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Ignoring the complicated eyes of other friars in xuexiao shelter, Hongling and nine people with blood rose rush to Yunxing Pavilion. At this time, he held a small bell in his hand, which was the soul catching bell of the middle-aged monk who had no owner after his death. After observing for a long time, Hong Ling finally found out the structure of the Dementor bell. He pinched it casually, and with a bang, the Dementor bell was completely destroyed by him.

This time, they did not encounter any big trouble during the journey, which let Hong Ling breathe a sigh of relief. To be able to take people safely to yunxingge is exactly what he wants. After telling Xia Yan to settle down in Yunxing Pavilion, Hongling looks at Ye Cheng who is laughing at him.

This guy, after rescuing Mu Yan, finally no longer has a straight face all day, with a trace of smile.

"Hongling, this is the remnant picture promised to you!" Ye Cheng took out a faint yellow drawing and handed it to him.

Hong Ling looked at the remnant picture and nodded. He put it away and made an excuse to close down. He has a lot of things to deal with now. For example, the strange metal that looks like pieces of imperial artifacts, the tortoise shell on a ship in my dream, and some things that I met in the dead sea.

Of course, the most important thing is to cast some roller steel. He has been in the dead sea for almost a month and a half now, and he will have to leave here for another month and a half. Before that, he will prepare some gifts for Su Yu, Liancheng jade and Zhihuo. He had nothing but to make tools. He could only cast some magic tools with Kun steel.

Soul catching bell is a very good thing. Hongling hopes to forge one for herself. He believed that the soul catching bell made of Kun steel must be far more powerful than the one in the hands of the middle-aged monk. At present, he no longer thinks about it. The collection in the space ring of the Four Saints is extremely rich. With the space ring of the two sacred places in Yunxing Pavilion, Hongling's harvest this time is far more than before.

The inner structure of the soul catching bell of the middle-aged monk is very complicated. What's more, most importantly, the spirit of the Dementor is very terrible. All its strength comes from the power of divine consciousness. With the array of soul catching bells, it can be used to attack.

With the savings in the ring of the six holy land strongmen and the details of the two forces, Hongling's harvest this time is far beyond imagination. He melted all the metal he got into Kun steel, and melted the six space rings into the one on his hand. At this time, his space ring was beyond imagination, even compared with the Qianzhang treasure house of xuexiao shelter.

The casting process of the Dementor bell is very complicated. However, relying on her strong divine sense, Hongling finally cast it after two days. As for the spirit of the soul catching bell, he still used his spirit to melt it successfully.

As soon as this bell is completed, a strange sound wave that is hard to describe emerges in the whole Yunxing Pavilion. In the place where he passed by, everyone was holding his head in pain, and his divine consciousness was confused. Hongling only uses the cultivation of refining the spirit to restore the emptiness. If the cultivation of the holy land is used to urge this magic weapon, I am afraid that all the people in the Yunxing Pavilion will be completely fainted.

"Damn it, this guy, forging something again!" Ye Cheng was a little discontented and yelled. He was just flirting with Mu Yan, but he didn't expect a strange wave coming. It seemed that the real person's brain was beaten by a stick. Is one side of Mu Yan is also pale, consciousness a chaos.

With the blessing of Kungang and Hongling, the power of this soul catching bell is ten times stronger than the one in the middle-aged holy land. Hongling is very satisfied to hang the Dementor bell on his waist and takes out a complete set of dark red armor.

From armor, arm guards, wrists, gloves, to Shin Pads, knee pads, and boots, plus a long bow and arrow pot, and eighteen arrows. From the dagger inserted in his waist and the fetishism chain around his arms, the tyrant gun and the eclipse cloak, as well as the sad sword in his body. Hongling's magic weapons of heaven rank make him look like a marching general. He thought and thought, took out the mask and put it on.

Boom, an indescribable momentum, in the moment he put on the mask, soared to the sky. The fury and devouring power of tianero demon mine, together with his unique blood force, will shake the whole void out of the cracks. At this time, Hongling did not use the power of Yan Huang Emperor's mirror, but the power given to him by this whole set of magic tools was no less than that of a high-level holy instrument.

He hung the sword of sorrow in his waist, and the whole man was lost in thought. If we can create a strong army based on the whole set of equipment, how strong will they be? Moreover, if we can take in some vampire servants, find the right blood for them, and add a strong armor, it is not the most powerful army in the world?

Hong Ling was frightened by his own ideas. He felt that it was unrealistic to do so. Just building such a suit of armor would consume half of the state treasury of the great Chu empire. It would be ridiculous to equip an entire army. But what if it's just building a team? Is it possible to have a team dedicated to special operations in various environments?

