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The refining speed of Qingyuan was beyond Bai Xiaobei's expectation. You know, a most common ancient treasure also needs a golden elixir for a few days to be able to barely refine.

However, Bai Xiaobei was surprised that Qingyuan's refining was flowing freely. Bai Xiaobei knew that this was the reason for the death of Qingyuan's spirit, which weakened his refining. At the same time, he got the inheritance of master lingzhi and the help of Qingteng jade slips that made his refining so easy.

After refining Qingyuan, Bai Xiaobei knew how powerful the magic weapon was. His own big swallow was full of bright pearls and shadows. He didn't even play his fur. He could control a small part of his power only by blood refining.

Suddenly, Bai Xiaobei, who was practicing, felt a chill all over his body. He quickly opened his eyes. In his eyes, he was a gray figure, standing in the void with a flying sword.

This gray and white figure has no black eyes, and his eyes are staring at himself, which makes Bai Xiaobei offer a big swallow in a hurry.

The blood spirit on Bai Xiaobei's body suddenly trembled. Soon, the spirit of the demon cultivator broke away from Bai Xiaobei and drifted toward the gray figure unreasonably.

The gray and white figure quietly watched the Sorcerer's soul twisted and constantly changed in front of him. There was no change on his face. The silver hair was dancing gently with the breeze.

The gray and white figure remained until the soul of the mender dissipated, and his face was still the same cold color for thousands of years. After looking at the corpse below, his eyes showed a trace of inexplicable look.

"Well built foundation? No, Jindan? "

Bai Xiaobei felt bad. The figure was too strong. The breath from his body was just like when he met Hun Kui, which was full of golden elixir. He was surprised.

With such a powerful elder brother, Bai Xiaobei instantly missed Hun Kui. If Hun Kui was here, he would certainly not have to worry.

"My name is Ma Yi."

The gray figure gently said a word to Bai Xiaobei, but it was mixed with a cold feeling, which made Bai Xiaobei feel a little scared.

As if talking to himself, and as if to Bai Xiaobei, the gray figure continued: "although my brother is not a tool, but also can not be so white death."

Bai Xiaobei is surprised. The gray figure is too calm. There is no emotional change at all. On the contrary, Bai Xiaobei feels extremely uneasy.

The black-and-white strange flying sword under his feet is directly suspended by his side, and a strange breath circulates around him.

Bai Xiaobei feels bad. He can't see the strength of the linen clothes in front of him. It's so weird. It looks like a foundation, and it looks like a golden elixir.

"The name of the sword is too ancient," he said

Holding Taigu's Hemp clothes in hand is the most terrifying. Bai Xiaobei can't help but change his color under the pressure of terror. He has seen too many experts, but the hemp clothes at this time make him feel strangest.

Taking a deep breath, Bai Xiaobei waved the big Ze Yuyan in his hand and said, "under Bai Xiaobei, the sword is named daze swift!"

Ma Yi nodded slightly, and his figure flashed. He appeared in front of Bai Xiaobei at a strange speed. The Taigu in his hand was cut and killed with an unreasonable attitude.

Bai Xiaobei found that the black and white Taigu was not complete and had no sword tip.

"Swallow chop!"

When he said that he would take the hand, Bai Xiaobei could only do it. The sword of daze swift broke out, like the killing of swift wings, it shot out rapidly, and killed the hemp clothes that came from the cleavage.

As soon as Ma Yi shakes Taigu sword, the black and white sword idea suddenly erupts. A black and white snake roars and stretches out a huge body from the Taigu sword.

"Sword like shape?"

Bai Xiaobei suddenly lost color, and the swallow chopped like mud into the sea without stirring up a trace. On the contrary, the black-and-white snake shook its huge head and looked ferociously at Bai Xiaobei.

In an instant, Bai Xiaobei felt that he was finished. He was not surprised that Ma Yi understood the meaning of the sword. He could even accept the idea of sword. However, Bai Xiaobei knew that even if he was a Jindan level sword cultivation, he could not achieve sword meaning and shape.

The state of hemp clothes is still very mysterious, but its strength is at least comparable to that of Jindan level sword cultivation. How can Bai Xiaobei resist it?

"Is there anything else? Let's see what kind of means you rely on to destroy the blood devil's head. Even me, it takes a lot of time to get rid of it. "

Ma Yi tried to destroy the blood devil head before. He knew that his younger brother gradually became strange because of the blood devil head. Finally, he directly practiced the magic skill and became a stranger.

Ma Wu will die. Ma Yi knows that it is only sooner or later. As long as you meet an expert, you will directly kill Ma Wu. After all, a murderous demon cultivator can't indulge in killing.

