Chapter Eight Hundred and Twenty Seven - Chapter Eight Hundred and Twenty Eight
?Suddenly, Heiyu, who was sitting cross-legged and practicing, slowly opened his eyes, looked at the golden dragon, and said: "Ruijin, I sensed the aura of the ancient divine beast Sky-Wing Tiger, and Sky-Wing Tiger has arrived here.
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Ruijin stared blankly at the resurrected red dragon soul in the distance. After a while, he finally moved his eyes to look at the cultivating Heiyu and said: "I know, except for the ancient divine beast Tianyi Tiger, even that
The humans who were followed by the weapon spirits also came here. Blackfish, you have reached the most critical moment now, practice with peace of mind, and when you successfully break through to the ninth heaven, you can go to the weapon spirits to restore your broken arm." If you look carefully.
Go, and you can see at a glance that Heiyu's right arm is empty, and his entire right arm has disappeared.
Heiyu nodded, looked at Ruijin with deep gratitude in his eyes, and said: "Ruijin, thank you!" He was able to absorb the spiritual energy in the Dragon Tomb here to practice, all with the help of the golden dragon Ruijin, Ruijin used his own
The aura covered the Black Fish so that the dragon souls would not notice that the Black Fish was a strange being, and then used its own ability to transform the spiritual energy in the tomb, allowing the Black Fish to absorb it to enhance its own strength.
Ruijin looked up to the sky and let out a long sigh, with a deep sadness and loneliness in his expression, and said: "I, Ruijin, only have two friends in my life. Apart from the girl from the Shenfeng clan, the only one left is you, Heiyu."
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Heiyu glanced at Ruijin with a complicated expression. He seemed to understand Ruijin's mood at the moment, and there was also a hint of loneliness in his expression. However, he quickly calmed down, slowly closed his eyes and continued to practice, preparing to attack the Nine Heavens.
Ruijin stood beside Heiyu and did not leave. At this moment, no matter what happened here, he could not leave even half a step. He had to cover Heiyu with his own breath to ensure Heiyu's safety.
Although these dragon souls are meaningless and full of aggression, they will not attack people of their own race.
In some dim caves, Jian Chen and Qin Shengtian Witch each sat cross-legged on the ground, while the little white tiger had been taken into the sacred space by Jian Chen, and continued to use heavenly materials and earthly treasures to enhance its strength.
Outside the cave, a huge roar of dragons filled the sky, shaking the mountains and making the two people in the cave unable to calm down, because at this moment, the number of dragon souls outside had increased to more than thirty, and the weakest ones had reached
The seventh-level monster level has been reached, and the number of eighth-level dragons has also increased from one to three before. More than thirty dragon souls have been hovering within a radius of dozens of miles and have never left.
In the cave, Jian Chen's slightly closed eyes slowly opened. He stood up from the ground and walked back and forth in the cave. There was a hint of sadness between his eyebrows. Then he looked at the Qin Shengtian Witch and said: "Senior, like this
Going down is not an option. Those dragon souls won’t be active outside all the time. Is there any way to make them leave?”
Qin Shengtian Witch slowly opened her closed eyes, hesitated for a moment, and said: "There is a way!"
Jian Chen's eyes lit up and he immediately asked, "What can I do?"
"The way is, unless there is someone outside who can attract the attention of those dragon souls, and then lure those dragon souls away." Qin Shengtian Witch said in a calm tone.
Hearing this, a look of disappointment appeared in Jian Chen's eyes. This Fantasy Star Sea is the second most dangerous place in the Tianyuan Continent after the Death Demon Cave. There are very few people who dare to enter here. Perhaps it is a matter of fact that no one has set foot here for decades.
Normally, it is almost impossible for others to attract the attention of those dragon souls outside.
"It seems that we can only continue to wait here." Jian Chen sighed softly and sat down cross-legged again.
In the blink of an eye, seven days passed. During these seven days, Jian Chen and Qin Shengtian Witch spent almost all of them sitting in silence and rarely spoke. The dragon soul wandering outside the cave not only disappeared.
After leaving here, the number continued to increase, from more than thirty to more than forty. These dragon souls were attracted by the dragon souls in front of them and wandered there unconsciously without deliberately going there.
