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Qi Lin rushed over and looked at Pang Bi's body.

The Cloud Piercing Arrow followed his mind back to the Ancient Tuli of China.

"I didn't expect the envoy to have a Xuantian magic weapon. The white ape appeared, and it was also shocking to see Qi Lin kill Pang Bi with an arrow just now.

Qi Lin himself didn't expect that these archaeological excavated cultural relics would actually become treasures, and he followed his soul to the desolate world. However, there are still a few things such as water cannons and Chiyou flags that have not been lit up in the ancient map of China.

"Xuantian magic weapon?"

"Yes, the magic weapon of the desolate world is divided into four types, the day after tomorrow, the Xuantian, the supreme heaven and the congenital. The white ape explained: "The magic weapons refined below the saints are all acquired magic weapons, and they are the most powerful in the flood wilderness, and the strength of the magic weapons depends on the mana realm of the monk himself, and the powerful monks can also use the acquired magic weapons to compete with the more advanced magic weapons." ”

"The Heavenly Magic Weapons are all treasures refined by the ancestors of the Sage Sect, and the materials refined by these treasures are rare in the wilderness, with the name of the gods, the Mandate of Heaven, its power has approached the thirty-three heavens, and it should be the Supreme Heaven. ”

"As the name suggests, the innate is a treasure born with the flood wilderness, these magic weapons are extremely powerful, even the name of the 'ancestor' level god must be afraid of three points, and the monks who are not in the realm can only end up with a soul destroying if they want to control it. ”

"As for the Xuantian magic weapon...... It is the magic weapon refined by the Nine Heavens Xuannu Niangniang, the Nine Heavens Xuannu is the most peculiar and mysterious god name in the desolate world, she has refined many magic weapons, and has been able to form a vein of herself, higher than the day after tomorrow, weaker than the heavens, so it is called Xuantian. ”

The white ape spoke eloquently, and Qi Lin listened very seriously.

The identification of the four types of magic weapons is also very simple, the acquired magic weapon does not change, the Xuantian magic weapon can shake the sky, the heavenly magic weapon makes the sky tremble, and the innate magic weapon is the 'thirty-three heavens' to be awe-inspired.

However, using the Sky Shaking Bow and the Cloud Piercing Arrow almost exhausted Qi Lin's true qi, if he hadn't cultivated the Liangyi Creation Body, even if he killed Pang Bi with that arrow just now, he would have been seriously injured.

"Is the so-called battle of the gods to kill each other?" Qi Lin sighed as he looked at Pang Bi's dead body.

"Even if there is no god list, the god names will still kill each other, but the god list makes this kind of killing more peaceful. The white ape touched his long beard.

"What a world of the jungle. Qi Lin muttered to himself.

The white ape nodded, feeling that this sentence was too quintessential. "It's been like this since ancient times!"

"Qi Qi, are you okay?" Qi Lin asked.

Qi Qi shook his head, looking like he had just done a simple warm-up exercise.

Qi Lin untied Pang Bi's storage bag, and there was a Sumeru space inside. Huang Feihu is a general of Yin Shang, and Pang Bi, who is the envoy of the gods, also has a lot of things, most of which are pills for qi replenishment and qi training, and these pills can just be used for himself to cultivate and practice qi in the Nine Heavens.

In addition to the gang chain gun, Qi Lin found another magic weapon of the 'Thorn Pig Spear', the magic weapon needs to be controlled by thoughts, obviously Pang Bi's thought cultivation has not yet arrived at home, otherwise he would have been able to control the two magic weapons to attack himself just now.

Qi Lin then found the Yin Shang General's sigil, the wine and food offered by other tribes, and a few volumes of documents.

Qi Qi indifferently watched Qi Lin look around in the storage bag, and sat aside to digest Huang Feihu's destiny.

"Found it. Qi Qi opened his eyes and saw that there was an extra black book in Qi Lin's hand.

"Is this what the messenger is looking for?" asked the white ape.

"This is his 'Netherworld Nine Fingers', I have too few supernatural powers now, and I can use them for self-defense. "Pang Bi's Nether Finger just now has caused a lot of trouble.

The white ape thought so.

