Every petal of Qimenghua has a great attraction to the strong people in the Yin and Yang realm. Even the mere fragrance of the flower can calm the mind and help the cultivation.
The fragrance of flowers may not be of vital importance to the warriors of the sect, but to the evil cultivators who are obsessed with killing evil and condensing evil spirits, it is a rare treasure of real value.
With this flower, at least before the Tianpo realm, there is no need to worry about the reason for going crazy.
The demonic energy of the Blood-devouring Magic Book is so high that it is extremely overbearing. If Lei Yunzi didn't have the Qimenghua to neutralize it, I'm afraid he wouldn't have grown so fast.
The value of this flower is evident. When Lin Yun has already grabbed the Qingmu Wine, how can Master Fu and Gutou tolerate it and Lin Yun snatches the Qimeng Flower again.
They had been tricked all the way before, and now Qimenghua was about to be taken away again. The anger and murderous intention in the two people's hearts could be said to have reached their limit and they were unbearable.
Whoosh!
Lin Yun stretched out his arms, lowered them steadily, and put the Qimenghua into his storage bag.
"Little beast, hand over Qimenghua!"
"Damn it, this guy has cultivated his body skills to the stage of transformation, there's no way he can catch him!"
The two elders were furious, but they had no choice but to watch helplessly as Lin Yun took Qimenghua away and then left calmly.
In fact, Lin Yun was fully capable of suppressing these two old men in a matter of seconds.
But he didn't want to do this. The fact that he was able to walk around so leisurely and at ease now was because Feng Wuhen and the other three had shown real fire and had no time to think about it, thus creating opportunities for themselves.
Mu Xiu is bound to be destroyed by Lin Feng, and his performance is too eye-catching. Maybe the three of them will join forces to deal with him.
As he walked around, the colorful treasure pool dimmed little by little. Lin Yun took away all the treasures of slight value without leaving any behind.
The three blood wolves who were fighting had been noticed from the corner of their eyes.
But Feng Wuhen had really bullied people too much before. Lord Leng and Xue Lang were both hit with real fire, and they couldn't stop for a while.
With both of them showing their trump cards, Feng Wuhen, who had been killing everyone before, gradually became uncomfortable.
The Purple Flame Thunder Emperor Whip in his hand became heavier and heavier as he swung it, making it even more difficult to parry.
Feng Wuhen's eyes flickered, and he thought to himself that it would be worse if this continued.
With a loud shout, the Purple Flame Thunder Emperor Whip erupted with bright lightning, temporarily forcing the menacing Blood Wolf duo back.
call out!
Taking advantage of this short period of time, Feng Wuhen rose into the air and landed in the flower pond. The Purple Flame Thunder King Whip in his hand was like a sky-stretching python, roaring with thunder and lightning, and flew towards Lin Yun.
Boom!
Lin Yun, who was walking around at will, instantly felt the power of a surging thunder, accompanied by blazing flames and came fiercely towards him.
"What a powerful weapon."
Lin Yun's eyes flashed with surprise. It's no wonder that the two blood wolves were forced to be extremely uncomfortable just now. The power of this whip is indeed amazing.
Without thinking much, he tapped his toes and exited the treasure pool like lightning.
Nine out of ten of the valuable treasures in the pool fell into his hands. Lin Yun temporarily avoided his attack and did not choose to fight head-on.
"I'll let you go for now. When I get the Blood-devouring Magic Book, I'll make you spit it all out!"
Feng Wuhen looked at Lin Yun coldly, picked up the ancient master, and quickly flew towards the entrance to the mural on the third floor in front of him.
The faces of the two blood wolves changed slightly.
The two of them landed in the treasure pool, and after searching out all the remaining treasures, their eyes fell on Lin Yun at the same time.
The coldness in his eyes did not hide the murderous intention in his heart.
Lin Yun looked indifferent and fearless, looking at the two of them coldly.
"Dad, don't..."
Leng Xiangyun on the side looked pitiful and begged.
A look of disgust flashed in Lord Leng's eyes, and he gave the other two Lords a warning, and the three of them quickly left with Leng Xiangyun.
"Walk."
As soon as the people from Mitaka Castle left, Xue Lang left without hesitation with Master Fu.
Compared with Lin Yun and the Blood-devouring Grimoire, after all, the latter is much more important. Furthermore...these two people also have similar intentions to Feng Wuhen.
