"I don't believe you can take away all the magic weapons, the four bronze seals, put them on for me..."
Fang Xing suddenly yelled, raised his hands, and four big bronze seals flew out, suppressing the void, as if he wanted to hold Zhao Changhe. Facing these four seals, Zhao Changhe was really surprised, but immediately Then he raised the gourd and put the Sifang seal into the gourd, and he was overwhelmed with unconcealed joy: "The Sifang seal is the precious thing of Elder Lingqiao Zong Dezhao. The Great Elder opened his mouth several times, wanting to borrow it for a few days to enjoy, but the old man was reluctant, but he didn't expect to fall into the hands of this little devil, and now it has entered my hands again. No way, the Sifang Great Seal is dedicated to the Great Elder , It will definitely bring you a lot of benefits!"
Before the thought was finished, Fang Xing continued to yell: "This is not okay? Look at me!"
As he spoke, he took out another scroll of pictures. On the picture was a long river, which turned into a real long river, stretching far in the sky, like the Milky Way pouring down, rumbling like thunder, rolling towards Zhao Changhe In the past, the sound is breathtaking.
"It's my river map..."
Xie Linyuan, who was fighting with Wang Qiong in the distance, felt a familiar aura, and when he looked back, he was clearly spurting out a mouthful of old blood.
But this river map was originally his magic weapon. When he was in Tianyi Palace, he was tricked away by this little devil, and he remained silent. He didn't expect that he would have the face in front of his face now that he came to break through the grand formation of the Dao of Talismans and Artifacts. Sacrificial to this magic weapon, the skin is not usually thick...
"Didn't this treasure belong to Junior Brother Xie? I took it back for him!"
Zhao Changhe laughed coldly, and in one fell swoop, the gourd even included this river map.
Collecting lightning techniques, collecting ancient swords, collecting Sifang seals, and collecting river maps, 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 the magic weapon was endless.
"Wow, look at Zilei Wan..."
"Your uncle, look at my ancient remnant soldier..."
"Look at my falling bow..."
"Look at my Zhenhai Talisman..."
"... What kind of crap is this? I don't want it, I'll give it to you too..."
For a moment, the eighth formation really became lively.
The movements of Nanzhan monks and Talisman Dao disciples who were fighting around slowed down a bit.
Some people even looked at each other with a tacit understanding, then postponed their shots, and turned their heads to watch the battle.
The magic weapon that filled the sky, the vertical and horizontal breath, really dazzled people, and made people feel afraid!
I have never seen a person with so many treasures, nor have I seen such a stupid person!
One piece of magic treasure, one after another talisman seal, all flew towards Zhao Changhe like it was raining. The breath of those magic treasures made Zhao Changhe a little frightened. It is really hard to describe Zhao Changhe's mood at this time. He is both excited and panic. He is so excited that he can't tell how many magic weapons he has already collected. There are quite a few of them. It is very extraordinary, getting one is a windfall, not to mention there are no less than a hundred now
What scares me is how much money does this little devil have...
I am a majestic talisman, Dao Shenzi... but the number of magic weapons he possesses is simply underwhelming compared to this little devil!
Remnant soldiers and ancient scriptures with supernatural powers were all thrown out without money, some of which he could still name, but there were many that even he 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...
Who the hell would bring such a big stone statue on him
"Hoo hoo..."
The big red gourd is worthy of being a natural treasure, it was directly sacrificed in the air by Zhao Changhe, and all the magic treasures were collected as usual.
But as more and more magic weapons were collected, Zhao Changhe felt a bad feeling in his heart. He no longer wanted to use this gourd to fight against the little devil. He had a faint feeling that this little devil was not A fool, besides, even if he is a fool, it doesn't make sense to give him a treasure for nothing. I feel uneasy in my heart, and want to take the gourd back, but the speed of the little devil's sacrifice of the magic weapon is too fast. Those treasures are also extraordinary, one after another, he has no time to take them back.
But finally at this time, Fang Xing slowed down the speed of throwing the magic weapon. He took the last storage bag and poured it into his hand twice, but nothing more was poured out, so he had no choice but to stuff the storage bag into it. In his arms, he frowned and looked over.
Zhao Changhe also heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that the magic weapon of this little devil is finally over, so many treasures have been thrown out by his mother, how many storage bags does he have on his body? However, seeing Fang Xing stop, a burst of ecstasy rose in his heart, and he shouted: "Little devil, do you think I don't know your thoughts? Hehe, you want to use these magic weapons to burst my gourd? That's Dreaming, you are far from achieving this, today is destined to be your doomsday, and I am your nemesis!"
