Yang Qingshan has two spiritual weapons, a blood drinking sword, and a soul hook chain, the blood drink sword has been completely refined, but the soul hook chain has not had time to refine, as for the other party, he only has a pair of small hammers of nine grades, so Yang Qingshan has no power to fight back.

"Broken!"

Yang Qingshan had a spiritual weapon in his hand, suddenly let go of the soul hook chain in his hand, and rolled towards the middle-aged man like a giant dragon, taking advantage of the moment when the other party dodged, Yang Qingshan held the blood drinking sword, a shocking sword, as if it could break through the protection of the ring, which made the dragon team members outside nervous for a while, but they were relieved to see that the sword of the blood drinking sword was only released, and did not exert any power, but they were wondering why Yang Qingshan wanted to release useless tricks.

Whining......

A sword roared.

The middle-aged man in the ring didn't move, he took advantage of the hooking soul chain to take advantage of the situation, after all, it was the cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building, and it was still easy to grab a chain that had not been refined, but the middle-aged man looked at Yang Qingshan dumbfounded, and the blood drinking sword in his hand was gone, turning into a cloud of blood mist, shrouded in the ring.

"What the hell, I don't know the rules, it's red, what are we looking at. ”

"That is, it won't be cheating, I've heard that someone is secretly manipulating the gambling market and refunding the ticket. ”

"Refund, refund. ”

…………

The spectators in the stands who shouted for a refund of their tickets asked to withdraw from the gambling market because they could not see the situation in the ring because of the blood mist of the blood drinking sword.

"Don't be impatient, this is a normal method, and the results will come out later. A veteran gambler said, looking at the young men with disdain, and at those who were coming to the market for the first time.

"Really? It can still fog up. ”

"Fogging, you can fly, what is foggy. ”

"yes, wait a minute. ”

In the blood mist, Yang Qingshan released the weapon spirit of the blood drinking sword, a huge head that can spit mist, in Yang Qingshan's eyes, this head is very similar to a dragon's head, but it is a little more colorful and ugly.

"How can the dragon head be a dragon head?" Yang Qingshan said depressedly, looking at a small ring as if it had become a football field, in the blood mist, constantly changing, in the mist, there was terrible blood, as if he was on the sea.

"Roaring ......"

The spirit of the spirit weapon is not high, only simple wisdom, only knows how to kill, after being completely refined by Yang Qingshan The Blood Drinking Sword, the spirit of the Blood Drinking Sword also appeared for the first time, as if he hadn't woken up for many years, he was a little confused and spit red blood mist, a pair of cold and murderous eyes on his huge head, and the place around his neck was still dripping blood, as if he had just been cut off.

Yang Qingshan stared at his head, and a memory of the machine spirit appeared in Yang Qingshan's mind.

It turned out that it was not the dragon's head, but the head of the unicorn, which was cut off by a master, sealed in a huge red iron block, and then forged into a spiritual weapon, which was transferred to the hands of many people in the middle, and finally given to Yang Qingshan from the hands of the madman.

"There is really a divine beast like the unicorn in this world, but the master in the memory just now seems to be very young, it should be a disciple of a great sect in ancient times, he went out of the mountain to practice, and with the help of his senior brother, he cut off the head of the unicorn, but unfortunately, the entire unicorn was not sealed in the red iron block. Yang Qingshan said regretfully, looking up at the depths of the blood mist, where there was a powerful qi.

"The people of the White Tiger Martial Arts. ”

Yang Qingshan stared for a long time, and found that the middle-aged man was walking around in the blood mist, as if he found that he couldn't get out, so he began to refine the soul hook chain in his hand in a hurry, Yang Qingshan smiled, and didn't pay attention to it at all, because before throwing the soul hook chain out, Yang Qingshan had already dripping blood to recognize the master, but he didn't refine it, at this time, following the breath of the soul hook chain, Yang Qingshan beckoned, and the soul hook chain began to resist the middle-aged man, and flew up.

"Damn, Yang Qingshan's divine sense has actually reached the middle stage of foundation building, and he can't grab it for a while. The middle-aged man looked regretfully at the chains flying away, his eyes suddenly staring at the front of him, and he took out the small hammer in his hand.

Whew.

There were two pairs of small hammers, which became as big as a mountain, and reopened the blood mist, and Yang Qingshan appeared in the broken blood mist.

The small hammer slammed into the ground, Yang got up and shouted and dodged with an instantaneous step, and walked between the two hills, and the head of a huge blood Linlin on his shoulder opened his mouth and spat blood mist, staining Yang Qingshan's big flower shirt and pants red, like a bloody man, melted in the blood mist.

"Yang Qingshan, what kind of spiritual weapon are you, how can you exert the power of the treasure weapon, my God, this is, this is ...... The head of the unicorn. The middle-aged man exclaimed, even if his cultivation was one level higher than that of Qingshan, he would not dare to show off his might in front of the head of a unicorn, even if it was the tail of the unicorn himself.

"Escaped? Yang Qingshan looked at the middle-aged man running away depressedly, and glanced at the head on his shoulder suspiciously: "Was the Qilin very powerful in ancient times?"

Yang Qingshan didn't rush to chase the middle-aged man, but still glanced at the two hills behind him, released his divine sense, erased the divine consciousness above, and turned a pair of small hammers into his own magic weapons, and then added his small hammer, and flew out like stepping on a wheel, and after a while, he chased the middle-aged man.

