Eight hundred and seventieth chapter dead eye beads
The five ghosts in Yinling were as dumbfounded as chickens.
Although it is not the king's horn, it is still terrifying enough. The name of the first king of the demon clan is enough to scare the shit out of them.
"It can't be true, can it?" Si Dou stammered.
The other four people stared at Zuo Mo closely, looking like a flower growing on Zuo Mo's face.
"Of course it's true." Zuo Mo smiled, glanced at Mo Ru, and handed the horn to her: "If you regret it, then I will choose another one."
Mo Ru waved his hands desperately: "This thing is too hot, only a master can bear it!"
The other four people nodded in unison. Mo Ru's words were really not flattering. Don't look at the fact that the Yinling Guards are about to start a fight with the East Hades Mansion. No matter which side wins, they will not offend the master. In the underworld where the weapon refiner is extremely rare,
In this realm, to offend a master who can refine divine weapons would definitely be like having his head caught in the door. Anyway, from their point of view, none of the four Hades Lords would do such a stupid thing.
Not to mention the horns of the First King, it is the true horn of the king. If the master wants it, I guess the four Lords of the Underworld will not hesitate.
Moreover, this horn of the First King actually has a terrifying origin. If you want to refine it into a real [Horn of the King], it seems that only a master can have this ability.
These days, everyone believes in the strength of the war department and the masters who can rule the world with just one horn, but the Five Ghosts of Yinling absolutely do not believe that.
Lord Pluto doesn’t have a horn, but he hasn’t unified the underworld yet!
After all, it still depends on who has the bigger fist. However, Mo Ru and others still don't want to get involved in such troublesome things. Although they are frightened by hearing this, they have no idea of getting involved in it.
In the past, if this thing was presented to Lord Hades, he might even get a reward, but now that the king has not shown up for a long time, his life or death is uncertain, leaving it in his hands will only be a disaster.
Zuo Mo put away his horns. He was very interested in horns. The legendary [Horn of the King] was magical, and the horn itself must have something extraordinary. He is now in the god-level realm, and he himself lacks
The applicable treasures, the previous magical weapons and weapons, were quite good, but for him now, they were still far behind.
The divine power of a god-level powerhouse cannot be endured by ordinary magic weapons.
Lin Qian had the Ancient Divine Sword, and his senior brother had the God-killing Blood Sword, but he had no magic weapon that he could use. Although Zuo Mo had assigned Lin Qian to his senior brother in his heart, he was not completely sure of the time when his senior brother would wake up.
.If Lin Qian really breaks out of the barrier and his senior brother doesn't wake up, then he will be the only one who can fight.
Zuo Mo noted this down secretly and glanced at Si Du's collection.
Si Du later took out a few more items, which were really good things for this guy to keep at the bottom of the box. Zuo Mo glanced at a stone man, and his heart skipped a beat. The stone was about the size of a palm, with countless black rings on its surface.
It swims with white rings. These rings are of different sizes and come together and disperse.
Yin Yang Ring Stone!
Zuo Mo chose it without hesitation.
Although Si Du felt some pain, he still breathed a sigh of relief. Although the Yin Yang Ring Stone was unique and wonderful, it was far less practical than the other items for Si Du, who mainly dealt with poison.
Everyone gets what they need.
"I wonder how long the master's magical costume will take?" Si Du couldn't help but ask.
Zuo Mo pondered for a moment: "The five of you took completely different paths, and the time is also different. But it will not be later than a month."
The five of them were very satisfied when they heard that Zuo Mo had given him a one-month deadline. Dongming Mansion planned to attack Netherworld Ten Thousand Tombs, and it would take time to assemble an army. Moreover, the Yinling Guards were well positioned to defend, so they did not need to worry about the early battles.
"Then I'll take my leave first." Si Du said goodbye to Zuo Mo. He urgently needed to find a place to refine the Hades Sand he had just obtained. The right way to recover from his injuries as soon as possible.
Several others also left one after another. The war was imminent, and they had a lot to prepare. They each commanded the war department and were busy with their affairs.
Zuo Mo didn't try to stay, he had many things to do.
He planned to refine five quasi-divine weapons for the five of them, similar to the armor of angels. With his current level, it would be very difficult for him to refine the quasi-divine weapons.
His current success rate in using the art of stacking troops is astonishingly high. This is the advantage of Realm.
Naturally, three hundred pieces of divine equipment cannot meet the needs of the Ghost Lord, but the current problem is that the transportation of materials cannot keep up with Zuo Mo's refining speed. Almost all warehouses are desperately transporting materials to the Fire Cemetery at this time.
Zuo Mo then planned to go to Wanbo Chihai first.
This time he went alone without disturbing anyone else.
The boundless sea of boiling water was shocking. Zuo Mo sneaked into it quietly. Following the direction he took last time, he walked towards Dead Eye.
He noticed that three hundred divine costumes had been put into the sea of Ten Thousand Boiling Ponds to warm up, and each divine costume was continuously absorbing the death energy. Small whirlpools appeared one after another in the Ten Thousand Boiling Pond Sea, and next to each divine costume, there were
It's heavily guarded.
Zuo Mo carefully avoided the crowd and moved forward quietly in the gray air of death.
Soon, he could clearly feel that the death energy in front of him was much stronger. He cheered up and realized that the death eye was approaching. About the time he walked forward for a stick of incense, Zuo Mo felt that the death energy around him was stronger than before.
Seven or eight times as much.
The death energy here was so strong that it made Zuo Mo feel awe-inspiring in his heart.
