Li Yuhuan looked at Su Pingan and Song Baishu, and secretly thought that Su Pingan was indeed a person who did great things. He had the courage to give valuable treasures such as the inheritance token directly to Song Baishu. If he had been replaced by Song Baishu, he would have done it in the future.
He will definitely be loyal to Su Ping'an, and he will go to pieces.
Su Pingan and the others came out of the alchemy room and came to the side hall to the north. Inside were the alchemy classics collected by Master Hong Yun. Su Pingan directly put all the classics into his storage bag. This kind of
Alchemy classics are best distributed. Anyone who wants to get out of the secret realm of Langya Mountain can make a copy for him.
After plundering everything in the main hall to the north, Su Ping'an and the five others rushed towards the main hall in the center.
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Just as Su Ping'an and the other five were exploring the main hall to the north, the restrictions on the main hall to the west had been broken through by the demon monks and human monks present. The demon monks and human monks rushed into the main hall.
Only Taoist Master Yun, holding a whisk in his hand, was very calm and walked leisurely at the back of the crowd.
The main hall to the west is the place where Master Hong Yun refines weapons. There are not only many valuable weapons refining materials, but also hundreds of medium-grade spiritual weapons, high-grade spiritual weapons, and even more than ten treasures! These spiritual weapons and treasures
The weapon caused fierce competition and fighting between the demon monks and the human monks.
For monks in the foundation-building stage, any treasure can be regarded as an incredible wealth.
After two demon monks repelled three human monks, they grabbed a tortoise shell-like magic weapon in their hands. But what surprised them was that they injected spiritual power into the tortoise shell-like magic weapon, but the magic weapon did not
A hint of reaction.
"This turtle shell-like thing doesn't have any spiritual energy fluctuations, and it doesn't react at all after the spiritual power is injected. Isn't this turtle shell a magic weapon?" One of the sheep demons asked doubtfully.
"Since this turtle shell-like thing has been collected by Master Hong Yun in this hall, it must not be a mortal object." The demon cultivator who was traveling with him said, "Let's take it back and show it to the elders of the clan.
Maybe we can get some clues."
"Okay." The sheep demon was about to put the turtle shell-like thing into his storage bag when he heard a voice not far away.
"Friend Taoist, please wait!"
I saw a human monk wearing a Taoist robe and holding a fly whisk slowly walking towards the two demon cultivators. It was Taoist Master Yun.
"Is something wrong?" The sheep demon looked at Taoist Yun with hostile eyes and asked.
"The magic weapon in the hand of Taoist friend is destined to be with Ping Dao. Can you give that magic weapon to Ping Dao?" Taoist Master Yun said: "I can exchange it with a low-grade treasure."
"Low-grade treasure?" Hearing this, the sheep demon was a little moved. He had no idea what the use of the turtle shell in his hand was. It didn't seem like a loss at all to exchange it for a low-grade treasure.
The sheep demon was about to agree to Taoist Master Yun's exchange, but a fellow demon clan member on the side came to his ear and murmured for a while. After hearing the words of the demon cultivator who was accompanying him, the sheep demon immediately rolled his eyes and said: "What low-grade treasure are you going to use?"
Come in exchange for this magic weapon in my hand, let me take a look first."
"Okay." Taoist Master Yun seemed to have guessed the sheep demon's thoughts, but did not try to point it out. He smiled and took out a powerful spear weapon from his storage bag and said, "This is a low-grade treasure weapon."
"Leyun Spear', do fellow Taoists think highly of it?"
"Do it!"
When the sheep demon saw that Taoist Yun really had a low-grade treasure on his body, he immediately shouted loudly, and then the two demon cultivators attacked Taoist Yun in unison.
Although these two demon cultivators do not know the use of the turtle shell magic weapon in their hands, the human monk is willing to use a low-grade treasure in exchange for the turtle shell, which shows that the value of the turtle shell is at least as high as a low-grade magic weapon.
How could they give up the treasure to others? As long as they kill this human monk, the magic turtle shell and low-grade treasure will belong to them!
These two demon cultivators are both the best among the demon cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage. If they join forces, even if they meet the top geniuses among the human race's Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators, they would dare to fight. Of course, they will not let the name in front of them disappear.
The monks from the scriptures took it seriously.
Seeing the two demon cultivators attacking him out of greed, Taoist Master Yun couldn't help but let out a sigh. Although he was a human cultivator, he actually had no prejudice against demon cultivators. But since these two demon cultivators wanted to kill him and seize the
Bao, he will not be more polite to these two demon cultivators.
I saw Taoist Master Yun waving the whisk in his hand, and dozens of white lights rushed out from the whisk. These dozens of white lights were like white silk threads entangled towards the two demon cultivators. The attacks of the two demon cultivators fell on dozens of people.
On top of the white light, it was unable to have any impact on these dozens of white lights.
Dozens of white lights rushed at the two demon cultivators respectively, entangled and bound them in the air. The two demon cultivators struggled desperately to break the restraints, but unexpectedly the restraints of these white lights became tighter and tighter.
It seemed that the bodies of the two demon cultivators were going to be crushed directly. The two demon cultivators used all their methods, and the spiritual power in their bodies covered their entire bodies, trying to block the continuous contraction of these white lights.
After such a stalemate for a long time, the spiritual power in the two demon cultivators gradually exhausted, and they were no longer able to resist the restraints of these white lights. However, these white lights did not crush their bodies as they imagined, but
It actually rushed directly into their bodies. When the two demon cultivators were confused, their eyes suddenly lost their luster, and their bodies suddenly lost all life.
Then Taoist Priest Yun waved his whisk and retracted the dozens of white lights, only to hear the corpses of the two demon cultivators crashing to the ground from the air. Taoist Priest Yun stepped forward and picked up the magic weapon turtle shell.
"It turned out to be this magic weapon. What a surprise." Taoist Master Yun looked at the turtle shell carefully for a while with satisfaction, and finally walked away.
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At the edge of the secret realm of Langya Mountain, two rays of light were seen flying in the air, one chasing and the other escaping.
The two monks caught in the escaping light were none other than Zhao Wuji and Zhan Ding. The two of them chased and escaped and unknowingly arrived at the easternmost edge of the secret realm of Langya Mountain.
"Zhao Wuji, you can't escape today!" Zhan Ding shouted, and then more than ten green sword lights rushed towards Zhao Wuji with terrifying murderous intent.
Zhao Wuji watched more than a dozen green sword lights rushing towards him, but he did not show any fear. Instead, he smiled ferociously and said, "That's good. Today we will understand the grievances we had before."
As he spoke, endless bloody demonic energy surged out from Zhao Wuji's body. Under the envelope of the bloody demonic energy, Zhao Wuji transformed into a three-meter-tall bloody giant. Zhao Wuji waved his hand, and the bloody demonic energy spread over his body.
The surrounding area turned into a bloody shield, blocking more than ten green sword lights rushing towards him.
"Zhan Ding, I used to be inferior to you in strength, so I avoided you everywhere. Now my Blood Demon Transformation has reached its second peak. Now it's easy for me to kill you!" After Zhao Wuji finished speaking, he turned into a streak of blood.
The afterimage rushed towards Zhan Ding.
Sword cultivators from Tianyuan Continent specialize in the art of sword control and are not good at close combat. When Zhan Ding saw Zhao Wuji rushing towards him, he quickly recalled his sword light for defense.