"The level of this sand is very high..." Qin Yi couldn't help but marvel: "It is because of these sands that the entire hall has become illusory. If it is used for sacrificing magic weapons..."
"That's why others come here to search for treasures." Li Qingjun crossed his arm: "Can you get up from the ground before you talk?"
"Cough." Qin Yi got up and looked at them innocently.
The two of them looked at him funny, knowing that this fellow was deliberately trying to get on the shoulders of the two of them at the same time, and they were cute when they were beaten, and they couldn't really get angry.
Li Qingjun ignored him and went to collect the ghostly sand collected by the wooden man. The ghostly sand was originally floating in the air and swirled lightly, and the number could not be discerned. After being gathered up by the wooden people, it was found that there were quite a few, maybe a dozen liters. This time, even the tassel came out and sighed: "This number is really large, and it was rare even back then. No one has opened this world for a long time..."
Li Qingjun tilted his head to look at it, his expression was quite strange, this round little ghost, with an old-fashioned tone...
Liusu said again: "Mang girl, your gun, use this sand to wipe it, and let Qin Yi's sacrifice fire for you."
Li Qingjun was stunned: "What?"
"It can make you miraculous when you shoot, and others can't grasp where you come from."
Li Qingjun was overjoyed, her marksmanship is straight and straight, and it is indeed a little less ethereal. This auxiliary special effect is very valuable to her.
Li Qingjun and Liusu were playing with sand over there, while Cheng Cheng was squinting at Qin Yi.
Qin Yi's cold sweat broke down: "You, you also go to play with sand, this sand is very beneficial to your fox fantasy, isn't it?"
"I'm not a fox, and it's useful to my maids." Cheng Cheng crossed his arm: "Don't change the subject, who is Zheng Yunyi referring to when he said he tried to kill your woman?"
Li Qingjun quietly turned his head and looked over.
Qin Yi was dripping with cold sweat, you have been holding back on this question for a long time, right
Cheng Cheng smiled and said, "Do you mean your senior sister?"
"Uh uh..." Zheng Yunyi didn't seem to have tried to kill Senior Sister, but if Cheng misunderstood that Senior Sister would be easier to explain, Qin Yi acquiesced.
"So this woman refers to Senior Sister."
"Uh-huh… "
Cheng Cheng lengthened his tone: "Who is the witch who is doing it?"
Qin Yi's eyes widened, and when it was over, he was trapped by the vixen.
"The witch he tried to kill should be the witch, that is to say, this is your woman. Then you just tacitly agreed that senior sister is also your woman." Cheng Cheng reached out and stroked his chest: "You are very good, brother Qin Yi. "
Qin Yi wanted to cry without tears.
"But..." Cheng Xian brushed her hand and touched his face: "You were in a fantasy, did you see me?"
"Mmmmm." Qin Yi nodded as if pecking at rice.
Cheng Cheng's face was stern, but the quiet joy in his eyes was not hidden. This dead peach blossom, who actually saw himself in the illusion. Not only oneself, but also being able to accurately distinguish the one in the illusion is not the real one, which means that he knows the real self very well!
commendable!
Qin Yizheng sighed and saw Li Qingjun standing beside him with a stern face: "So you mean you didn't see me?"
finished...
Qin Yi was in a dilemma and didn't know how to respond, so he simply hugged her gun: "Little girl, help the princess to refine the gun..."
Liusu suddenly said: "Don't be fooled, he is now helping you refine the spear, thinking that he will let you take a shot from him in the future."
"Stink stick, I remember you!" Qin Yi decisively held his head and squatted in defense.
Haosheng was beaten, and Qin Yicai sat pitifully on the ground practicing his spear.
Wuxiu weapon forging and magic weapon sacrificing are not the same thing, but this method of coating a layer of sand on it can also be used to sacrificing magic weapons. Qin Yi's sacrificial fire is very effective for this, and the temperature is just enough.
Cheng Cheng Li Qingjun added a little ghost and sat in front of him watching him control the fire and refine the gun, like a small meeting around a bonfire.
They had to take a little more time away from Zheng Yunyi, and being "trapped" in this great hall was a very good reason, and it just happened to make them prepare more.
