After Chen Qiqi, who was the last to get up, finished washing up and finished breakfast, the Little Knife Alliance formed a formation and went down the mountain to Lin Hai, which was surrounded by magic vines.

Pang Xiaodao and Changkong took the lead, and as soon as they stepped into the edge of the forest sea, they caused several wrist-thick magic vines to entangle.

This magic vine is knotted everywhere, hard as iron, Pang Xiaodao spirit-level sword in his hand, using the water splitting sword technique, in the same place several times in a row, before cutting one, but was forced by the other few hands in a hurry, had to retreat to the open space behind him.

The same is true for the blades on the Eternal Ethereal Spirit-level top-grade battle armor, and it is difficult to hurt these difficult-to-judge grade weird demon vines at all.

Pang Xiaodao and Changkong retreated, Ning Ji and Li Mingwei staggered, and the force made seven points, and the powerful sword fell, only three points were injured, and the sword was waved for a week, and the strength increased to nine points, and finally it was cut in two, so that the lower half of it contracted and retreated, coiled into the ground, and did not dare to commit again.

Even so, it only hurt one of them, and the two Saint Son-level masters were forced to be clumsy by the rest of the demon vines that stretched and entangled like living creatures, and it was difficult to advance an inch.

It's tricky, everyone looks at each other.

Mingwei took the knife. Pang Xiaodao shouted, and a red light pierced through the air, it was a pseudo-holy weapon flame knife.

Li Mingwei took the knife in his hand, and only slashed diagonally, and the three demon vines broke in unison, shrinking and retreating.

Stunned and looking at the big knife weighing three hundred catties in his hand, Li Mingwei suddenly said with a sigh: "Holy weapon, give it to me?"

"You think beautifully. ”

Pang Xiaodao casually threw the shortest Lingfeng Sword to Li Yu, and then held Liufeng and Hanxue in each hand, and said handsomely: "You appeared late, these holy weapons have been promised to Guo'er, Lin Rou, Jingjing, Xingyu, Chen Xin and Li Yu in advance, and when they gather in the middle and late stages of the Spirit Realm, they will be completely owned by them, and I am only in charge of it now." ”

Seeing Long Guo'er and Luo Xingyu smiling proudly, nodding their heads in acquiescence, Li Mingwei was disappointed, and said with a glint in his eyes: "Before leaving the ruins of Luoshenzong, can this holy knife be used by me?"

Grandma's legs, the grade of this holy knife is definitely higher than that in the hands of the ancestors of the two great protectors, it is simply a knife in hand, I have it in the world, this feeling is too exciting, too charming.

As a martial artist, in addition to his wife's original match, the divine weapon is the second mother-in-law, how can he not love it, he holds a heavy flame knife in his hand, and he is suddenly reluctant to let go.

"As you wish, this heavy knife is in your hand, and it is considered to be of full use. ”

Pang Xiaodao smiled and nodded, and asked Li Mingwei to kiss the back of the knife excitedly, laughing.

"Then before this Ling Feng sword came out of the Luoshen Ruins, it also belonged to me. ”

Li Yu held the ingenious and unpretentious Lingfeng sword, waved it at will, and suddenly felt the sharpness of its broken sky, and then glanced at the scabbard, the heavenly killer turned out to be a saint-level, it was really thunder and thunder, and the luxury was boundless.

With a sword in his right hand and a sheath in his left, he suddenly couldn't put it down, and he also played a scoundrel.

"It's also enjoyable for my sister. ”

Yan Jingjing flew up and snatched away the Hanxue sword, this sword handle is like a drop of water, on the lotus platform, the blade is full of snow, it is the most beautiful of the six pseudo-holy weapons.

"Lovon. Pang Xiaodao let out a low scream, returned to the sheath of the flowing wind, and threw it casually: "This thin sword, you can use it for the time being." ”

"Thank you, Lord. Luo Feng took it in ecstasy, and then excitedly passed it on to his younger brother Luo Jin beside him.

The likes of the family, the holy weapon-level weapon Danfan can touch it, it is enough to comfort his life, which shows their mood at the moment.

"Alliance Master, there should be three more holy weapons, right?" asked a sixth-layer captain from the Kaishan Sect like a red-eyed rabbit.

