Feeling the fluctuations in his soul and the disappearance of his life breath, Pang Lao Mo's face turned a little ugly. He didn't expect this body-refining casual cultivator to be so decisive. He just blew himself up as soon as they fought, leaving neither the golden elixir nor the storage bag behind.
"Fortunately, this human skeleton, which is worthy of a magic weapon, is still there."
Pang Laomo shook his head, and the blood demon's hand turned into a spiritual light and sank into his body, but the lavender skeleton had a faint light and did not enter his storage bracelet.
"Hey, is it possible that this skeleton is a psychic magic weapon?"
Pang Laomo was shocked and doubtful, but this place was not suitable for research. He fired a magic light, rolled up the bones, turned into blood-red escaping light, and shot towards the depths of the Blood Demon Mountains.
The two Nascent Soul elders from the Blood Refining Sect had just come over. When they saw this scene, they knew that their elder had resolved the battle.
"No wonder the Great Elder wants to take action himself. Not only does this person have amazing escape speed, but the destructive aura in the end is definitely at the Nascent Soul level. If we had it, we might not be able to win."
"That's right, for the Great Elder, even in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, it's just a little effort. Now he is even more unfathomable. I'm afraid he has already reached the peak of the later stage."
"We cannot speculate on the Great Elder's cultivation. We should return to our respective posts and wait until the Great Elder has finished interrogating the spies. Maybe there will be a decree issued."
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The escape speed of the late Nascent Soul was extremely astonishing. Pang Lao Mo quickly returned to the cave deep in the Blood Demon Mountains. He opened all the restrictions in the cave and walked all the way to the deepest secret room.
The most eye-catching thing in the secret room are the four blood-red light curtains in the corners. These light curtains exude a strong aura of Nascent Soul power. Each of them has a figure sitting with his eyes closed, seemingly in a deep sleep.
Pang Laomo threw Lu Kun's humanoid skeleton in front of him and carefully examined it with his spiritual sense. After a while, he showed a look of surprise.
"Although I had expected it. I knew that this guy's bones were comparable to a magic weapon, but I didn't expect that the texture would be so high. This kind of material is at least equivalent to a magic weapon that has been tempered for more than two hundred years. Even compared to a mature magic weapon, it is
Pretty much the same.”
Then he frowned and looked regretful: "It's a pity that I don't have enough materials. Otherwise, using this skeleton as the foundation stone, the power of the magic treasure can be even greater."
"Every bone in this skeleton has reached an extremely high quality. It's really unimaginable... Eh..."
Pang Laomo seemed to have discovered something, and looked at the costal cartilage on the bones. He fired several magic spells on his hand and sank into the costal cartilage, and then a slight wave spread.
Pang Laomo was stunned and suddenly said: "No wonder it can't be stored in the storage bracelet. This skeleton itself contains the fluctuations of the space magic weapon. Naturally, it cannot be put away under the collision. It actually refined the ribs into the space magic weapon. This
The little guy seems to be proficient in the art of refining weapons."
Pang Laomo showed a bit of curiosity and put his consciousness into the soft rib space magic weapon, but then Pang Laomo took a breath: "This kid is so rich!"
With a flash of magic light, a large pile of magic stones appeared out of thin air on the ground, and they were densely piled into a hill.
"There are a full 160,000 magic stones, and I only have this amount on my body."
Then Pang Laomo changed his mind and showed a thoughtful look: "This kid has hidden magical powers, deceived the restrictions of the Yiyuan Secret Realm, and can travel between the first and second levels."
"I think he got all these magic stones by sweeping the first floor. By the way, this guy is on the second floor..."
Pang Laomo then said in surprise: "Sure enough, there is pure demonic water, and there is a lot of it."
Another spiritual light flashed on the ground, and a dozen jade bottles appeared, exuding a strong aura of true demons, but there was no cruel true demonic intention.
Pang Lao Mo eagerly checked each one and found that the pure demonic water inside was far beyond his imagination. He couldn't hide the joy on his face:
"Did this guy discover several storage places and ingest so much pure demonic water?"
Pang Laomo was a little excited: "With these, I can refine a pound of Xuanmo Zhenzhen Water. Even if my magic power is twice that of a normal monk, I can still replenish my magic power once!"
Pang Lao Mo quickly took out a storage bracelet and put the pure true demon water and magic stones into it. His consciousness continued to explore into the soft ribs. Various surprises made him feel like he had robbed another great monk in the late Nascent Soul stage.
