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Among the armies, when the commander-in-chief flag falls, the soldiers with weapons will panic and fall.

This principle works in the nature of the demon sect. The immortal Zhao Laomo is dead, and the eighteen demons will be buried with him.

Where can the fetid clan resist the foreign enemies?

To wash away hatred, only with blood.

Ling Hao has never been a kind person. His kindness is only to his relatives and friends.

When entering the demon sect from the gate, the disciples in the surrounding area stopped them with weapons, but they died in vain. Ling Hao's purpose is very simple, which makes the sect disappear completely.

At this moment, no one knows what happened to this devil like character.

"Who is he? Even the four true disciples are not rivals! "

"It's terrible. These four are the disciples of the patriarch. When they look at each other, they are short of seconds."

"Hiss!"

Some people began to panic. They put down their weapons and fled toward the gate.

"To get rid of evil, we need to do everything." Ling Hao looked at the fleeing people and said, "kill them."

His voice fell, five wives such as Jiao Yan return to Lin, one after another toward the gate intercept.

Ling Hao didn't think it was too much. First of all, according to Li Jingyuan, this evil clan is a typical sect of evil. It's so evil that every year it goes to the ancient city to take away the virgins and girls. Naturally, it ignores the common people's begging for mercy and even kills innocent people.

Towards noon, the sun hung high on the top of the head, and covered the earth with a layer of gold.

The demon sect looked far away and was devastated. No one could believe it. Such a tyrannical sect was killed in half a day.

The blood flowing on the ground was disgusting with the fresh wind.

At the same time, a young man seemed to pass by. He covered his mouth and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Qin ran, Loulan desert, disciple of baiguzong, is here to teach the patriarch the trust to contact baiguzong and the demons.

In short, he is an emissary. He represents the white bone sect.

At the moment, he dared not make a sound. He bent down and hid under the broken wall at the gate. The cold sweat behind him made his clothes wet.

Who is this young man?

Only six people killed the whole demon sect?

"I want to report to the Lord quickly!"

Qin ran no longer hesitated. Finally, she took a deep look at Ling Hao. He held his breath and left quietly.

A group of six people went to the treasure house, talking and laughing, but only this place was not stained with blood.

There are treasure pavilions in every sect or school, where there are good things that have been preserved for generations.

When you open the door, you can see everything.

There are golden lights looming and treasure gas dazzling.

"Wow, there are so many good things here." Yang Linglong holds a purple sword that shines all over, and her beautiful eyes shine.

Looking at her fondness, Ling Hao said with a smile, "this one in your hand belongs to Dao ware, which is considered to be the best."

Taoist implements are divided into four grades: inferior, medium, superior and best.

"There is also a name on the sword, Ziyan sword." Yang Linglong mumbles.

Practitioners, starting from the realm of Tao and monarch, already need to use Taoist implements, which contain the power of heaven and earth. Naturally, those imperial implements are not comparable.

Time is slowly passing by. At last, every face of the five women is full of smiles. They all find their own magic tools.

There are two top-grade Dao utensils in each hand. If the outside world knows about it, they must be envious and jealous.

Every time an alchemist makes a top-notch Dao weapon, he has to cross the weapon robber. Without crossing the weapon robber, he cannot enter the ranks of top-notch weapons.

Therefore, Daoists are rare. However, there are more than 30 treasure houses.

It seems that the previous patriarchs of the demon sect did not spend less effort, otherwise they did not have such a good thing.

But all this will be cheaper for Linghao and his party.

"My king's sword has been released by the soldiers, and I will try to recover it later. Now I have to choose some magic weapons."

Ling Hao glances at the things on the counter. Suddenly, on the left side, there is a swarthy heavy sword covered with dust. It doesn't look noticeable at all. It's not surprising.

It's questionable.

Among all the treasures, only it looks clumsy and simple.

Ling Hao picked it up, but almost fell to the ground.

"It's heavy!"

If it wasn't for his amazing strength, he would almost fall down by inertia.

Rub the body of the sword with your hand. The sword is simple and elegant, and the whole body is black.

The mysterious lines look extremely mysterious.

According to Ling Hao's estimation, this sword weighs at least 80000 Jin. No one believed it even if it was so heavy.

What's more strange is that in his eyes, he can't tell the origin of the sword.

Characteristic is heavy!

"A good thing, if it's cut down on the enemy, isn't it just strength that can break people's bones and tendons?"

Ling Hao smiled and used the heavy sword with his strength more than enough.

He clenched his right hand, raised it abruptly, and waved it twice, only listening to the strong wind whistling and the treasure Pavilion shaking.

It's a very fruitful trip. Not only is it a mysterious sword, but also many elixir. In the future, there will be no need to worry about cultivation resources.

Six people with good things into the bag, this is slowly out of the treasure house.