.No pop-up windows, thousands of book fans were online at the same time when the sword energy was flying at Li Xiang, Li Xiang's face no gentle expression. Even if this is Fengming Pavilion, what can it do? Li Xiang is now a high-level god on the eight-story solid altar. Even the Thunder Dragon Emperor's palm was cut off, but now he was threatened by a high-level god. (_&&)

"If you want the Undead Sutra, then let's do it for you." Li Xiang's left hand suddenly stretched out, his five fingers spread out, and a gray-white hand immediately appeared in the air. The palm was filled with death and corrosion, just like a hand buried in the soil for decades suddenly stretched out into the soil, and there were piles of white and black bugs hanging on it, looking very disgusting and terrifying.

"Ten Thousand Swords!" The short blade in Mora's hand took action, as if a swordsman suddenly discovered the opponent's fatal weakness. He killed with one sword, and thousands of sword-headed sword energy in the air were thrust at Li Xiang.

"It's useless. Even the large-scale cutting technique cannot cut me." Compared to the large-scale cutting technique of the Thunder Dragon Emperor's son, Mora's secret technique, Wan Jianqi, is as ridiculous as a child holding a straw stick.

"Bang!" The gray-white palm had already grabbed Mora's neck and pinched it in the air. A gray-white smoke spewed out from the palm, and the smoke enveloped Mora's body and immediately crawled in.

When Mora saw his sword energy, she seemed to be watching a rock. Not only did she not hurt Li Xiang's target, but her sword energy was also broken from it neatly and disappeared into the air. Li Xiang's body did not even move.

"How is this possible? I am a core disciple of Fengming Pavilion. Even if the elders of the inner sect don't use treasures, they can't resist it." Mora roared unwillingly, and then she couldn't speak like a rooster who had her throat cut.

Mora looked at Li Xiang, and now there was no arrogance in his eyes. He regretted that he had not asked who Li Xiang was after hearing the news of the Undead Sutra. He regretted that he should not use the secret technique of Wan Arrow Qi, but should use his knowing sword, and the result might be different.

"People are the same. If you want to kill someone, you must have the awareness of being killed. This is the law of heaven and the axiom!" The gray palm tightened slightly, and Mora's neck immediately broke into blood mist, and his body and head fell to the ground.

"I have no intention of parting, I remember you. I dare to kill me in Fengming Pavilion. I want you to taste the taste of thousands of swords coming and thousands of swords scraping bones. I want you to die a bad death. I kneel on the ground like a dog and beg me." A faint little man shot out of the hall, and the most resentful curse sounded out of the air.

Li Xiang glanced at the villain who had already reached the gate of the hall, and also saw the ecstatic and resentful eyes on his face. He shook his head slightly, pointing his right index finger at the villain.

"Bang!" A purple lightning struck the little man's head, and the purple flame flashed, and the little man's voice stopped abruptly!

Aya said proudly: "The Lord is mighty, such a guy should have died long ago."

Li Xiang smiled and walked over, burst out two small magic crystal veins and put them away. At the same time, there were a lot of materials and pills, but there were no treasures and skills, which made Li Xiang feel that this guy did not match his identity as the task elder.

This Mora is really not a mission elder. It is just because the elder in charge of the mission went out that he temporarily took over this position as a core disciple. It is just because of this that when he heard a good thing like the Undead Sutra, his eyes turned green and he didn't even have any restraint at all when he heard about a good thing like the Undead Sutra.

Aya was still very satisfied with the gains of the two small magic crystal veins. She placed them in the altar and sorted them out and asked: "Master, what will we do next? Should we set fire to the mountain or wash Fengming Pavilion?"

Li Xiang thought about it and said, "No, it's wrong for us to kill people in Fengming Pavilion. How can we set fire? Or go to the Tibetan Pavilion and get a few books and we'll leave."

Aya nodded. It was useless to set fire. Such a large water-type mage of Fengming Pavilion is definitely indispensable. It is better to go to the Tibetan Pavilion.

Li Xiang naturally put Mora's identity on his chest and walked outward.

"See you!" Several inner disciples saw Li Xiang coming out of the mission hall and saluted one after another. Li Xiang suddenly pointed to the disciple at the end and said, "You keep it."

"Yes, sir!" The disciple who was designated by Li Xiang stayed aside nervously, while the other disciples envied the disciple who stayed behind.

"Take me to the Pavilion!" Li Xiang said directly.

Ah? The disciple was stunned, but when he saw Li Xiang's serious face, he quickly responded and walked out.

"I'll reward you." When I walked to the Pavilion, Li Xiang deliberately looked arrogant and threw a high-level power recovery pill to the disciple who led the way, and walked towards the Pavilion with big strides, without even looking at him.

"That's right." The disciple who led the way scratched his head, and the strange feeling in his heart disappeared.

"He should have been killed." Aya muttered in a low voice. This is not a disciple from the Holy Land, and he will kill him.

Li Xiang did not arrogantly think that he was swaying with the sign of his core disciples, and these elders would open the door to convenience for him.

