No one can need a bag more urgently than Zhao Zhichao.

Because no one's strength is close to him, the magic weapon of the Nine Realms is a bubble in front of him, and how to protect the bubble is to throw it into another space.

And inside the bag is another space.

The bag itself is not a high-level magic weapon, it only needs to write a space spell on a piece of cloth and stabilize it with runes, and that's it.

And the creation of the magic weapon of the Nine Realms, the cost of heaven and earth treasure alone is unimaginable, let alone the labor cost.

Zhao Zhichao's hand is also hard-won.

But he felt that there was no use for birds, because the most important role of the night estimate of the dead grass heart is to warn the carrier, and within half an hour it will encounter death, and with early warning, the carrier can escape to a large extent.

It is also a life-saving magic weapon in disguise.

But it is useless here in Zhao Zhichao.

Because no one could hurt him, even if it was a high-ranking and inviolable Divine Monarch in the eyes of the immortals, for him, it was just a punch, and even the effort spent was about the same.

"Brother Zhao, you mean that this magic weapon can warn of death?"

Yan Mingxu's eyes were even more greedy.

He has now lost the protection of the sect, and he has offended many people, and he is also afraid of others seeking revenge when he is with Zhao Zhichao, so he is very interested in this kind of life-saving magic weapon that can predict the death of the carrier in advance.

Zhao Zhichao Shi Ran nodded: "Yes, you only need to inject a small amount of spiritual power into the carrier, and you can activate the warning within seven days." ”

"With just a little spiritual power, it's enough to last for seven days?!"

Yan Mingxu's face was full of incredulity.

"Yes, once the seven-day time is up, you only need to inject spiritual power again, and you can continue to maintain the seven-day warning. ”

That's what an alarm is.

Looking at Yan Mingxu's wonderful expression, Zhao Zhichao had reason to doubt that this guy had done a lot of bad things and offended many people, so he was so interested in the life-saving magic weapon.

Sure enough, Yan Mingxu happily handed over Da Luo's Qianfang bag to Zhao Zhichao.

"Brother Chao, this Da Luo Qianfang bag is really not worth mentioning compared to your Nine Realms magic weapon, and I am embarrassed to use this bag to exchange it with you, everything in it is now yours. ”

After speaking, he very consciously grabbed the Night Estimation Death Grass Heart from Zhao Zhichao's hand, and quickly injected spiritual power to activate it.

The heart of the dead grass also turned from withered yellow to tender green, and in the blink of an eye, new shoots and vines grew, climbing directly up along Yan Mingxu's wrist.

"What is this?"

Yan Mingxu had never seen such a magical magic weapon.

"Don't be afraid, it only connects with you, and within half an hour before death approaches, it quickly turns yellow, and finally reverts to that little yellow branch of grass. ”

Yan Mingxu suddenly, very comfortably, let the heart of the dead grass in the night wrap around his entire body.

Then it withered rapidly.

Without waiting for Yan Mingxu to react, Yun Zhouhe took the lead and pointed to the rear: "Someone is following!"

Who?

Who would be so bold as to follow the cloud boat of the Xuan Thunder Sect!

Yan Mingxu's dark face was very ugly, his eyes widened, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I'm sorry, Brother Zhao, I'm going to affect you this time, and the person behind is very likely to come to kill me." ”

It is not difficult for Zhao Zhichao to guess this reason, how can anyone really go to the dangerous place of Huhe Mountain with him as soon as his mind is hot, there must be some special reason that makes him willing to pay such a big price to follow him.

Yun Zhouhe's face was gloomy and uncertain, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

But now he finally figured out why Yan Mingxu was reluctant to leave when he was in the tea stall, and he was willing to donate money and paste it up.

It turns out that there is an enemy.

If that's the case, what about the big brother who looks even stronger?

If he has an enemy, isn't it even more powerful, you know, now that there are no three sects and five factions in Wuzhou, the enemy has no fear of seeking revenge.

"It's okay, not coming for me. ”

Zhao Zhichao said lightly, and sat on the comfortable soft seat of Yunzhou.

Yan Mingxu's face was very ugly, but he couldn't say anything, so he had to stand beside Yun Zhouhe, his eyes roaming the clouds, and his expression was vigilant.

To be honest, he didn't know who it would be.

He has cultivated for ninety years, and now that he has reached the Nine Realms, the Xuan Dilei Sect does not value him too much, but just arranges for him to do some inconsequential things, such as going out to purchase, sending some things to the friends of the sect leader and elders, etc., so there are not too many magic weapons on his body.

On the way to procurement, as well as in the process of hunting in the mountains, it is inevitable to encounter hunters from local sects, once or twice, it is nothing, but over the years, he has been a thorn in the side of various forces, and there are not a few good hands who have been injured by him.

This is unavoidable in competition.

Others don't know, the sect doesn't understand, fortunately, the Xuan Dilei Sect and the Tianjing Fire Source are in the same sect and lineage, and the prestige of the other party is enough to deter the younger generation, but now, the three sects and five factions of Wuzhou have gone, and he no longer has anyone to protect him.

At that time, he was in the southernmost part of the Fuze world, in the hot and unusually hot West Sui Lieyang Mountain, chasing the legendary spirit beast, Miqing Fire Deer, which was about to be found, and at that time, the two major forces near the West Sui Lieyang Mountain launched a siege on him.

Originally, they were still curious about why they didn't care about the Xuan Thunder Sect coming to retaliate, but after coming out of the mountain, they learned that the three sects and five factions of Wuzhou had all been destroyed by the immortal stone, and the land sank into the big lake.

It is inevitable that there is some emotion in my heart.

Ninety years after cultivating the Tao, even if the sect is indifferent and ruthless to him, it will inevitably produce a sad mood of rabbit death.

In the distance, a ship appeared.

Hung with black sails on three sides, the big ship was surrounded by countless magic circles, and under the big ship was a dark cloud of thunder and thunder.

"Jincang Poison Cloud Gang, Yuanzhou Jincang Cave... Thundercloud ship, it seems that the ghost gang leader personally took action, hehe, I have long known that this old guy can't bear it, but I didn't expect him to be the first to appear. ”

Yan Mingxu's two big hands were opened, and the vine armor woven by the heart of the dead grass withered and fell off, revealing a knotted body, he was a monk of the Nine Realms, and the speed of chanting was not slow, and after a while, he mobilized the spirit of heaven and earth, and a fierce thunder was brewed in his hands.

All of a sudden, the thunder rang out.

However, the thunder light on Yan Mingxu's body alone was a bit thunderous and rainy compared to the thundercloud ship that seemed to be the magic weapon of the Nine Realms, and in addition, the people on that ship were not ordinary people, and they were all notorious.

I only heard a cold snort, coming from the ship, from the thunder and wind, very clear.

"Hehe, do you think that if you find two brothers from the Heavenly Crystal Fire Source, you will be safe and sound?"