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Chapter 3302 Sky Thunder

"This thing turns out to be called the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar, but I don't know what its use is."

Mu Feng dragged the clay pot and ran away, feeling a little confused in his heart.

Although Zhang Yuanbo once used clay pots, he only used them as ordinary sacred vessels. He did not know the specific functions.

"Third Master, you seem to be very familiar with this clay pot. Why don't you tell me about it?"

Anyway, he had been trapped in the clay pot, so Mu Feng wanted to test the clay pot's ability from his mouth.

"Why should I tell!"

The third master seemed weak when he spoke at this time.

After all, the pottery pot was filled with Xuanyin black water. The third master's family had been eroded by Xuanyin black water, and his cultivation was probably suppressed to the extreme.

It seems that this clay pot also has the effect of enhancing Xuanyin Black Water. Unfortunately, it is not easy to trap people in a clay pot during a battle.

"Forget it if you don't tell me. I will figure it out sooner or later."

Mu Feng sneered, and the ladle that matched the pot suddenly appeared in his hand, and then he hit it hard on the pot.

Bang! Just like a gong being struck hard, the third master inside was stunned immediately. There was no trace of cultivation in him.

Mu Feng was still upset and knocked a few more times before giving up.

Although on the surface he was asking about the third master, in fact he had already gone to ask Jiuyuan at this time. As the artifact spirit of the Wordless Golden Book, Jiuyuan was well-informed and might know this pottery pot.

"The sky-swallowing magic jar?

I seem to have the impression that there is such a jar, and that it was refined by a certain supreme being using his own body!"

"The blood is made of water, the body is made of clay, and finally the sky-swallowing magic jar is formed. It is said to swallow everything, can refine all things in the world, and enhance the master's cultivation. It is a treasure as high as the wordless golden book."

While Jiuyuan was thinking, he said what was in his mind.

Mu Feng suddenly exclaimed: "Ultimate treasure?

Is it really that powerful?"

Jiuyuan rolled his eyes at him and said calmly: "Are you dreaming? How could this be real? It's just an imitation at most, because the real Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar has been completely destroyed."

"Happiness for nothing."

Mu Feng sighed.

Jiuyuan shook his head and smiled slightly: "Try it, maybe this sky-swallowing magic jar also has special effects!"

Mu Feng thought for a moment and then tried it according to Jiuyuan's instructions. He had already refined the pottery and now started to activate it.

As expected, changes occurred in the clay pot, and the third master inside shouted in panic: "Don't refine me, don't!"

But how could Mu Feng let him go? Not only was he a bandit who robbed his house, but he also came here specifically to kill him. Of course he would not show mercy.

More Saint Yuan poured into the pot, and a dark light gradually appeared on the pot. With a scream, there was no more life in the pot.

"Is this going to kill you?"

Mu Feng was curious, and stretched out a trace of his soul power to enter the clay pot, and sure enough he found that the third master had disappeared.

What was left in the clay pot was only a dark mist, and there seemed to be faint arcs of electricity in the mist.

"What's this?"

Mu Feng stopped, and with a thought in his mind, a dark light suddenly poured into his body from the jar. At that moment, he felt that his cultivation level had also increased.

"Isn't this...isn't the Sky-Swallowing Magic Jar you're talking about?"

He shouted directly.

Jiuyuan was also curious in his heart. At this moment, he was finally willing to leave the wordless golden book and looked at the clay pot suspended in mid-air like a spirit.

After a while, he slowly said: "I guess there should be fragments of the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar on this clay pot, so it has the characteristics of the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar."

"Maybe, but this function is really useful."

Mu Feng raised his eyebrows, feeling a little happy in his heart.

The power left behind after the Third Master was refined in the clay pot can be absorbed by him and enhance his own cultivation, but it will take some time to completely refine it.

He guessed that when he completely absorbed the power of the third master in the clay pot, he would definitely be able to advance to the fifth level of the Samsara Realm! Then he thought again, after being absorbed by Mu Feng, the monk who was originally the seventh level of the Samsara Realm could only be promoted to one level.

It's a small level, it's such a waste.

Just as he was thinking about it, a light spot the size of a thumb suddenly separated from the power in the clay pot.

The light spot is like a glass bead, filled with violent thunder power, exuding an aura of destruction.

Mu Feng took out the light spot from the clay pot and examined it carefully. He found that it was like a thunder bead condensed by thunder, and it had a tingling feeling when he held it in his hand.

"Heavenly Thunder Seed?

I didn’t expect this bandit to have such a good thing in his hands.”

Jiuyuan's voice rang in Mu Feng's ears again.

"Heavenly Thunder Seed?"

"Like your Earth Fire and Xuanyin Black Water, they are both heaven and earth spiritual beings. The power of thunder used by the Third Master should be obtained from the Heavenly Thunder Seed. Unfortunately, this Heavenly Thunder Seed is not strong and cannot be compared with

Compared to the spiritual things in your hands."

