Entering this palace is horrified.
level one!
Countless treasures are piled up like a mountain.
There are countless psychic treasures, and then there are true spiritual treasures, king tools, noble tools, early emperor tools, and central emperor tools.
However, there is no imperial weapon, and no sacred weapon!
Rao is so, it is enough to make people's eyes hot.
Jin Zhengfeng seemed to see a pile of treasures, and a blazing fire flashed in his eyes.
"Unexpectedly, the weapons here are almost overflowing. The human refiners, in addition to putting the weapons they refined on auctions and other major venues. Very few are willing to pay for the beasts! Take all these back, it must make my clan ecstatic! Our strength can be doubled!"
Jin Zhengfeng had already felt this thought, and he looked at the respected elder: "Is there a restriction?"
The old man squinted his eyes, but also looked puzzled.
"There is no prohibition, it's at your fingertips, but how is it possible? Is the owner of this palace a fool, so willing to give up his entire wealth to others?"
Jin Zhengfeng immediately laughed: "Haha... That proves that this senior is very generous! Isn't it a pity that he is buried in the land and the magical soldiers are useless? Let's collect the treasures according to his old man's meaning!"
Jin Zhengfeng did not hesitate to take out a top-level space ring, which can accommodate hundreds of rivers!
He approached these treasures step by step, these shining magic weapons made him extremely greedy.
He grabbed a spear casually, the king weapon!
With a flash of light flowing, he touched the barrel of the gun, and he seemed to hear the sound of strings.
With a wave of his hand, the spear beam shot out a phantom silver dragon, and the sound of his neighing was deafening!
Jin Zhengfeng retracted the spear, exclaimed: "Good spear, this is the finest item among the king's weapons!"
Immediately afterwards, Jin Zhengfeng held another sacred weapon and swung it out again!
More powerful powers are displayed through his golden dragon body, and the airflow is like a whirlpool forever.
This seems to be a masterpiece in the venerable device again!
Afterwards, Jin Zhengfeng had sharp eyes and stretched out his hand to a sword, the first imperial weapon!
The moment he held it, he felt a force resisting.
He quickly released the royal bloodline of the Golden Dragon clan, this powerful bloodline immediately silenced Debaojian!
He swung it again, this time, intentionally or unconsciously, he cut the sword in the direction of Luo Xingchen.
A blade of sword light is like a genuine product with sharp edges, hitting him, as long as it is touched, the body may be shattered!
Luo Xingchen hurriedly moved Ling Tian-level steps, evaded in an instant, and withdrew thousands of feet!
"Shit!" There was still a long blood mark on his chest, even the bones were clearly visible, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.
"Oh! Brother! Sorry, sorry! I didn't see it, I didn't see it, I didn't mean it!"
With a hypocritical expression on his face, Jin Zhengfeng waved his hand in a pretended panic, and held his fists again and again at Luo Xingchen.
The corner of Luo Xingchen's mouth raised, his face was calm, he glanced at Jin Zhengfeng, and said calmly: "It's okay, you're welcome!"
"Haha... I'm really sorry!" A trace of triumph flashed in Jin Zhengfeng's eyes.
Jian Jinghong held the hilt, his eyes cold.
When she saw Luo Xingchen's injury, she felt a little distressed.
After all, Luo Xingchen was calling him one by one, with sincere affection.
She really regarded Luo Xingchen as a relative.
What's more, she can only marvel at Luo Xingchen's talent.
In any case, this is also a descendant of Zhongyuan Continent.
Jian Jinghong looked at Jin Zhengfeng, and couldn't help but get angry!
Luo Xingchen walked over quickly, holding Jian Jinghong's jade hand, making eye contact, beckoning her not to act rashly.
Jin Zhengfeng squinted his eyes and stopped looking. When he turned around, he snickered.
In his eyes, a touch of cruelty flashed.
Boy, it seems that you are not as big as the backstage, otherwise, if I cut you with a sword, won't I be angry
Jin Zhengfeng began to calculate secretly, trying to make Luo Xingchen, a handful of people, fall into this hall!
This is the palace of death that has been preserved for tens of thousands of years. It must be isolated from the outside world. As long as they die here, it will be evaporation from the world!
Then, he can go back with Jian Jinghong, both soft and hard, not afraid that Jian Jinghong will not be convinced!
He began to chant the spell silently, everyone's space ring, only he could use it.
These treasures, beginning to be inhaled little by little, seemed to be that simple.
"Crack..."
At this moment, suddenly there was a strange voice.
Jin Zhengfeng looked astonished and looked into the corner...
Wuzhifeng, Yue Wushuang looked at Motian, thought carefully, and smiled softly: "You are the predecessor of Motian!"
Mo Tian looked at Yue Wushuang and squinted. No matter how he looked, he was in a fog.
Just now, Tiandao said, Yue Wushuang, like him, is not suppressed by this face.
But Yue Wushuang itself only has the middle stage of the Earth Element Realm!
Not even the horizontal line has been reached.
What is the meaning of God's words
Motian couldn't help looking at her curiously, and asked: "What are you capable of?"
Yue Wushuang said indifferently: "It is my credit for the promotion of Blue Wind Continent to the Intermediate Plane."
Motian was stunned immediately, after thinking for a while, he stared at Yue Wushuang and said in a concentrated voice: "You... comprehend the power of the source?"