"Don't come, don't come. The middle-aged man saw Yang Qingshan chasing after him, and sat on the ground with weak feet.

"Why are you running? This head isn't very strong. Qingshan said: "It's just the spirit of the lower grade spirit weapon." ”

"Don't you know the prophecy?" the middle-aged man asked in alarm, his face getting paler and paler.

"What prophecy?"

"The Kirin will come for revenge, and he will take his head to our log world for revenge. The middle-aged man said.

"What does it mean to take revenge?" Yang Qingshan asked in surprise.

"You don't even know what our world is, can you still say that you are an immortal cultivator?" ......the middle-aged man despised it, but looked at the head on Yang Qingshan's shoulder and said tremblingly: "The log world is our world, it is the origin of cultivating immortals, starting with a piece of heaven and earth born of a divine tree, and the unicorn is the guardian beast of the divine tree, but it was wiped out in ancient times, and their last unicorn made a curse before they died, saying that they would take their heads to take revenge, and our log world is finished." ”

Listening to the middle-aged man's words, Yang Qingshan didn't believe it at all, and smashed the other party's head with a finger.

"Idiot, in ancient times? was it hundreds of thousands of years ago or millions of years ago? When the legend has it that the unicorn appeared, it was everywhere for thousands of years, and it was really an idiot. Yang Qingshan said with disdain, he searched for the corpse's things, and was about to put the Qilin's head back into the Blood Drinking Sword, when the Qilin's head flew out, biting the chains that fell from the sky, making a clicking sound.

"Damn, come back. Yang Qingshan shouted.

"Click, click. ”

The unicorn bit the chain and fell to the ground, Yang Qingshan smiled bitterly and wanted to stop it, but found that it was useless, to deal with this kind of soul that had lost its spiritual wisdom in the refining process, they only knew how to devour.

"Forget it, you play slowly. Yang Qingshan said with a wry smile, lit a cigarette, waited in the blood mist for a while, and suddenly found that there was an extra thing on his shoulder, it was a unicorn head, and when he turned his head, there was an extra chain under the neck of the unicorn head, like a new body, but it was still bloody.

"Two artifacts have become one? ”

Yang Qingshan held the chain in his hand in surprise, and after the unicorn head returned to the Blood Drinking Sword, the Blood Drinking Sword had somehow turned into a prefix like a dragon head, and it was perfectly integrated with the chain.

"Medium-grade spiritual weapons, the two lower-grade spiritual qi have completely merged into a medium-grade spiritual weapon, why?" Yang Qingshan was surprised, and hurriedly looked at the Divine Dragon Compendium in the blood mist, and then understood everything.

Spirit weapons, treasure weapons, Taoist weapons, and legendary immortal weapons all have their own weapon spirits, they can devour each other, increase their strength, and enter the forging of the forging master, perfect upgrade, if the level of the machine spirit is very high, do not forge the forging of the forger, and directly complete the weapon upgrade.

"A high-level machine spirit, the Qilin is one. ”

Yang Qingshan looked at the list of artifact spirit levels on the Divine Dragon Compendium, the level of the Qilin was ranked in the top 100, and there were hundreds of thousands of rankings below, which showed how strong the level of the divine beast of the Qilin was, and it was only one head that could devour the upgrade level by itself.

"Rich. Yang Qingshan smiled, shook off the chain, and the soul hooking chain with the unicorn head spewed out a mouthful of blood mist into the air, and this time the blood mist was several times stronger than the previous one, as if it was raining.

"Good thing, from today onwards you will be called Qilintou, the name is simple and clear, easy to remember. Yang Qingshan smiled smugly.

Qilin Head paused, glanced at Yang Qingshan with murderous eyes, didn't take Yang Qingshan seriously, and continued to vomit blood.

"Close!"

Yang Qingshan was pulling the blood mist, and the blood mist in the ring was instantly drained, and it returned to the unicorn's head, and there was no blood left.

"Haha. He's dead. The stands finally erupted in cheers, and Yang Qingshan made money for them again.

Yang Qingshan got out of the ring in cheers, returned to the box, and saw the receptionist beauty and a stranger at a glance.

"Beauty, you can come, who is this man?" Yang Qingshan pointed to the strange man, who had a mustache and was in good spirits, stroking the beauty's thighs.

"Mr. Qin, this is Yang Qingshan, Mr. Yang, this is Mr. Qin, you talk slowly. The beauty said with a smile and twisted her waist and left the box.

"Mr. Yang. Mr. Qin ignored himself after seeing Yang Qingshan sit down, and took the initiative to say.

"What are you doing, assassinating me?" Yang Qingshan said jokingly.

"Hehe, Mr. Yang is joking, I'm here to talk to you about business. ”

"Oh, I like money. ”

"That's good, I want to know, did Mr. Yang win the match just now in order to lose in the final?" asked Mr. Qin.

"So you're the one who controls the game. Yang Qingshan looked at the other party's mustache and said.

"Well, I'm just an errand runner. Mr. Qin smiled.

"I lost 50 million in the semi-finals, and 100 million in the final, so of course I decided to ask for 100 million. Yang Qingshan said.

"Okay, Yang Qingshan is fast, let's sign a contract. Mr. Qin said with a sly smile, he would never like to make the gambling market deviate, and took out a contract and put it in front of Yang Qingshan.