If it were not for his god-level realm, an ordinary strong man would be surrounded by such a strong death aura, and he would probably have hallucinations and death aura invade his body. No wonder no one dared to come to Dead Eye. Even Zuo Mo felt the death aura cold.
Extremely bone-chilling.
Zuo Mo's speed slowed down, and he had traveled about ten miles. The death energy around him had become so thick that it was as thick as substance.
Every time I took a step forward, it seemed as if the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking before my eyes. Countless evil ghosts and evil thoughts were roaring towards me, and illusions abounded.
Zuo Mo's face became solemn, and he felt great pressure.
call!
The sun fire emerged from his body. As soon as those evil spirits and evil thoughts touched the sun fire, they screamed and howled and disappeared. However, the sticky death energy seemed to be angered by the sun fire, roaring and rolling, and waves of death energy rushed towards him.
Zuo Mo.
Zuo Mo's face changed slightly. What the hell is this dead eye? How could it have such a strong death aura?
He had never heard of a place where the aura of death was so strong.
Feeling the overwhelming power coming from the churning death energy, Zuo Mo shook his head. This place was not something he could come to now. Only if his body was completely repaired and his divine power was restored, could he continue to move forward.
It seems that I have to come again next time.
But Zuo Mo didn't intend to return empty-handed. The rich and sticky death energy in front of him was very good material in itself.
Zuo Mo repeatedly grabbed hold of his hands in the air.
In a moment, there were more than fifty beads condensed with death energy in his hand. The beads were dark gray in color. If you stared at them, you would be involuntarily attracted to them.
These death energy beads are of extremely rare quality.
Fifty Death Qi beads were condensed in succession, and a look of fatigue flashed across Zuo Mo's face. He was secretly shocked that the Death Qi here was so incredibly rich! He condensed fifty Death Qi beads, which were even stronger than him.
The consumption of refining three hundred pieces of divine equipment is even greater!
What a weird place!
Zuo Mo kept this in mind, put the Death Qi Beads into his ring, and returned along the original path. This trip was still fruitful. Fifty Death Qi Beads of excellent quality were a considerable income.
After exiting the sea of Wanbochi, Zuo Mo returned to his residence.
He meditated for a full twelve hours before he recovered. Opening his eyes, he played with the death energy beads in his hands. Suddenly thinking of his previous thoughts, he got up and walked towards the backyard.
Arriving in front of the five sacred wooden coffins, sure enough, the death energy gushing from the five-eyed death energy pool had been reduced by half.
Zuo Mo thought for a while, took out a death energy bead and threw it into one of the death energy pools.
boom!
The turbulent death energy spurted out.
The sacred wooden coffin suddenly lit up, absorbing the death energy that was pouring out. Zuo Mo touched the sacred wooden coffin, closed his eyes, and the death energy quickly seeped into the coffin. Because the death energy was very rich, after it merged with the vitality of the sacred wooden coffin itself, the disease was born.
The original divine power is more than three times stronger than before.
Zuo Mo became excited.
Over the past few days, he has repeatedly thought about it, and finally came to the conclusion that as long as there is enough original divine power, everyone can be awakened. The original divine power is very strange and can penetrate into all things and fundamentally nourish everyone's body.
Everything is moving in a good direction and the future is full of hope.
Zuo Mo laid out today's harvest. The treasure of the colorful poisonous stone can only be returned to Mo Yunhai and handed over to the flower demon and the others. The dragon heart is given to senior brother, and the jade skull is given to Lan.
The will-o'-the-wisp jumped in his palm, and he was silent. When he chose the will-o'-the-wisp, he only had a vague idea in his mind, but this idea was still very vague.
At this moment, the figure of the woman in the will-o'-the-wisp suddenly appeared. When she saw Zuo Mo, she bowed down and said, "Master!"
Zuo Mo was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses: "What's the matter?"
"Can the master give me a death energy bead?" The female figure said calmly: "If the master can give me a death energy bead, I can stabilize my body and reach a higher level. I am willing to let the master control me!"
"Oh!" A strange color flashed in Zuo Mo's eyes. He pondered for a moment and then threw out a Death Qi Bead: "Here you go!"
The will-o'-the-wisp female shadow was overjoyed, and saw the will-o'-the-wisp jump and roll over the death air beads.
The green will-o'-the-wisp immediately gained a layer of gray.
"It will take a few days for me to absorb the death energy. Master, please forgive me." The figure of the female figure was erratic.
"Go." Zuo Mo said.
The female figure bowed again and disappeared immediately.
Zuo Mo thought for a while, put the will-o'-the-wisp back into the ring, and picked up another object, the Yin-Yang Ring Stone! When Zuo Mo saw this object, the first thing that came to his mind was Luo Li. This stone can create yin and yang, and if it can
Forge this stone into flying swords, preferably double chain swords, most suitable for Luo Li and Wo Li.
Today, Zuo Mo has a deeper understanding of life and death, and the more he understands the relationship between Wo Li and Luo Li. Wo Li is immortal and Luo Li is immortal. The two of them truly live and die together. If they can
After forging the Yin and Yang chain swords, when the two of them wake up, their strength will surely reach a higher level.
Carefully putting away the Yin-Yang Ring Stone, Zuo Mo picked up the biggest harvest of today, the long horn, which was the Demon Horn of the First King.
Zuo Mo rubbed his palms against the patterns on the surface of the King's Demonic Horns, took a deep breath and let his mind sink into it little by little.
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