He was thinking, outside the chamber of secrets, suddenly came a rush of footsteps. The young man hastily put away his equipment, tidied up his clothes, opened the stone gate, and looked at the anxious people at this time."What's the matter? What's the matter?" Hong Ling asked in surprise. But see Xia Yan some strange looking at him, eyes full of incredible color.

"You made that strange sound wave just now." Xia Yan inserted waist, open mouth to ask a way, quite a pair of shrew scold Street flavor.

Well, Hong Ling realized in an instant that these guys are starting a teacher to make a crime. However, he was not disgusted with this, so he nodded. Xia Yan holds her forehead and looks at him speechless. This guy is good at everything, but sometimes he makes people laugh and cry.

Calculate, ignore him, Xia Yan self-care with the public left, left at this time the face of the strange color of Ye Cheng. This guy, at this time a face to kill expression, see Hongling a scalp numbness.

"What happened to Ye Cheng, a very sad look!" Hong Ling coughed and asked.

"Nothing, just trying to kill someone!" Ye Cheng clenched his teeth and said, this guy, was it intentional just now?

He was chatting with his younger martial sister just now. Unexpectedly, a strange sound wave disturbed Yaxing. This is almost comparable to a deep hatred, if not beat this goods, Ye Cheng is afraid to copy the guy.

"When are you going to go to Beiming Tianzhong?" Ye Cheng asked. He was puzzled by Hongling's insistence on going to that dangerous place. Beiming Tianzhong is one of the most dangerous Jedi of life and death in the dead sea of the nether world. It is a powerful Holy Land in which the strong are dead and have no life.

"I don't know, but if I can't find the rest in the remaining half a month, I'll have to go alone!" Hong Ling sighed and said bitterly.

Up to now, although he has got three remnant pictures, he still has no clue to leave the dead sea. The fourth remnant picture is the most important one. If you can't find it, I'm afraid it's very difficult for him to leave the dead sea through the northern sea.

But he had to return to Tianqi city in the near future, and the Tianzhao assembly was about to begin. If he can't go back on time, his majesty will skin him. Moreover, he also wanted to see how strong Tianjiao, the various ethnic groups who came to stir up the trouble this time.

"Well, take a step and look at it." Ye Cheng didn't say much after all. He was born in the dead sea and grew up here. He didn't quite understand Hongling's sufferings. However, as a friend, if it is necessary to help, he will not be stingy with his life.

This is what Shifu often says about a friend of life and death. Although he doesn't know much about it, he can still fight for his friends. With Hongling's strength, it seems that he does not need to go through fire and water. However, this guy, how can sometimes look so uneasy?

Even coax and deceive Ye Cheng away. Hong Ling looks at Mei Mei's mother sitting in her room with her legs up. The little girl of the demon clan can enter the Yunxing Pavilion without being aware of it. With Xia Yan and others, she steps into Hongling's room. It's really amazing.

"I heard that you are going to Beiming Tianzhong!" Miss Hu grabs her white tail and frivolously rubs the white fluff on it. She asks.

"Sister Hu, why are you here?" Hong Ling looked at this charming fox woman without any words. To be fair, the natural flattery on this guy really made him such a hot-blooded boy.

"First of all, if you want to go to Beiming Tianzhong, I can help you! Now, tell me, are you going to Beiming Tianzhong She asked again.

"Yes, I don't know how you are going to help me, sister Hu?" Hong Ling grinned and asked. The reason why he quickly dismissed others was that he did not want to cause misunderstanding among others. A fox spirit, in broad daylight, appears in his own room, for who it is, will think blindly.

Hong Ling didn't care much about people's misunderstanding, but her face was a little thin, so she had to send the idle people away first. As for Miss Hu, every fox demon is a born schemer. Hong Ling doesn't think this guy will really help him. So, what's her purpose?

"I don't know if it can help you?" She took out a piece of yellow hide from her chest for a while, and said with a smile.

At first, Hongling was fascinated by the warm fragrance nephrite on her chest. At this time, she saw her take out a parchment, and was shocked.

"This is the fourth of the four remnant pictures of Beiming Tianzhong." Hong Ling was a little dumbfounded. How could she have such a broken picture.

"How, I don't know if it can help you?" She said with a smile.

"What about the conditions? What are your qualifications, sister Hu? " Hong Ling looked at her with some vigilance. All the fox people were unprofitable and couldn't get up early. He didn't believe that there was no purpose for her coming this time.

"It's very simple. I heard that you are an artifact master. I hope you can help me to repair a broken sacred vessel!" Miss Hu smiles, and the whole person is extremely charming and charming.

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