Chapter three hundred and eighteen army anger flying clouds
The artifacts regarded as treasures by the demon clan are very different from the magic weapons and elixirs in the world of cultivation.
In addition to huge weapons and armor, animal skins, bones, and even insect corpses are also included in the storage ring.
These things full of demon power may be a great help to the demon clan, but for Wang Chen, even if he has ancestral energy, he can't devour them and just throw them aside casually.
Many elixirs were extremely old, but they were not refined into elixirs. Wang Chen even found several ginseng plants that looked like humans and various tubers shaped like dragons and tigers.
For the demon clan, these elixirs may only be used to heal wounds, but for Wang Chen, although he cannot refine elixirs, he can absorb the spiritual power in them. It is not completely useless, but he will not take such arrogant measures unless it is a last resort.
How to chew peonies.
The truly precious thing comes from Kong Pojun's storage ring.
The first thing that catches the eye is a sky blue long sword, like a peacock's tail feather, with a luxurious shape yet still simple and steady.
There is an extremely rich and high-level energy faintly revealed in it.
Even Wang Chen had never seen this form of energy in a great cultivator or a demon king.
Could it be that this is a weapon similar to the cultivator's golden elixir realm.
Wang Chen's heart moved.
The quality of this weapon is even comparable to the Six Paths Sword.
Unfortunately, it was not compatible with the real power. Wang Chen waved the sword twice, but found that the movement of the sword energy was blocked.
This has nothing to do with the quality of the sword, it is purely because this weapon is made using demonic power.
Putting away the sword, Wang Chen looked at the several pieces of thin silk in the ring.
Most of these silks are the techniques being practiced by the geniuses of various demon clans.
Open Sky Blood Claw...
Heaven-defying knife...
Explosive Chain Fist, the name is straightforward and majestic, but unfortunately it is useless against Wang Chen.
The harvest was much worse than expected.
Wang Chen was a little disappointed, and in his heart he despised the group of top ten masters who were showing off on the third floor of the dungeon. They were just a bunch of poor people.
Finally, Wang Chen's eyes fell on the several small and large white jade bottles that he took out from Kong Pojun's ring.
Wave!
The sound of the bottle cap being pulled off was extremely clear in the quiet cave.
A terrifying and rich spiritual energy surged out, and instantly the entire cave was shrouded in a layer of solid white mist.
"Ten thousand years of spiritual milk?"
Wang Chen couldn't believe it.
Thousand-year spiritual milk can only be born from the best spiritual veins. One drop is born every hundred years. The entire ten bottles require an unknown amount of top-quality spiritual veins and have been accumulated for countless years.
Top-grade spiritual veins are extremely rare in the world of cultivation. Even among the ten major sects of the Qiankun Sword Sect, there is only one top-grade spiritual vein, let alone a top-grade spiritual vein?
Originally, Wang Chen was still worried that his million yuan of spiritual stones would not be enough to support him in breaking through the eighth nirvana.
But at this moment, these Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk is a timely help, far more than what is needed for the eighth Nirvana.
"When I took out these spiritual milk, it was enough to buy your life." Wang Chen thought of Kong Pojun and suddenly felt good about him.
More reluctance comes from not wanting to kill the goose to get the eggs, but wanting to exploit Kong Pojun a few more times.
With a wave of his hand, the things in the cave were taken back one by one.
Wang Chen calmed down his mind, sat cross-legged, and entered the cultivation state with his eyes closed in the cave as rich as water.
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Time flies, half a year has passed in the blink of an eye.
Emperor's Mind Space, Heartless Valley.
People who have never been here will definitely not believe that Jueqing Valley is a place as beautiful as a fairyland on earth.
In a quiet valley, there is a gurgling clear stream, huge banyan trees with long beards hanging to the ground, and pure white and beautiful flowers among the shrubs and grasses on both sides.
The floating fragrance can make people intoxicated and forget about their way back.
But for the fourth-level trialists, this is a desperate situation.
Because this place is the area where Qin Qing, one of the three great mind demon overlords, appears.
The flowers and plants visible to the naked eye are lush and lush, most likely watered by human blood.
Even every night, you can hear the cries of the innocent souls.
At this time, in the valley.
The sound of gold and iron clashing was like raindrops.
