Chapter 878 This Is Going to Be Posted

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Flesh and blood flew all over the place, before even a scream could be heard, Master Ziyan's whole body was already torn apart, and the small world of witchcraft along with his whole body collapsed.

Immediately afterwards, a dark red primordial spirit rushed out, without the slightest hesitation, it was about to flee through the hole world.

hum!

At the same time, regardless of the tiredness of his eyes, Xia Tuo opened and closed his eyes again, black and white divine light rushed out of his purple eyes, and hit Ziyan's primordial spirit in the blink of an eye, burst out fire, and faintly emitted a streak of gold and iron. The sound of chirping.

A group of red and purple flames exploded, and the small tower-shaped witch weapon buzzed, and the violent swaying tore apart the hollow world, and it got in and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Ran!

Seeing this scene, Xia Tuo's figure directly smashed into the hole world, but unfortunately he has long since lost his trace.

A witch saint, at a level comparable to that of the ground-breaking realm, is indeed difficult to kill. Ziyan Daoist has a soul to defend against witch treasures, and it is also reasonable. He lost his body and his soul was injured. He needs to find the body as soon as possible to seize it. Row.

"Hey, it really is an old loach. It's really slippery. It won't kill him."

The fat brother dropped his figure, looking at the bones below.

"Pack up the things, let's leave here first, take away the flesh and blood, go back and let Qiao'er and Luo deduce it, even if they successfully seize the house, the original breath will still exist."

"As expected of a sixth-level craftsman sitting in charge, there are quite a lot of treasures."

The place where Master Ziyan’s bones fell, along with the blood dripping around them, was dug up all along with the soil, and the two disappeared in the wilderness. Return to the West.

...

"Under the Underworld Fire, thank you two for saving me."

Half a month later, three figures appeared in a cave in a barren mountain in the northwest of Zhu Rongyu.

Dressed in a black robe, tall, with a somewhat cold face, he clasped his fists at Xia Tuo and Fat Brother. This appearance really couldn't match a person who played with fire.

It is rumored that Minghuo has an aloof personality, and it seems to be true.

However, Minghuo's body doesn't look very good right now, with many scars on his body, and even the quasi-primordial spirit is a little sluggish.

Speaking of it, it was true that the flowers were planted intentionally, and the willows and willows were planted unintentionally. Originally, they went to Ziyan City to look for Minghuo, but they couldn't find it.

Unexpectedly, when the car arrived at the front of the mountain, there was another way. Because of Ziyang Palace's secret peeping, when the fat brother secretly copied Ziyang Palace's lair, he found the detained Minghuo in the underground flame cave of Ziyang Palace.

Minghuo disappeared for a hundred years because he was arrested by Ziyang Palace.

"At the beginning, Master Ziyan invited me to join Ziyang Palace, in fact, he was spying on my deduced spirit quenching method. I knew Ziyan's true face a long time ago, so I directly rejected Ziyang Palace.

But I didn't expect that when I went out to search for the spiritual objects that opened up the small world, I was secretly injured by the real Ziyan, and then I was imprisoned in the fire prison of Ziyang Palace, trying to force me to ask me about the quenching method of the underworld.

It is precisely because I have not spit out that I am able to breathe until today. "

A murderous intent flashed in Minghuo's eyes. He has been in custody for a hundred years, and it will take decades for his injuries to heal. Although a witch cultivator is no stronger than a martial artist, his body has been eroded by fire poison for so many years. , has already become serious to a certain extent.

This is tantamount to directly costing him nearly two hundred years of lifespan. He took a lot of detours when he stepped into the realm of cultivation. Although he is now at the peak of the Wuzong realm, he is already more than thirteen hundred years old.

This made him who had hoped to go further, his chances of being promoted to the holy witchcraft realm were much slimmer. Although he didn't care about the witchcraft realm, the witchcraft realm was the support of the weapon refinement realm.

"Master Minghuo, let's make it clear."

Glancing at Minghuo, Xia Tuo didn't hide anything, and said, "We went to Ziyan City this time to seek your help, Master Minghuo.

It's just that Ziyang Palace secretly targeted him because of other things a long time ago, but this time he shot, he didn't expect to see the master in Ziyang Palace.

"

"You asked me to refine Wubao?"

For Xia Tuo to find him, Minghuo was not surprised, what the refiner was doing was the business of refining.

"However, both of them are strong in the ground-breaking realm. Even if they need to refine the embryos of the natal witchcraft, they are at least quasi-sixth-order. The current physical condition of the next one may disappoint the two of them."

"No no~"

Xia Tuo waved his hand and said, "It's not just about this."

"My tribe's weapon refining inheritance is weak. Although I have a high-level weapon refining inheritance method in my hand, the highest refining master in the clan is only the fourth-rank top-rank. I want Master Minghuo to join my tribe."

"Join your tribe."

Hearing the sound, Minghuo frowned slightly, he was born as a casual cultivator, and over the years, many tribes had invited him to join, but he rejected them all.

However, even though he instinctively resisted at this moment, he refused directly without saying a word. This is different from the past, not to mention that if the two people in front of him hadn't rescued him, he would still be staying in the fire prison in Ziyang Palace, and he might die of old age. in

"Well, Master Minghuo also needs to recuperate, why not go to my Daxia to recuperate for a while, and help us guide the younger generations in the clan?"

At this time, Fat Brother spoke to ease the awkward atmosphere.