After listening to the explanation, Mu Feng suddenly realized that he had unexpectedly obtained another spiritual creature from heaven and earth. Although thunder was as destructive as fire, thunder had other effects.

Being hit by thunder will paralyze the opponent, and thunder is pervasive and difficult to guard against. If used in battle, it will have an unexpected effect.

The third master was too confident in his own strength and was unable to make good use of the thunder seeds, so he did not exert the power of thunder.

Mu Feng looked at it twice and threw the thunder seed into the wordless golden book.

Looking at the clay pot in his hand, a smile appeared on his face. Although the clay pot had refined the third master's body and the space sacred artifacts on his body, it had left behind the spiritual objects of heaven and earth.

It means that some relatively precious things cannot be refined in clay pots.

He restored the pottery pot to its normal size, then put it away, slowly refining the power left by the Third Master, and then quickly rushed forward.

Liu Linghuang felt that he was extremely unlucky.

She finally managed to sneak out and arrived at a place where no one could find her. She wanted to have some fun, but she didn't expect to encounter a robber as soon as she arrived.

Because she has never walked in the human world, her ability to survive outside is basically zero, and she doesn't even know some common sense.

But she didn't know it.

After being caught by the robber, she was filled with fear and did not dare to move even after being thrown into the sack, for fear that her life would be sealed here.

Until the man opened the sack and rescued her.

At this moment, there were still gods and demons watching eagerly in the jungle not far away, but the Wolf Bite in Liu Linghuang's hand was emitting bursts of aura.

This is the aura of Xiaoyue Sirius. Although the gods and demons are violent, they dare not attack Sirius casually in the Sirius ancestral land.

"It should be far enough to run here."

Liu Linghuang gasped for breath. She was only at the eighth level of the Nirvana Realm. In the middle-level divine kingdoms that are everywhere in the Samsara Realm, this kind of strength is not enough to protect herself.

Wei Xiaoyu also chased after me at this time, with a confident smile on his face: "Girl, don't waste your efforts, how can you possibly outrun me?"

"Go back with me, I will never treat you badly!"

How dare Liu Linghuang believe Wei Xiaoyu? Thinking of those bald men, she felt as if she was in a nightmare. They were all so scary.

"Look, you just don't believe me, right? I, Wei Xiaoyu, have some integrity, and I have some prestige among the Qinglin Gang."

Wei Xiaoyu still smiled and jumped forward, closing the distance between Liu Linghuang and Liu Linghuang.

At this time, behind them, the sound of fighting had stopped. Wei Xiaoyu believed that the dignified third leader of the Qinglin Gang would be able to deal with that young boy Mu Feng.

Now as long as he captures the woman, even if the other gang members die, the trip will still be worth it.

Although he didn't know the identity of the woman in front of him, he had an intuition that this woman was not simple. She might have gained a lot this time! "Hey, girl, where can you escape to? If you encounter a ferocious god or demon, you can

what to do?"

As he spoke, Wei Xiaoyu stretched out his hand and grabbed Liu Linghuang.

"No!"

Liu Linghuang looked horrified and fell directly to the ground. He was so frightened that he closed his eyes.

"Wei Xiaoyu, you are still a scholar, but you are so ungraceful."

A voice suddenly came from the forest in the distance, and then a figure suddenly struck, crossing a large distance like lightning and arriving in front of Liu Linghuang.

Wei Xiaoyu retracted his outstretched hand as fast as lightning. He was already afraid of Mu Feng, but now that he saw only Mu Feng coming back, how could he not know what happened.

"You...you actually..." Mu Feng waved his hand and said with a sneer: "It's no big deal. You three masters are inferior to others. You wanted to kill me, but I killed you instead."

"You are a monster!"

Wei Xiaoyu didn't know whether it was a curse or a compliment. At this moment, he turned around and wanted to escape, but was blocked by the Qingxiao Sword.

The Qingxiao Sword was suspended in mid-air, releasing a fierce aura. As long as Wei Xiaoyu made any move, the sword would strike.

Mu Feng slowly walked forward and said: "Don't worry, I won't kill you, but I need you to go back and give Chu Ming a message. Just say that I will definitely go to him and let him wash his neck and wait!"

After saying that, he kicked Wei Xiaoyu's body, causing Wei Xiaoyu to fall and gnaw on the mud.

Liu Linghuang opened her eyes and saw the figure of the man again. She couldn't help but be fascinated for a moment. The hero in her mind should look like this.

Wei Xiaoyu rolled away and crawled away, feeling very happy in his heart, but if Chu Men knew about this, he might be furious and kill him easily.

After all, the third master was dead, and he was the only one in the team who returned alive.

"Are you okay, miss?"

Mu Feng stood not far away and asked coldly.

He was also confused about Liu Linghuang's identity. After all, he was used to betrayals and conspiracies. Who knew if Liu Linghuang was sent to deal with him.

Liu Linghuang nodded quickly, stood up and straightened his clothes: "I'm fine!"

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