Looking for something, it seems that they don't know the existence of Jian Chen.
Seven days later, Jian Chen couldn't sit still anymore and stood up from the ground, thinking secretly in his heart: "Rather than wasting time here, it is better to recover some of the power of chaos." Thinking of this, a golden light immediately shot out from the center of Jian Chen's eyebrows, changing into...
It became a golden pagoda only the size of a palm.
"What are you going to do?" As soon as Jian Chen made a move, he immediately attracted the attention of Qin Shengtian Witch. Her beautiful eyes stared at Jian Chen closely, and glanced at the golden pagoda without knowing it, with an expression on her face.
A curiosity.
Now there are dragon souls wandering everywhere outside. The two of them relied on the rocks here to cover the entrance of the cave and isolate the breath so that they would not be discovered by the dragon souls. Therefore, the Qin Sheng Tianmo girl was afraid that Jian Chen would make too much noise and alert the outside world.
The dragon soul.
"Senior, I need to practice for a while to regain some strength." Jian Chen asked.
"No, the leakage of energy will inevitably attract the attention of the dragon souls outside." Qin Shengtian Witch said in a solemn tone, filled with an undoubted momentum.
Jian Chen looked at the golden pagoda and vowed: "Don't worry, I am practicing in another space, there will be no energy emitted at all, and naturally I will not be able to alarm the dragon souls outside."
Qin Shengtian Witch's eyes fell on the golden pagoda. This was the second time she saw this pagoda. She was very curious about the origin of this pagoda and asked: "What is this?"
Jian Chen did not hide anything and said: "Although seniors have not seen it, I must have heard of its reputation. This pagoda is the sacred weapon of the Guangming Saint Master Guild."
"What, this is the sacred weapon of the Guild of Light Saint Masters!" Qin Shengtian Witch looked at the golden pagoda with a surprised look on her face and said, "Impossible, how could this sacred weapon of the Guild of Light Saint Masters be dropped?
into your hands."
Jian Chen chuckled, without explaining in detail, and said, "Senior, the sacred vessel has its own space, and it is very safe inside. Why don't you follow me to the sacred vessel space? In this way, even if we are hiding,
If we are discovered by the dragon soul, we will not be harmed at all."
Qin Shengtian Witch quickly calmed down, hesitated for a while, and asked: "I have also heard about the sacred weapon of the Guangming Saint Master Guild. It is said that it is a very powerful sacred weapon. I didn't expect that it would fall into your possession."
In my hand, I wonder if we can leave here through the sacred vessel."
Jian Chen shook his head and said: "No, I have just negotiated with the artifact spirit. The sacred artifact is not a product of the Fantasy Star Sea at all. Its breath will still be felt by those dragon souls. Once the sacred artifact leaves here,
We will be attacked by the dragon souls outside. Although those seventh-level dragon souls cannot harm the weapon spirit, there are dragon souls of the Holy Emperor realm in the dragon tomb. Once those dragon souls are provoked, then even if we are
Even if you hide in the holy weapon, you may also encounter danger."
Qin Shengtian Witch frowned slightly and said: "It seems that we can only get out of here after those dragon souls leave. Okay, I will go to the sacred space with you."
"Item Spirit, take us in." Jian Chen said to the Item Spirit.
Immediately, two white beams of light emitted from the holy vessel, shrouding Qin Shengtian Witch and Jian Chen and disappearing. In the blink of an eye, the dim cave became empty, with only a faint golden light emitting.
The sacred vessel is suspended there.
Immediately afterwards, the golden light emitted by the holy weapon gradually faded away and became extremely ordinary. Then it slowly flew to a dark corner and hid behind a big rock.
The current Sacred Artifact Space has undergone great changes compared to the original. When Jian Chen and many people from the Light Saint Master Guild came here to compete, only some sixth-order monsters survived in the huge space.
There is not a single monster of Warcraft.
But now, the huge sacred space is filled with all kinds of magical beasts. The strength of these magical beasts ranges from first to fifth level, and there are even some sixth-order magical beasts active.