Pang Xiaodao took out the remaining three pseudo-holy weapons one by one, threw them to the three captains, and then said solemnly: "Everyone is passing it on, except for Li Yu and Ming Wei, out of this magic vine forest, the remaining four holy weapons need to be returned immediately, it's not that I won't continue to use it for you, but this holy weapon will bring you a catastrophe of death." ”

"Got it, got it. Yan Jingjing, Lin Rou, and Long Guo'er were playing with the beautiful and incomparable Hanxue Sword, and the more they looked at it, the more they couldn't turn their eyes, I don't know if they listened.

"Brother Knife, it's all sent out, so what do you use yourself?" Long Guo'er became more and more well-behaved day by day, and asked with great concern.

"I have this. Pang Xiaodao slowly pulled out the coiled dragon spear, pulled it halfway, and couldn't help but hold it in his left hand again, this gun weighed more than six hundred catties, under six times the gravity, relying on the four-layer cultivation of Tuohai alone, it was really difficult to hold the end with one hand and hang it up.

Everyone was stunned, and they no longer dared to ignore this extremely inconspicuous heavy gun that looked black and inconspicuous, and Luo Feng, who was used to making guns, was even sharper-eyed.

This gun is three meters long and six, the serpentine head, the top side is thin, the whole head is more than a foot long, the black light flashes, the edge is extremely sharp, it is a nine-curved gun made by the ancient method.

Seeing that he was happy, he couldn't help but jump out of the crowd, and said shyly: "Can Feng touch it?"

And then. ”

Pang Xiaodao threw out the coiling dragon spear high, Luo Feng flew up, and raised his hands to catch it, but it fell to the ground with a bang, leaving two deep footprints.

Dancing for a week, the dragon spear pointed obliquely at the ground, still five inches away, but the ground was like a violent wind sweeping, drawing a ditch of earth, and even one of the huge stones was shattered into slag.

High-level artifacts?

Everyone's eyes froze, compared to the power in front of them, the original six holy weapons were dwarfed, this gun must be a high-level holy weapon, and the high grade of the casting material was unimaginable.

Pang Xiaodao's eyes were also condensed, Qinglian did not come out, the original appearance of the coiling dragon spear was almost indistinguishable from the six pseudo-holy weapons, and the scene in front of him must be the change brought about by the Qinglian Holy Beast refining the essence of those few black and green phoenix blood god crystals on the tip of the spear with a secret method.

Through the god-level soul eye, only the spear head part should be upgraded to the level, but what if the entire spear body can be upgraded again?

Pang Xiaodao's heart was pounding, and he was suddenly extremely eager to obtain the black, blue, and purple phoenix blood god crystals.

Bang, one step forward, bang, two steps to jump, Luo Feng rushed to the edge of the demon vine forest sea, attracting more than ten demon vines to pierce him, and then swept with a shot.

Silently, before the actual contact, the spear passed, the empty broken vines flew, all the magic vines were broken inch by inch, and only the small half of the bottom was left to retreat.

What is especially incredible is that this holy relic is actually a soft gun, and after sweeping, it presses a wonderful arc, and it still bounces back, and the head of the gun is buzzing endlessly.

"Happy. ”

The bald Luo Feng laughed heartily, turned around and strode over, holding a heavy gun in his hand, holding his head high and saying: "Thank you to the alliance leader, you have to make this gun, and there is no regret about dying well." ”

Pang Xiaodao took the spear, put it on his shoulder, looked at the eager crowd, and asked loudly, "Do you want to try?"

"Yes!" the crowd responded.

"Think of a ball, and when you try it one by one, it's going to be dark. Pang Xiaodao said, suddenly pointed the gun forward, and shouted: "Kill!"

"Kill, kill, kill!" the crowd screamed and pounced on the front like a tiger out of the box.

Pang Xiaodao carried a spear and swept the formation in the middle, six pseudo-holy weapons, no, it was seven, and Ning Ji also took out the holy weapon-level Yanhong knife.

The reason why the holy weapon makes Wu Xiu crazy is that it is indestructible, far from being comparable to a spirit-level weapon.

The seven holy weapons rushed forward like chopping melons and vegetables, heartily, and everyone who saw it was eager to try, shouting "It's me, it's me."

Especially Yan Jingjing, who danced wildly with snow, everyone invariably avoided some, thinking about the scene where the eldest sister was carrying a chicken outside the mask and dragging the alliance leader boss to open the door, and then to all kinds of meat and vegetarian words and deeds, that tough, that invincible, even the alliance leader has to pay tribute three times in the morning and evening on weekdays, who dares to be disrespectful?

