Chapter 683: Exploded

"I don't believe you can collect all kinds of magic weapons and the four bronze seals. Give them to me..."

Fang Xing suddenly shouted and raised his hands, and suddenly four large bronze seals flew out, calming the void, as if trying to immobilize Zhao Changhe. Facing these four seals, Zhao Changhe was really shocked, but immediately Then he raised the gourd and put the four-square seal into the gourd. He could not hide the unexpected joy in his heart: "This four-square seal is the treasure of Elder Dezhao of Lingqiao Zong. I, Fuqi Dao, The great elder asked several times, wanting to borrow it for a few days to enjoy, but the old man was reluctant, but he did not expect that it would fall into the hands of this little devil, and now it has fallen into my hands again. Unexpectedly, the four-sided seal is dedicated to the great elder. , it will definitely bring you a lot of benefits!”

Before he could finish the thought, he heard Fang Xing continue to shout: "This won't work either? Look at me hanging from the sky!"

As he said that, he showed another scroll of pictures. On the picture, there was a long river. It turned into a real long river, far across the sky, like the Milky Way tilting upside down, rumbling waves like thunder, rolling towards Zhao Changhe. Passed by, the sound was frightening.

"It's my river map..."

Xie Linyuan, who was fighting fiercely with Wang Qiong in the distance, felt a familiar aura. When he looked back, he was obviously angry and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

This river map was originally his magic weapon. When he was in Tianyi Palace, he was deceived by this little devil, and there was no news again. He didn't expect that now that he came to break into the great formation of the Talisman Path, he would have the face to face him. After sacrificing this magic weapon, you are not so thick-skinned...

"Isn't this treasure for Junior Brother Xie? I took it back for him!"

Zhao Changhe laughed coldly, and with one gourd move, he even included this river map.

With the thunder technique, the ancient sword, the Four Directions Seal, and the river map, the gourd is as if the space is endless.

Holding this kind of magic weapon is simply bullying!

However, Fang Xing seemed to have lost his temper, and his magic weapons were endless.

"Wow, look at my Purple Thunder Pill..."

"Your uncle, look at my ancient remnant soldier..."

"Look at my Luoshen Bow..."

"Look at my Zhenhai Talisman..."

"...What kind of crap is this? I don't want it anymore. I'll give it to you..."

For a moment, the eighth formation became really lively.

The Nanzhan monks and Fuqi Dao disciples who were fighting around them all slowed down a bit.

Some people even looked at each other knowingly, then postponed their attacks and turned their heads to watch the battle.

The magic weapons and the aura that fill the sky are really dazzling and frightening!

I have never seen anyone with so many treasures, and I have never seen anyone so stupid!

Pieces of magic weapons and talismans and seals flew towards Zhao Changhe like rain. The smell of those magic weapons made Zhao Changhe a little frightened. He never put down the gourd in his hand. One after another, Zhao Changhe was taking in one item after another. It is really difficult to describe Zhao Changhe's mood at this time. He was excited and panicked at the same time. What was exciting was that he couldn't tell how many magic weapons he had already collected. Many of them were... It's very extraordinary. Getting one is a windfall, not to mention there are no less than a hundred of them now?

What's scary is how much money this little devil has...

I am a majestic son of the Talisman God... but the number of magic weapons he possesses is simply dwarfed compared to this little devil!

Remnant soldiers and ancient scriptures with divine power were all thrown out for free. Some of them he could even name, but there were many that even he himself didn't know what they were, so he just threw them over casually. Take out the trash?

There are even three black stone statues and black stone pillars more than ten feet high inside...

Who the hell would bring such a big stone statue to himself?

"Huhu..."

The big red gourd was indeed a spiritual treasure that was born on earth. Zhao Changhe directly sacrificed it in the air, and all the magic treasures were collected as usual.

But as more and more magic weapons were collected, Zhao Changhe felt an unpleasant feeling in his heart. He no longer wanted to use this gourd to fight with the little devil. He had a faint feeling that this little devil was not A fool. Besides, even if he is a fool, there is no reason to give him a treasure for nothing. He felt vaguely uneasy and wanted to take the gourd back, but the speed of the little devil offering up the magic weapon was too fast. In addition, Those treasures were so extraordinary, one after another, that he had no time to take them back.

But finally at this time, Fang Xing slowed down the speed of throwing magic weapons. He took the last storage bag and poured it into his hand twice, but nothing more was poured out. He had no choice but to stuff the storage bag into it. In his arms, he frowned and looked over.

Zhao Changhe also breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this little devil's magic weapon was finally over. Damn, he threw out so many treasures. How many storage bags did he have with him? But seeing Fang Xing stop, a burst of ecstasy suddenly rose in his heart, and he shouted: "Little devil, you think I don't know your thoughts? Haha, you want to use these magic weapons to burst my gourd? That's right In your dreams, you are far from achieving this, today is destined to be your doom, and I will be your nemesis!”