Qi Lin then turned out something similar to an edict and read it carefully, "Ten Thousand Beasts Without Borders, it turns out that Huang Feihu came to the Ten Thousand Beasts Wilderness this time to gather all the tribes to protect the flags and go to the court, and Emperor Xin wants to open the Ten Thousand Beasts Without Borders." ”

"Ten Thousand Beasts Boundless Banner is the magic weapon of heaven, the legend is that there are a total of twelve of these flags, of which nine flags are given to the nine tribes of the Ten Thousand Beasts Wilderness to guard the wilderness, and the twelve can be gathered to open up the 'Ten Thousand Beasts Without Borders' array, which is very good. "The white ape has also heard of the power of the boundless flags of all beasts.

"Is that good, can you deal with me?" Qi Qi asked playfully.

"With the current realm of the king, I am afraid that it will be more than auspicious to enter this array. The white ape said bluntly.

"Brother, let's grab it. Qi Qi licked her tongue, she was a little interested.

Qi Lin is having this plan, at the beginning of next month, it will be the meeting of the guardians of the Pixiu tribe's banner banner, and the winner will escort the Pixiu banner to the song, and by the way, the wish of the original soul of this body will be ended.

"Then let's get ready, and we'll go back to the Pixiu tribe later. Qi Lin smiled: "I can't wait to go back and see the expression of that young master named Shang Ci." ”

Pixiu tribe.

The flag-and-flag meeting is in full swing.

Hundreds of adult men of the tribe fought fiercely for the rights of the guardian of the 'Pixiu Banner', this time it was different from the past, in addition to the Pixiu Banner that could protect the Pixiu Clan, they also had to go to the capital of Yin Shang 'Chaoge', which was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for the tribal warriors who were trapped in the wilderness of the Seven Dangerous Mountains all year round.

The tribal patriarch Shang Qi and several elders were sitting and watching the competition venue, with a big banner inserted behind Shang Qi, the flag was engraved with ancient patterns, and there was a Pixiu totem in the middle.

"I think that the guardian of the Pixiu banner this time is none other than Yang Jun, and the left and right protectors are given by Shang Meng, and Shang Meng can take on it. An elder looked at the battle and judged.

"That's right, Yang Jun is worthy of being a once-in-a-century genius of our clan, and when he came back from the training in Yuanshan, he actually opened up the Tiangang vein, and he reached the seventh level of qi training. ”

"It seems that the disappearance of the wolf child did not hit Yang Jun, but allowed her to concentrate more on strengthening her martial arts, not bad, not bad. ”

Listening to the elders' words, Shang Qi couldn't help but have a smile on his face.

In the field, a girl in brown leather clothes is confronting a powerful man, the girl is graceful, slim, with long satin hair, starry eyes and red lips, wheat-colored skin, and a forehead ornament on her forehead.

She is the daughter of Shang Qi, Shang Yangjun.

"Sister Yang Jun is really powerful, she has actually cultivated to the seventh level of Qi training. The young man who confronted her was about eighteen or nineteen years old, but he was very old and had a calm look in his eyes.

Shang Meng, the eldest son of Shang Li, the second elder of the Pixiu tribe.

Shang Yangjun was silent, his eyes were like stagnant water.

Shang Meng didn't dare to be careless, took a deep breath, and ran the black and white Hun Yuan Jue, which was a technique inherited from the Pixiu tribe, which could deepen cultivation and mana, with a total of seven realms.

Shang Meng exhaled slightly, and the true qi of the flood desolation turned into two rays of black and white light that bypassed his whole body.

"Qi is like black and white, Jing Wei is separated, Brother Shang Meng's black and white Hun Yuan Jue has reached the sixth layer of 'mellow' realm?" Shang Yangjun said calmly.

"Although I only have six true qi, the black and white Hunyuan Jue has been mellowed, Yang Jun, you have to worry. Shang Meng shouted loudly and slapped his palm.

A big mudra of true qi slapped down heavily towards Shang Yangjun, this handprint was powerful, like a bear's paw, even if it was a thousand catties of boulders, it would be shattered.

This 'Pixiu Big Split' immediately surprised the rest of the tribe.

"Amazing, worthy of Shang Meng, this Pixiu big splitting palm cultivation is so strong. ”

"Even if Shang Yangjun has the True Qi Sevenfold, it is not easy to deal with. ”

Pixiu's big palm slashed down, Shang Yangjun squinted, his willow eyebrows were raised, and the palm of his palm was also struck with a big slash of Pixiu, and the two big palm prints of true qi collided together, sending out a huge vibration, and the entire mountain forest was trembling.

