Chapter 631: Attacking the Heart Demon

Thinking of Qiushui Tianxin, Scholar Mo really wanted to meet the current sect master who could support the entire Zhihua Sect at a young age. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

But at this moment, he wanted to hear Xiao Yong's answer, he hoped that Xiao Yong's answer was the answer he wanted.

In ancient times, Intercepting Immortal Ridge was the first Terran traitor who joined forces with the hundred races of the world to bully the human race, and even if there was no such existence to open the way for the hundred races, the Mozong would not have been forced to close the mountain, and finally ...... In the end, the sect was destroyed and became the current Zhihua Sect.

Xiao Yong really wanted to destroy the Interception Immortal Ridge, he didn't deny it, and Mo Shusheng didn't doubt Xiao Yong's statement, Tie Qing's face receded.

Knowing the fate of the Mo Sect, such a task to destroy the Immortal Ridge, Mo Shusheng is duty-bound.

"But ......" Scholar Mo walked in front of the remnants left by the strange murderous thing, turned his head to Xiao Yong and said, "Come on some thunder fire, scholar, I want to refine a magic weapon." ”

Scholar Mo must have had a lot of magic weapons, but after entering this Fallen Soul Palace, he used a lot of magic weapons along the way, and the battle with strange and fierce creatures was worn out, and there was little left today.

"Xiao Yong, these things, you don't have to fight with the scholar, the scholar can see that you don't lack treasures," the ink scholar showed a mouthful of white teeth, urging: "Come on, lightning and fire! Scholar, I really want to refine magic weapons!"

The remnants left by the strange and ferocious creatures, Xiao Yong did not have to need it, so according to the proposal of the ink scholar, a pinch of the magic trick, a ball of thunder, fire and lightning condensed.

Scholar Mo took the thunder and lightning as a furnace for refining magic weapons, and used it to scorch away the impurities left by the strange murderous creatures, and then use it to smelt the impurities in the impurities except for the impurities.

The temperature of thunder and lightning is actually not very high, but it can't stand up to the mastery of Mo Shusheng's refining methods, not to mention that he has also added some catalytic substances to it.

After that, Scholar Mo threw the bamboo slip he had read earlier into it, and also withdrew the energy that he had integrated into the underground here.

And then...... The bamboo slip turned to absorb this energy, and also devoured the liquid material.

In the end, the bamboo slips are still bamboo slips, in terms of appearance, there is almost no change, but Xiao Yong can feel it clearly, it exudes a breath that makes his heart palpitate, and the most important thing is that there is a sense of secretly conforming to the way of heaven.

What can reflect this meaning is that there are two ancient characters on the back of the bamboo slips, and Xiao Yong knows it, which is the word "ink book".

The ink scholar took the ink book, his temperament changed suddenly, and there were countless killing spirits on his body, but it was a pity that he lacked a spiritual pen in his hand.

It's not that he doesn't have a spiritual pen, it's that his spiritual pen is a bald pen, and the pen is gone.

Xiao Yong shook his head when he saw it, took out a spirit pen and handed it over.

Scholar Mo looked left and right, full of disdain, and then pointed to Xiao Yong's hair, squeezed his eyes and said: "Come on some hair, scholar, I can see that your hair is very good, suitable for making pen tips." ”

Xiao Yong's hair is of course good, but he has cultivated for nine days, which is the best exercise in the body refining method.

Xiao Yong has cultivated his strong body with this exercise, and then there are exercises such as the Bone Painting Divine Technique and the Ink Palace Technique to refine his physical body, and there are even more transformations and seals, and the whole body is stronger than the spirit beasts of the same level.

And the material of the best spirit pen nib is nothing more than the fur and feathers of the spirit beast, and the brave flesh is stronger than them, and his hair is used to make the spirit pen......

Well, Xiao Yong himself thought it was feasible, took out the short knife, and prepared to cut off a handful of hair.

Cut and cut, the extremely sharp short knife didn't cut off the handful of hair!

The corners of Xiao Yong's mouth twitched, when did his hair become so tough?

The more tenacious he is, the more powerful the pen he refines, and with the ink book, his combat power may be able to return to its peak.

Xiao Yong saw the eager anticipation of the ink scholar, danced a few short knife dances, danced the hunting knife technique, and attached the bone element holy power to the blade, and then slashed down towards the handful of hair.

Finally, Xiao Yong finally cut off the handful of hair.

Mo Shusheng took it, and the thunder, fire and lightning that were not bravely withdrawn, and his blood, supplemented by secret methods, refined a pen that emitted a colorful halo.

The tip of the pen is on the barrel of the pen, and in an instant, a spirit pen of no low level appears.

The ink scholar was so satisfied, and Xiao Yong also felt good, and even for a moment, he wanted to cut off another handful of hair so that he could refine a spirit pen by himself.

But after thinking about it, he is brave and doesn't use the spirit pen much, and it is useless to refine it.

"But I can still find time to refine one, no! it's two! one for my senior sister, and one for the child in her womb......"

To refine the spirit pen and send out the spirit pen is also a matter of the future, and now what Xiao Yong has to do is to leave this underwater abyss with the ink scholar.

In fact, over the years, Scholar Mo has not stayed here in vain, in addition to gathering the power to change the strength and tenacity of the underground stones in the underground of this place, he is also looking for the origin of this place.

It is...... It's not such an easy place to get out because there are guards.

It was a guard who didn't move if he didn't get close, and Scholar Mo had teamed up with the strange beast to find it before, but he couldn't overcome it, of course, this was because the two of them didn't work together at all.

This time it was Xiao Yong who joined forces with the ink scholar, and he was a trustworthy fellow, not to mention that Xiao Yong's strength was stronger than that of the strange murderous thing, and he also had the help of the ink book and the spirit pen.

So they overcame the guard, and through the passage through which the guard had died, they went to the next place.

When they arrived at this new place, Xiao Yong and Mo Shusheng were very stunned, because this place was a ...... Where both meet.

Ink Palace, the Ink Hall of the Ink Temple.

The Zhihua Sect is different from the Mo Sect, but the place of the Ink Appreciation Hall is the same as the Ink Appreciation Hall of the Mo Sect.

It is full of ink, and all kinds of household objects are carved like ink.

Naturally, the place where Xiao Yong and Mo Shusheng arrived is not the Ink Palace, but it is also arranged and styled in this way.

The existence of the Ink Appreciation Hall is used to help those disciples who are just starting out to cultivate the Ink Hall Technique.

Those who have succeeded in cultivating the Ink Hall can also comprehend it if they go to the Ink Appreciation Hall to stay for a while.

This place is not for the two of them to comprehend the secret of the Mo Temple, this place is for killing.

The things carved from the ink-colored ink everywhere have condensed all kinds of strange monsters at this moment, but this kind of monster ...... They are all monsters turned into spirit beasts of people who once died at the hands of both.

These monsters had hideous faces, roared at the two of them, and also came towards the two of them.

Mo Shusheng reminded: "Xiao Yong, be careful, this is the heart demon, the heart demon." ”