Xu Ping'an returned to the room, lay on the bed, covered his head with a quilt, and turned a blind eye to the things outside the window.

Tired.

If the immortal realm is destroyed, it will be destroyed.

He couldn't stop any of those women.

Father and son have really tried their best.

...

With Ruan Tang's approval, Bai Ze no longer hesitated and threw three beads into the air.

An orange.

A purple color.

A green one.

Without Bai Ze's activation, three beads circling in the air.

I waited for two quarters of an hour without any reaction.

Bai Ze was not surprised.

Starting from the foundation-building monks, they can already skillfully use storage magic weapons. Once the divine mind mark is branded, others cannot open it at all unless the high-level monks forcefully erase the mark.

When we arrived at the Emperor Realm, storage magic weapons were basically eliminated and replaced by domain space.

Except for the Emperor Realm who takes the initiative to release it, there is no way to open it.

In other words.

Items in the domain space are absolutely safe.

Qingfeng Sword said disappointedly: "When Xu Qingfeng dies, no one can take out the magic sword Wuzheng."

However.

The next moment.

What made everyone's pupils shrink?

I saw a sword flying slowly from the Tomb of Xu Qingfeng, and the magic sword Wuzheng actually flew out of the realm space by himself!

"..." Qingfeng Sword.

Fortunately, everyone's eyes fell on the sword without a sword.

The sword body is covered with crooked rust.

But Bai Ze knew that those rusts were cloud and water rust characters that were regarded as immortal scriptures by the Immortal Realm, totaling thirty-six.

Even the Emperor and the Taotie God General could not remember even one, and it was all memorized and written by Ruan Tang.

Thinking of this.

Bai Ze tilted his head.

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