"I don't believe that you can take away all kinds of magic weapons, the four bronze seals, give them to me......"

Fang Xing suddenly shouted, raised his hands, and suddenly four bronze seals flew out, calming the void, as if he wanted to fix Zhao Changhe, in the face of these four seals, Zhao Changhe was also really shocked, but immediately raised the gourd, and put the four big seals into the gourd, and there was already an unexpected joy in his heart:" This Quartet Great Seal is the cherished thing of Elder Dezhao of the Dexterous Sect, my Great Elder of the Talisman Dao opened his mouth several times, wanting to borrow it for a few days, but the old man was reluctant, but he didn't want to fall into the hands of this little devil, and now it has entered my hands again, I can't say, the Great Seal of the Quartet is dedicated to the Great Elder, and it will definitely be exchanged for a lot of benefits!"

Before he could finish his thoughts, he heard Fang Xing continue to shout: "This is not good, look at me hanging in the sky!"

As he spoke, he sacrificed a scroll of pictures, on which was a long river, and it turned into a real long river, far away in the air, like the Milky Way falling upside down, rumbling waves like thunder, rolling towards Zhao Changhe, the sound was terrifying.

"It's my river map......"

Xie Linyuan, who was fighting with Wang Qiong in the distance, felt a familiar breath, and when he looked back, a mouthful of old blood spurted out of his anger.

This river map was originally his magic weapon, when he was in Tianyi Palace, he was deceived by this little devil, and then there was no sound, but now he came to break into the big array of the talisman Dao, but he had the face to sacrifice this magic weapon in front of himself, and his face was not ordinarily thick......

"Isn't this treasure Senior Brother Xie's? I took it back for him!"

Zhao Changhe laughed coldly, and with one move, he actually included this river map.

Lightning Harvesting. Collect the ancient sword. Collect the Quartet seal. Collecting the river map, the gourd is like an endless space.

Holding this magic weapon is simply bullying!

However, Fang Xing seems to have made a fortune, and the magic weapon is endless.

"Wow, look at my Purple Thunder Pill......"

"Your uncle, look at my ancient remnants......"

"Look at my bow ......"

"Look at my Zhenhai Fu ......"

“...... What kind of is this? I don't want it, I'll give you ......."

For a while, in this eighth array, it was really lively.

The Nanzhan monks and Fu Dao disciples who were fighting around. The movements slowed down a bit.

Some people even glanced at each other directly, then postponed their shots and turned their heads to watch the battle intently.

The magic weapon in the sky, the vertical and horizontal breath, really makes people feel dazzled and afraid!

I've never seen someone with so many treasures, and I've never seen such a stupid person!

One by one, the magic weapons and the talismans flew towards Zhao Changhe like rain, and the breath of those magic weapons made Zhao Changhe a little frightened. The gourd in his hand was lifted and never put down, and he kept putting it in one by one. It's really hard to describe Zhao Changhe's mood at this time, he is excited and panicked, and the excitement is that he can't tell how many magic weapons he has received, many of them are very extraordinary, and getting one is a windfall, not to mention that there are no less than 100 now?

The panic is, how much money does this little devil have......

Hey, hey...... But the number of magic weapons he has is simply beaten compared to this little devil!

What remnants of soldiers, what ancient scriptures with divine power were all thrown out without money, some of which he could still name, but there were many of them that even he didn't know what they were, and they threw them over casually, should they take out the garbage?

There are even three black stone statues and black stone pillars more than ten feet high......

Who the fuck would bring such a big stone statue to themselves?

"Whirring ......"

The big red gourd is worthy of being a natural and long spiritual treasure, and it was directly sacrificed in the air by Zhao Changhe, and all the magic weapons were collected as usual.

But as more and more magic weapons were collected, Zhao Changhe had a bad feeling in his heart, and he didn't want to continue to use this gourd to fight with the little devil, he faintly felt that this little devil was not a fool, besides, even if he was a fool, there was no reason to give himself a treasure so freely, he felt faintly uneasy in his heart, so he wanted to take back this gourd, but the speed at which the little devil sacrificed the magic weapon was too fast, and those treasures were also extraordinary, one after another, so he didn't have time to take it back.

However, at this time, Fang Xing's speed of throwing the magic weapon slowed down, and he took the last storage bag and poured it into his hand twice, but he didn't pour out anything more, so he had to reluctantly stuff the storage bag into his arms and frown.

Zhao Changhe also breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this little devil's magic weapon was finally over, his mother threw out so many treasures, how many storage bags did he have on him? But seeing Fang Xing stop, a burst of ecstasy instantly rose in his heart, and he shouted: "Little devil, do you think I don't know your mind? Hehe, you want to use these magic weapons to burst my gourd? That's a dream, just these things of you, you are far from being able to do this, today is destined to be your end, I am your nemesis!"