On a plain in the sacred space, there are two fifth-level monsters fighting for life and death. The energy aftermath caused by the battle has destroyed the surroundings in a mess, with flying sand and rocks, smoke and dust filling the sky, and roars coming from their mouths.
outgoing.
At this moment, two white beams of light suddenly appeared in the air, and Jian Chen, who was dressed in a smart outfit, and the Qin Shengtian Witch, who was wearing a purple dress and holding a guqin, suddenly appeared there. As soon as they arrived,
The Holy Witch of Qin couldn't wait to look around, with deep surprise in her eyes.
The sudden appearance of the two people attracted the attention of the two fifth-level monsters who were fighting below. The two fifth-level monsters stopped involuntarily and looked up at the sky. A pair of cruel eyes looked at the two people in the sky with vigilance.
Based on animal instincts, they all felt a great threat from the two of them.
"Gah!"
At this moment, an earth-shaking sound came from a distant place, and immediately a huge momentum came from a distance with sky-high murderous intent.
Jian Chen's eyes narrowed and he looked at the direction where the sound came from. A sneer appeared on his lips and he said, "It's the Black Crow Beast King whose strength has reached the level of seventh-order magic beast. I didn't expect it to still remember me. It seems that I died last time."
The sixth-level black crow beast in my hands must be its closest relative."
In the sacred space, the Holy King's magical powers can be used at will. The seventh-level Black Crow Beast King controls the power of the space. His body is completely integrated with the space. He is rushing towards Jian Chen from a distance as fast as lightning. In just a few breaths,
In a matter of seconds, a small black dot appeared at the end of the sky, quickly enlarged, and soon arrived in front of Jian Chen.
It was a black crow beast with a huge body, dozens of meters long, and a black crow beast. It exuded a huge aura, causing the fifth-level monster below that had stopped fighting to crawl on the ground and tremble with its whole body.
Full of deep fear.
The seventh-level black crow beast stared at Jian Chen with a pair of scarlet eyes, filled with hatred, and then raised its head to the sky and let out an ugly scream. Its entire body turned into a black shadow and rushed towards Jian Chen, with a pair of sharp claws.
Flashing with an icy cold light, it directly grabbed Jian Chen's heart.
"presumptuous!"
At this moment, an angry roar sounded out of thin air, and the surrounding space instantly solidified, as if it had turned into an extremely solid ice, tightly confining the body of the Black Crow Beast King within, unable to move at all.
Looking at the imprisoned seventh-level Black Crow Beast King, Qin Shengtian Witch's pupils suddenly shrank. She had already seen that the strength of the Black Crow Beast King in front of her had reached the seventh-level realm. Such a powerful monster was imprisoned in mid-air.
You can't get away with it. You can imagine how powerful the person who did it secretly is. At least he is an unparalleled powerful person in the realm of the Holy Emperor.
The figure of the sacred weapon spirit gradually appeared next to Jian Chen. Without even looking at the imprisoned Black Crow Beast King, he directly bowed to Jian Chen and saluted, saying: "See the master!"
The sound of "The Master of the Weapon Spirit" fell into the ears of the Qin Shengtian Witch, and she was immediately startled. She looked at Jian Chen and the Weapon Spirit who transformed into a middle-aged man with a look of disbelief, and her heart was filled with turmoil.
The Black Crow Beast King, whose body was imprisoned, also heard the name of the weapon spirit to Jian Chen, and his reaction was much stronger than that of the Qin Shengtian Witch. The shock in his heart had reached an unbearable level, followed by deep fear.
He couldn't believe it. It was a warcraft native to the Sacred Artifact Space, and it knew very well the identity and strength of the Artifact Spirit.
"Let this black crow beast go." Jian Chen said.
"Yes, Master!" The weapon spirit responded respectfully, and then the solidified space immediately returned to normal, and the imprisoned Black Crow Beast King also regained control of his body.
However, at this moment, the Black Crow Beast King no longer dared to attack Jian Chen. Its body immediately transformed into a short old man wearing a black robe. He knelt on his knees and said with great respect; "Demon Feather Sees Lord Artifact Spirit"
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The weapon spirit stared at the Black Crow Beast King with a sharp gaze, and said coldly: "You are so brave, you dare to be disrespectful to the master."