Yue Wushuang smiled slightly: "Yes, Senior Motian, I think you are a little confused. I want to remind you that when you feel stronger, you become sinister and cunning? In fact, it is not, because people are growing and living. The longer you learn, the more burden you have!
People have to think about it. They can adapt to a simple matter, and there are 10,000 solutions in their minds.
The longer you live, the less you can be pure. This is the world. "
Motian listened to this, smiled, stared at Yue Wushuang's eyes, and asked, "Excuse me, what is right and what is evil? What is right and what is wrong? Demon is evil? Human is righteous? Me. I can’t see through the world, and I can’t recognize who is harming me.”
Yue Wushuang shook his head and said in a deep voice, "Actually, it's useless to think too much. The more complicated you think, the less you can find the answer.
The answer has always been very simple, but after people have a clever mind, they are willing to pursue those complicated things, which seem to be close to the answer, but in fact they are getting farther and farther away from the answer! "
Motian wondered again: "Simple? I want to ask, what is your ultimate pursuit?"
Yue Wushuang's eyes were like surging autumn water, and he calmly said: "Actually, it's very simple! I love someone deeply. I am willing to stay with him forever! Forever!"
Motian said coldly: "A lifetime? How long is a lifetime? Ten thousand years? One hundred thousand years? You are so enchanting, who else in this world can be worthy of you?"
Yue Wushuang continued to answer: "He deserves it. You are wrong again. There is no absolute time limit for a lifetime. I am with him, even if we can only live for one day, and we die together, that will be a lifetime! I don't care how long. I only Care about him!
I hope I can help him fulfill all his wishes! At that time, we will have no more burdens. "
Motian still stared at Yue Wushuang, and asked: "After you finish today, you will still think about tomorrow. Will you be satisfied? He will also have endless desires, and people's hearts are not filled!
You said to help him realize all his wishes? His wish is to unify the spirit world, what do you do? If he unifies the spiritual world, is he still not satisfied? "
Such a tough question can only be asked by an unpredictable person like Motian!
They are all aimed at human nature and hit the nail on the head.
Yue Wushuang did not rush, and smiled again: "Oh... the first question, you are right. We are ten thousand years, one hundred thousand years, and I don’t think it’s enough.
I also want to stay together for a long time, but God won't allow it!
If he goes, I will die for love! Without him, what do I think is the meaning of life
Being able to die with him is my happiest thing!
The second question, his desire is endless
From the first day I saw him, I knew that his desires were endless! When he finishes that step, even if the outside world is wonderful, he doesn't bother to go!
Because he didn't like to be strong from birth!
He cultivates only to achieve his goals! Other than that, it makes no sense. "
Motian asked again: "What ultimate pursuit does he have?"
Yue Wushuang said calmly: "He wants to let his lost relatives come back!"
"How is he done?"
Motian is very curious, this is definitely an almost impossible goal.
He doesn't know who can speak wild words, and his heart is higher than the sky? Is life thinner than paper
Yue Wu had no waves on both sides, and calmly said: "He was abandoned when he was a child! At that time, he was only eight years old.
When he was fifteen years old, he had been working hard for seven years, but his family, with the size of sesame seeds, could not restore his waste body to normal!
Even if he banged his head and screamed, it was useless.
In those days, he was very bitter, his temperament was restrained, he became very withdrawn and very taciturn.
Seven years later, he succeeded, and once the opportunity was captured, he rose strongly.
Later, he died more than once, he was filled into the coffin, he experienced countless difficulties and obstacles, his path has always been nine deaths!
He has many enemies, and these enemies are very powerful!
One of them is called the Lin clan of the Zhanzu. I don’t know Senior Motian, have you ever heard of it? "
Mo Tian nodded: "The descendants of the ancient true gods, the taboo forces of the human race in the spirit world, are the top existence of the pyramid."
Motian has no waves on his face and dismisses it. He doesn't even fear the demons. He doesn't even care about the true gods, and will he care about the true gods' descendants
Mo Tiandao: "The same sentence, how much did he accomplish?"
Yue Wushuang was tender and tender, as if all her heart had melted on Luo Xingchen's body.
"He, it took less than ten years! Starting from scratch! No influence, no backstage!
Up to now, he is a twenty-three-year-old Lingyuan realm. He has a strong ability to cross borders, controls countless cards, can obliterate all Lingyuan realms, and take care of his dragon phoenix! Royal blood! As long as it is in the same realm, it is not wrong to kill it!
He is still the master of a king-level power! He has one Wanyi Realm, and 20 Heaven and Human Realm under his men!
He is only twenty-three years old! "
Yue Wushuang simply said the answer Motian wanted.
She only knew so much, and there were some, he didn't know.
If Yue Wushuang told Motian Luo Xingchen to have broken through the ninety-ninth floor of the Sky Formation Tower, then Motian would look different again.
That's it, Mo Tian was shocked after hearing it.
Motian smiled: "Hehe... he's not bad, I'm not a fart at his age!"
Motian asked: "What's his name?"
Yue Wushuang replied: "Luo Xingchen!"
Motian's eyes lit up immediately, and he said in a condensed voice: "Is it him? No wonder, I always feel that your remarks are very familiar to me."
Yue Wushuang smiled sweetly: "Senior, do you know him?"
Motian smiled slightly and looked up at the sky: "I watched him crawl out of the grave..."
Yue Wushuang's pretty face was dazed, and she laughed blankly...