"Really?"

A smile appeared on Fang Xing's face, and he suddenly shouted: "I underestimate the little master, do you know what the little master's nickname is?"

As he spoke, he reached out and pulled down the ivory tower tied to his waist, and smashed it towards Zhao Changhe.

"What the fuck is really ......"

Zhao Changhe was originally saying cruel words, thinking that Fang Xing's magic weapon was gone, just saying a cool word, how could he have thought that he still had it, and he had the heart to stop collecting it, he was afraid that he would not be able to tolerate it, but seeing that the small ivory tower that Fang Xing threw over was very small, and the breath was not like a magic weapon, but like an ordinary ornament, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, subconsciously lifted the gourd, and took it away.

"Haha, do you still have it?"

Zhao Changhe accepted the ivory tower, breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and asked with a sneer.

However, at this time, Fang Xing just smiled, waved his hand and pinched a trick, and sneaked his mind.

Zhao Changhe's face suddenly changed, he felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly reversed the gourd, wanting to pour out some of the things inside, but at this moment, he suddenly heard a "bang" sound from the gourd, his face changed greatly, and he hurriedly pinched the trick, but before the trick was pinched, he only felt a numb palm, and hurriedly threw the gourd in his hand, and then watched the surface of the gourd floating in the air appear faint cracks, and it kept thickening and becoming clear, and then there was a bang......

The sky was full of blue air circulation, and the treasure of this talisman Dao Zhenzong, the spirit treasure that was born and grown, suddenly exploded at this time.

Countless magic weapons, with the explosion of the gourd, overflowed into the air, and then landed one after another, this is a real magic weapon rain, although I have just seen the appearance of the little devil throwing this magic weapon, but at this time, all the magic weapons are scattered at the same time, or let the cultivators look excited, unable to help themselves, it is just like a mortal saw a gold ingot falling from the sky......

"My Spirit Treasure ......"

"My gourd ......"

Two voices rang out at the same time, both with an indescribable distress and pity.

One is Zhao Changhe, whose heart is already in unspeakable pain, and his liver is so tight that he is almost dripping blood.

The other is Fang Xing, who is even more distressed than Zhao Changhe, and almost screams out and looks at the cracked gourd......

He has completely regarded the gourd as his own, but he didn't expect a mistake to blow it up!

What Zhao Changhe guessed just now was still a little inaccurate, Fang Xing had already regarded this gourd as his own, how could he be willing to blow it up, he went to throw the magic weapon inside, but he just wanted to fill it, and at the same time explore whether it would be completely cut off from his own divine thoughts after the magic weapon entered the gourd, through the Yin Yang God Demon Sword, he understood some of the characteristics of this gourd, one is that after all, it is made of heaven and earth, although it contains the law of the Great Dao, but some of the most basic characteristics are still there.

To put it simply, the real gourd is definitely not as strong as the iron gourd.

The second point, although there are some heavenly spirit and earth treasures in the world, but this gourd is obviously not, although it is a natural and long spirit treasure, but it is only picked at the edge of the chaos zone of the Gu Immortal Domain, it is not top-level, the space inside is limited, only about ten times the space of ordinary storage bags, and its most powerful peculiarity is not the storage, but the devouring spirit treasure.

In normal times, it is naturally enough to defend against the enemy, but Zhao Changhe encountered Fang Xing.

Needless to say, the treasures on the little devil's body are full of seven or eight, not counting the treasures obtained from the demon land, they are all extraordinary, and the higher the quality, the stronger the spiritual power contained, and after entering the gourd, the more space it will occupy, because these magic weapons will not stay in the gourd in peace, and the power of the laws of the gourd itself is needed to suppress, and after the laws of the gourd itself and the power of those magic weapons are balanced, the absorption capacity of the gourd will disappear.

Fang Xing fought with this idea, but even he didn't expect that this gourd was indeed extraordinary, and it actually contained so many of his treasures, and he had not been able to completely fill this gourd, so he had to sacrifice the small tower.

And one of the characteristics of this ivory tower is that it changes with the heart, and the size depends on the heart.

So, after being installed in the small tower, this gourd is like an additional unstable factor.

A trick pinched up, no matter how much space there was in it, it was filled up at once.

It's just that Fang Xing didn't want to urge it so much, meaning, fill this gourd, and lose the ability to accept things, but who would have thought that the small tower was in the gourd, and the connection with his divine consciousness was originally unstable, he just wanted the small tower to grow three times larger first, but it suddenly grew thirty times, and the result was that the gourd, which was already overwhelmed, exploded!

The heart is like a knife!

Zhao Changhe was shocked and anxious, and shouted anxiously, and Fang Xing, it was simply a miserable scream. (To be continued.) )

PS: My heart hurts, the gourd bursts, ask for comfort......