Chapter 549

"Brother Moco..."

The so-called hand does not hit the smiling face, and the conflict between the two sides is not big, Chen Mo also responded.

Then he said to Qing Yanjing, "just call me Chen mo."

Qing Yanjing gave a sound, and his face was expressionless. He immediately took out a brilliant fruit from the mustard bracelet and handed it to Chen Mo:

"If the little fruit of the Holy Spirit is not respected, it will be regarded as a reward for the childe's saving his sister's life."

"I'm the goddess of Qingmai. Even the Holy Spirit fruit can take it out."

Before Chen Mo spoke, mochotian took over the words. First, he boasted that the Holy Spirit fruit, a strange thing, could enhance a certain strength for the Supreme Master of lingpintian, and then raised his fan and said:

"Since brother Chen Mo saved Yanjing's sister, as Yanjing's fiance, I naturally have to express it."

With a wave of the folding fan, a green fruit appeared in his hand. Mochotian smiled and said, "this is the fairy fruit. Although it is not comparable to the quiet spirit fruit, it is of great use to the girl behind you."

Mo Ke Tian glanced at the little dance beside Chen mo.

The little dance was silent.

Qingyanjing frowned, stared at moketian and said it was up to you, so she asked two women to help Qingyuan.

He said that Qing Yanjing had already made it clear to Mo Ketian, but the other party didn't listen and always pestered himself. Qing Yanjing had no way.

Chen Moke was not polite to them. After receiving the Holy Spirit fruit in Qing Yanjing's hand, he put the fairy fruit in mochotian's hand into his bag, handed it to Xiaowu, and then said to mochotian:

"Thank you, brother Moco."

Moke's eyes twitched slightly. He thought Chen Mo would at least be polite to himself. As a result, he didn't. instead, he took it generously.

Mo Ke Tian smiled, but scolded a hick in his heart.

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After a brief introduction to each other, the party looked at the hall.

Qing Xuan asked beside Qing Yanjing, "where is this place?"

"This should be the main hall of the ruins, you see."

Qing Yanjing pointed to the end of the hall.

Chen Mo and Xiaowu are not far away from Qingyan Jing. At this time, they also look at the past.

At the end of the hall, there was a statue about a hundred feet in size. The statue was red and dressed in a huge blood armor. On the armor, there were countless ancient lines and flickering dark light.

In addition, in the hands of this statue, there is a long gun. On the long gun, complex inscriptions are engraved, which is profound, but it can make people feel a sense of mystery.

"Is that the statue of the broken air war emperor?" Qingxuan whispered.

"According to the documents handed down in ancient times, the emperor of broken air warfare used a long gun. Although no image has been handed down, it should be. The long gun in the statue's hand has reached the level of a top-notch artifact."

Mo Ke Tian fanned the fan and hurried to ask and answer.

"Excellent artifact!"

Qingxuan was surprised.

The world's spiritual weapon levels are divided into spiritual products, artifact and holy ware.

Among them, it is divided into four small levels: lower, middle, upper and top-grade.

And above, there is a more embarrassing level.

Quasi artifact, quasi holy instrument.

The power of a unique artifact is very clear to Qingxuan, who was born in the ancient family of futu.

Take her for example. If she holds this unique artifact, she can fight with the heavenly supreme in the middle of the spiritual product.

"Not only is the long gun a unique artifact, but the bloody armor worn by the sculpture is also a unique artifact. The armor is covered with ancient lines and even records a magical power."

As the only immortal at the scene, the hemp robed old man can see more clearly than everyone else.

"Magic power?"

Everyone was surprised. Even Chen Mo was no exception. Chen Mo also knew something about this.

Like fighting skills, magical powers are skills, but they are much more powerful than fighting skills.

The skills of the world are divided into spirit formula, divine skill and divine power.

Supernatural powers are above divine magic and spiritual formula.

There are small, medium and large supernatural powers, ordinary supernatural powers and 36 kinds of supernatural powers.

Among them, the small, medium and large supernatural powers are rare treasures for the lower supreme and the upper supreme.

The ordinary peerless supernatural powers and even one of the 36 peerless supernatural powers are hot for the Supreme God.

Through the previous description of the emperor of the broken air war by Qing Xuan.

This supernatural power is at least an ordinary peerless supernatural power. If you are lucky, it may even be one of the thirty-six peerless supernatural powers that the legendary Shura great emperor taught the broken air war emperor Shura seal of life and death.

Chen Mo's eyelids beat.

After coming to the world, Chen Mo felt that he couldn't get on the table except for Shenxiang prison strength and hell floating slaughter.

There is an urgent need for a peerless supernatural power to fill the field.

Chen Mo uses his consciousness to communicate with his thunder fantasy body. If he starts to rob later, let him protect Xiaowu.

Then Chen Mo whispered to Xiaowu and asked her to keep up with Lei huanshen.

Xiaowu nodded.

In the hall, the atmosphere suddenly became strange.

Chen Mo saw that the people of the ancient people of futu were divided into three teams.

It seems that the futu ancient people are not monolithic.

The old man in hemp robe looked happy.

The ancient people of futu are divided into Xuan pulse, Mo pulse and Qing pulse.

According to his understanding, the leader of the team is Qing Yanjing, so the two young masters of Mo Mai and Xuan Mai must be dissatisfied.

So he said this so that they could not unite.

If not, the three veins join hands, the ruins of the broken air war emperor, can't the mokegu people return empty handed.

Qing Yanjing's face sank, and the pulse of Qing pulse had declined. When the elder asked her to be the captain, she felt xuanluo, the little master of Xuan pulse, and the ink heart of Mo pulse was dissatisfied.

Now look, it is.

When it comes to interests, they are scattered.

But Qing Yanjing still tried to convey the voice: "xuanluo, moxin, the elder said that you all have to obey my orders outside. What are you doing now?"

"Qing Yanjing, that's a bad thing. Those who have the ability can get these treasures. If you obey your orders, don't you have to give you all the pulse?" xuanluo preached.

"Xuanluo's words are right. As moketian's fiancee, you qingyanjing, who knows if you will turn your elbow out at the critical time. You'd better rely on your own skills to get these treasures." Mo Xin whispered.

"You..." Qingyan clenched his teeth and said immediately, "you're not afraid that I'll go back and tell the elder."

"It's just closed for a while." xuanluo doesn't care.

When the atmosphere in the hall was tense.

With a loud bang, the red columns in the hall trembled, and then each burst into a red light and hit the huge red statue at the end of the hall.

Suddenly, ripples spread out, and finally filled the body of the red statue.

And in the light lines filled the air, people's faces changed dramatically. They saw that the red statue slowly opened its eyes, which were full of red light.