v3 Chapter 408： Back to heaven

Chapter 408 Back to Heaven

This treasure shape is peculiar, and it looks like a tiger's claw. The surrounding blue light is lingering, and the wind and the whistling wind greet the magic sword.

Lin Xuan snorted, his left hand turned over, and there was a small mirror in the palm of his hand. Under the urging of the mana, a black light group of seven or eight fists was spit out from the mirror.

Those light groups were extremely fast, and they came forward on the dragon's claws and wrapped them up.

A glimpse of Qiankun, some are unknown, but the next moment, he feels the magical loss of the magic weapon, the mana is like the water of the bank, and rushes outward.

Lin Xuan is a little bit different, pointing the direction of the falling snow sword, drawing a beautiful arc to avoid the tiger's claws and smashing toward the other side.

Qian Kun's face was pale, his hands were shot continuously, and a light gauze was sacrificed. The veil of red light surged and swelled outwards, and it turned out to have a thick **** shield.

It seems that this seems to be a good defense treasure.

At the corner of Lin Xuan’s mouth, there was a hint of ridicule, and God’s mind was moving, and a crisp green jade flute appeared above the head.

This time, Qiankun was so sole-minded and full of anger.

"Impossible, how can you have so many magic weapons, who are you?"

As everyone knows, no matter whether it is a monk or a wizard in the condensate period, it is usually only possible to have a magic weapon. In addition, some cultivators who are deep-rooted or have a large backstage may have one as an auxiliary. Common magic weapon.

There are not many people who have many magic weapons, but most of them are the old geeks of the Yuan Ying period. The young boy in front of him is just the beginning of the condensate, how can he have so many treasures?

It seems that this time it is a smashing of the horse's nest, and it is provoked by people who can't afford it.

Qiankun’s heart is remorseful, but things have reached this point. It can only be done with a hard scalp.

A loud bang came to the ear, white light and red light flashed in the sky, and the falling snow sword was finally blocked after a long distance from the shield.

Lin Xuan brows a pick, quite amazed, how the power of the falling snow sword is clear, his heart is naturally clear, I did not expect to actually break the shield, it seems that this gauze is also a top-notch ancient treasure.

Lin Xuan did not know. Qian Kun’s heart is more stunned than him. The back of his forehead is all cold sweat. This gauze is a treasure that has been passed down from generation to generation. It is said that it was tens of thousands of years ago, a summit of elders in the peak period. Stayed, and the refining materials are special, and the defense effect is astonishing. The general magic weapon, let alone break, can not even hurt it.

However, the blow just now...

Qiankun’s heart can only be secretly fortunate.

But he didn't have time to think about it. Lin Xuan raised his hand, and the jade flute turned into a seven-eight-eight-footer. The green giant python, which is thicker than the yellow bucket, opened his mouth and rushed toward him.

This is not a technique of transformation, but a supernatural power attached to the jade flute itself. This is a rare treasure of the beast.

In the blink of an eye, the giant clam came to the front of Qiankun, Zhang opened, and spewed out a large amount of green mist from the inside, and those fogs gathered and did not disperse, and actually condensed into hundreds of long sharp snake teeth.

Like the hail, hitting the shield of Qiankun, perhaps the attack power of each grain is not too strong, but together. It’s terrible.

Just for a few seconds, the shield became crumbling, screaming and screaming, and quickly waved his hands, injecting the mana of his body into it.

The red light of the shield flickered, and this did not collapse, and it barely stabilized.

Unfortunately, his efforts are nothing but vain.

Lin Xuan raised his right hand and gently flicked. A crystal green and green flying needle magic weapon rushed out.

A stab. The attack of the scales is far less than the previous two treasures, but it has become the last straw to crush the camels. The shield was shattered like a blisters and collapsed.

Qiankun bowed his head and looked at his chest in disbelief. There was a small green needle in the green. The wound was not big, but the heart was shattered by the power of the magic weapon!

"Want to blame, you blame someone who shouldn't be provoked." This is the last voice he heard, and then he was black and lost consciousness.

Lin Xuan waved a hand, released a piece of light, took away his storage bag, and then a fireball popped up, the body of Qiankun was also turned into ashes.

Letting go of the knowledge, there are no people in the surrounding area, this guy really picked a good place to do, but also saved himself trouble.

Since no one noticed, Lin Xuan certainly put down his mind and turned it into a light. He left here. About a quarter of an hour later, he returned to the pavilion. Compared with the chaos outside, it seems calmer, but there is also one. a tense atmosphere.

Since the Moyu people moved into the Kuiyin Mountain Range, they have not been invaded by foreign enemies for a million years. This time, it is a monster of the Ghost Emperor level, and it is extremely unexpected to be disturbed by people.

