Ming people don't speak dark words, if you wait for it for me, I can let you make a copy."

"Okay! What do you need me to do?" Little Sword God nodded. The thing is obvious, although Nangong Zheyue knows the whereabouts of "Nine Nether Soul Song", but whether he can get it is another matter. There are hundreds of disciples of Xianyingu here, as well as the terrifying Mu Jingyun, who want to get "Nine Serenities" Ghost Requiem, yes

It's harder than climbing to the sky.

"Help me deal with Mu Jingyun." Nangong Zheyue said bluntly.

Little Sword God frowned even tighter, and said: "Brother Nangong is just joking, Mu Jingyun is a warrior at the seventh level of Nirvana, you think highly of me too."

Nangong Zheyue said: "What is the most powerful disciple of Xianyin Valley?"

"Naturally, it's an attack from the soul." Little Sword God Mo Ya couldn't deny it.

"Brother Mo, what is this?"

Nangong Zheyue smiled, and casually took out a small one-inch tripod, square, with four legs and two ears.

After receiving the tripod, little sword god Mo Ya flashed a hint of surprise: "The soul defends the spirit soldiers."

"Spiritual soldiers for soul defense?"

Lin Yi's eyes lit up in the distance, and even he was moved. The spirit soldiers for the defense of the soul, to put it bluntly, are specially designed to protect the soul. With such spirit soldiers, it is much easier for the disciples of Xianyin Valley to deal with them.

"Hehe! It seems that Brother Nangong has long been prepared." Little Sword God smiled.

"Well! Brother Mo, no matter whether the matter is successful or not, this little thing is for you."

"Thank you very much."

The little sword god Mo Ya was not polite, and put away the little tripod directly.

Seeing the little sword god Mo Ya put away the little cauldron, Lin Yi was a little greedy. Divine soldiers for soul defense are very rare, even rarer than spiritual soldiers for attacking souls.

At present, only the people of Xianyin Valley can forge the spiritual weapons that attack the soul. As for the spiritual weapons that defend the soul, they have been lost. The ones that can be seen now are all handed down from ancient times.

The reason why Lin Yi didn't dare to show up in front of Xianyingu was because he was afraid of their spirit attacks. It would be perfect if there was a spirit defense weapon.

"Should I rob him?" The thought flashed in Lin Yi's mind, and Lin Yi immediately snuffed it out. The purpose of his coming here was "Jiuyou Requiem", not to fight with the disciples of Xianyin Valley.

Originally, he entered the Herb Mountain alone and wanted to compete with all the disciples of Xianyin Valley, but now that there are more Nangong Zheyue and Little Sword God Mo Ya, he just needs to hide in the dark and wait for the opportunity.

What's more, Nangong Zheyue also knows the whereabouts of "Jiuyou's Requiem", as long as he follows them, he can save a lot of trouble. When the time comes, the two of them will deal with the people of Xianyin Valley, and he only needs to fish in troubled waters.

Thinking of this, Lin Yi already had a decision in mind.

Nangong Zheyue and Little Sword God Mo Ya chatted about some more things before they both left. Lin Yi's expression changed, and he followed quietly.

Along the way, the two looked wary and approached the center of the medicine mountain cautiously. Occasionally, when they encountered the disciples of Xianyin Valley, they would subconsciously avoid them.

Lin Yi followed all the way. With the news of "Nine Nether Soul Songs", he no longer cared about collecting any elixir.

"Senior Brother Yang, we found our target. There are two people in total. You guessed right. Apart from the Little Sword God Mo Ya, Nangong Zheyue also entered the Herb Mountain."

"Where are they?"

"Still in Donggang, but left immediately, heading towards the direction where Senior Brother Yun is."

"Damn it! Keep following, don't act rashly, I'll take someone there right away."

"..."

Lin Yi followed the two quietly, and slowly he discovered that there were many more people following here, all of whom were old disciples of Xianyingu, but these people did not find themselves, but were following Nangong Zheyue and the other.

"Brother Nangong, we seem to be being followed." The little sword god subconsciously glanced at the back.

Nangong Zheyue shook his head indifferently, "It's just some small miscellaneous fish, nothing to be afraid of."

"It's better to be cautious, and don't miss a big deal."

The two of them were talking, and stopped in a mountain, looking at the forest behind them with burning eyes.

"Everyone has been following her for so long, shouldn't it be time to come out?" Nangong Zheyue said lightly.

"No, I was discovered, what should I do?"

"What else can we do? If you dare to break into our chassis, just kill them. If Senior Brother Yang hadn't ordered them, they would have already become the souls of Lao Tzu's sword."

"Go! Kill them."

clatter~~~

Suddenly, more than a dozen warriors appeared in various places in the mountains, all of them fierce and fierce, most of them were from the fifth level of nirvana, and there were two or three warriors from the sixth level of nirvana. The most imposing one was a red-faced young man.

A dozen or so people couldn't help but surround Nangong Zheyue and Little Sword God Mo Ya in the air.

The two of them are very calm, facing many warriors who are much higher than them, they are not afraid at all.

"Mo Ya, Nangong Zheyue, you are so courageous, who gave you the right to allow you to enter Medicine Mountain." The red-faced youth scolded.

"What a joke! The Tibetan world is so big, where can the two of us go?" Nangong Zheyue dismissed it.

The red-faced man smiled contemptuously: "Yaoshan is our territory, no one is allowed to enter, you have crossed the boundary."

The little sword god Mo Ya's eyes were cold, "You people from Xianyin Valley invited everyone to enter the Nine Nether Tibetan Realm, don't mess around, or don't blame me for being ruthless under the sword."

"Mo Ya!"

The red-faced young man yelled angrily, and then said angrily: "You killed the night curtain, we haven't settled this matter with you yet, but you got mad first, are you courting death?"

"Who is Yemu?" Mo Ya was slightly startled, with a blank expression on his face.

"Hmph! I still dare not admit it, brothers, kill me." The red-faced youth looked murderous.

The little sword god Mo Ya and both were at a loss, of course they didn't know the night, because the murderer was someone else, they were just scapegoats.

They are too lazy to explain, and the people of Xianyin Valley will not give them a chance to explain.

Boom boom boom~~~

Five warriors came out at the same time, three of them went to Little Sword God Mo Ya, and two of them went to Nangong Zheyue.

The little sword god Mo Ya opened his mouth to spit out a golden flying sword with a cold expression. It was his natal flying sword, only one foot long, but full of unimaginable sharpness.

Chi -

The natal flying sword radiated golden light, and then turned into a golden light, reaching in front of several people in a blink of an eye. The speed is as fast as a fright, like lightning.

Puff puff puff~~~ Three bloody heads soared into the sky, and the terrifying sword directly killed three warriors at the fifth level of Nirvana.