hum—
A blazing ring rotated at a high speed, drawing an arc in the air, and hovering steadily in the air.
Zhang Yang made a move.
hum—
There was another wave of rhythm, and the ring spun again and fell back into the hand.
Zhang Yang looked at the Immortal Slaying Circle in his hand, the cracks on it did damage the power, but in general, compared to the Quasi-Immortal Artifact, I don't know how many times stronger it is.
This made Zhang Yang feel satisfied.
"After the fairy artifact is damaged, in addition to the need to use materials to repair it, the more important thing is to cultivate it with the owner's hard work. There is no need to rush this, so we can only take it slowly."
Zhang Yang sighed.
Put away the fairy-killing circle, and took out another small cauldron.
call-
The moment the small tripod appeared, it rose against the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it became more than ten feet high.
On the body of the bronze tripod, strange formations are densely carved, giving it an antique look.
Looking at the bronze tripod, Zhang Yang's eyes began to show bursts of fiery light.
"Sanwei Pill Furnace! Haha, now I'm finally qualified to attack the Sanwei Pill Furnace."
Zhang Yang laughed.
Calm down your breath, pinch the dharma in your hand, and a dharma seal is printed towards the three-flavored pill furnace.
hum—
The French seal was shining, and as soon as it was printed into the Sanwei Dan furnace, there was a soft groan, and the furnace tripod trembled slightly.
Zhang Yang's face became serious, his whole body surged with mana, and the spells in his hands kept changing, and each spell was imprinted.
Amidst the trembling sounds, the furnace cauldron began to emit bursts of red light, like a burning flame.
In the surrounding space, the elements of the power of fire were mobilized and became extremely active. The surrounding temperature soared rapidly.
boom-
First of all, the nearby trees and grass become withered and dry, and after a while, they burn into a ball of flames.
Soon, the entire surroundings of the cave and the entire mountain were burned into one piece.
Whoosh!
A series of human figures shot out directly from the nearby caves, suspended in the air, looking from a distance, it was Yechen and the others.
"This... such a strong flame power, if the little old man is not mistaken, this should be a fairy artifact that is biased towards the flame attribute. Could it be that the master started to recognize the owner of the Sanwei Pill Stove?"
Yechen had an excited expression on his face.
The master has a three-flavored alchemy stove, and Yechen knew about it. It's just that the Sanwei Pill Stove is a very good auxiliary immortal artifact. In the past, including Zhang Yang, there were no treasures and could not be used. Even Yechen felt rather regretful about this matter.
What does the immortal furnace cauldron mean to a refiner
After the master recognizes the owner of this cauldron, there is no need to ask. When refining the utensils, he must rely on Yechen's strength. At that time, he can also use the Sanwei Dan furnace to refine the utensils.
Just thinking about this made Yechen feel excited and almost unable to restrain himself.
Shi Kailai next to him was also extremely excited.
These two guys who have become obsessed with refining weapons have almost devoted themselves to refining weapons for thousands of years since they got the body of mechanical puppets. Now the means of refining weapons are extremely clever.
…
Wanshi Mountains.
Crash!
The layered rocky ground squirmed for a while, and a stone drill jumped out, and bowed to Ming Luo: "I have seen the Great Elder."
After Gou Huan led Zhang Zhanyuan to make a fuss here, Ming Luo didn't try to escape. Because, he could clearly feel that in his body, there was an extremely obvious imprint of divine consciousness.
No matter how Ming Luo tried his best, he couldn't brand this Tao or seal it.
He knew that as long as this brand was there, no matter where he fled, he would be under Gou Huan's control.
What's more, Gou Huan has also planted a brand on his soul, and there is no chance to resist at all.
Originally, Ming Luo wanted to find Lord Jiuying and let him take action to remove the brand in his soul. However, when he sent people to look for it, he found that Lord Jiuying had disappeared.
Ming Luo resorted to the contact method left by Lord Jiuying, but after still not being able to contact the old man, he really panicked.
At this time, he remembered that the strange man in the bright robe, his new master, seemed to have said that Jiuying had already been beheaded by him.
Could this be true
How can this be true
That is Lord Jiuying!
However, a discovery made by the tribe not long ago seems to confirm this idea.
"Did you bring something?" Ming Luo felt that his voice was also a little nervous, and he leaned forward and asked.
"Yes, Great Elder."
As the stone drill said, he stretched out his hand and wiped it in front of his face.
Swish!
A huge crystal coffin appeared out of thin air.
Rumble—
The coffin lid was opened.
However, an old man with a white beard and white beard was lying in the coffin, with neat clothes and a ruddy complexion. If he didn't feel a little vitality, he would look like a sleeping old man.
"Master Wuying! It really is Master Wuying!" Ming Luo's tone was extremely uneasy, but his heart seemed to be like a boulder fell to the ground, extremely contradictory.