, it’s not too late to deal with Lin Yun after getting the Blood-devouring Magic Book.
"The Blood-devouring Grimoire... the temptation is really great."
Looking at the empty hall, Lin Yun sighed softly.
He is a precious treasure, and these people can easily give it up. You can imagine how charming he is.
The path of martial arts is to live towards death, which is a road of constant struggle against the sky, with thousands of troops and horses on a single-plank bridge. But the blood-devouring magic book provides an inhuman shortcut, devouring the flesh and blood of warriors to strengthen their own cultivation.
As long as he keeps devouring warriors of the same level, his cultivation level will skyrocket all the way, which is a bit shuddering to think about.
But is it really so easy to get?
Lei Yunzi is not a good person...
"Let's take a look at the harvest first."
The harvest just now was gratifying, but Lin Yun hadn't counted it carefully yet.
In addition to important treasures such as Aoki Wine, Xuan Lei Pearl, and Qimeng Flower, he also harvested more than ten kinds of treasures, all of which are the best in the treasure pool.
Among them, there are two middle-grade treasures and five low-grade treasures. Treasures of the same grade are all rare treasures.
"Celestial Silkworm Armor, a soft armor made of Celestial Silkworm silk, is invulnerable to weapons, water and fire. It is extremely tough. It can not only alleviate the lethality of true energy, sword energy and the like, but also resist weapons. It is difficult for ordinary low-grade treasures to truly
Pierce the armor and injure the body."
"Xuanleisuo, a middle-grade spiritual treasure, is made up of nine short shuttles. It can be separated to defend against enemies, or it can be assembled into a short spear up to one meter long. It is as fast as lightning, as powerful as thunder, and has powerful armor-breaking capabilities.
ability."
"Purple Yang Pill, a fourth-grade elixir, can be taken in the Yangxuan realm to condense the true essence and consolidate cultivation."
…
Each of the treasures in front of me is priceless. As for the Aoki Wine, Qimenghua, Xuan Lei Pearl and other important treasures, they are even more immeasurable.
The green wood wine can consolidate and strengthen the body and cultivation of the Yin and Yang realm. For Lin Yun in the Yang Xuan realm, its role is needless to say. But its greatest value is the green dragon wood soaked in the wine.
, that is a rare treasure that all fourth-level mystic masters will covet.
The texture of this wood inherently contains dragon power, which can be used to create spiritual treasures. It is also an indispensable ingredient for many fifth-grade elixirs.
Qimenghua, the evil cultivator condenses the evil spirit, kills people like hemp, and is most afraid of going crazy. Owning this thing is equivalent to having an extra talisman, and every petal is of great value.
The last Xuan Lei Bead is even more precious.
Lin Yun played with it for a while and couldn't put it down. He keenly felt that this thing could help him easily break through the Nine Transformations of Canglong to the third level.
"Let's practice some practice first."
Lin Yun expected that the secret passage on the third level would only become more ferocious and would definitely be difficult to pass through easily.
Right now, since no one is bothering me, I might as well practice hard.
The most important thing is that Lin Yun has been wary from the beginning. There is always something wrong with this Thunder Cloud Treasure House.
He was about to reach the third and final level, and he needed more strength to feel at ease.
Otherwise, there is really no need to set foot there.
With many thoughts flashing through his mind, Lin Yun looked solemn and spread out his palms. A Xuan Lei Bead the size of a fist appeared in his palm.
After closer inspection, I discovered that this mysterious thunder bead was extremely gorgeous. There were textures spreading continuously on the surface of the purple thunder bead. Looking closely, the spreading textures were like thunder storms condensed on the surface of the planet.
Faintly, you can even hear the roar of thunder.
"What a powerful thunder power!"
Lin Yun took a deep breath, and a look of shock flashed in his eyes. This kind of powerful thunder power was many times stronger than the thunder attribute energy he absorbed from the Thunder Beast Demonic Pill.
His hands were rubbing the thunder beads, his eyes were tightly closed, and the Nine Transformations of the Canglong were slowly moving.
Boom!
With the operation of the Nine Transformations of Canglong, the thunder storm inside the Xuan Lei Bead suddenly became extremely violent. The inside of the thunder bead seemed to be a boundless ocean, causing huge waves. When the waves surged to the extreme, a wave
A lightning source like lava poured into Lin Yun's body along his palms.