On the surface, this battle became easier because of Zheng Yunyi's sudden cooperation, but in fact it wasn't necessarily easy. The other party should have hidden several peaks of Tengyun. Just relying on Zheng Yunyi's tricks should not know how much effect it can have. That's all, Qin Yi really doesn't worry about Tengyun-level opponents.
The most important thing is what will happen once the main altar is opened, let alone Zheng Yunyi, even the wizards themselves may not really understand.
I only know that I can summon a ferocious soul, and there is a control method for summoning it, which is no problem. The problem is that this is a world that has not been opened for tens of thousands of years. After the ten thousand years of changes in the secluded world, will there be any unknown changes in this very special scene like the altar? The inheritance known to those wizards may not be reliable in this matter.
Many people don't think about this. Most people have a stinky look on their faces when they have an inheritance to explore relevant secrets, and many wise people are no exception. But Qin Yi, who has a tassel, is very clear that tens of thousands of years of vicissitudes and changes are so great that the things he has seen before are not counted. They rely on inheritance, can they really determine everything
This is a terrible place, and everything should be handled with the highest vigilance.
Qin Yi had been in a series of battles before, and he was injured and exhausted, and the consumption was very serious. Lu Longting's sword qi had not been completely suppressed in his body, and now his strength was not in the state. Routinely, you have to take medicine and meditate, and take a good rest for a whole day to recover as before. Now I can only take advantage of this rest period and take a medicine pill, and I can count how many points I can recover.
In the distance, Lu Longting broke out from a secluded formation, his white sword outfit was somewhat broken, and he looked back pantingly.
This place is too dangerous, with all kinds of strange terrain, strange formations, as well as inexplicable puppets, ancient blood and resentful souls... His strength was not in the state at this time, and he fought very hard.
I have some vague regrets, I shouldn't have broken in like this... But when the people from the Conspiracy Sect entered first, others rushed in, and they couldn't just watch the things at their door being removed without responding. , naturally came. Thinking about it now, it's really not right.
There is a middle-of-the-road feeling.
My own strength is beyond my peers, and they are playing so hard, what about others
How much to die
Especially those who chased away the magic weapon... Lu Longting had a vague feeling that he might not be able to come back.
He is a martial artist, and he has no interest in that kind of magic weapon, so he didn't participate in the excitement. Thinking about it now, it is clearly a trap.
Just thinking about it, someone stumbled out from the direction of the magic weapon's light, and when he saw Lu Longting, he was overjoyed: "Senior Brother Lu, help me."
Lu Longting gathered his eyes and looked carefully, and in the darkness he recognized Tingfeng from the Promise Sect, who was horribly injured.
He frowned and greeted: "What's going on?"
Ting Feng ran over panting, and when he reached Lu Longting, he wanted to touch him as if he had lost his strength.
Lu Longting took a half step away, but it wasn't that he didn't want to help. These white-clothed swordsmen would inevitably have some aloof cleanliness, and they didn't like to be bumped against people.
Ting Feng was stunned for a moment and handed a bead.
"What is this?"
"It's the magic weapon that was born just now. Several people have died fighting for this thing." Ting Feng said sincerely: "I'm seriously injured now. If this thing is on me, it will be taken away by others. Ask for asylum, I just want to leave this place safely now."
Lu Longting looked at the beads and hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said, "We only focus on swords, we don't need such things, and we can't use them."
Said and handed a medicinal pill: "You and heal."
Hearing Feng's eyes showed a strange color, he reached out and took the medicine pill.
At the moment when his finger was lightly touched when receiving the medicine, Lu Longting Jianxin instinctively felt that something was wrong, and quickly retracted his hand, and a sharp cold light stabbed out of Tingfeng's finger, rubbing his finger dangerously and dangerously.
Lu Longting was furious, drew his sword and pointed: "This kind of behavior is in vain!"
I was really afraid for a while, if he had been caught up by him before, the junior sister would probably be able to collect the body for him.
It seems that cleanliness is still good...
"Jie Jie..." Ting Feng smiled strangely, and the whole person slowly changed. In Lu Longting's stunned eyes, he turned into a demon with long black horns and blood stripes. There was a huge mouth on his lower abdomen. Grim teeth.