"Is it?"

A smile appeared on Fang Xing's face, and he suddenly shouted: "You underestimate me so much. Do you know what my nickname is?"

While speaking, he reached out and pulled down the small ivory tower tied to his waist, and smashed it towards Zhao Changhe.

"****There really is..."

Zhao Changhe was just uttering harsh words. He thought that Fang Xing's magic weapon was gone and he was just saying something sarcastic. He never thought that he still had it. He wanted to stop collecting it because he was afraid that it would not be able to accommodate it. However, he saw the size of the small ivory tower that Fang Xing threw at him. It was very small, and it didn't smell like a magic weapon, but like an ordinary ornament. However, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, subconsciously lifted the gourd, and took it away.

"Haha, do you still have it?"

Zhao Changhe took away the small ivory tower, felt relieved, and sneered.

However, at this time, Fang Xing just smiled, waved his hand and picked up a magic formula, and his mind was hidden.

Zhao Changhe's expression suddenly changed, and he felt something bad. He hurriedly turned the gourd upside down, trying to pour out some of the contents. But at this moment, he suddenly heard a "bang" sound coming from the gourd, and his expression changed. A big change, I pinched the magic formula in a hurry, but before I could pinch the magic formula, I felt my palms go numb, I hurriedly threw the gourd in my hand, and then I watched faint traces of light appear on the surface of the gourd floating in the air. The cracks kept getting thicker and clearer, and then there was a bang...

Green air circulated all over the sky, and this talisman, the treasure of the Tao Zhenzong, a spiritual treasure that was born with the earth, suddenly exploded at this moment.

Countless magic weapons, as the gourd exploded, spilled into the air, and then fell to the ground one after another. This was a real rain of magic weapons. Although I had just seen the little devil throwing the magic weapon out, at this time, All the magic weapons were scattered at the same time, which still made the cultivators excited and unable to control themselves. It was just like a mortal seeing a gold ingot falling from the sky...

"My spiritual treasure..."

"My gourd..."

Two voices sounded at the same time, both carrying an unspeakable feeling of distress and pity.

One was Zhao Changhe, whose heart was in unspeakable pain, and his heart was so tight that he was almost bleeding.

The other one was Fang Xing, who was even more distressed than Zhao Changhe. He almost screamed when he looked at the broken gourd...

He had completely regarded the gourd as his own, but he didn't expect that it would explode if he missed it!

What Zhao Changhe had guessed just now was still somewhat inaccurate. Fang Xing had already regarded the gourd as his own, so how could he be willing to blow it up? Before he threw the magic weapon in it, he just wanted to fill it up and at the same time explore the magic weapon inside. After entering the gourd, would he be completely cut off from his spiritual connection? Through the Yin Yang Divine Demon Mirror, he understood some of the characteristics of this gourd. One is that it is grown from heaven and earth after all. Although it contains the laws of the great road, , but some of the most basic characteristics are still there.

To put it simply, a real gourd is definitely not as strong as an iron gourd.

Second point, although there are some heavenly and earthly treasures that contain the inner world, this gourd is obviously not. Although it is a naturally grown spiritual treasure, it was only picked at the edge of the chaotic zone of the ancient immortal realm, and it is not considered top-notch. The space inside is limited, only about ten times that of an ordinary storage bag. Its most powerful peculiarity is that it is not the storage of objects, but the swallowing of spiritual treasures.

In normal times, it would be enough to defend against enemies, but it happened that Zhao Changhe encountered Fang Xing.

Needless to say, there are seven or eight treasures on the little devil's body. This does not include the treasures obtained from the demon land. They are all extraordinary things, and the higher the quality, the greater the spiritual power they contain. Strong, after entering the gourd, it takes up more space, because not all of these magic weapons can stay peacefully in the gourd, and need the power of the gourd's own laws to suppress it, and between the gourd's own laws and those magic weapons After the power is balanced, the absorbing ability of the gourd disappears.

This was what Fang Xing had in mind, but even he didn't expect that this gourd was indeed extraordinary and could hold so many of his treasures. He was never able to completely fill the gourd, so he had to sacrifice the small tower.

One of the characteristics of this small ivory tower is that it can change in size according to your heart.

Ever since, after being installed in the small tower, there seemed to be an unstable factor in the gourd.

Pick up a magic formula, no matter how much space there is, it will be filled up in no time.

However, Fang Xing didn't want to push it so hard. He just wanted to fill the gourd and lose the ability to hold things. But who would have thought that the small tower in the gourd would be the same as the one above his consciousness. The relationship was inherently unstable. He just wanted Xiaota to grow three times, but it suddenly grew thirty times. The result was that the already overwhelmed gourd exploded!

My heart is like a knife!

Zhao Changhe was frightened and anxious, and screamed anxiously, while Fang Xing, it was simply a scream.