"Is it?"
A smile appeared on Fang Xing's face, and he suddenly shouted: "You underestimate me, do you know what my nickname is?"
While speaking, he reached out and pulled down the small ivory tower tied around his waist, and threw it at Zhao Changhe.
"I really do have..."
Zhao Changhe was just talking harshly at first, thinking that Fang Xing's magic weapon was gone, and it was just a sarcastic remark. He never thought that he still had it, and he decided not to collect it anymore. It's very small, and the breath is not like a magic weapon, but like an ordinary ornament, but secretly heaved a sigh of relief, subconsciously lifted the gourd, and took it away.
"Haha, do you have any more?"
Zhao Changhe took away the small ivory tower, heaved a sigh of relief, and asked with a sneer.
However, Fang Xing at this time just smiled, waved his hand and picked up a formula, subconsciously moving his mind.
Zhao Changhe's complexion suddenly changed. He felt something was wrong, and hurriedly turned the gourd upside down, trying to pour out some of the contents, but at this moment, he suddenly heard a "bang" sound from inside the gourd, and his expression turned pale. He changed drastically, pinched the formula in a hurry, but before pinching the formula, he felt a numbness in his palm, and hurriedly threw the gourd in his hand, and then watched faintly on the surface of the gourd floating in the air. cracks, and it kept getting thicker and clearer, and then there was a bang...
The sky was full of green air, and this talisman, the treasure of Taoism, the natural treasure of Lingbao, suddenly exploded at this time.
Countless magic weapons, as the gourd exploded, scattered into the air, and then fell to the ground one after another. This is a real rain of magic weapons. Although I have seen the appearance of the little devil throwing this magic weapon just now, but at this moment, All the magic treasures were scattered at the same time, which still made all the cultivators excited and unable to control themselves, just like ordinary people seeing gold ingots falling from the sky...
"My Lingbao..."
"My gourd..."
Two voices sounded at the same time, both with an unspeakable distress and pity.
One is Zhao Changhe, his heart is already in unspeakable pain, his heart is so tight that he is almost bleeding.
The other is Fang Xing, who is more distressed than Zhao Changhe, almost screaming, looking at the cracked gourd...
He has completely regarded the gourd as his own, but he didn't expect that one mistake would blow it up!
What Zhao Changhe guessed just now was a bit inaccurate. Fang Xing already regarded this gourd as his own, so how could he be willing to blow it up? After entering the gourd, will he completely cut off the connection with his own spiritual thoughts? Through the yin and yang gods and demons, he has understood part of the characteristics of this gourd. , 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.
The second point, although there are some heavenly and earthly treasures in the inner world, this gourd is obviously not. Although it is a natural treasure, it is only picked from the edge of the chaotic zone of the ancient fairyland, and it is not top-notch. The space inside is limited, only about ten times the space of an ordinary storage bag. The most unique feature of it is not the storage, but the devouring spirit treasure.
In normal times, it would be enough to defend against the enemy, but what Zhao Changhe encountered was Fang Xing.
Needless to say, there are seven or eight treasures on the little devil's body. This is not counting the treasures obtained from the demon land. They are all extraordinary things, and the higher the quality, the more spiritual power they contain. Strong, after entering the gourd, it will take up more space, because these magic weapons will not stay in the gourd safely, and need the power of the gourd's own laws to suppress them. After the power is balanced, the absorbing ability of the gourd disappears.
This was Fang Xing's idea, but even he didn't expect that this gourd was really extraordinary, and it could hold so many treasures of his, but he couldn't completely fill the gourd, so he had to sacrifice the small tower.
And one of the characteristics of this small ivory tower is that it can change according to one's heart, and the size can be determined by one's heart.
So, after putting it into the small tower, it seemed that there was an extra unstable factor in the gourd.
When a formula is pinched, no matter how much space there is in it, it will be filled in one go.
It's just that Fang Xing didn't want to push it so hard at first, so he just wanted to fill up the gourd and lose the ability to store things, but who would have thought that the little tower in the gourd would be the same as the one on his consciousness? The connection was inherently unstable, he just wanted to let Xiaota grow three times bigger first, but it suddenly grew thirty times, and the result was that the gourd, which was already overwhelmed, exploded!
My heart is cut like a knife!
Zhao Changhe was startled and impatient, and screamed anxiously, but Fang Xing, it was a scream.