Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty Treasures From Heaven
Xia Qingyang felt his current blood evil claws... and felt the crisp "kill and killing" coming from it, and he really felt like he had nowhere to start.
I just feel that if I use it to kill the enemy, it will naturally be invincible.
Moreover, it can rely on killing to continuously enhance it, which is equivalent to eternalizing the effect of an automatic blood sacrifice... No, it is much more advanced than a blood sacrifice. It automatically absorbs the energy of living beings to enhance its own spirituality.
The "resentful spirit of sentient beings" was regarded as a key, causing the blood evil god claw to develop towards the real magic weapon.
But the question is, the second uncle, a good saint of Yuqing, why did he refine such a magic weapon for him?
Aren't you afraid that he will lose his mind if he can't control it?
Xia Qingyang could not understand what these two masters meant. He took advantage of the situation and tried his "spiritual suppression" talent, and successfully suppressed the evil spirits that were born here.
This was an unexpected surprise. His talent for "suppressing spirits" not only can play a role in his body, but also can act on the spiritual treasures that he has completely refined.
I haven't noticed it before...that's because there is no suitable spiritual treasure around him to play this role.
In this way, he was overjoyed.
At the same time, the function of this new Blood Evil Claw is also clear to the chest.
It has an additional function of "demon-exploring" than before. As long as the power similar to "resentfulness of sentient beings" appears within a certain range, it can immediately generate a sense and transmit it to Xia Qingyang.
This is the equipment specially created for him to detect the grievances of sentient beings, and he also strengthened it on the original basis.
And his mission is obviously here... Use this blood evil spirit claw to explore the existence possessed by the grievances of sentient beings, or eliminate it, or something else...
Xia Qingyang was also secretly curious in his heart why this resentment of sentient beings could block the perception of the saints and the way of heaven, and even give him a task...
He was thinking here, and Zhao Xiaoming and even the Wooden Man Palace could see clearly... It seemed that the Sanqing all favored their junior brother in an unusual way!
Who would have given him the benefits that the saints gave him, and the tasks assigned by the saints were picky and picky?
And what do they see?
It was the three saints who were just holding him down and even if he had to force the benefits into his arms...
It’s like the children of rich families have never felt the suffering of the world. They are frugal every day, but they still have to coax and feed them when they eat. In the end, they tied the person to a chair and stuffed them into a big mouthful.
It's done.
In their eyes, Xia Qingyang is the baby who was forced into a bite... He obviously ate good things, but he still cried constantly, making people want to beat him up and vent his anger.
"Oh~"
Xia Qingyang sighed melancholy, and could only sigh that these people didn’t understand anything... Is this a benefit? This is a huge trouble!
Why should he solve things that cannot be solved by human and heavenly ways?
As soon as this thought came to an end, he felt that the atmosphere above his head seemed to be wrong.
He looked up and saw a "fireball" falling from the sky from the hole in the roof of the Wooden Man Palace!
This hole was smashed out when the river map fell before, why did it come again?
Moreover, when this "fireball" fell, it looked fierce and felt like it was going to die if it was touched... He decided to be steady, even if it was given by a saint, what if he didn't take it firmly and smashed himself to death?
He did not hesitate at the moment, and escaped to wrap up the sisters Song Ru and Song Shiyimei and ran away.
As for Zhao Xiaoming and Yu Yiyuan, he ignored it. After all, they must have their own solutions.
He escaped outside the Taoist palace in one breath, looking up to see if the "fireball" is smashed down, will the wooden man palace be destroyed?
However, what made his soul burst into tears was... the "fireball" actually seemed to track a missile. After aiming at him, he changed his trajectory and continued to smash it at him!
"Just know it's like this!"
He quickly left the Song sisters and fled to escape.
It’s just a matter of whether he is useful or not, but whether he or she is an attitude question.
This is his respect for his life, and no action can be said to be redundant.
At this moment, he took out his jade pendant that had been revised many times and used it again. In a few trances, he almost threw away the fireball above his head and locked it.
However, the fireball was obviously controlled by someone, and he was chasing him with extreme cheating, which made him feel desperate.
As for the Song sisters...
Song Ru was purely worried.
Song Shiyimei burst out unexpectedly.
Song Ru asked strangely: "Eleventh Sister, Junior Brother Qingyang is unpredictable, why are you still laughing out loud?"
The Eleventh Sister stopped laughing quickly. She rubbed her face and said strangely: "I don't know why, but I always feel that his embarrassing figure seems familiar."
"And I don't think the fireball is malicious, I just want to play with Uncle Master."
Song Ru looked at her sister for no reason, not knowing where her perception came from.
...
Xia Qingyang had tried the water escape after the wind escape... His water escape speed was also not slow, but he still could not get rid of the lock of the fireball.
He simply used earth escape at the bottom of the water and went deeper into the ground.
He can't do it anymore. Can this fireball crash into the soil to chase him?
hehe……
He made a mistake.
His wind escape is fast and cannot be removed, and he can't be removed even if it is water escape. Can the slowest earth escape be removed?
So he stopped after escaping into the soil for more than ten meters away.
Because in front of him, the fireball had burned through the soil layer and blocked him from another direction.
The facts prove that so many of his actions just now were to force himself to play. No matter how unbearable this Wooden Man Palace is, it is now considered half of the temple of Lingbao Tianzun. What can you easily smash the temple of the Saint?
"Hahaha, little disciple, are you scared? You just like to see you as timid and accept your fate."
"But don't be afraid, this is a good thing for the teacher to give you, and it is definitely better than the things given to those two!"
A very arrogant laughter from Xia Qingyang's ears came from his ears...
Then he looked closely and found that there was no fireball, but a colorful glass lamp.
An indescribable chaotic flame slowly burned in the lamp, releasing a light that could penetrate all barriers.
He suppressed the restlessness in his heart and asked tentatively: "Are you... Master Tongtian?"
Then the sound on the lamp instantly turned into a facial paralysis tone and said, "I just reposted the third brother's words, and he told you not to be afraid."
Xia Qingyang: “…”
He was almost afraid of death just now!
This sudden fireball hits the face, it would be strange if he doesn’t run away!
Fortunately, he quickly suppressed the complaint, and then calmed down and asked, "What do you call me for me?"
The voice of the facial paralysis was already faintly: "Wu Ming, it's just the front light of Zixiao Palace. Just call me 'A Deng'."