"What? Shang Yangjun can actually compete with Brother Meng's split?"

Several elders were stunned.

Shang Yangjun's feet moved, and he swept quickly, Shang Meng ran the sixfold peak true qi, and his palms split together, and countless palm shadows covered the sky.

Every palm shadow will be smashed to pieces.

With a wave of the girl's long sleeves, the true air turned all over her body, turning into an umbrella-like barrier, allowing the palm shadow to hit, Shang Yangjun tiptoed a little, and passed through the palm shadow extremely quickly.

"Black and white!"

The girl's left and right fingers were a little empty, and she clicked on Shang Meng's two rib acupoints.

This point is like a butterfly wearing flowers, elegant and freehand, two true qi pierced Shang Meng's chest, the young man's body stiffened, and the pain was incomparable, "Ah!" he stepped on his feet, stood up strongly, and his arms were like bear hugs.

Pixiu hugging pile!!

This hug seemed to be brought in by a ferocious Pixiu beast, and it was almost a lose-lose move.

Shang Yangjun's silent fingers touched again, avoiding the man's hug, and then the palm struck his chest, and a burst of true qi knocked Shang Meng to the ground.

The girl's light and agile steps are a xuan, the green silk dances with her, and her fingers are really angry.

"The seventh layer of the black and white Hun Yuan Jue is in the realm of 'Ruyi'?"

The crowd was amazed.

"Amazing, powerful, the Shang beggar patriarch is really blessed, the daughter can cultivate the black and white Hun Yuan Jue to the highest level at the age of seventeen. ”

"It's worthy of being a genius of my clan!"

The elders also said with admiration.

"Brother Shang Meng is okay, right?" Shang Yangjun asked calmly.

Shang Meng clutched his chest, "Thank you Sister Yangjun for your mercy, I am ashamed of myself." ”

"It's a pity that you can't use the magic weapon in the competition, otherwise Brother Meng's 'Tianqianpan' Yang Jun is afraid that he will not be defeated. ”

"Hehe, the flag guard depends on its own strength, the magic weapon can't represent anything, and besides, Yangjun's sister also has a 'water wave mirror'"

Shang Meng ran his true qi, and the tribal doctor hurriedly came to take care of it.

Shang Yangjun won and sat on the seat next to his father, and Shang Qi looked at his daughter with satisfaction: "You did a good job, I thought that Shang Xuan was dead, you would be depressed, and my father was too worried." ”

"My daughter has already figured it out, life and death depend on your own strength. Shang Yangjun shook his head. "Besides, Shang Xuan has a cowardly personality, maybe there will be such a day sooner. ”

"Cowardice is a big taboo for cultivation!" Shang begged for a sigh.

Next is another game, the winner will compete with Shang Yangjun for the right to be the guardian of the Pixiu flag, and if you become the guardian of the Pixiu flag, you can have the 'Pixiu flag' to cultivate, which is an opportunity for the cultivators of the Nine Heavens of True Qi to become stronger.

Shang Ci swaggered onto the test table under the gaze of everyone.

He shook his fan and looked at the tribal disciples with contempt: "Whoever wants to be humiliated by me should go up as soon as possible, I still want to learn from Sister Yangjun." ”

Shang Ci also has the strength to practice the sixth layer of qi, but he has cultivated the ancestral 'Heavenly Separation Technique', his magical powers are like cannons, he leaves no room for moves, and he will be seriously injured if he does not die.

"I abstain. ”

The disciple who was supposed to be on stage abstained from voting, and he didn't want to spend the next few months in bed.

"Those who know the times are Junjie!" Shang Ci sneered.

Seeing him so proud, the tribal disciple was angry and helpless, and could only hope that Shang Yangjun could come back in humiliation, but with her character, I am afraid she would not do so.

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly broke off.

"Just let me be your opponent!"

Hearing this familiar voice, Shang Yangjun's eyelids suddenly lifted.

When everyone looked at it, they saw a young man in sackcloth walking out.

Everyone was in an uproar.

"Impossible, you're not dead?" Shang Ci shouted.

The young man in Mai sneered and said, "The surprised expression of being a thief is really wonderful!"

Come.

Qi Lin also!