The Black Crow Beast King, who had transformed into a human form, trembled violently, his eyes filled with deep panic, and said in a trembling voice: "Lord Qi Ling, please calm down. Lord Qi Ling, please calm down. Mo Yu didn't know that he was Lord Qi Ling's master before. If there is any offense,
Please forgive me, Master Qi Ling."
Seeing this scene, Qin Shengtian Witch became more and more surprised. A powerful seventh-level monster actually begged for mercy from the weapon spirit so humbly. This is a very rare thing. After all, the seventh-order monster has already
A strong man equivalent to the Saint King realm naturally has his arrogance, not to mention that the strength of the Black Crow Beast King in front of him has reached the level of the seventh heaven. Even when facing the strong Saint King, he can only show a respectful attitude.
That's all, it's simply impossible to be so frightened.
The scene that happened before her eyes made Qin Shengtian Witch reconsider the strength of the weapon spirit in her heart. But what surprised her even more was that such a powerful weapon spirit would recognize a holy king as its master. This was
What a huge curiosity.
"What is your relationship with the sixth-level black crow beast that I killed back then?" Jian Chen asked.
Hearing this, the short old man hesitated for a while. He didn't want to answer Jian Chen's words, but when he thought about the relationship between Jian Chen and the weapon spirit, he could only answer obediently: "That is one of the eight disciples I have accepted, and he is also one of the eight disciples.
The most outstanding disciple among all the disciples, it is very likely that he will break through the sixth level and become the seventh level in the future."
Jian Chen felt relieved and said: "You can go. If you still want to look for me in the future, I will accompany you."
The short old man hesitated for a while, did not speak, but looked at the weapon spirit.
The weapon spirit said expressionlessly: "Since the master will not hold you accountable for your previous disrespect, I will spare your life for the time being and you can go."
The short old man bowed deeply to the weapon spirit, turned around and left.
Later, Jian Chen, Qin Shengtian Witch and the Artifact Spirit came to the temple in the center of the sacred space. Qin Shengtian Witch did not ask too much about the things here. After choosing a palace, she left silently, planning to
Retreat for a while.
After Jian Chen asked the weapon spirit to retreat, he also chose a quiet palace as a retreat to restore the power of chaos in his body.
In the cold and quiet palace, Jian Chen sat cross-legged in the center and was sorting out the magic cores in the space ring. He had already planned to exhaust all the magic cores and refine them into the power of chaos, and around his body, various
Demonic cores of various levels have piled up like mountains, emitting a huge wave of energy.
After cleaning up all the demon cores in the space ring, Jian Chen finally stopped and used his mind to communicate with the purple and green sword spirits who were absorbing the energy of the colorful fairy crystals, asking them to help him refine the demon cores.
Zi Ying and Qing Suo immediately appeared above Jian Chen's head. With a direct move, a small pile of magic cores flew into the middle of the two of them, and were then refined by them into traces of chaotic power.
The mountains of demonic cores surrounding Jian Chen's body continued to decrease, and were refined by the Ziqing Sword Spirit into streaks of chaotic power that entered Jian Chen's dantian, causing the chaotic inner elixir in Jian Chen's dantian to slowly grow at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Growing.
After spending two days, the mountains of magic cores surrounding Jian Chen had all been exhausted, and not a single one was left. The inner elixir of chaos in Jian Chen's body had only changed from the size of a soybean to the size of a little finger, increasing
The power of chaos is very limited, not even one percent of the energy he absorbed in the underground of the Mercenary City.
Because most of the piles of magic cores are third-level, fourth-level, and fifth-level magic cores. Some of the sixth-level magic cores were consumed by him before, and the remaining number is very rare.
Jian Chen slowly opened his eyes, with a look of sadness on his brows. Now all the magic cores in his body have been consumed. Except for the King's Soldier Dragon-Slaying Sword, he can no longer find anything to refine it.
It turned into the power of chaos.