Bang!
At the moment when the thunder slurry poured in, waves of terrifying thunder light wrapped around Lin Yun's body like chains. Those many thunder chains turned into violent and unparalleled thunder power, and kept moving towards him.
Drilling inside the body.
Dull thunder kept coming from Lin Yun's body, and the thunder chains wrapped around his body became more and more crazy. They were like towering tree roots, wrapping around him, making it look extremely terrifying.
But under such tempering, the light thunder pattern skin on his body became more and more intense in color.
…
In the Thunder Cloud Treasure House, time passes.
Each of the nine stone houses leading to the third-level secret passage has at least a nine-layer spiritual formation. Even the ancient master would have a slight headache to crack it.
"This Purple Flame Thunder Emperor Whip, even if it is sealed into a high-grade treasure, I can only generate 30% of its power..."
In the stone house, Feng Wuhen stared at the treasured weapon in his hand, frowning slightly.
"Let me see."
The ancient head took the Purple Flame Thunder King Whip from the opponent's hand, and immediately showed an expression of extreme exertion, half of his body bent down, and exclaimed: "It's too heavy!"
"If you want to really activate this Purple Flame Thunder King Whip, I'm afraid you must not only master the power of thunder, but also have good physical strength."
Feng Wuhen was thoughtful and analyzed in a deep voice.
Thinking about it this way, this Lei Yunzi is truly an all-rounder. Not only is his martial arts superb, but his attainments in spiritual patterns are also unfathomable. Now it seems that his physical cultivation is also unparalleled.
Feng Wuhen muttered: "It must be the Blood-devouring Magic Book. After this Blood-devouring Magic Book devours the opponent's flesh and blood, it may even be able to swallow the opponent's skills as well."
As he spoke, his eyes shone with excitement, and he said quickly: "Hurry, we must get the Blood-devouring Magic Book before everyone else."
"With me here, no matter how complicated this spiritual formation is, we will definitely be the first!"
Even though the third level of restrictions is a bit of a headache, the number one Xuan Master in Qiyang County is still quite confident in his attainments in spiritual patterns.
Two days later.
In the central area of the third floor of Leiyun Treasure House, a stone door was pushed open with a bang.
Two slightly tired figures walked out slowly. Among them was a man in brocade with a face like a young man. His eyes were like lightning, and he quickly scanned around.
His eyes immediately became excited, no one was there!
However, the expression of the ancient head next to him has changed a bit. The core area of the third floor is also a palace, but there is no treasure pool and an altar instead.
Above the altar, floating a bloody grimoire.
His powerful attainments in spiritual patterns made him keenly aware of something amiss. He always felt that the palace on this floor was far more depressing than the previous two floors.
Especially the altar, which cast a shadow in his heart.
"Blood-devouring Grimoire!"
Feng Wuhen couldn't care so much. The moment he saw the bloody magic book, his face was filled with ecstasy.
Without waiting for the ancient head to say anything to stop him, he jumped into the air and flew to the altar like lightning to grab him.
But just when he was about to approach the altar, the boundless blood energy wrapped around the magic book suddenly lingered and spread in mid-air, condensing into the outline of a pair of bloody eyes.
boom!
When the bloody eyes stared at Feng Wuhen's one, he suddenly felt five thunders blasting in his mind, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and was violently sent flying.
Phew!
After landing, he spat out another mouthful of blood. He looked up and saw that the terrifying bloody eyes were dispersed, only surrounded by a faint trace of blood.
"how so……"
Feng Wuhen was immediately frightened and confused.
"If you want the magic book, you must sacrifice a pure yin body to me, otherwise, anyone who touches it will die!"
The ancient head cautiously approached the altar, his body trembling slightly, and he slowly read out the handwriting engraved on the altar.
"A body of pure yin... Damn it, where can I get a body of pure yin!"
Seeing that the grimoire was so close in front of him but unable to obtain it, Feng Wuhen suddenly became extremely irritable.
After all the hard work, I didn’t expect that it would all come to nothing in the end.
"That girl from Mitaka Castle..."
At this moment, Gutou, who was thinking hard on the side, suddenly spoke.
Feng Wuhen's face suddenly changed slightly when he heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, a smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said coldly: "This old ghost seems to know a lot!"
