Chapter 1062

"Oh, it's no good..."

Yang Yu's eyes became helpless. He stayed in the battlefield for four days. In addition to a few wild animals, Yang Yu slaughtered and ate meat. It was a total ruin, with no vitality and no money left!

"There's no missing. I'd better go back and hunt around xincunzi. I'll use the ancient prescription of Shicun to refine my body."

Yang Yu sighs, there is no surplus harvest, Yang Yu can only leave now, the later practice and little bit together, in the stone village, take your time

Walking away, Yang Yu walked out of the center of the battlefield, and stopped at a place.

Because Yang Yu sensed a weak energy fluctuation, the treasure hunting talent in the prison atlas revived.

However, looking at the scorched hills in front of him, Yang Yu looked puzzled, "this should not be the place where the hairball is?"? And according to the time, the hairball should be brought back by little bit now

Yang Yu murmured, in his understanding, in addition to Shanbao and Zhu Yan, that is, maoqiu should have no other chance.

However, Yang Yu didn't give up directly either. The prison atlas began to work and immediately closed his eyes. Yang Yu walked with his weak talent for finding treasure.

Yang Yu didn't use his eyes to look at it. He just followed the guide of the town prison records. After walking for half an hour, Yang Yu stopped. When Yang Yu opened his eyes, he had already stopped in a big pit, like a giant turtle's footprints!

"Well?"

Soon Yang Yu saw a piece of bronze in the pit, which was buried under the ground and covered with soil, which was very inconspicuous.

"Is there something?"

Yang Yu's face became strange. Then he immediately came to the bronze block and began to dig.

"Coffin?"

When Yang Yu's coffin was dug out, it was only one centimeter long. But when Yang Yu's coffin was very small, it was very clear!

, because as like as two peas in the bronze coffin and the dragon's coffin, the largest coffin in the Kowloon coffin is.

"Why did the supreme palace copy the bronze coffin of the third generation?"

Yang Yu looked strange. Although he knew that a master of the supreme hall had opened the bronze coffin of the third generation, he did not know that he had imitated the bronze coffin of the third generation.

"Is it the Immortal King of the six samsara, or the master of the supreme hall?"

Yang Yu frowned and looked at the bronze coffin in his hand. His face was slightly coagulated.

However, when Yang Yu tried to open the bronze coffin, he could not shake it.

"Need a key?"

Yang Yu looked at a palm pattern on the bronze coffin. His eyes twinkled slightly.

Later, Yang Yu didn't waste time, and directly urged the starting form and sword grass treasure technique of the six ways of reincarnation Tiangong, and a fierce sword idea directly stirred on the bronze coffin.

The key of the supreme Palace should be able to pass it off with the six samsara heavenly skill and the nine leaf sword grass art?

"Click!"

Sure enough, the clear sound of opening the coffin sounded at this time. The lid of the bronze coffin gradually opened, and among them, the dense light began to twinkle.

"Damn it!"

However, after seeing the objects in it, Yang Yu's face changed abruptly, because it was a crystal seed which was square and square and shaped like a coffin. Now it was buried in a pair of colorful soil, emitting a refreshing fragrance.

"Seed?"

Yang Yu's eyes twinkle, some don't quite understand, but in his heart there is a kind of speculation that makes him creepy!

"Boo!"

The next second, in Yang Yu's unbelievable eyes, the coffin shaped seed was directly broken. Roots like Golden Dragon whiskers were directly rooted in the colorful flowing soil, and a tender green seedling began to mature at an amazing speed.

Within half a minute, the seedlings in the bronze coffin in Yang Yu's hands were half a meter high, and a flower bone flower was born in it.

"Hiss!"

Yang Yu took out the air conditioner, which made him feel terrible.

But he quickly put the bronze coffin on the ground, and then began to adjust his breathing and sat cross legged in front of the flowers of the coffin seed!

"Boo!"

Before long, there was another slight noise. Then, a beautiful flower blossomed in front of Yang Yu. Each flower was like a competition, and the golden pollen like a golden dragon began to float out, which made Yang Yu's look suddenly changed!

"Prison power!"

Yang Yu suddenly murmured, and the dark prison force burst out, blocking all the pollen and fragrance!

"Prison atlas!"

Yang Yu drank again. This time he began to breathe. Whether there was an amazing swallowing power in every breath, he began to inhale the dazzling and colorful pollen around him!"Hum!"

Yang Yu's body began to burst out bursts of treasure in an instant. The God in his body was bright and shining, or made a brilliant divine light. Yang Yu sat there with his knees crossed and became extremely sacred. His flesh and blood were crystal clear, and the power of the prison atlas began to soar!

Seed, pollen!

It should not belong to this era, because it is something that exists in the cultivation system after thousands of years!

However, Yang Yu is now breathing pollen, the more sacred and powerful his body is, and the more perfect the first refining body of the prison atlas!

"Hiss!"

For a long time, Yang Yu opened his eyes, and the bright golden flowers twinkled in Yang Yu's eyes, while the flowers in front of Yang Yu were withered. The golden flowers had withered, but a new seed came out, still like a coffin, falling between the soil and the withered flowers in the bronze coffin.

"Dang!"

The bronze coffin closed automatically, and the dense luster and faint fragrance disappeared, leaving only a plain bronze coffin.

"Is it left by the Immortal King of six reincarnations? Or did the master of the supreme hall harvest it in the bronze coffin of the third generation? "

Yang Yu frowned and his expression became more and more profound. After sitting in the same place for a long time, Yang Yu stood up with his eyebrows relaxed.

It's not to think through, but to give up, because for Yang Yu who wants to be in, he can't think of the origin of this seed at all, and even can't think of it later!

"Now, it's time to get used to this surge of power."

Yang Yu's eyes twinkled slightly. In the pit, he began to wave his fists. The prison control force and the ant treasure technique of Tianjiao wantonly expanded the pit under his feet. Before long, Yang Yusheng smashed out an abyss.

Yang Yu's power is 70000 Jin. Now every blow of Yang Yu's fist is on the ground. He uses this power to vent his power, mobilize his whole body's strength and move every inch of his flesh and blood. He is very mentally disabled, but he is a very practical means without a strong opponent.

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