My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

The golden pagoda said indignantly as it covered its eyes with its claws, as if it was really afraid of hurting its eyes.

Seeing what it did, Lu Zijia was speechless and had the urge to kick it.

As her contract spirit, this guy kept asking her, its master, to fight. What kind of spirit was it?

However, even though she was complaining inside, she still gave her man a look, indicating that she was going to start fighting.

Mu Tianyan, who received his wife's message, raised his arm and retracted his slender palm slightly.

The Sacred Dragon Sword, which was originally floating in the air, instantly returned to Mu Tianyan's hand.

Seeing that the two sides were about to fight, Tian Xiaogui and Feng Wenshan retreated a distance sensibly to avoid being affected.

Of course, they also had to be wary of Yu Jinming and the others taking the opportunity to attack them.

"Since you insist on interfering in the affairs of our sect, don't blame us!"

Even though Yu Jinming was afraid of Mu Tianyan's cultivation level, he felt that he had a chance of winning when he thought that there were four of them here and they were all quite strong.

So, in almost a breath, the six of them began to fight.

As for the golden pagoda, it sat in front of Tian Xiaogui and the others to prevent Yu Jinming and the others from ambushing them in the chaos.

Of course, it didn't forget to cheer for its master.

Come on, Master. Come on, Master. Master is the best. I'm proud of Master. Oh, oh, oh!

Hearing the golden pagoda's shout, the corners of Lu Zijia's mouth couldn't help twitching. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she had a feeling that the golden pagoda wanted the world to be in chaos.

But soon, Lu Zijia stopped thinking about it and focused on dealing with Hua Yuxin and Zhu Yanfei.

And Mu Tianyan naturally dealt with Yu Jinming and Xue Dali.

As though they were afraid that the commotion here would provoke others, Yu Jinming and the others attacked fiercely, seemingly wanting to end the battle quickly.

Even though Lu Zijia could challenge someone above her level, it was still a bit tiring for her to deal with two level-four Ancient Martial Artists at the same time.

After testing the strength of Hua Yuxin and the others, Lu Zijia quickly made a judgment call. She turned her hands and ten silver needles shining with a cold light appeared in them.

These ten silver needles were the Dharma artifacts Lu Zijia refined before she came to the ancient tomb. They were called the Omni Divine Needles.

The reason why Lu Zijia chose to refine silver needles was that silver needles were easy to control. She only needed to use her soul power to control them and didn't need to consume spiritual power.

This weapon, which didn't need spiritual power to control, was undoubtedly very advantageous when facing enemies.

The battle between the few of them had a huge impact. The surrounding stone walls and stone tables all suffered obvious damage.

However, what was surprising was that the endless medicinal field not far away wasn't affected at all.

The two women exhausted most of their internal energy under Lu Zijia's provocative moves, but they couldn't hurt her at all. They were anxious and furious. Even though their attacks were getting more and more fierce, their attacks were messy.

Taking advantage of the chaos between the two of them, Lu Zijia suddenly shot out the Omni Divine Needle in her hand again.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The consumption of internal energy made the two women tired, so they were hit by Lu Zijia's Omni Divine Needle. But before the two of them forced out the silver needles, Lu Zijia curled up the corners of her mouth and instantly opened her hands, as if she was controlling something.