Chapter 1939 Soul-Catching Bottle

When Sikong Jing held the silver spear, Hao Zicun was extremely nervous. Anyway, his mood at this moment was very complicated.

Sikong Jing tried harder and harder, but the silver spear still didn't move at all.

After the third effort, she was relieved.

She let go of her hand and congratulated Hao Zicun directly, "Hao Zicun, the silver spear is yours."

As soon as these words came out, Hao Zicun jumped up with joy, "Hahaha..."

Murong Lingji couldn't stand it anymore and poured cold water on it, "This doesn't mean you can pick it up!"

Hao Zicun's laughter stopped suddenly, "M-Brother Murong, are you kidding me?"

Murong Lingji said nothing, with a half-smile on his face.

This frightened Hao Zicun so much that he quickly stepped forward to get the silver spear. As a result, he took it lightly and the silver spear was picked up.

Hao Zicun blinked, and then jumped up, "I got it, I got it, I got it! Hahaha... I, Hao Zicun, also have an immortal-level spiritual weapon."

Sikong Jing and Ye Han also smiled and congratulated him.

After feeling happy, Hao Zicun looked at Murong Lingji and said, "Brother Murong, you did it on purpose before."

Murong Lingji glanced at him, then lowered his head to comfort Ye Han, "Han'er, since Brother Hao has received a reward, you must also have a reward."

Hao Zicun: "..."

What does it mean now that Brother Hao has received the reward?

At the same time, another burst of light flashed from the nameless monument, and then a cassock appeared in everyone's sight.

"This is an immortal-level robe!" Murong Lingji said.

No matter how you look at it, this fairy-level robe is beautiful, with pear blossoms embroidered on it.

Sikong Jing fell in love at first sight, but he did not forget that there was Ye Han. He smiled and said, "Miss Ye, you come first!"

"Han'er, this fairy-level robe should belong to Miss Sikong." Murong Lingji suddenly said.

At this time, Ye Han also understood that the three of them must be rewarded, so he felt particularly calm. He looked at Sikong Jing and stretched out his hand to make a gesture of invitation.

"Then I'm welcome."

After saying that, Sikong Jing stepped forward quickly.

Sure enough, she took it lightly and got the cassock.

"It's really my reward!"

Next, Sikong Jing happily studied this fairy-level robe called Lihua, and the more he looked at it, the more he couldn't put it down.

An immortal-level robe is not only beautiful to wear, but it can definitely save her many times.

When the nameless monument flashed with light again, Hao Zicun and Sikong Jing both put away their rewards and looked at the nameless monument.

They were curious about what Ye Han's reward was.

Soon, a gleaming bottle and a scroll appeared in everyone's sight.

"Two rewards!"

Hao Zicun and Sikong Jing exclaimed with envy on their faces.

Ye Han also had a look of surprise on her face. She didn't expect that she would get two rewards. She thought it was also a fairy-level spiritual weapon.

When Ye Han picked up the bottle and scroll, the nameless monument disappeared before their eyes.

As for when it will appear next, no one knows.

Ye Han studied the bottle and saw two words at the bottom of the bottle.

"Soul-taking?"

Hearing this, Murong Lingji's eyebrows jumped, he took the bottle and studied it, then smiled and congratulated, "Congratulations Han'er, this is the soul-destroying bottle.

Whoever offends you in the future, you will use the soul-destroying bottle to deal with them and absorb their soul to control them. "

Hearing Murong Lingji's words, Ye Han's eyes flashed with surprise, and then she looked happy. She had another life-saving trump card.

"I like."

Hao Zicun and Sikong Jing looked envious again. They also wanted the soul-destroying bottle.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Han opened the scroll and there was a music score on it.

Although Ye Han has already studied the divine music score, he will never dislike this fairy music score.

At the same time, Ye Feixuan and Youyouzi also came back from the other side of the bamboo forest.

Ye Murin and Ye Feiran were still standing where they were.

Seeing Ye Feixuan and Youyouzi, Hao Zicun and Sikong Jing immediately shared their gains and asked about their gains.

"Xuanxuan, Youyou, what did you gain?"

Youyouzi glanced at Ye Feixuan with an embarrassed look on her face.

Seeing this, Ye Feixuan smiled helplessly, "Youyou don't have to be like this. It's your chance to get the inheritance from your predecessors. I'm really happy for you."

After hearing this, Hao Zicun and Sikong Jing suddenly looked envious again.

Their gains pale into insignificance compared to their inheritance.

All in all, they didn't know how many times they were envious today.

Murong Lingji knew Ye Feixuan somewhat and knew that she really didn't mind. However, in order to liven up the atmosphere, he still said, "Axuan, I have gained nothing."

At this time, Ye Feiran's voice suddenly sounded, "Mu Lin and I found nothing, but we found a weapon that is very suitable for A Xuan."

Since Youyouzi has received the inheritance from his predecessors, there is no need to try to draw the sword.

Hearing this, everyone turned to look at Ye Feiran and Ye Murin, and naturally saw the Qingming Sword being dragged by them like scrap metal.

Ye Feiran waved to Ye Feixuan, "Axuan, come here quickly."

Ye Feixuan walked over quickly, and Youyouzi and the others naturally followed.

Youyouzi could tell at a glance that it was a ghost weapon, so he immediately looked for the words on the sword.

When she saw it clearly, she exclaimed, "Qingming Sword!"

Ye Feixuan was also surprised. She knew about the Qingming Sword, but she didn't expect it to appear here and be found by the Goddess and Lord Ye.

Murong Lingji raised his eyebrows slightly, and envied Ye Feiran's luck again, "The Qingming Sword is a divine weapon, and it is also one of the ten great weapons of the underworld."

Hao Zicun and Sikong Jing: "!!!"

Okay, they are going to envy again.

So, the one who gained the most from this trip was Ye Feixuan.

Ye Feiran stepped forward and grabbed Ye Feixuan's hand, "A Xuan, I believe you can get its recognition."

Ye Feixuan's eyes were withdrawn from the Qingming Sword and nodded heavily, "Yeah!"

At this time, everyone thought of the famous sword choosing its master. They all hoped that Ye Feixuan would be recognized by the Qingming Sword from the bottom of their hearts.

Among them, Youyouzi's mood was a little complicated, but she thought that she had already received the inheritance of her predecessors and she was not a sword cultivator, so she was relieved all of a sudden.

Whether you are a human or a ghost, you must be content with what you have. Greed will affect the future path of cultivation.

When Ye Feixuan walked towards the Qingming Sword, the Qingming Sword, which had remained silent, finally moved.

It flew directly into the air, with the tip of the sword facing Ye Feixuan. Although the sword was not drawn out of the scabbard, the divine weapon still frightened Hao Zicun and the others.

At the same time, the aura on Ye Feixuan began to change.

Seeing this, Murong Lingji immediately said, "Step back, don't be hurt by the sword intent."

Whether it is the sword intent of the Qingming Sword or the sword intent cultivated by Ye Feixuan, they should not be underestimated.

As they retreated to a certain position, the aura on Ye Feixuan was completely different from before. The condensed sword intent emanating from her body was icy and piercing, making people dare not approach.

Murong Lingji and Ye Murin protected Ye Han and Ye Feiran behind them in time, so they were not hurt by the sword intent on Ye Feixuan, but Hao Zicun, Sikong Jing and Youyouzi were not so lucky.

They clearly felt the stinging pain as the cold sword intent slid across their skin. If the distance was a little closer, they would probably cut their skin and bleed.

"Hiss... What a powerful sword intent!"