Many of these elders were core disciples who had lost their hope of becoming emperor sons and then turned into sect disciples. Moreover, there were basically a fixed number of core disciples of a sect, and these elders would basically recognize them. If they went in, they would definitely be no different from going to die.

"Who are you?" The elder in charge of the management department saw Li Xiang walking in casually, and immediately shouted without any sign on his body.

Li Xiang hurriedly said, "I have met the elder. I came here to exchange the mission points for the registration."

"integral?"

"Yes, Lord Mora said that as long as I hand over the small magic crystal vein to him, I will allow me to go to the Sutra Pavilion to see any book." Li Xiang replied seriously.

The elder's eyes immediately flashed with a strong disdain, and he snorted with a snorted nose, thinking dissatisfiedly: "Mora, an ignorant and ignorant guy, is just a core disciple, who temporarily serves as the elder's rank, and he dares to blatantly receive benefits like this."

Mora is famous for his arrogant and greedyness throughout Fengming Pavilion. The management elder has no reason to doubt Li Xiang. The only thing that is angry is that Mora has taken over the other person's magic crystal vein and has not placed the task sign. Do you want me to refuse this person's request? "The more the management elder thinks, the more likely it is, so that Mora can openly take this person's points for himself, and the blame for those who refuse to complete the task is to redeem the reward items, which is easy to calculate.

"Although you have the reward points from our Fengming Pavilion, you don't have the temporary identity certificate from our Fengming Pavilion. In theory, you are not qualified to enter the Pavilion to see it." The management elder pondered in embarrassment, and his fingers were knocking on the table rhythmically, but his eyes were looking at Li Xiang.

Li Xiang's expression was very painful but he said with understanding: "I am willing to give the adults 30,000 points, and I hope the adults can help arrange more time."

"Okay, I'll make an exception, but there's only one stick of incense, and you'll be teleported out at that time. I hope you can take it well." The management elder said loudly.

What can a stick of incense do? If a divine emperor doesn’t choose a book, he should be able to record three to five books. The God Lord can record ten books. Li Xiang has huge points, but now he can only change to read ten books. I have to say that the elders in the mission of the Tibetan Pavilion are also a human being, and the saved points are transformed into his own name. This also shows that Li Xiang is an easy-to-bully.

"Don't say I didn't remind you, our Fengming Pavilion has unique magic patterns that will be blessed by the blessings, even if it is hidden in the altar or magic weapon, it will be displayed. So don't be lucky enough to steal the card out. If you are exposed, even if you want to die, you will be locked in the prison and endure the pain of oil every day."

"I got it, thank you sir."

The management elder's face became gentler. Li Xiang, who was behind him, stepped in and disappeared immediately.

"Hmph, if you ask me to take care of you, I will take care of you, but whether you can see it depends on your luck." A smug smile appeared on the face of the elder of the management.

"Master, is this really a Tibetan Pavilion?" Aya looked at the empty wasteland and could not believe that this was a Tibetan Pavilion. Could it be that the people in Fengming Pavilion buried them underground? Even if you can dig it out, you are qualified to watch it. If you can't dig it, you will be unlucky. This is too bad.

Li Xiang's face had recovered from calmness and elegance, his eyes were clear and bright, and a faint smile was hanging on the corner of his mouth. His nose wrinkled slightly and said softly: "It's right that this is the Pavilion, and it's the highest level of Fengming. I smelled the fragrance and heard the sound of words."

"I didn't even hear the sound of mosquitoes." Aya shouted in a low voice with her head down.

Li Xiang's hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed it, and a black book suddenly appeared in the air, with a hidden word written on it.

"Let's go, we'll take everything here." Li Xiang went out of the Shilong Boat directly. Thrandir was already standing on the bow of the boat. When he saw Li Xiang, he immediately said, "Sir."

Li Xiang directly ordered: "Turn the dragon boat with all my strength, I want to complete a circle here within one stick of incense."

The dragon boat made a huge sound of dragon roar, and endless majesty was scattered on the boat, as if the divine dragon was traveling in the nine heavens, and as if the divine emperor was patrolling his own territory. The dragon boat that was even more luxurious than the palace was probably the only master of the dragon master Wanlong, who was qualified to stand on it.

Li Xiang walked around the bow of the boat casually, and from time to time his divine hands made several attacks, and from time to time he grabbed all kinds of strange books in his hands. Sometimes, an inconspicuous stone in the grass would turn into a stone-like stone when Li Xiang grabbed it.

Any shape or hidden in any place, as long as Li Xiang passes by, he will clearly feel it, as if the place was placed there by his own hands.

Li Xiang didn't even look at these books, and after finding them, they threw them directly into his altar.

Aya saw that the books hidden in all directions were shooting at Li Xiang like meteors. However, thousands of books were already caught by Li Xiang in his hand in a few breaths, and the books in the altar gradually increased.

"Bold, who dares to use the power of the law in the hiding pavilion?" A cold shout came from mid-air. An eight-story altar appeared in front of the Shilong Boat in an instant. All the flying books around immediately paused slightly.

Li Xiang made a slight move with his hand, and the pause of Ji Hu was all pressed on the Dragon Boat with one hand.
Chapter completed!