At this time, he was entangled by four puppets. Lin Qizhi and the two were already attacking the light shield on the outer layer of the treasure box. This layer of pale white light shield that the four Ksitigarbha soldiers could not break was under Lin Qizhi's blazing sun.
Under the sword, it quickly disintegrated like ice and snow melting.
The wind suddenly rose.
Dong dong dong dong…
Lin Qizhi's robe shot out chains like iron ropes, holding him firmly in place.
The little boy rolled over, and the shadow of an extraordinary majestic giant eagle appeared on his body. Instead of being blown away by the strong wind, it actually rode the wind and flew past at low altitude at high speed.
He took away the Jiyang Treasure Box.
Lin Qizhi swung the long red sword in his hand. The target was not the little boy, but the sky.
There was a crisp sound, the red sword was inserted into the air, the void cracked, and the real treasure box fell from above.
Lin Qizhi laughed, retracted the chains of his robe on his own, jumped up and grabbed the treasure box.
The little boy lowered his head and opened the treasure box and saw that it was empty.
His face was red with anger, and fire streaks curled up. The giant eagle on his body spread out a pair of colorful wings, like a condor, turned back in the air, and crashed into Lin Qizhi in the air at high speed.
Lin Qi was standing in the air, and his expression changed when he saw this scene. His robe fell off on his own, and he broke away from the spider web-like iron rope in an attempt to stop the Colorful Flame Condor.
Qi Qianmen Mo Xing.
A woman from the Wei family.
Four holders of Ksitigarbha treasures.
One hundred and thirty people.
Everyone holds their breath, because in the blink of an eye, the owner of the Extreme Sun Treasure Box can be decided.
The two sides kept getting closer and closer, and time seemed to slow down.
"Just use some tricks."
A voice spread calmly from above.
Su Qiulian stood between the two of them, drew out his black knife, and slashed into the void.
Suddenly, a shadow of a knife passed through the fields and fell from the sky.
The afterimage of the black tiger disappeared in a flash.
The colorful condor was torn apart by the light of the sword, and the little boy fell from the air. Lin Qizhan's body flashed with black light, and he fell from the air with a pale expression, barely canceling out the light of the sword.
A hand gently stretched out and caught the fallen treasure box.
Su Qiulian held the treasure box and landed lightly in the palace.
At this time, everyone present was stunned.
This fight was really full of twists and turns, and there were many changes. Until the last moment, no one knew who the treasure box belonged to.
Lin Qizhi's face was very exciting and he was about to say something to Su Qiulian.
The shadow of the real person in Heyang appeared again.
She first smiled and congratulated Su Qiulian,
"Congratulations."
Then, he turned to look at the crowd and threw out more than a hundred clusters of dark green flame tail feathers,
"The treasure box will eventually belong to its owner, and I can leave this place. This is the strange fire 'Qingluan'. I got it by chance while traveling, and now I give it to you."
After the words fell, Master Heyang smiled at everyone and disappeared without a trace again.
Everyone did not expect such an unexpected surprise, and they all used the secret method of Nine Flames to absorb the strange fire into their bodies.
Lin Qizhi held the flame tail feathers in his hands and looked at Su Qiulian with a complicated expression.
The little boy also held the flame tail feather and looked at Su Qiulian with an unhappy expression.
And Su Qiulian, after touching the flame tail feathers, looked a little confused and confused.
The three of them were the ones present who had not refined the Qingluan Strange Fire.
"Your sword skills are so perfect."
Lin Qizhi finally spoke out,
"After returning, can we do exchanges and barter?"
Su Qiulian turned to look at him and nodded slowly.
The little boy walked up to Su Qiulian and said loudly:
"I also want to make an exchange with you."
"I belong to a deserted island."
"Ah, then he is also from a desert island?"
"That's right."
"Huh, let's make a deal now."
"Tell me."
"I want the sword skills you just used. In exchange..."
The little boy threw Qingluan Strange Fire to him, and then took out a secret book from his pocket.
""The Wind Sword" is a sword technique created by sword masters a hundred years ago."
He also threw "The Wind Sword" to Su Qiulian.
Su Qiulian held the strange fire in one hand and the secret book in the other, with a very strange expression on his face.
"Are you sure? I didn't learn any great sword skills."
The little boy sneered,
"Oh, you have already obtained the Treasure Box of the Extreme Sun, why are you still reluctant to part with a mere swordsmanship? Don't try to trick me, I'm not the kind of child who is so stupid that he can't tell the difference between good and bad martial arts."
Su Qiulian was helpless and pretended to search in his pocket, then took out a shabby book.
There are no words on the cover.
"I've already told you what happened. This is really just an ordinary sword skill. It's very ordinary. You still want to exchange it?"
The little boy impatiently snatched away the old books, put them in his arms and walked away.
Su Qiulian hesitated to speak, but finally turned his back happily and put the two strange fires and a secret book of sword skills into the Qiankun bag.
At this moment, everyone felt like the world was spinning.
The picture in front of Su Qiulian's eyes changed, and he suddenly felt that his feet had nowhere to rely on. Only then did he realize that he appeared above the Yang River and fell from the air.
Just when he was about to fall into the water, he stepped hard, causing the river to sink and splash. Su Qiu flew towards the river bank as fast as he stepped on flat ground.
At this time, there were no crowds of onlookers on both sides of the river, and even the troops stationed here on both sides were nowhere to be seen.
In the distance, he saw black smoke rising in the distance, and the faint light of fire drifting.
Su Qiulian's expression changed and he hurried to the capital of Fuyang Prefecture.
"Did a fight start?"
He thought of the large armies stationed in Yanghe from the two states when the Heyang Treasure House was opened.
Su Qiulian accelerated forward. Every time his feet landed, he would create a pit in the ground, increasing his speed with a powerful explosion.
Suddenly, Su Qiulian's vision changed suddenly, and he suddenly appeared in a village.
A group of children laughed and ran past him.
One of the girls with a blushing face stopped and looked at him curiously.
"Who are you? I've never seen you?"
Seeing this, other children also ran back. A little fat boy raised his head and said,
"You are not from our Niujia Village."
"Yes, outsiders."
"Are you here to find the baby too?"
Su Qiulian frowned,
"Niujia Village?"
"Yes, did you come to our village to look for treasure?"
The little fat man stretched out his hand,
"Give me money and I'll tell you where the treasure is."
"I want candy."
"You are stupid. If you have money, you can buy candy."
"Yes, then I also want silver, no, I want gold."
"I want gold too."
Su Qiulian looked at this village not far from Yanghe and asked,
"Niujia Village disappeared twenty years ago."
"It's gone? What's gone?"
The little fat man was impatient and stretched out both hands.
"You, an outsider, still want to have a baby?"
"Yes, I want gold."
"Give me gold, give me treasure."
"Give me gold, give me treasure."
"Give me gold, give me treasure."
"Give gold..."
The sound kept repeating, and the children spoke in unison, but gradually the sound became weird.
Su Qiulian lowered his head and found that the faces of the children surrounding him had turned a brown color, as if they had been cooked in a pot for a long time and were swollen.