Waiting for Lin Rou to take away the Hanxue Sword unbearably, Yan Jingjing turned her head and aimed at the coiling dragon spear, but she couldn't refuse, and ran away directly from Pang Xiaodao's hand.

The sharpness of the coiling dragon spear is terrifying, and there is no need to exert force at all, just by handing out the tip of the spear, the casting material itself can reveal five inches of black spear qi, and smash the magic vine inch by inch.

The magic weapon, when it comes to the hand, no one is willing to let go, there is no way to be entangled, and the three holy weapons in the hands of Ning Ji and the Li brothers are also occasionally passed on.

One true and seven false, eight holy weapons are lined up side by side, and a broad avenue of more than ten meters wide is opened in the dense forest of towering trees.

Everyone in the Little Knife Alliance is fighting bravely to be the first, just to make the holy weapon fast, and the morale is skyrocketing.

First of all, the two forces on the left and right, scratching their ears and cheeks, and frowning, found that this place was abnormal, and followed them into the forest with a cheeky skin, which in turn attracted other forces to rush in, and the people behind the Little Knife Alliance were like dragons.

Pang Xiaodao and the others turned a blind eye, and looked at each other and smiled, this is a favor from the water, people's hearts are flesh and blood, let many forces of the Seven Star Kingdom accept this kindness, there will be a reward, even if a few people secretly make stumbling blocks for this, it is also a good thing.

Miles forward, the magic vines became more and more bizarre, and many of them mimicked the shape of a snake, and they were vivid.

Li Yu slashed and slashed, handed the Ling Feng short sword to a Li family disciple who begged for each other with a dead face, strode back, and said in a condensed voice: "Alliance leader, this may be a thousand-faced demon vine?"

Hearing a bit of joy in his voice, Pang Xiaodao couldn't help but ask, "Do you know this thing?"

It's no wonder that he feels strange, Ning Ji has a quiet personality, is tolerant of loneliness, and is good at reading, so he has a wide range of things about wild beasts and herbs.

"For you, it's a peerless treasure that won't be exchanged. ”

Li Yu nodded and said: "The preciousness of the thousand-faced demon vine lies in the word thousand faces in front of the name, in addition to the desolate beasts, there are not only rare soul beasts that are unique in ten thousand, but also some rarer spiritual plants, called mountain spirits, just like this thousand-faced demon vine that has been absent from the Western Continent for nearly a thousand years. ”

Whetting the appetite of Pang Xiaodao and the people around him, he said: "Ordinary thousand-faced demon vines can only mimic long strip-shaped living creatures, but according to legend, as long as the king is contaminated with the blood of some living creatures, he can flawlessly personify his face, complexion and hair, which is the supreme magic weapon for human camouflage and disguise. ”

Good job!

Everyone around them all turned their eyes to the lazy guy sitting on the back of the elephant king, and the disguise still needs to change the voice, walk and demeanor to cooperate, most of the martial arts are not good at this, but that guy used to disguise himself as a woman, and entered the Luo Shen Kingdom in a grand manner, turning over the river and the sea without showing his traces.

Thinking about it with his ass, he also knows that he must be good at this, if he is allowed to obtain this king-level thousand-faced demon vine and incarnate into tens of millions, just thinking about it, no one will be calm.

"Who, hurry up and let Brother Chang Kuan come out with a holy weapon. ”

Pang Xiaodao wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and said without shame: "Brother Chang Kuan, my brother's happiness in the second half of his life depends on you." ”

"Don't worry, I have a brother. ”

Chang Kuan stretched out his hands extremely reverently, picked up the dragon spear handed by Long Guo'er, laughed and rushed forward.

"Alliance leader, this thing, I am from...... I borrowed an ancient book called the Classic of Mountains and Seas, and I saw that it was just a guess, and I might not be able to do it accurately. Li Yu said a little shyly.

"Since you dare to say it, you are naturally a little sure, and you can't be wrong. ”

Pang Xiaodao said, and shouted forward: "Chang Kuan, if you can lure the vine king out, I will borrow the dragon spear for you for a few more days." ”

"Alliance leader, you can't break your word. ”

Chang Kuan held the coiling dragon gun in his hand tightly, not to mention that he couldn't put it down, and he couldn't wait to sleep with it at night.