Purple Mansion Xianyuan 160 red gourd magic weapon

The thin young man in black rushed to the front. He had already seen the mine road to the Tsing Yi disciples. Suddenly there was a cruel smile. A round black iron cylinder was turned out in his hand. Whoosh! Nine five-inch thick black nails shot out of it in a row.

"The little minions of the Qingdanmen. Let's all die."

He had great confidence in the swarthy iron cylinder in his hand. This nail is called the Nine Kills Soul Fighting Nail. Iron of cold gold. Ten kinds of filthy blood. Intoxicate for hundreds of days. can be refined. It can break the talisman cover. Hit on the body. Scratch a little. The filthy qi directly attacked the original god. Greatly damage the vitality of the original god. Monks in the Qi refining period only need to be hit by black nails. It's a dead end. It can be said that it is a high-level evil weapon that is extremely vicious.

Such an evil weapon. All the disciples of the Immortal Cultivation Sect who claim to be famous and upright. will not go to refining. But. Da Luomen is known as "the art of refining the world's strange gates". There must be a lot of secrets for refining evil weapons. It is difficult to guarantee that some disciples who have moved crooked thoughts will not taste it, refining some extremely poisonous evil weapons.

Wei Ming is the son of the deputy lord of the Great Luomen. There is an evil weapon in his hand. Not surprising. He didn't plan to let these Danmen disciples escape today. So that they can't even escape from the primordial spirit.

Ye Qin saw a dense black mang. I was taken aback. It's too late to cast the flying sword. In his hand, he hurriedly held a pair of low-level spirit weapon essence iron shields. Stand right in front. He could see it in the majesty of the black man. Those are just spiritual weapons. It's unlikely that the Iron Shield will be broken. To be on the safe side. Not only did he turn on the protective shield with all his might. He also held a mid-rank flame knife across his chest. Prepare to fend off those black rays.

"Bell"

Black nails ejaculate iron shields. Immediately there was a dense clanging bang.

Only then did there be five or six loud sonorous noises. There were already pits half an inch deep on the shield. A huge crack appeared in the shield. One of the black nails fell out. If you look closely at these nails. It can be seen that the black dirt formed by the black blood on it is filled with a strong smell of fishy filth. After being hit by black nails on the iron shield. It's all stained with some black gas.

Ye Qin's face changed. He didn't know what the black spike was. But I can clearly feel the fierce filth on these black nails. He hurriedly threw the half-scrapped lower-level spirit weapon essence iron shield upward.

The flames in his hands slashed out quickly. Shoot down the last three black nails that came in.

This puffy black spike. Come on. It's also fast.

Three notches appear on the Flaming Knife. It is also avoidable to be contaminated with black gas.

Ye Qin scolded secretly. Hurriedly discarded the flame knife. Throw the Xuanyin Sword into the air. Concentrate your senses. Go all out towards the small sword mana.

The small sword soared nearly a foot long. Blooms with a dazzling blue light. To kill the disciples of the Great Romans in front of him as quickly as possible, in addition to using flying sword magic weapons. There are other ways to do it. Only the strongest attacks. to turn the tide of battle.

The short, thin young man in black saw the soul nail he had just hit. was completely blocked by Ye Qin's spirit shield and spirit knife. It didn't work. Extremely annoyed. Hurriedly patted the storage bag on his waist. Take out a high-level spiritual weapon again.

But at this moment. Wei Ming suddenly felt a strong sword qi coming from the opposite side. Suddenly looked up at the other side. I saw a whirling glow in mid-air. His face changed. Lost his voice exclaimed.

“！”

An ordinary Tsing Yi disciple of Danmen. How could there be a magic weapon?

The short and thin black-clothed young man thought that he could clean up all these Qingdanmen's Qingyi disciples with only high-level spiritual weapons. But he never thought of it. An ordinary disciple in Tsing Yi actually had a flying sword in his hand.

The speed of that sword light was extremely fast, and it flew into the air. Immediately pounced on the disciples of the Great Roman. The mine is no more than a foot high. I want to be in such a narrow tunnel. Completely dodge such a flying sword that swoops down head-on. It's almost impossible.

Only with the same instruments. in order to resist the flying sword.

However, the short and thin black-clothed young man made a mistake in judgment, and he was only holding a high-level spiritual weapon, the black light sword, and now it was too late to change the magic weapon. There was a fierce glint in his eyes. He slapped a disciple of the Great Romanmon next to him and pushed it forward.

"Wei you~!"

The Great Romans disciple saw a blue flying sword rise from the opposite side. was already frightened and wanted to turn around and run for his life. But he never thought that Wei Ming would suddenly use him as a sword blocker. Screaming.

"Poof!"

Blue sword. But I won't be polite to them at all. Passed away in the tunnel. A sword pierced through the protective shield of the Great Roman's disciple. Punched a huge bloody hole in his chest. The aftermath of the blue sword light decreased slightly. He continued to strike at the short, thin black-clothed youth.

Wei Ming couldn't turn around and escape. You can only bite the bullet. Fiercely slashed out the black light sword in his hand towards the blue sword.

"Click!"

The tip of the sword and the sword strike each other.

The high-level spiritual weapon in Wei Ming's hand, the black light sword, broke inch by inch. He pulled back in horror. watched as the flying sword stabbed towards his chest. His amulet was like papier-mâché. was quickly torn apart.