Because of this, when Ma Wu died, Ma Yi only had a slight change of mood. He didn't hate Bai Xiaobei, but as a big brother, he still wanted to do something. He had warned Ma Wu before that if he dared to kill innocent people, he would abandon Ma Wu.Bai Xiaobei took a deep breath. In the past month, he knew his weakness. His strength was improved too fast. In addition, he was wandering around all the time, and his attack methods were deficient to the extreme.

Tide swift sword is good, but it's only the primary sword meaning. It's enough to deal with the general foundation building friars, but once he meets a stronger one, he can't help it.

Daze swiftlet can be said to be his own sword weapon now, but his own strength is too low, he can only play a part of his power, even not as good as a top flying sword.

The two sets of top-grade spirit armor have not been refined. The upper defense prohibition can't be opened at all. It can only be used as a passive defense as ordinary spirit armor.

Once they encounter the existence of non spiritual bodies, they become waste, which can not be dealt with by ordinary friars.

Hesitated for a moment, Bai Xiaobei put away the swiftlet, and a plant compass wrapped with ivy quickly suspended behind him, and quickly grew larger.

"It's a treasure again!"

Ma Yi is also surprised. Bai Xiaobei is just a low-level foundation building monk, but he is very frightened by his things. He often goes in and out of the ruins and secret places. Naturally, he has a high eye for ancient treasures.

Bai Xiaobei took a deep breath, the plant behind him, the green rattan compass instantly became lush, and the middle area quickly became virtual, forming an entrance of starlight circulation.

A few odd shaped spirit plants are revealed from them. There are few spirit plants that can be used in Qingyuan, and most of them have been exhausted.

With one hand, several purple and white seeds appeared in Bai Xiaobei's hands, and Bai Xiaobei directly sprinkled them around him. At the same time, a large amount of spiritual power made several purple and white seeds take away.

After the purple and white seeds of Lingli land on the ground, they quickly take root and sprout. At the speed visible to the eye, a ferocious thorn is wrapped around the hemp clothes, and even the top of the hemp clothes is quickly closed and twined.

This is a high-level spirit plant immortal bramble. If it is planted normally, it will take several decades. However, if it has been refined, it only needs a lot of spiritual power and a lot of spiritual power in the earth to support, and then it can quickly enter the pseudo mature state.

The only drawback is that it can last only one cup of tea, and then it will turn into dust, let alone collect his materials.

You should know that undead bramble is the best material for refining spirit armor. With good refining techniques, it can even refine top-grade defense spirit weapons. If the auxiliary materials are good, it can even refine the top-grade spirit armor.

"It's kind of funny, weird fighting."

Ma Yi was a little surprised. He often fought with friars and challenged him everywhere. It was the first time he saw this alternative way of fighting.

If the bramble is dead, I'm afraid that the bramble will be destroyed when it's time to die. But if the bramble doesn't open, it needs to be destroyed.

Seeing the amazement of Ma Yi's expression, Bai Xiaobei gave a long breath and quickly took a few Juqi pills. He didn't expect that the immortal bramble spirit plant consumed such a large amount of spiritual power. His whole body's spiritual power was more than half drawn. If it wasn't for the continuous spiritual power provided by Qingyuan, he would not be able to recover it in a short time.

Ignoring Bai Xiaobei, after hemp clothes touched the undead bramble, hemp clothes showed a surprised look again and said: "it's amazing that it can directly promote the spirit plant to mature stage."

Then, the Taigu sword in Ma Yi's hand and the huge black-and-white snake, which was silent for a long time, immediately roared at the undead bramble.

"Click, click..."

The undead bramble was suddenly attacked by such a strong force, and suddenly became much thicker. However, the meaning of the black and white snake sword was too terrible. As long as it was touched, all the undead thorns would have cracks.

It seems that he is dissatisfied with the fact that he has not broken the undead brambles. The hemp clothes frown slightly, and a terrible sword sense condenses again. The black-and-white giant snake is furious in an instant, sweeping around the undead brambles, and the thick undead brambles quickly break apart.

"Amazing defense, but it's useless, chop!"

After feeling the defense of the undead bramble, Ma Yi immediately strengthened its attack. The undead bramble was no longer able to resist it. With the rapid fracture of the roots, in a twinkling of an eye, there was a vacancy in front of the hemp clothes.

Bai Xiaobei is surprised. The broken place of the undead bramble twists and turns, slowly growing new undead brambles. However, the color changes a lot, and the speed is too slow. The undead bramble has no effect.

After checking Qingyuan, Bai Xiaobei almost couldn't help swearing. In Qingyuan, he couldn't find the right kind of spirit to use at this time.

After checking for a long time, Bai Xiaobei just can't find a kind of spirit that can contact the urgent need.

"What's the matter? Just two? "

Ma Yi calmly looks at Bai Xiaobei, the corner of his mouth shows a trace of irony.

Bai Xiaobei took a deep breath, knowing that Qingyuan's role now is to recover his own spiritual power. Daze, a swift swallow, reappears in his hands.

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