Suddenly, an idea flashed in Jian Chen's mind, and he murmured in a low voice: "There seem to be many seventh-level magic beasts in this sacred space. I wonder if those magic beasts that left because their end was approaching have magic cores left. If so,
If so..." Gradually, the light in Jian Chen's eyes became brighter and brighter, and then he suddenly stood up from the ground and walked quickly out of the retreat.
"Item Spirit!" When he arrived outside the retreat palace, Jian Chen directly called out to the Item Spirit.
"Master, I don't know what your instructions are." The figure of the weapon spirit quietly appeared in front of Jian Chen.
"Item Spirit, aren't there many magical beasts living in this sacred artifact space? I wonder if there are any magical cores left after those magical beasts die." Jian Chen asked hurriedly, his heart filled with strong expectations.
"There are a lot of magic cores. Those magic cores can only be absorbed by humans, and are completely useless to Warcraft. However, after the ancestors of many Warcraft tribes die, their magic cores will be enshrined by the tribe. If the master needs it, the small
Get it to the master immediately." The weapon spirit said.
Jian Chen was ecstatic in his heart, and his heart was beating uncontrollably, and he said urgently, "Item Spirit, I need a lot of magic cores, help me collect them right away."
"Yes, Master!"
Next, the entire group of Warcraft in the Sacred Artifact Space became agitated. All the magic cores left by their ancestors that had been enshrined in the ancestral hall flew away, leaving the demonic cores filled with various high-level magic cores.
The ancestral hall became empty.
This kind of thing happened in all the ethnic groups of all sizes in the entire sacred space. All the magic cores preserved by those monsters, whether low-level or high-level, flew into the distance under the personal gaze of countless powerful people. During this period, there were also
Many powerful seventh-level monsters tried to stop them, but as soon as they were about to take action, they were immediately suppressed by the sacred space. In the end, they could only watch helplessly as the magic cores left by their ancestors disappeared into the distance.
"It's Lord Qi Ling. Lord Qi Ling has taken away the magic core left by our ancestors."
Those powerful seventh-level monsters quickly understood the reason. Although many people felt very angry, they did not dare to complain too much, because in this space, the weapon spirit is like a god.
, it is the absolute master.
In addition to these, many demonic cores that were buried deep under the earth also broke out one after another, all flying towards the temple in the center of the sacred space. These demonic cores were dozens of demonic cores in the sacred space.
After ten thousand years of accumulation, the amount has reached a very terrifying level. Except for a very small part that was taken away by the participants of the Light Saint Master Guild, the rest were all left behind.
In the temple, Jian Chen stared blankly at the ground in front of him. He saw countless magic cores flying in from the outside in an endless stream and piled neatly on the ground. In just a few breaths, the magic cores here were
The magic cores had already piled up into a hill, covering the entire passage.
"Master, I am collecting all the magic cores in the entire space. Now there is no room for them here. I have placed all the remaining magic cores in another palace. Master, you can pick them up at any time if you need them."
Finally, the voice of the weapon spirit sounded in Jian Chen's ears.
Looking at the massive amount of magic cores piled up around him, Jian Chen swallowed hard. Compared with the stock of his space ring, these magic cores were like ants and elephants, and could not be compared at all.
"Item Spirit, how many high-level magic cores are there in total here?" Jian Chen said with some difficulty.
"Master, over the past few hundred thousand years, there have been more than 2,000 eighth-level monsters and more than 50,000 seventh-level monsters appearing in this sacred space, except for the dozen or so eighth-order monsters that left here a few days ago.
, all the magic cores of the other eighth-level magic beasts have been preserved, so there are more than 2,000 eighth-level magic cores and more than 50,000 seventh-level magic cores here. As for the magic cores below the seventh level, the number is already countless.
Already." Qi Ling said.
Jian Chen was completely stunned. At this moment, his thoughts had stopped running, and his mind was filled with the words that Qi Ling had just said.
"There are more than 2,000 eighth-level magic cores, more than 50,000 seventh-level magic cores, more than 2,000 eighth-level magic cores, and more than 50,000 seventh-level magic cores..."
Jian Chen murmured unconsciously, his voice full of tremors. At this moment, huge ecstasy overwhelmed Jian Chen's entire soul, making him immersed in boundless joy, and he could not recover for a long time.
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