Chapter 77 Bemos

After introductions by Zhong Rui and Zhong Lingxi, Wu Li had realized the preciousness of this sword-black crystal, and she still had a clear understanding of the magical weapons. All the weapons that can be counted in the entire Western Regions are magical weapons. This shows how much better weapons can improve the combat power of warriors.

The levels of internal strength between the two sides are not very different. If there is only a difference in the martial arts realm, a magic weapon is enough to make up for the gap. Of course, there is also a difference between the magic weapons and the magic weapons. Of course, it is not difficult to obtain a magic weapon with the resources mastered by those peak martial arts powerhouses. But for warriors like them who have not yet entered the Central Martial Realm and are still wandering in the Lower Martial Realm, the magic weapons are of great significance.

Qingyun Sword Tomb is rich in this kind of sword gall crystal that can temper the spirit of the divine weapon, which is extremely attractive to any sect. Although this thing has no effect on the peak combat power of the sect, it is a rare benefit for ordinary disciples.

Yi Xifeng and others wandered on the first floor of the sword tomb for a long time, and finally found a dilapidated ancestral hall behind a sand dune. It seemed that it had been abandoned for at least a thousand years, or longer. It was impossible to see clearly what was in the ancestral hall or who was enshrined in whom it was. They could only find some clues from the clay sculptures placed in the middle.

Wu Hao didn't say much since he came here. He found a corner alone and sat down, and then quietly recovered his internal strength. Although he was already in the small realm of the hero, his internal strength was much higher than that of someone on the spot, but after all, he was alone in front of the team. Even if he restrained himself in the subsequent battles, he mostly used his body skills to avoid the battle, but even so, he consumed a lot of internal strength. In addition, in addition, in addition, in addition, in addition, he also distributed some minds to collect the strange beasts he killed. The two were superimposed, and he recovered his internal strength at this time, so he took the opportunity to take a break.

Yi Xifeng, Lin Fenghuo and others found another location to sit down. Looking at the arrangements around, Lin Fenghuo said in a deep voice: "It has been abandoned for such a long time. When was this place built?"

"I'm not curious about when it will be built. Instead, it's the strange beasts on each floor of the sword tomb that made me a little confused." Yi Xifeng said in a deep voice.

When Lin Fenghuo heard the doubts of his best friend, he explained: "This strange beast in the Qingyun Sword Tomb is an ancient alien species named Bemos."

After all, he was in Xiaoyuan Academy for five years, and Chen Chuantuo has always trained him as a personal disciple. Lin Fenghuo is more clear about these rumors about the two sects than the disciples of the Qingyun Sect.

"Bemos?" Yi Xifeng murmured to himself.

At this moment, Geng Shu and two other young men from the Qingyun Sect were also attracted by the conversation between the two and joined their discussion.

"Yes, I have also heard from the elders in the sect mention this kind of strange beast, but the description looks a bit different from the present." A thin-faced disciple of the Qingyun Sect whispered.

"Oh? What does that look like?" This sentence immediately aroused everyone's interest. After all, they are all young people. Although they are here for Zhong Lingxi, if there are any bad thoughts between men, they will start to talk about each other and naturally communicate.

"The whole body is pitch black, with a horse-shaped face, a cow's horns on its head, and a ox tail on its back. It's extremely powerful!" Another strong disciple of the Qingyun Sect added.

Hearing his explanation, Yi Xifeng instantly understood why he felt that the strange beasts on this level seemed stranger than before. The strange beasts he encountered at the outer layer of the sword tomb at the beginning were not bulging on his head and had weaker combat power.

The strange beasts located on this level have obvious bulges on their heads twice, and their size is much stronger than before. According to Yi Xifeng's guess, when they reach the second level, cow horns will grow on the heads of these strange beasts, and their combat power will be further improved!

He roughly said his guess, and the rest fell into deep thought after hearing this. Geng Shu was the first to give a positive answer: "I think what Brother Li Nian said makes sense, and this sword tomb is more like a cultivation ground than a sword tomb!"

"Cultivation ground? Cultivation ground! Are you talking?..." Yi Xifeng instantly captured the meaning of his words and looked at Geng Shu in shock.

The other party nodded and then said, "The strength of each level of strange beasts will be strengthened, and they are all the same kind of strange beasts. Moreover, they have sword gallbladder crystals in their bodies, which do not look like our sects. They are divided into outer disciples, inner disciples, and true disciples according to their respective cultivation levels?"

"When they grow the horns on their heads, they can go to the deeper sword tomb and have the opportunity to obtain a more pure sword gall crystal."

After hearing Geng Shu's analysis, everyone fell into silence. Even the two inner disciples from the Qingyun Sect were also shocked by his words! After all, according to Brother Geng's speculation, the even more layer of this sword tomb may give birth to this even more terrifying strange beast, or even the real strange beast king!

Regardless of whether this guess is right or not, as an outsider, Yi Xifeng always feels that this inference is reasonable. After all, through the battle just now, it is not difficult for him to find that the number of strange beasts on this level is smaller than the previous one. Although he is not very sure, he believes that when he reaches the second level of the Sword Tomb, many questions will be answered.

Moreover, in his soul, there was a sword shadow that came from more than where it came from. The goal of this competition was also what the sword shadow needed, the sword gallbladder crystal.

As a sword cultivator, he had heard of this rare crystal when he was in the Zhenwu Dao Hall, but it was the first time he saw it. He knew that this thing could condense and warm the sword spirit. Although it had little effect on humans, it was a rare good thing for the sword spirit among magical weapons.

When the sword shadow made this request to him, he guessed that the sword shadow that was already simple and human was a sword spirit, but he did not agree to the other party without hastily, but chose to do it at the right time.

After all, the sword spirit is not so anxious to repair itself. It has been in that mezzanine space for a long time, and it is not bad for the past few days. On the contrary, Zhong Lingxi's martial arts competition is imminent.

Lin Fenghuo heard the exchanges from everyone and then said, "Since that's the case, let's prepare to enter the second level! Did Bemos use this sword tomb to continuously cultivate more powerful individuals, or did he have other intentions, we can tell at a glance!"

Speaking of this, he looked at the corner beside him and said in a deep voice: "Before this, I have one more thing to discuss with everyone. The leader of our team cannot be taken over by this young master Wu!"
Chapter completed!