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The land of silver mines.

Yang Fang opened his eyes again, calmed his breath, and stood up from the bed. Then he silently felt the soreness and numbness in his body. After a while, he opened the panel again to check.

Name: Yang Fang

Life span:22/150 years

Cultivation: Super Grade (920/15000)

Mental Technique: The ninth level of Xuanwu True Skill (7800/28000), the fourth level of Sensing Technique (300/3600), the third level of Golden Body Art (5600/6000), the third level of Thunder Breathing Technique (1000/9000)

Martial skills: The first level of Qingyun Step (500/2000), the first level of Pyroblast Palm (650/2500), perfect Cross Fist, perfect Pingxu Linkong Step, the third level of Splitting River Sword (1200/2400), Cloud Turning

The second level of palm (1150/2400), the perfect Yin Killing Sword, the second level of Seven Love Art (300/1200), the perfect double palm, the third level of Lei Guangbu (300/3000)

Qualification: Martial Arts Wizard (80/150)

"It is indeed difficult to practice at the super level. In 15 days, it only increased from the previous 850 experience points to the current 920 points."

Yang Fang said to himself.

If you think about it this way, after returning next time, it would be better to practice martial arts directly in the real world.

It would definitely be faster to practice low-level spirit-level martial arts with your own super-level cultivation.

This is like a high-level character trying to clear a low-level dungeon.

There is absolutely no difficulty.

Shortly after.

Yang Fang took out an ancient animal skin picture from his arms, his eyes flashing.

After many twists and turns, this thing finally fell into my hands.

Thanks again to Wu Sanjiang.

If Wu Sanjiang hadn't come to deal with him, how could he have encountered such a thing.

"But where is this third god seed? Is it in the previous Wushen Town?"

Yang Fang thought.

It's a pity that he didn't dare to stay long after getting the Dao map. Otherwise, he could use the other two divine seeds in his body to feel it carefully.

But fortunately there is still a chance later.

Just wait until you are through the limelight, then quietly sneak back to Wushen Town to experience it carefully.

After Yang Fang carefully looked at the Dao diagram, he directly put it into the ring with great solemnity.

In addition to the harvest from this Tao map, the ring also contained six full boxes of gold and silver jewelry.

The total amount is at least thirty to forty thousand taels of silver.

It can be described as getting rich overnight!

Even Yang Fang himself didn't expect that those guys from the Blue Dragon Society would be so rich.

"I have to find time to re-forge my armor."

Yang Fang looked at the Iron Demon Armor lying quietly inside the ring and thought to himself.

The war has started, and I may receive a mission from the sect at any time, so this matter must not be delayed.

Once you are sent to the front line, it is impossible to find time to build the armor.

"I'll go to the city tomorrow to explore and see if there are any suitable materials."

Yang Fang returned to the bed and continued to practice cross-legged.

Morning comes.

A thin mist rises.

The fire that had been burning all night has been extinguished.

The Zhuangzi in front of me was in ruins, with black charcoal everywhere.

There was a strong aroma of barbecue in the air, which was nauseating.

Outside Zhuangzi.

Qin Tianlie, the tall and tall president of the Blue Dragon Society, dressed in black robes, had a cold face, gritted his teeth, the skin at the corners of his eyes was shaking, and the anger in his chest could not be suppressed.

A group of masters from the Qinglong Society had already rushed into the damaged Zhuangzi and began to search quickly.

One after another, charred and fuzzy corpses were being carried out.

"President, all the corpses have been carried out, but the faces of all the corpses are blurred. I don't know if there is a young master inside?"

A master from the Qinglong Club said cautiously.

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Tianlie struck out with his palm. Without any warning, the master of the Qinglong Society vomited blood and flew away like a sandbag.

"waste!"

Qin Tianlie shouted angrily.

The expressions of the other Qinglonghui masters changed, and they all knelt on the ground without saying a word.

"Where are Wu Sanjiang and Liu Bao? Have you contacted them?"

Qin Tianlie said coldly.

"Reply to the president, not yet."

One person said bravely.

boom!

Qin Tianlie kicked out, and another person flew backwards and hit him in the distance.

"President Qin, getting angry can hurt your body, so it's better to calm down!"

Next to him, a tall, thin, fair-faced old man with narrow eyes coughed lightly and spoke.

Qin Tianlie's face was gloomy, and he slowly turned to look at the old man and said, "Is there any way for the evil organization to resurrect my son?"

"I'm sorry, Master Ling didn't contribute his soul to our Lord. My Lord cannot resurrect him."

The tall and thin old man shook his head slightly and said with a smile, "However, I do have a way to find out which body is Mr. Ling's body, and also find out what happened to Mr. Ling before he died? It depends on whether Chairman Qin is willing.

Are you willing?"

"Okay, check it out for me immediately!"

Qin Tianlie gritted his teeth and said.

"President Qin first forces out a drop of blood essence."

The tall, thin old man smiled.

Without saying a word, Qin Tianlie pulled out the dagger from his waist and slashed it directly in his palm.

Poof!

Scarlet blood splashed and dripped down.

The tall and thin old man forced out a smile, walked up to Qin Tianlie, stretched out a skinny finger and gently dipped it in Qin Tianlie's blood, dabbed the blood on his palm, and then put his hands together to form a mysterious handprint.

boom!

A powerful and sinister aura instantly emanated from the body of the tall, thin old man. It was so powerful that the temperature in all directions dropped rapidly, and the sinister wind howled and whined.

Then a green light lit up in the old man's palm, and he opened his hands.

brush!

The drop of scarlet blood in his palm immediately flew out, rushed towards the row of blurry corpses in front of him, and landed directly on the horrific corpse on the far right.

Qin Tianlie's eyelids twitched, and then he quickly rushed to the burnt, blurry corpse and searched Qin Zheng's body.

After a moment, his expression became even more gloomy.

The Dao Tu was indeed missing.

"President Qin, please give in for now. I will continue to use my secret skills."

The tall, thin old man walked over, coughed slightly and smiled.

Qin Tianlie said nothing and stood aside.

I saw the tall and thin old man bending down, grabbing Qin Zheng's blurred face with his five fingers, and suddenly pulled up Qin Zheng's head, and then stabbed the other finger directly into the top of Qin Zheng's skull, with a squeaking sound.

There was rapid stirring inside.

Not long after, a drop of dark white liquid came out directly from inside, filled with an unspeakable stench.

The old man forced a smile on his face and said, "President Qin, swallow this thing!"
To be continued...