Wei Ming was suddenly frightened. Forcibly twisting the body. Dodge the flying sword stabbing into his heart. "Poof!". After the flying sword shattered the black light sword. Tearing Wei Ming's protective shield. A sword was cut off

An arm. The mana is finally exhausted. Finally stopped castration. was Ye Qin.|went back.

Wei Ming escaped death. Where do you dare to stay any longer? His face turned pale. Holding the severed arm. Hurriedly turned around and fled. The two disciples of the Great Romans who followed him. I have already started to run away.

Shen Bao and Zhang Yun saw that the three disciples who rushed over the gate had already died. The remaining three fled in horror. They were overjoyed. Where will there be a delay in time. Each of them slammed into the past. Give Ye Qin time to launch the flying sword again.

The three men of Danmen chased after the three men of Da Luomen. Entangled. Hold them back.

"Poof!"

Between a few breaths. It was a shocking sword that flew up. A disciple of the Great Luo Sect couldn't dodge. Lying in a pool of blood.

After the bloody battle of a time of Ichika. Inside the tunnel. The disciples of Da Luomen left six corpses behind. Including that Wei Ming. None of them were able to escape. Died under the flying sword.

Speaking of which. He also deserved Wei Ming's bad luck - he had a chance to escape, but an ordinary disciple at the gate secretly resented him in his heart that he would use his fellow disciple as a sword blocker. Yin him for a moment. Kicked him suddenly. As a result, Wei fell to the most, face. was entangled by Shen Bao who came in a hurry, and he couldn't escape. In the end, he died under Ye Qin's flying sword.

Only the three gate disciples who stayed at the back of the mine escaped by chance. They're fighting pangolins. But to the other team of the big Luo disciples were defeated. Hunted down by the disciples of the Qingdanmen. Heavy casualties. I suddenly felt bad. In horror, he left the corpse of his fellow disciple and fled.

And the five-year-old pangolin. Three were already dead, seriously wounded, and one was seriously wounded. Only the toughest pangolin, the Beastmaster, is still intact. It was only a few pieces of scale armor that fell off after being beaten. It whined and clutched a wounded cub. Drill fled.

Ye Qin collected the flying sword. Indifferently, he glanced at the corpses of the disciples of the Great Romans lying everywhere in the mine. Then came to the side of the short and thin black year. Took away all the storage bags and spiritual weapons on Wei Ming's body.

Subsequently. He came to the side of the mine. Meditate.

And Shen Bao and Zhang Yun are the three old men. After Ye Qin tacitly waited for Ye Qin to take away a storage bag, they each searched for the storage bags on the corpses of one or two Da Luo disciples and all the valuable items.

As for what's inside the storage bag. To each his own. If you're lucky, you might be able to get a few low-level spiritual weapons. If you're unlucky, it's probably just a few spirit stones or something.

One thing is for sure. The storage bag on Wei Ming's body contained the best stuff.

Ye Qin opened the storage bag and a small reed with a glowing color jumped out. Floating in mid-air. He was taken aback and grabbed this little red gourd, which was full of spirituality. Constant throbbing under his men. It seems to want to rush out of the palm of his hand.

"Magic weapon!"

Shen Bao and the others all watched dumbfounded. Except for ritual weapons. There can't be any artifact. You can fly on your own. Add this small gourd. Qin already had two magic weapons in his hands.

Ye Qin was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly instilled his own method into the small gourd of this color, which could barely control it. Don't let it fly away. No, this little gourd has the aura of power left by Wei Ming.

Before removing Wei Ming's mana aura. It was difficult for him to completely control this little gourd with his divine sense. Don't dare to keep it away from you. If it's far away. Maybe it flew on its own and didn't know where it went.

Xuanyin Sword's words. Don't worry. Now the mana left by Zhao Qiankun has almost been eliminated. Almost undetectable. All he needs is a move of his senses. The Xuanyin Sword will fly back on its own.

Ye Qin took this small gourd. I pondered for a while. I can't tell what kind of material this little gourd is made of. Very hard. And like the Xuanyin Sword, it can change in size. According to his understanding of the spirit weapon gourd. This is supposed to be a secondary low-level artifact. It cannot be used directly to attack. There must be something in it. Fog. Demon insects and the like.

What exactly. Leaves are not clear.

Ye Qin didn't dare to try it casually. Slap the gourd. In case it's a bunch of demon insects inside. Run out with a single shot. He didn't know anything about the magic of controlling demon insects. There is no control over their movements. That's terrible.

You can only keep it for now. First remove the mana aura on the red gourd. Even if it depends on the demon insects and demon fog in the gourd. Just such a red gourd magic weapon. It is already a very powerful magic weapon. Spirit-level weapons can't hurt it at all.

Shen Bao, Zhang Kong and the others could only watch in envy from the side. The two magic weapons were in Ye Qin's hands. But they did not dare to contend with each other. They are either of them alone. I want to fight with Ye Qin for this gourd. It's all about looking for death. But join hands to snatch it. It's also too hard. After all, the magic weapon can only fall into the hands of one person. Who is willing to give it to others? Who knows what others think.

How could Ye Qin not be aware of their eager gaze, which was almost fanatical. A cold smile in my heart. Hang the small red gourd directly around your waist. Always on your own. Two magic hands. An offensive weapon. A magic weapon that can be used as a "shield". He's not afraid of anyone now—

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