He waved his sleeves and a dozen magic weapons with flashing lights fell on the ground.
"Tsk, tsk, this kid has killed a lot of strong men, and he has a lot of mature magic weapons. Hey, is this a psychic magic weapon?"
A purple-black long stick and black armor levitated and floated in front of Pan Laomo.
"The material of this long stick is a bit strange, no, this is Silver Dragon Meteor Iron!" Pang Lao Mo said with a look of surprise, "Where did this kid get this treasure? Silver Dragon Meteor Iron can only be refined by great monks.
"
Then he looked at another armor.
"It's interesting. It actually incorporates materials that isolate spiritual consciousness. Not only does it have amazing defensive power, but it also has magical powers of concealment. Hey, this weapon refining technique is somewhat familiar."
He thought for a moment and then looked surprised.
"Isn't this the armor refining method in the psychic puppet? It's strange. The old guy from the Yueyang Sect who has the strength to refine this has long been killed by my soul search. Could it be that he left it behind?"
Pang Laomo was a little confused, so he continued to look at the magic weapon on the ground, and soon locked on a black sledgehammer flashing with countless magic patterns.
He identified the magic patterns and aura on it, and said unexpectedly: "There is actually a magic weapon. It's not bad. I can activate it with my late-stage Yuan Ying Blood Demon Technique."
After scanning the magic weapon in a circle, even if Pang Lao Mo has such a powerful cultivation level, there are as many as three magic weapons that can catch his eyes. After putting away these magic weapons with a wave of his sleeve, his consciousness continued to move down a soft rib.
Explore.
"Tsk, tsk, these two bodies should be the demon zombies that Ma Jie mentioned. Hey, this tail has a deep aura, and it seems to be the body of the ninth-level scorpion. Could it be that of the scorpion in the secret realm?"
"This kid actually has the strength to cut off his tail."
Pang Laomo twitched the corner of his mouth and put all the demon zombies and scorpion tails into his storage bracelet.
"There are so many messy materials. It's strange. Why does this guy collect so many dragon-breaking stones? The aura of this eight-sided crystal is quite interesting."
"There are actually two one-yuan jade pendants. Could it be that the demon soul is imprisoned by this kid?"
"All the jade slips were destroyed. This guy is so decisive that he won't leave any body-training techniques behind even after he dies."
"Wait a minute, there are still some remnants of this jade slip."
Shock flashed in Pang Lao Mo's eyes, and he looked at the bones on the ground: "This is the art of psychic puppetry! It's impossible. Where did this kid come from? Could it be that he is a disciple of the Yueyang Sect?"
Then he fell into deep thought. After a while, Pang Laomo seemed to remember something. He stared blankly at the bones on the ground and said in disbelief: "This kid is a disciple of the Yueyang Sect's Weapon Refining Peak, that Lu Kun with special skills.
?”
Pang Laomo participated in the Yueyang Sect's annihilation battle and searched for the soul of Yueyang Sect's only Yuanying monk. Although Fang Laozu died halfway through the soul search, Pang Laomo also obtained the psychic puppet technique.
and some other information.
Lu Kun from the Weapon Refining Peak was one of the core disciples arranged by Patriarch Fang to evacuate.
At that time, Lu Kun's fighting method in the foundation-building period was very similar to his current fighting style. He relied on the power of his physical body to fight. Coupled with the refining techniques displayed by the psychic armor, Pang Laomo was able to determine Lu Kun's identity.
He couldn't help but exclaimed: "It took Lu Kun more than a hundred years to go from the early stage of foundation building to the middle stage of pill formation, and he also had the fighting power of a pseudo-Nascent Soul! His weapon refining skills are so powerful, he is really like a genius.
character."
Then Pang Laomo thought of something again and continued to probe towards the rib cartilage. Then several silver lights flashed on the ground, and five or six large and small silver iron pillars appeared.
Flushes appeared on Pang Lao Mo's face, and Yang Tian laughed wildly and said: "God is really helping me. With these silver dragon meteorite iron supplements, I can use this magical weapon-level thunder-attribute skeleton as the cornerstone."
"In this way, I am 100% sure that the Jade Bone Human Demon, a magic treasure, will be successfully refined!"
"With the addition of the Jade Bone Human Demon and the Demonic Soul Pill, my chances of advancing to the stage of becoming a god, Pang Qitian, will be greatly increased!"