The overflowing energy is like invisible sharp energy, shooting through the air.
It made the air ripple strangely.
In mid-air, two figures moved like ghosts, constantly fighting each other.
One person is holding a half-moon-shaped dagger, dressed in green clothes, with a well-proportioned figure and a dignified face.
The short knife cut through the air, like a dazzling bright moon, leaving traces of silver light in the sky
But his opponent was dressed in white, blindfolded, with long hair disheveled, and a bloodless face, pressing forward step by step like a fierce ghost.
It was Qin Qing.
At this moment, Qin Qing's fingers were full of bright red breath dancing, as if her hands were covered with blood.
The ubiquitous strings have already woven a dragnet. If the warriors in the game are not careful, they may be broken into several pieces in an instant.
Blood energy and sword energy collided in the air, and the energy shattered and splashed everywhere, emitting a dazzling beam of blood and white that stung people unable to open their eyes.
Since the war, this canyon has long been covered with flatly cut wooden blocks and stone slabs.
The explosion of energy continues, and the fierce confrontation between the two sides has cracked the earth and broken up the mountain peaks.
To be able to fight the Nian Yao Overlord inextricably, the young warrior's strength is truly terrifying.
Outside the battlefield, a man with silver clothes and silver hair, a tall figure, and a handsome face was calmly watching the decisive battle between these two masters.
At this time, I heard a sharp roar from Qinqing, like a ghost howling.
She had every advantage in the battle, and at this moment she finally pushed her opponent to a dead end.
The sky suddenly turned a strange dark red color.
bite!
Thousands of piano strings sound at one point.
The air suddenly fluctuated violently, which was a strange visual experience, like invisible giant waves roaring in the air!
It was countless strings that turned into huge waves, trying to strangle the enemies in the waves into powder.
At this moment, the silver-haired man suddenly disappeared from the spot and rushed towards the huge wave that could cut everything into pieces.
The demonic power behind him was like golden silk ribbons fluttering, and he looked like a golden phoenix.
Amidst the loud shouts, he stabbed forward with a snow-white long sword in his hand.
Groan!
Like the sharp roar of a phoenix, the snow-white long sword burst out with thousands of rays of light, like a fire phoenix spreading its wings and colliding with the countless strings of a piano.
Boom!
In the violent explosion, the strings danced wildly, and the trees and mountain peaks that came into contact seemed to be chopped by miraculous craftsmanship. Sharp fractures suddenly burst out and fell down. The ground cracked, as if it had been hit by a meteorite. The collapse was filled with smoke and dust, and appeared silently.
A huge pit, extremely shocking.
What's even more shocking is that Qin Qing didn't seem to be able to completely block the sword, and was carried backwards by the sword energy.
At the same time, two extremely fast figures disappeared into the distance.
After a long while, Qin Qing let out a terrifying scream before disappearing into the Valley of Heartlessness.
If any of the fourth-level geniuses were here, they would definitely be stunned, because the actions of these two people were clearly using the Nian Demon Overlord as a way to hone their martial arts.
"Brother, after all, I am still a little behind him. I don't know how long it will take to kill Qin Qing like you. Don't wait for me. Go directly to the fifth floor and compete for the opportunity to become the overlord."
Outside the Heartless Valley, the man in green tried his best to calm his rapid breathing while saying that the battle with the Nian Yao Overlord had put him under great pressure.
"If the opportunity of the Tongtian Demon Emperor is really that easy to come by, the underground city has been searched over and over for thousands of years. This matter is not urgent. When you also have the power of overlord, we will become the masters of the fifth floor.
, what kind of opportunity is there at that time, and it’s not all in our pocket?”
The silver-haired man said calmly, as if he had everything under control.
"Yes, brother." Qing Yi nodded after being silent for a moment.
"This training has come to an end. You can redeem your points first and step up your training. The Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk that Po Jun was asked to get should have been transported to the dungeon. With the help of this spiritual milk, you should be able to be liberated again. Then
When I was under Qin Qing, I also had the ability to protect myself."
good!
The man in Tsing Yi's eyes lit up when he heard this.
The two of them took out two green jade talismans and crushed them. After a wave of movement, they instantly appeared on the fourth floor of the underground city of Dongjing City.