"Our clansmen discovered this in a cave in the central mountain range of Shiwanda Mountain. When it was first discovered, Master Wuying was still sitting cross-legged. Everything in the cave was neat and there was no sign of disorder. We A clansman who is good at capturing and deducting the breath has personally visited the scene, and he can even be sure that there has been no aura disorder in a short period of time, and he can be sure that Lord Wuying did not die from external causes." The stone man reported professionally with.
"I got it! I got it..." Ming Luo's eyes lit up, and he muttered, "Master Wuying knows how to shape avatars with supernatural powers. Now, this avatar died without injury, which can only show that his other The clone was attacked by the soul during the battle and fell."
Ming Luo "hula" stood up, her thin body swayed back and forth, walking around in the hall, looking extremely excited.
"Master Wuying is one of the three servants under the seat of Lord Jiuying. What does it mean that Master Wuying has fallen?"
"Lord Jiuying is very affectionate, especially for the three servants under him. If Master Jiuying is still alive, how can he let the body of Lord Wuying be in that cave without restraint?" ... Hiss!"
"So, does Master Jiuying really..."
There was a flash of light in Ming Luo's eyes, and his head was spinning rapidly.
"It must be true. It must be so!"
"Master Jiuying has fallen!"
"Nine infants must perish!"
"Not only Jiuying, I'm afraid the three treasures and Juwei, all of them have fallen! Otherwise, Wuying will never be left dead in the wild without anyone restraining him!"
"Gahahaha..."
Ming Luo quickly came to this conclusion, but he didn't show any sad expression. On the contrary, there are bursts of joy.
The reason is very simple, Jiuying and Sanbao have always been extremely disgusted with the Shidrill clan. Although they had to cooperate with the Shidrill clan when attacking the human race because of the characteristics of the Shidrill, they hated the Shidrill from the bottom of their hearts.
Especially Sanbao, who has always written this kind of disgust on his face. Wuying and Juwei also humiliated Shi Zhi countless times.
However, Master Jiuying's strength is simply too terrifying. In particular, Shidrill was severely injured by Master Jiuying in ancient times, and most of the tribe was killed by one of his great prophecies. Since then, the fear of Master Jiuying has been imprinted in the soul of the Shidrill clan I've gone, and I can no longer arouse a sense of resistance.
Now that she suddenly knew that Jiuying might really have fallen, the pressure that had been suppressed in her heart for a long time was immediately thrown away.
Suddenly, Ming Luo's laughter stopped abruptly, as if remembering something, he immediately pointed to the stone drill in front of him, and ordered in a sharp voice: "Quick! Hurry up and send the hands of those people who are searching for the trace of Lord Jiuying to them." Issue an order to search for Zhang Yang instead."
At this time, Ming Luo naturally knew what to do.
Jiuying has fallen. From now on, this comprehension continent will be the world of the man in the bright color robe.
Ming Luo was even a little thankful that he was chosen by the man in the bright robe, following such a powerful master is always a good thing for the Shidrill clan, right
"Quack quack..."
Mingluo smiled strangely. The big eyes like dead fish stared at the shadowless corpse in the crystal coffin, and his face was abnormally weird.
"Master Wuying! Hmph! You may never have imagined that there will be today, Mr. Wuying, who is usually high above you, right?"
"Hmph! You have fallen, and the body is still in my hands. Tsk tsk! I must take good care of you!"
As Ming Luo said, he stretched out his sharp claws, "Crack!"
He pinched Wuying's neck and lifted Wuying's body up.
Instilling mana in his hand, he was about to torture the corpse, but suddenly stopped, as if remembering something, with a look of fear on his face.
"No! The clansmen have not seen the corpses of Jiuying, Sanbao and Juwei. As long as one of them survives, if I know that I have abused Wuying's corpse like this, I'm afraid I will die without a place to bury him!"
The expression on Ming Luo's face changed, and finally let out a cold snort, and put Wu Ying's body back into the crystal coffin.
"Hmph! Put you away first. If Jiuying and the others are still alive, you are the deity's life-saving talisman. If Jiuying and the others are all dead, it won't be too late to clean you up."
Ming Luo muttered, waved his sleeves, and put the crystal coffin away.
…
Xu Yunze.
boom-
In the huge explosion wave, a rocky mountain was completely overturned.
"Quick! The enemy is powerful, let's go!"
Amidst the waves of greetings, a human cultivator drove the Escape Light, and was about to flee into the distance.
Swish Swish Swish!
Suddenly, a black whirlwind swept towards the monks who filled the sky in a flash of lightning.
If you look carefully, you will find that this black whirlwind is actually composed of black wind blades.
Thousands of wind blades form a huge whirlwind, instantly sweeping everyone in the sky.
"not good!"
The exclamation sounded.