"Okay, thank you very much."

After thinking about it, Minghuo nodded.

"I don't know where the two tribes are."

Hearing the sound, Xia Tuo and Fat Brother glanced at each other, and then said, "Bianhuang."

"Border waste?"

Immediately, Minghuo was taken aback.

...

Five days later in the blink of an eye, the three of them returned to the Daxia Clan's Court, and Xia Tuo temporarily placed Minghuo in a stone garden in the inner city.

The main hall of Xiayuan.

"Come and see what's good."

After returning, the fat brother said impatiently: "There are too many treasures in Ziyang Palace. I really want to thank this guy for spying on him, otherwise, how could we get them~ No, we got so many good things! .

It's a pity that the time is in a hurry, in order to deceive people's eyes and ears, I just scraped it roughly, and found four treasuries, most of which are all kinds of god gold, spirit wood, and spirit crystal.

I found one of the sixth-order spiritual objects, a Huoyang spiritual fruit tree, and I pulled it back. The fruit it produces can improve the strength of the ground-breaking realm powerhouse, and it will be planted in the spiritual palace medicine garden.

I think the treasures of Ziyang Palace are all on that old dog Ziyang. "

A golden sword-shaped witch treasure, a Ziyang fire bead, a silver flying shuttle, and a natal Ziyang fire copper tripod. In addition, three other sixth-order spiritual objects were found from the witchcraft world of the old Ziyan.

A piece of pure yang bone, about three feet in size, glowing green all over.

A red copper mace with the law of fire on its surface.

There is also a psychic jade book, which is sealed with a black law seal, and it seems to be still in a state of dust. Xia Tuo tried it and found that it could not be opened.

In addition to the psychic jade book, the highest rank is the Ziyang Fire Copper Cauldron, and the Neiyan Ziyang True Fire is ranked at the peak of the sixth-rank lower rank. It is estimated that because Ziyan Daoist is stuck in the early stage of the witch saint, he has not been promoted.

However, as Ziyan's natal witch weapon, as Ziyan's body was destroyed and his soul was injured, the spirituality of this witch treasure has been greatly reduced.

But it can still be said that among all the treasures, it has the most potential. It has expelled Ziyan's aura, and it can be refined by other people into a life-giving witch weapon.

After reading the sixth-order spiritual objects, there are nearly twenty fifth-order spiritual objects, 60% of which are weapons, and the aura they emit are different. There is no doubt that these are all no-cost transactions from Master Ziyan. Big summer is cheaper.

In addition to spirit objects, in Ziyang Zhenren's small world, there are 13 high-grade spirit crystals, more than 300,000 middle-grade spirit crystals, more than 100,000 low-grade spirit crystals, and more than 53,000 middle-grade fire attribute spirit crystals.

This is not to say that Fat Brother dug it out from the Ziyang Palace treasury.

"Sure enough, a gold belt that kills people and sets fire to it."

Fat Brother looked at these things, squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "It's a pity that they are all cheap to us."

"It's still the old rule. I'll bring back the sacred gold and spirit objects that have special functions in the fourth and fifth ranks to the Spirit Palace to register and make a record, and the rest will be given to the treasury."

"I will keep this flying shuttle."

Holding the flying shuttle in his hand, it is no more than one foot in size at the moment. Its whole body is glowing with silver light.

Kunpeng flying shuttle.

Good thing for escape.

"You are the boss, it's all yours."

Fat Brother put away all the remaining spirit soldiers indifferently, then changed his voice, and asked: "By the way, the spirit crystal is divided into me, we also have a family, and we have to support our family."

As he spoke, he scraped away part of the spirit crystal and disappeared into the main hall.

Immediately afterwards, his voice came in from afar.

"That old thing who ran away, don't forget to ask Luo to give him a curse, and Minghuo can figure it out."

There was no delay at all, Xia Tuo had already sent the news to Luo, asking him to do a way to help the Lord Ziyang to save the house during the rebuilding of the slave hall, so that it would not be too easy to seize the house.

Going to Ziyan City this time, the harvest is really not small. A quasi-sixth-level weapon refiner will definitely have a great effect on Daxia. The value of Minghuo is stronger than the rumors.

Such a talent, since he came, how could Daxia let him leave.

...

wind garden.

With pavilions, terraces and waterside pavilions, the small courtyard was quiet, Minghuo walked out of the hall, stretched his waist, and his cold face recovered a little.

In the blink of an eye, it has been a month since Daxia came to Daxia. During this period, Daxia sent a lot of elixir to heal his injuries, including a few fourth-order ghost crystals, and a fifth-order ghost crystal to stabilize his soul. The help is not small.

At this time, there was a soft cry outside the garden, and the bird fell outside, and Hao Qing fell from the bird.

"Haoqing came to pay respects to Master Minghuo."

"Please."

Haoqing entered the garden and saw Minghuo sitting upright in the stone pavilion.

"It seems that Master Minghuo is recuperating well. I was ordered by my teacher to come here and give him something."

Speaking of which, Hao Qing came to the stone pavilion, several jade boxes appeared in his hand, put them on the stone table, and opened them one by one.

"This is the ghost crystal, but it is all fourth-order, and there are no fifth-order clans."

Immediately afterwards, when the second jade box was opened, a crisp cry resounded through the sky, the purple fire bloomed, and the phoenix was high-pitched, triggering the void law to loom.

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