Anyway, these have nothing to do with themselves. Lin Xuan broke the ban and returned to his room, taking time to rest.

This time, but it is not too tired, not referring to the mana, just destroyed the Qiankun, but it is just a little effort, but when you sneak into the Star Palace, it is very tense, and fighting with the venerable god, it is extremely consuming.

Lin Xuan’s sleep was one day and one night, and it was not until the next evening that he woke up.

The spirit is rejuvenated, and between his eyebrows, there is a faint glow of joy. This time, Kui Yuecheng’s trip, but the harvest is not small, as long as there is no accident, it will take a long time to break through the bottleneck. .

After all, Lin Xuan took a medicinal herb for a few days, but after a long period of time, the harvest is not small. Only one step away, he can break through the third layer and step into the realm of meditation, but I don’t know if it is because The problem of own qualifications, several times of rushing, all failed, but this time I got so many herbs and the ancient Qidan refining from Yuanjinguo, not to mention the ten-nine, but Lin Xuan also has more than 70% of the grasp.

Suddenly thinking with joy, suddenly, Lin Xuan looked a move, raised his hand and rushed outside to play a law, banned separation, a handsome and sorcerer came in.

"Elders!" Lin Xuan took a gift.

The dead leaves nodded, but the face with a trace of anxiety, until looking at Lin Xuan, only a smile, praised: "Loy, done well, this witchcraft conference can win three games, kill Into the top 12, I won four elixir for my celestial department."

When he said that he took out the jade bottle, he poured out a golden yellow dandelion and handed it to Lin Xuan.

"This is..." Lin Xuan stunned, revealing an incomprehensible expression.

"What are you doing, this is a reward for you. According to the rules of my heavenly department, the wizard who won the elixir for this department can get a share. Do you have any descendants and relatives in the tribe? Give the medicine to one of them, so that your family will have one more immortal."

The words of the dead leaves really made Lin Xuan unexpected.

I knew that I had to work hard for this drug. Anyway, I can only take one tablet at most.

But there is nothing. The main purpose of the Starry Palace is to map, and if not, how can you meet the poisonous gods, and it has a lot of benefits.

In short, this time is definitely a steady earning, and my mind turned all sorts of thoughts. Lin Xuan’s face reveals a happy face: “So thank you to the elders, and Loy feels great.”

"You don't have to be polite, this is what you deserve. In addition, after returning to the Horde, this elder will give you a few ancient artifacts to encourage."

"Xie elder." Lin Xuan had to pretend that he couldn't help himself. In fact, his current cultivation is supernatural, not to mention the spirit, even if it is a normal magic weapon, it is not in the eye.

"Yeah." The dead leaves touched the beard, apparently very satisfied with Lin Xuan's attitude: "Loy, you clean up, we are going to leave here soon."

"Go away now, isn't it a ritual to commemorate the ancestors after the Witch Law Conference?" Lin Xuan had some strange openings.

"Which is still worthy of this." The dead leaves sighed: "The ghosts of the heavens are so stirring, the whole Kuiyue City is so smoky, the mortal is very devastated, it is the wizard, but also the double digits, now the city The big lock, this ceremony can only be canceled."

"A ghost, just not caught yet?" Lin Xuan Ming knows the question.

"A phantom? Hey, it’s easy to say, it’s too shallow. Some things are naturally not understood. This is the respect of the Emperor of the Ghosts. On the basis of the cultivation, it can be compared with the predecessors of the Yuan Ying period in our cultivators. "It’s beautiful." The dead leaves explained with a bitter smile: "I heard that this ghost **** has not been promoted for a long time, but the magical power is strange and unpredictable. It is the ancestor of the mixed yuan. If you are not careful, let it escape."

Lin Xuan nodded, and he would not know about these things. The reason why he did not know the inquiries was to inquire about the information, but the dead leaves did not have any doubts about him.

"That guy escaped, but first banned in the ban, and then forced to use the secret surgery when fighting with the predecessors of the mixed yuan, suffering from non-light, now do not know where to hide, in short, we leave this right and wrong first Ground.

"Yeah." Lin Xuan naturally has no objection. In fact, he has nothing to clean up. As a cultivator, his belongings are packed in storage bags. The two said they left.

I don't know the two of them. Except for a few masters of the big tribes, the wizards of other small tribes have basically smeared their soles. Once they stay here, they can't help, and secondly, the number of wizards of these small tribes. There are only a few or two elders in the condensate period. If you die here, it is very likely that you will break the inheritance. Therefore, the ancestors of the mixed yuan will keep silent on them, squinting one eye and closing one. eye.

Along the way, both of them were very careful. They chose some ridiculous roads to hide the dawn. They were unlucky enough to encounter the ghosts of the heavens. Fortunately, they were superfluous. After a few days, the two returned smoothly to the territory of the Cang Cang.