On the other side, the magical weapon was flying rapidly.

As soon as Gu Lanyi finished speaking, he suddenly sneezed.

Ye Sui'an raised his eyebrows slightly, "What's wrong with you?"

Gu Lanyi glanced at him and said calmly: "I don't know, maybe someone is scolding me behind my back again."

Yi Ling heard their conversation and hesitated to speak.

Do you have to be so calm? He said, "Have you ever reflected on why people always scold you?"

"Why should I reflect on this?" Gu Lanyi looked puzzled. "There are many people who dislike me. They can scold me if they want. It won't pose any threat to me."

In Gu Lanyi's cognitive world, except for a few people who are truly recognized by him, the words of others are like fart.

It is not worthy for him to reflect on himself because of what those insignificant people say.

For Gu Lanyi, it is better to slander others than to reflect on himself, because he can't be wrong anyway.

Don’t ask, asking means confidence in yourself.

Yi Ling: "..."

There was no need for him to talk to this hateful guy.

The others were attracted by Gu Lanyi's words just now. "Hasn't your sect always been aloof from things that don't concern you? Why are you suddenly so active this time?"

They would not be so surprised if it was any of the other three sects, but it was Qingyun Sect. You know, their relationship with Taiyi Sect is not good, and they would mock each other every time they met before.

So it’s hard not to be confused.

"There must be something fishy going on when things are out of the ordinary." The four people from Taiyi Sect glanced at them. Ye Sui'an touched his chin and said, "Why don't I believe it?"

Xu Xingmu also held his chin and blinked, "I don't believe it either."

It’s not that they don’t know how to appreciate a good person, it’s just that the people of Qingyun Sect cannot be described as good people, not to mention that their previous bad deeds are still fresh in people’s minds.

Gu Lan was furious, "What's wrong with our sect elders going to help? Believe it or not."

Seeing that he had angered people, Jiang Chaoxu quickly came out to smooth things over. He pressed down the heads of the two troublesome brothers on the left and right and explained: "They are not very smart and like to tell the truth. Don't mind it."

"..."

The fact that you can say this shows that you are not very smart, right?

Gu Lanyi turned to Shen Weixun with a cold face and said coldly: "Don't you care about your junior brother?"

Under his intense gaze, the young man finally turned his eyes away from the scenery outside. He chuckled and said, "Is there something wrong with what they said?"

The relationship between the two sects has only eased slightly until now. After such a long period of confrontation, isn't it reasonable for Ye Sui'an and others to question it occasionally?

Gu Lanyi: "..."

I'm so annoying.

As expected, he still hated talking to people from Taiyi Sect.

Seeing that this topic came to nothing, the onlookers nearby also laughed. After all, it proved that other sects had sent people there. Even if the elders had some purpose, it was not their turn to question. Everything would be clear once they arrived at the place.

So a group of people started to dig out spirit stones continuously in order to speed up their journey. The sword cultivators who saw this scene swallowed their saliva and couldn't help but shed bitter tears.

As expected, they are the only poor people.

The speed of the flying magic weapon soared to the extreme in an instant, as the disciples were anxiously waiting.

As expected, if nothing unexpected happens, something unexpected will happen——

Crash.

*

The unlucky guy who was hit was a monk who was flying a sword.

A loud muffled sound startled everyone and they woke up. They subconsciously looked in the direction where the sound came from, and then saw that the monk who was also concentrating on flying the sword at a very fast speed had a close contact with the front of the flying magic weapon.

With a loud bang, he flew backwards.

The crisp sound of the collision made several disciples couldn't help but touch their foreheads, wondering if the other party's brain was okay after the collision.

Sang Wan swallowed and carefully poked her head out, "Did we bump into someone?"

Yi Ling opened his eyes like a dead fish, "Let's remove the word 'like'."

Ye Sui'an: "This will cost a lot of spiritual stones, right?"

"Is this what we should be concerned about now?" Cen Huan's mouth twitched, "Hurry up and find someone, huh?!"

Ruined.

The group of disciples were stunned for a moment, then suddenly became flustered.

When they arrived at the side of the monk who was flying backwards, they found that things did not seem simple.

The other party seemed to be a sword cultivator, with white hair and beard, looking like an immortal and otherworldly master.

The disciples present who had never seen the world were stunned for a moment.

With this aura and strength, it was probably some senior that they bumped into.

Just when everyone was rushing out to see what had happened to the person, a strong demonic aura suddenly roared over from not far away.

Ye Sui'an raised his eyebrows slightly, held a few talismans between his fingers and threw them out. They and the entire flying magic weapon temporarily disappeared from the spot.

At this time, when it is unclear who is the enemy or friend, it is best to be cautious in everything.

Soon, the figure of a demon cultivator appeared in the air. He looked around from a high position and set his eyes on the sword cultivator who was knocked into the pit by his disciples.

He immediately laughed loudly at the other party's embarrassment at the moment, "Run, why don't you keep running?"

"You are so foolish that you want to stop His Majesty's plan with just this little ability! You are the only one here now, and no one will come to save you even if you scream your throat out."

The twenty or so hidden disciples: "..."

Oh? Really?

If you say so, then they will have to perform a magic trick on the spot to liven up the atmosphere.

After Jiang Chaoxu explored the area with his spiritual sense, he pulled his senior brother and silently told the others through his mouth.

'There is only one demon cultivator.'

However, his cultivation level is obviously above the level of the Spirit Transformation, no wonder he exudes a flavor of 'domineering demon cultivator forcing love' when he opens his mouth.

Upon hearing this, a group of sword cultivators led by Xu Xingmu immediately became eager to try.

Even with so many of them, they still can't suppress a mere demon.

Only then did the swordsman below slowly dig himself out of the pit.

He didn't expect that he would be so unlucky. He had just flown out on his sword not far when he overturned.

At this moment, I heard the demon still chattering there, and my already dizzy head shook even more.

"A lot of people..."

He couldn't help but murmur.

The demon cultivator who was about to deal with him sneered, "Where can such a large number of people come from in this remote place? You are an old man, and you want to cheat people, but you can't even find a decent excuse."

The moment he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a chill on his back.

A slight fluctuation of spiritual energy was particularly obvious in the quiet environment at this moment. The demon cultivator's body stiffened and he slowly turned his head.

He saw a group of young men appear behind him at some point, some holding swords, some holding talismans, and they gave him an exceptionally bright smile.

"Hi~"

……