The next second, Ye Xiu appeared in a misty space.
This space is square, about ten square meters.
There are a few things floating there.
Three ancient books and a small palm-sized sword, the surface covered with rust.
A stone the size of a fist is mostly gray, with only a small piece left white.
The rich spiritual energy emanates from this stone.
Ye Xiu used his willpower to try to get closer to these things.
Immediately, his will returned and there were several more things in his hand.
"It is indeed the legendary storage ring!"
Ye Xiu was overjoyed. This trip to the Ape Kingdom was worthwhile just to get this storage ring!
His eyes first fell on the gray and white stone.
This should be the legendary spiritual stone!
Ye Xiu guessed that the storage ring had been there for too long, and there were problems with the internal structure and cracks, which caused the energy in the spirit stone to leak out.
Ye Xiu tried to inject spiritual power into the storage ring to see if it could be repaired.
What surprised him was that the crack was really getting smaller little by little.
After consuming one-fifth of the spiritual power, the storage ring remained intact.
Then, Ye Xiu remembered what he had read in ancient books before, that storage rings usually require a drop of blood to identify the owner.
Dropping a drop of blood on it immediately created a feeling of blood connection with it.
Put the spirit stone back as soon as possible. This thing is extinct. It should be kept for use at critical moments.
Then, he looked at the three ancient books.
"The Art of Sword Controlling", "The Art of Raising Swords", "The Complete Collection of Low-Level Spells"!
Ye Xiu's eyes burst out with blazing light.
It’s such a precious secret book!
Sword control is a powerful magical skill that has been famous from ancient times to the present.
Riding the wind and wielding a sword between heaven and earth, carefree and unrestrained, is that what many practitioners dream of?
In Ye Xiu's opinion, the value of these two secret books alone was greater than that of the entire Ape Kingdom.
Finally, there is that little sword, which should be the legendary flying sword.
The hilt of the sword is like a pair of phoenix wings stretched out. The sword body is covered with rust, and the two ancient characters "Feihuang" are vaguely engraved on one side.
"Flying Phoenix Sword..."
Ye Xiu cut his finger again and dripped a few drops of blood on it.
The sword immediately trembled slightly, and the rust on the surface fell off, revealing its true appearance.
The blade of the sword is fiery red, and under the sunlight, it looks like molten fluid swimming, making it dazzling.
In my ears, I vaguely heard a high-pitched cry, full of noble meaning.
laugh!
With a casual slash, a sword mark more than twenty meters long and half a meter deep appeared on the ground!
No ninth-level warrior can dodge this attack and will definitely die!
Ye Xiu wanted to continue studying the magic weapon in his hand, but thought that the matter had not been resolved yet, so he held it back for the time being.
He put several things back into the storage ring, picked nearby medicinal materials, put them in, and then put them on his right index finger.
He jumped up like a roc spreading its wings.
Step by step towards the village ahead that was shrouded in explosions and thick smoke.
The battle has reached its final stage.
It ended with a huge roar, and a man with a scar on his face was captured by several women.
A dagger cut through the sky and stabbed the man in the head.