Chapter 889

People are in good spirits at happy events. At the moment, Song Fei is elated, smiling and should greet Yiqing and others with a bright smile.

In the eyes of Yiqing and others, the smile on Song Fei's face appears extremely arrogant and ironic, as if laughing at their overestimation.

Facing Song Fei's coming, more than ten great masters in the world of truth cultivation emerged a trace of fear in everyone's heart.

"Elder, can't you?" a friar at the ancestral level looked at Song Fei walking slowly and asked urgently.

"I, I lost my magic weapon." the bald old man's face turned pale. The earth fairy weapon was his lifeblood. He couldn't fly to the fairy world for that magic weapon. It can be said that he paid a very heavy price for him.

At present, the magic weapon is lost, and the heavy price becomes worthless.

The bald old man's heart has been filled with deep regret. If he had known so, he shouldn't have come to this muddy water. He even lost his most precious magic weapon for two immortal tools. At present, it's hard to protect his life, let alone the two immortal tools that pay for himself.

"What's the matter, that magic weapon against the sky?" some friars asked in a low voice, but all the people around him shook their heads and couldn't see where the earth fairy tool went.

"It seems that I lost it." finally someone said weakly.

Lost? This word is used in the monk's magic weapon. People suddenly feel extremely ridiculous. How can the magic weapon connected with the mind be lost?

But at present, it seems that the strange situation can only be described by throwing. First, otherwise, how could the five sects suddenly lose their fire and let Yue Tianyu come forward easily.

"Maybe, really, lost it." a friar said intermittently, but when he said the answer, even he felt extremely absurd.

Well, that's really lost. Many people began to slowly ask their hearts to accept this absurd answer, because from the perspective of the situation, only this absurd answer doesn't sound so absurd.

The doubt of magic weapon can only be pressed by the audience with Song Fei's action. After all, the Lord is still on the battlefield. Song Fei is undoubtedly the most eye-catching at the moment.

"Ow!" with a roar, the Black Unicorn flashed a lightning and came under Song Fei.

"Hehe, I almost forgot you. Do you want to come with me? Let's do it together." Song Fei stepped on Qilin's back. The combination of one person and one animal shook his eyes even more.

"You can't wait any longer. Sacrifice immortal tools and fight to the death." Yiqing drank heavily, and a picture scroll in his hand unfolded according to the trend. Then he shouted loudly, "all disciples listen to the order and sacrifice the mountain and river map with me!"

Other major sects can only learn from wushizong and sacrifice the most powerful immortal tools. Then five immortal tools float into the sky and shine brightly.

"The five immortals are worthy of being the five sects, and the inside information is really powerful." a monk said in the distance that many people have never seen the immortals in their life. At the moment, the five immortals are sacrificed together, which is undoubtedly more eye-catching than the earth immortals released.

Only real experts can feel that compared with the earth fairy tools, the five fairy tools today are the gap between heaven and earth.

But at this time, Yiqing had no choice but to fight hard with immortal tools. Otherwise, when Qingtian sword sect and others enter the array, he won't even have the opportunity to sacrifice immortal tools.

The picture of mountains and rivers hung high. Yiqing shouted in the distance: "Yue Tianyu, this is a misunderstanding. We are willing to compensate the losses of Qingtian sword sect. What do you think?"

"Compensation!" Song Fei sneered. He fought freely and paid back with blood. Aren't you happy when you kill my Qingtian sword sect disciple?

Although Song Fei made no one of his monks die with the help of the magic of puppet dolls, this does not mean that this gratitude and resentment can be eliminated with compensation. The people of Qingtian sword sect are their own relatives. How can they be so wanton to kill.

Five immortal tools, a picture of mountains and rivers, a blue immortal sword, a huge tripod, a small tower and a long gun can be described as having attack and defense and tacit cooperation.

The five immortals shook the void, once again attracted everyone's attention and pressed down on Song Fei.

"Roar!" Qilin roared under him, as if he was angry because the other party blasphemed his master.

Song Fei still walked slowly. Five figures shot out of Song Fei's back and blocked the track pressed by the five immortal tools.

The goat's hands swung up and down in front of his chest. The wind and cloud was stirred by his hands. With one move, he hit the mountain and river map sacrificed by Yiqing.

Qin Shihu's black flying sword was particularly low-key, and his own mana was even more ignored. Facing the red tower, a Sword Pierced out, but it was brilliant. The brilliance of this sword was so amazing that it instantly covered up all the light.

The sword light came and went quickly. After a sword stabbed out, the small tower seemed to lose control. Suddenly, it fell and was easily held in the heart of Qin Shihu's hand.

Jun wanshuang has fire in one hand and frost in the other. The power of life and death appears between his hands. Facing the pressed giant tripod, Jun wanshuang integrates ice and fire. In an instant, two dragons, one ice and one fire, spread from the palm of his hand and wrapped the giant tripod. Soon, the brilliance of the giant tripod is dim, the tripod becomes smaller and smaller, and finally falls into Jun wanshuang's hands.

Xiao Qiang's hands are still empty, and his destructive power is in sharp contrast to the killing power of the blue fairy sword. The sword master, however, became shaky under Xiao Qiang's destructive power, but soon, the blue light of the flying sword was dim, the flying sword fell, and another person was injured by blood spurting in the distance.

Under the long gun, Qin Xiaoru stepped on Qinglian. This time, Qinglian was not sacrificed as a magic weapon, but put her hands in front of her chest. A cyan light lit up in her chest. Facing the golden long gun stabbed down, Qin Xiaoru held the light in front of her chest with both hands and hit it.

Without the collision of mana and dazzling light, the immortal weapon spear stayed in the air inexplicably, which made most people confused.

But soon, the mana on the mountain and river map disappeared inexplicably. Then, the dense space cracks next to the immortal weapon spear appeared, and the cracks rolled up. The immortal weapon spear was involved in the space cracks and disappeared.

The ancestors could not bear the trauma of their mind, and a blood gushed out.

In the distant clouds, Kate and the pig killer were watching all this silently. Suddenly, Kate jumped up like a child, pointed to Qin Xiaoru in the endless distance and said, "husband, look, the way of time and space. There is really the way of time and space in this world."

"Really?" the pig killer's face moved instantly, and there was no anger because Kate called her husband.