Langxie ruins, one of the largest ancient battlefields in the Tianwu Continent, have lost countless ancient powers and even many ancient saints. Please use the pinyin domain name of this site to visit us.
The Langye ruins cover an area of tens of thousands of hectares, and are also one of the forbidden areas in the mainland. No one dares to enter the deepest part, and there are even rumors that there are remnants of alien races in the depths!
Within the ruins, the sky is filled with brilliance, and vitality is spurting out, soaring into the sky. From a distance, the entire ruins look like a legendary fairyland.
It is not impossible for such a region to be able to produce alien crystals as compared to the Ultimate Land. Some of the raw materials even contained psychic treasures that could be used in ancient times.
Everything happens by chance!
Because of this, the status of Master Xiangshi has been greatly improved!
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"The rhyme of the wool is derived from strange crystals..."
There was a look of excitement in Feng Hao's eyes.
In the ultimate place, alien crystals can be derived. However, there are so many powerful people on the mainland that it is impossible to wait for you. But with raw materials, it is different...
He has purple energy coming from the east!
"Langye ruins, one of the largest ruins in the mainland, can even unlock spiritual treasures. Do you think it can unlock alien crystals?"
Fen Lao rolled his eyes at him.
"Can psychic treasure weapons be opened too?!"
Hearing this, Feng Hao trembled and blurted out.
"Hmph! The ancient ruins are not as simple as you think."
Mr. Fen snorted softly, his eyes became distant, a little, and his eyes were focused, as if he had decided something, "Feng Boy."
"Master."
Looking at the old man's gentle face, Feng Hao felt warm in his heart.
"Now that you have truly grown up, I was already out there when I was at your level... You are now able to stand alone!"
Looking at the young man in front of him, the old man's eyes were filled with relief.
"Master."
Feng Hao's heart trembled, and a bad premonition arose.
"hehe."
Mr. Fen smiled slightly, "Don't worry, I'm fine, but... I have to deal with some things, so I need to leave for a while."
"leave?"
Feng Hao's heart trembled, and his eyes dimmed a little.
"Well, it can be as fast as one year or as slow as three years."
Fen Lao nodded, seeing the young man's unhappy look, he smiled and comforted, "It will pass soon. During this time, you can go to Langye Ancient City, where you can practice Purple Qi from the east, and cut some exotic crystals."
, when I come back, I want to see Feng Hao who is in the martial arts realm, can you do it?"
"able!"
Feng Hao nodded firmly.
At most one year, he must attack Wu Zun!
It can be said that everything is ready now. All we need is Dongfeng. As long as there are enough exotic crystals, it will be easy to attack Wu Zun!
"With your current Purple Qi, it's not enough to come to the East. You can only be regarded as the beginning of the Earth level."
Fen Lao shook his head, "When you arrive at Langye Ancient City, you can choose woolen materials. This will also speed up the improvement of Zi Qi Donglai. Once you reach the heaven level, you can try it."
Then, Mr. Fen explained many stone selection techniques to Feng Hao in detail. What kind of wool can be found to be martial crystal, what kind can be spiritual iron, and what kind can be alien crystal, without any reservations.
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"Thank you, Master."
Feng Hao's eyes were filled with emotion.
These experiences are priceless!
"Um."
Fen Lao nodded, stretched out his hand, and the simple ring on Feng Hao's left hand was detached from his finger, "I'm leaving, don't let me down."
"Master..."
Looking at the flowing light in the distance, Feng Hao's eyes slowly condensed, "I won't let you down!"
After calming down, he headed towards Langye Ancient City.
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Within half a month, a story was going viral in towns and cities.
A young man in a green shirt, whose cultivation level is at the level of Wuzong, but possesses a psychic treasure! Moreover, his portrait was also released.
Psychic treasures are legendary things. Even in those large sects, they are also treasures that shake the sect. There are only a few of them around the sect hall.
Therefore, when the news first came out, no one paid much attention to it.
However, when a broken high-grade spiritual weapon spear was placed in front of them, everyone fell silent.
A top-grade spiritual weapon can also cut off a top-grade spiritual weapon, but it will never be so neat and smooth, just like tofu cut in half with a sharp knife.
"It was the work of the psychic treasure weapon!"
A senior old man makes a judgment.
So a great chase and killing drama was staged, and even some disciples of major sects joined in the chase, including many strong men with the martial master realm.
The psychic treasure was enough to make their hearts flutter, and even some figures from the older generation also paid attention to it.
Because, they are still in a state of doubt.
After all, if there really is a psychic treasure, who would be so stupid as to deliberately publicize it? So, they are just waiting and waiting.
However, many people still have the mentality of preferring to believe it or not, and are looking for the young man in green shirt in the picture.
Wu Zong's first internal organs cultivation level puts no pressure on them!
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In the dark jungle, rustling sounds could be heard, and figures were moving everywhere.
"That kid ran over there!"
With a loud shout, dozens of people in the jungle rushed in one direction. Looking at it, they seemed to be one step slower than others.
"Damn it!"
Feng Hao cursed secretly, took a meteor step, and had to flee to the rear.
Ever since he entered a town, he was inexplicably entangled by a group of people, who started shouting and shouting to kill him. Although most of them were just Wuzong, there were dozens of people every time they showed up. He had no choice but to run away.
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"Hey, where are you running?"
Three men stood there, blocking Feng Hao's way. After a while, he was surrounded by more than forty people.
"call!..."
Feng Hao exhaled and glanced around. Only one man in front of him was a Martial Master, and the others were all in the Martial Sect realm. He suddenly felt at ease.
"Why are you chasing me?"
Feng Hao asked in a deep voice.
He couldn't figure it out, he didn't know these people at all.
"Hey, why?"
A strong man chuckled and raised his eyes, "Boy, if you know the truth, hand over the psychic treasure. It will save your life. Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude!"
"Psychic treasure?!"
Feng Hao's heart trembled, but on the surface he remained calm, "I don't know what you are talking about. If you are here to kill me, then..."
"Qilin Arm!"
"Xuan Zhong Domain!"
As soon as the killing move came out, Feng Hao stepped on the Meteor Step and held the 'Wufeng', and launched a bloody killing spree. People in the Wuzong realm had no ability to resist in front of him. He was like a god of death walking out of hell, and his afterimage swept away.
As he moved, figures fell down one after another.
After a while, there were only three men left on the scene. They were stunned on the spot, looking at the slowly walking young man as if they were looking at a demon god, their eyes full of fear.~
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