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Artifact, as the name suggests, is a weapon and magic weapon that can only be used by gods, and it is not just a grade high because it should not belong to the mortal plane at all

Xiao Qiang looked at the small flying saucer in his palm, excited and nervous, and watched dozens of breaths before slowly injecting an idea. 【】Please remember our address novel: Ыqi.

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The small flying saucer like an iron coin trembled slightly, and the black surface seemed to be coated with a layer of light, exuding a delicate and soft light.

At the same time, countless messages poured into Xiao Qiang's mind, if it weren't for the blessing aura he received from the Demon God, I am afraid that his head would explode immediately, because these messages were not only extremely large in number, but also carried divinity in themselves

Even so, Xiao Qiang's head was swollen and painful, and two nosebleeds spurted out like arrows.

Seeing the little flying saucer slowly flying up from his palm, Xiao Qiang quickly made a handprint, blessing himself with the state of "Heavenly Demon Swinging Heart", and his mind was a little sober.

He knew very well that he only had one chance to control the artifact, and when the blessed aura blessed by the Demon God disappeared, he would not let alone control the artifact, and he would die.

So taking advantage of this opportunity, Xiao Qiang grasped the information of the artifact to the greatest extent, anyway, the Demon God didn't say that he wanted to take back the artifact, and when his strength increased in the future, maybe he could still use it.

It's not usable, but it's happy to hold it in your hand, right?

The small black flying saucer hovered in front of Xiao Qiang's body, spinning slowly, and the next moment, it burrowed into Xiao Qiang's body with a bang and disappeared.

Xiao Qiang and the others' shocking qi and blood and soul sea completely calmed down, let out a long breath, stood on the snow peak, looked into the distance, and his figure flashed and flew away.

Lan Yi, I can finally save you

After the great flood, the Tianyin Continent was filled with the smell of apocalypse, a large area of the eastern coastline was submerged by the sea, and the once prosperous cities were all in a vast ocean.

Countless people died in the disaster, and panicked people fled westward, further adding to the instability.

And along the coast of the South China Sea, it was also devastating, the people of the Plantagenet Federation moved north, and as fear spread, hundreds of thousands of refugees crossed the border every day and fled into the territory of the Principality of the Purple Dragon.

The border area between the Golden Bird Federation and the Purple Dragon Empire is deserted, and the scattered towns are located in low mountain packs, which seem lonely in the sunset.

At dusk, a small town in the east welcomes a group of strange guests.

It was a samurai team of dozens of people, led by a white-haired old man with sharp eyes and a solemn expression, and stopped when he walked under the archway into the town.

The town ahead, dilapidated, the main street was barely occupied, and on both sides of the street, only a few shops were open, and the cold wind blew and the dust flew everywhere, and the whole town was covered in gray dust.

At the entrance of the town, the two samurai stood out ghostly, obviously the old man who knew the leader, and hurriedly bowed forward.

The old man didn't say much, snorted coldly, took out the token, and handed it to the two warriors.

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The light curtain rolls up, and the town in front of it looks like an ancient painting torn apart, and after it is shattered, it becomes a different scene.

The town is gone, replaced by a deep canyon, the mountain walls on both sides of the canyon, and the powerhouses of the Tianmai family are almost five steps and one post, holding this only passage.

The new old man strode forward with the samurai behind him, even though he had expected the defense here to be very tight, and he couldn't help but be taken aback when he saw this scene.

Immediately, the old man's heart was very disapproving, wasting so much manpower and material resources in order to take care of a witch, which was really a bit overkill.

Since it was already so tight, why did Lord Fuzun let them come to strengthen the defense, isn't this an extra move

Not only the old man, but also the masters of the Ximen Mansion behind the old man were also very dissatisfied, they couldn't blame the order of the lord of the mansion, they could only turn their anger on the damn witch.

At the end of the canyon, there is a cliff, and there is no road left.

The scenery changed again, the illusions advanced layer by layer, and a valley slowly emerged.

In the valley, there are some elegant cabins, surrounded by a black stone chamber.

The stone chamber is black, without doors and windows, standing abruptly on the ground, only when you get closer, you can see the appearance of the stone chamber, carved with countless criss-crossing magic patterns, flashing with a fine luster.

Although the valley looked very close, the old men still walked for more than half an hour before they came to the center of the valley, the outer part of the cabin.

There are more than a dozen small cabins, each of which has an innate powerhouse, in the eyes of outsiders, these small cabins are messy, but only a few people know that they are actually a strict formation

Ximen Xuan walked all the way, and his heart became more and more disapproving, such a tight defense, not to mention the old sword ghost, even if it was an old sword ghost and several great sword masters of the Demon Sword Gate, they might not be able to break through, even if they could break through, they would not be able to retreat, let alone save people.

With a snort, an old man in Tsing Yi came in an instant and stood solemnly in front of everyone.

Ximen Xuan didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute, "Ximen Xuan, the protector of Ximen Mansion, was ordered to come to assist in defense"

The old man in Tsing Yi nodded in return, and said indifferently, "The old man has received the order of the lord of the palace, so you can tie up in the periphery for a while." ”

Although Ximen Xuanxin was very dissatisfied, he didn't dare to disobey the order, and hurriedly ordered.

Most of the people he brought this time were the new generation of disciples of Ximen Mansion who had just been promoted to powerhouse, and obviously they didn't take this defense too seriously.

"My lord, let my subordinates go down and see that witch," Ximen Xuan suddenly whispered.

The old man in Tsing Yi couldn't help but be stunned, and immediately nodded, reminding, "Don't talk to that girl, otherwise you will be angry." ”

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Ximen Xuan couldn't help but pause, saw the forbidden room in front of him flickering with a faint light, knew that the ban had been opened, hurriedly walked forward, and drilled into it from the rotating light curtain.

In the empty space, there was only a girl in white sitting cross-legged, her eyes lowered, as if she didn't react at all to the person who came in, just fiddling with the huge pearl in her hand.

Ximen Xuan was even more angry than he imagined, he remembered the death of Ximen Lei, remembered the death of Ximen Sheng, although they all died under Xiao Qiang's hands, but they were inseparable from the witch in front of him

In a fit of rage, Ximen Xuan waved his hand, and the pearl in the girl's hand flew up with a snort and arrived in his hand.

Ding Lanyi raised her head suddenly, her fair face opened countless black cracks, and she said coldly, "Give it back to me"