The three of them stood in front of the house.

Look at the lock.

"What the hell? Can't split? ”

Feng Xiaobai held the knife that trembled slightly, this was a Xuan-level knife, but it hit the lock, but it only stirred up sparks, and did not leave the slightest trace on it.

Not to mention splitting!

"It's ......"

Moon Allure paused.

This is a spiritual weapon.

"What is it?" Feng Xiaobai asked suspiciously.

It's the first time he's encountered this kind of thing, and it's clear that the lock looks very ordinary, but it's not the style of Huaguo.

But, how can even the Xuan-level knife weapon be helpless?

Without waiting for Yue Chengcheng's answer, he said again: "Then why don't I go find a locksmith?" ”

Yue Chengcheng shook his head, "The locksmith can't help it......"

If the locksmith could break it, Mu Weiting wouldn't need to make a spirit lock at all.

Otherwise, the locksmith unlocked it, and by the way, he also took the spiritual weapon lock away, didn't he lose a lot?

Her face sank.

I don't know if this Mu Weiting has any other spiritual weapons in his hand, if there is, it would be too bad.

"What then?"

Feng Xiaobai grabbed his head, at a loss.

Yue Chengcheng raised his eyebrows, "What kind of dark iron do you have?" ...... harder than millennium iron"

This thing is more difficult to find.

Moon Allure wasn't sure if he had it, and if he didn't, it would be difficult to do it tonight.

"I don't have a thousand-year-old black iron...... But, I have this, do you think it's okay? ”

Feng Xiaobai took out a black bottle.

Remove the cap and pour out some mixed gold black sand.

"It's ...... Demon sand? ”

Moon Allure glanced at him in surprise.

She really hasn't seen this thing, but in the information given by Emperor Bugu, there is an introduction to this thing.

Nine countries, there is no such precious thing.

"yes, it seems to be called like that, my grandfather played with me. When it is said to be a refining weapon, adding a little bit can make the weapon very hard! ”

Moon Chengcheng nodded, "Give it to me." ”

Feng Xiaobai hurriedly poured the magic essence sand in his hand back into the bottle, and some sand grains accidentally fell to the ground.

He clapped his hands and slapped the fine sand off his hands.

Yue Chengcheng was silent for a moment and said, "You shot off a million." ”

Feng Xiaobai's eyes widened slowly, "...... Yes? ”

Yue Chengcheng took out a piece of dark iron from the storage bag and glanced at him, "Demon essence sand, it is rumored that it is a 10,000 yuan stone...... Moreover, there is no market for it. ”

10,000 capsules, you may not be able to buy it!

Feng Xiaobai's face crossed in an instant, "Alas, why didn't you remind me just now, hey, my one million ......"

He hurriedly lay on the ground, trying to find them one by one.

Unfortunately, the hygiene in the prison is very problematic, and the demon sand is mixed in the dirt to find it, just like fishing for sand in the sea.

Moon Allure ignored him and focused his gaze on the dark iron in his hand.

Then, press on the lock.

Flames, appearing in her hands, melted the blackiron and sinked into the lock slot little by little.

Looking at this spiritual lock, Yue Qicheng's eyes were deep.

In fact, there is another way, that is, the spirit weapon sword sent by Emperor Bu Lonely, maybe it can break the lock of this spirit weapon.

However, after the Moon Falling City refining weapons, it was only learned that there was a connection between some spiritual weapons and their owners.

If it is forcibly broken, the connection between the spirit weapon and its owner will be severed.

Perhaps, Mu Weiting will notice.

Xuantie touched it thoroughly, and Yue Qicheng pinched a few grains of demon essence sand and pushed it into the period.

The darksteel began to grow stronger.

The moon fell into the city, twisting slightly.

"Click!"