The domineering master of the beautiful president

Chapter 963 Snow Color Spirit Sword
Ye Hao asked in surprise: "How much can the Golden Demon Pill improve its cultivation? How many levels can it be?"

"How many? Two at most! You are now at the eighth level of condensed energy! Maybe you can upgrade to the ninth level of condensed energy!" Snow Mountain Mink explained speechlessly.

"Only promote one? What's the use of that!" Ye Hao rolled his eyes for a while.

"You kid is really short-sighted! One level is not good enough? After checking one level, you can decide the life and death of others!" Xueshan Mink said dissatisfied.

Ye Hao looked at the three black pills, grinned and said, "Forget it! Put it away first! Maybe you won't need it in the future!"

As he spoke, he put away the black pills, the so-called Golden Demon Pill. Snow Mountain Sable despised it for a while, and said to himself why did you keep it away when you didn't need it, what a little money fanatic.

After Ye Hao put away the Golden Demon Pill, he continued to walk towards the backyard, and soon found several people fighting over some pill in front of him. This kind of thing was too common, he didn't bother to pay attention to it, and continued to go deeper.

But at this moment, he saw Guan Fei's figure, and went straight to a small mountain at the back. This mountain belongs to the ruins of the sect, and there are several magnificent temples on it. Yu exudes bursts of brilliance.

Of course Ye Hao knew that there might be some treasure on it, otherwise Guan Fei wouldn't be so excited.

Of course, Guan Fei also saw Ye Hao, he just gave him a glance, and then left quickly, Ye Hao showed a smile on his mouth, and then followed.

After a while, he came to the top of the mountain, and found that the mountain had a shielding seal, and only monks at the eighth level of condensed energy could enter, no wonder there weren't so many sect disciples here.

He went straight to the source of the brilliance, and suddenly saw a huge sword pond. Around the sword pond, Hong Juechen, Guan Fei, Chu Qingfeng, and Mo Qianyu were all standing around.

Looking at the top of the sword pool, there are hundreds of sword blades inserted on it. The hundreds of sword blades exude bursts of brilliance, and the momentum is quite spectacular. However, these hundreds of sword blades are all broken swords, but in the hundreds of sword blades Surrounded by the broken sword, there is a snow-white long sword with a well-preserved blade.

"Lingbao!"

Ye Hao recognized it at a glance, this snow-white blade is a spiritual treasure, exuding a strong spirituality.

But Hong Juechen, Guan Fei, and Chu Qingfeng all had bright eyes, only Mo Qianyu's beautiful eyes had a look of nostalgia.

"Haha! This sword is mine!" Chu Qingfeng was agitated. He is a person who uses swords. Of course, he is very fond of swords and spiritual treasures. A sword left from ancient times shows its value. and rarity.

"If you want to get the spirit sword, it depends on your ability!" Hong Juechen gave him a hard look, and said coldly.

Although Hong Juechen had an iron halberd, no one would have too many spirit treasures. At this moment, he was also fascinated by the spirit sword.

Although Guan Fei didn't open his mouth to speak, his eyes showed a cunning look. Of course he also wanted to get the spirit sword in the sword pool.

Mo Qianyu didn't speak, but said lightly: "I won't shoot you with that snow-colored spirit sword! I only want those broken swords!"

Everyone looked at each other, and they all showed a burst of sarcasm, because everyone could see that only the snow-colored spirit sword was the treasure, and those broken swords were already rusted, and fools would snatch them.

"Since Senior Sister Mo is willing to give us her treasure, we definitely have no objections. Those broken swords belong to Senior Sister Mo!" Chu Qingfeng, a Taoist priest, looked very angry.

"I have no objection!" Hong Juechen said.

Senior Sister Mo nodded.

The next moment, Hong Juechen slapped his waist suddenly, and instantly threw a golden rope towards the snow-colored spirit sword.

Chu Qingfeng's face changed, and he said angrily: "Good job Hong Juechen! You want to eat it all by yourself!"

"I told you a long time ago! Who can get it! It's up to each person!" Hong Juechen replied coldly.

At this moment, Chu Qingfeng was no longer calm. He jumped up, drew the long sword out of its sheath in his hand, instantly released the sword energy, and slashed towards the golden silk rope.

"Chong!"

In an instant, the sword energy was so strong that it cut off the golden rope, and the snow-colored spirit sword was still inserted into the sword pool without moving.

"court death!"

Hong Juechen was riding on the blue leopard, and suddenly the iron halberd in his hand turned, and a sharp wave shot towards Chu Qingfeng in an instant.

Chu Qingfeng was not a vegetarian either, he immediately started to swing the long sword, and the sword glow emerged, and the two fought together, because they were both at the ninth level of condensing energy, the battle was inseparable.

At this moment, Guan Fei rolled his eyes, seeing an opportunity, he immediately jumped up into the air, and jumped towards the sword pool, wanting to hold the snow-colored spirit sword in his hand.

Hong Juechen and Chu Qingfeng who were fighting were vegetarians, they had already thought that Guan Fei would attack, they were not fools here, they had already taken precautions.

"call out!"

"Chong!"

I saw Chu Qingfeng's sleeve, a sharp blue dagger shot towards Guan Fei in an instant.

And Hong Juechen roared towards Guan Fei with a hemlock.

Guan Fei's expression changed, and he quickly jumped over in mid-air, dodging these two sharp attacks, but did not get the snow-colored spirit sword.

"Hey! Guan Fei, don't even think about it, you eighth-level condensate! The spirit sword belongs to us!" Chu Qingfeng smiled slyly. When it was a baby, it all disappeared, more like a cunning profiteer.

"If you think about making money again, I will kill you!" Hong Juechen said indifferently.

Guan Feiqi's teeth were itchy, who would let his cultivation base be low, he couldn't beat these two people, his face was ashen, and he didn't speak.

Afterwards, Hong Juechen and Chu Qingfeng fought again, in order to compete for the snow-colored spirit sword.

Mo Qianyu glanced at them, ignored them, and walked forward. Suddenly, Yubi moved, and a powerful spiritual force burst out from the palm of his hand, which instantly enveloped hundreds of broken swords.

"Chong!"

I saw these broken swords suddenly pulled out from the sword pool, whistling and flying into the air, bursts of brilliance shrouded the entire mountain peak.

Hong Juechen and Chu Qingfeng who were fighting at the moment stopped suddenly, because most of the radiance was emitted by the snow-colored spirit sword just now, but now these broken swords also radiate radiance, making them wonder whether their judgment was wrong?These broken swords are also treasures?But Broken Sword has no spirituality.

Ye Hao walked up the mountain and saw this scene.

I saw these broken swords spinning in mid-air, the speed of turning was getting faster and faster, and suddenly there was a sound of "clang!", and they converged towards the middle. A new quaint longsword.

Ye Hao, Hong Juechen, Chu Qingfeng, and Guan Fei all had their eyelids twitch.

(End of this chapter)