Chapter 247 Shot, the power of ink bird painting

Not long after An Ji rushed out, many treasures with treasure light brushed past him, reaching out and grabbing it, but there was nothing, as if he had been teased. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

An Ji was annoyed in his heart, and he put an off-white ring on his ten fingers, which was the kind of guardian ring that could be forcibly teleported out of any area, and he was ready to use great perseverance and great means to collect the treasure, and this ring was the best means of protection.

An Ji also has the skill of the sleeve, which can quickly collect the treasure, but most of those treasures are full of power, often break free or can't catch up, and it often takes a long time to get the same, and it is also a material pill, without too much spirituality, otherwise it will definitely have to mess up An Ji's sleeve Qiankun technique.

An Ji swung out the demon sword, at this time the endless treasure was placed in front of him, and he didn't care about exposing the demon sword, and the extremely fast demon sword took An Ji all the way to cut down all kinds of treasures and collect them, although the speed was not as good as those "immortals", but it could also have some gains.

A golden cup suddenly passed by An Ji's side, which immediately caused An Ji's reaction, and his eyes were red and he stared at the flying Jin Cup and chased after him, and the golden cup that was not yet the size of a palm once smashed on his back, although it did not hurt him, but it angered him.

Jinbei seems to be really arrogant, rampage all the way, has already attracted the attention of many people, but the speed is too fast and there are other treasures around to restrain the mind, so they all give up.

A ball of pure Confucianism and Taoism emerged from An Ji's right palm, and when the golden cup hit him again, it slapped fiercely on its body, and the golden cup hummed, as if he didn't expect An Ji to attack it, and it was so sharp.

Confucianism and Taoism quickly refined the golden cup, it trembled violently, but it couldn't escape, there were still a large number of treasures rampage, An Ji looked hot, the gold cup was already in the bag for him, and another golden flame rose from the skin, and also followed the refining of the gold cup, but a few breaths were successfully refined by An Ji, and then thrown into the sleeve.

The golden flame rising from the skin is the Olympic flame that An Ji auctioned in Huangquan City, this flame has a great tempering effect on the body, almost every day has a new atmosphere, the effect is outrageous, so An Ji also began to study it well, and it has long been used, and now it is a miracle.

An Ji stayed in place for a long time to refine the gold cup and was noticed by many people, and then immediately someone shot at An Ji, although the demon sword in An Ji's hand looked sharp, but it didn't feel mysterious and powerful like the gold cup, but they were not weak treasures, and they were still in the hands of a young child, so it was strange not to covet them.

In addition to the survival of the Taiyi Sect and Lu Nianzong and other human cultivators, there are also two cultivators who are still alive when they entered this place from the beginning of the West Sea, they have survived those difficult years together, and they seem to be overseas cultivators, and the one who made the move was one of them.

Several banners surrounded An Ji, and the yin wind was gusting inside, and the ghosts were crying wolves, and they were actually evil cultivators.

An Ji suddenly felt nauseous, the fishy smell in these few Yin Soul Flags was extremely strong, and the surrounding air was also pure filth and evil qi, invading people's bodies and messing with people's minds.

An Ji felt bad, and a layer of white sparks suddenly appeared all over his body, it was Confucianism and Taoism, which specialized in destroying yin and evil, and for a while, those fishy smells and evil smells disappeared without a trace.

A cultivator with a gloomy face noticed that An Ji had broken the filthy and evil qi outside the formation formed by the Yin Soul Banner, and with a wave of his hand, a burst of black gas suddenly set off in the formation formed by the Yin Soul Banner, and then one by one the Yin Souls with teeth and claws grabbed An Ji.

An Ji was taken aback, the faces of these ghosts were completely distorted, and they seemed to have suffered a great deal of pain before they died, their eyes were cold and violent, and they couldn't help but make people feel cold all over their bodies when they looked at each other.

The Confucianism and Taoism flames around An Ji's body were swaying, and the evil qi kept eroding the sparks, but they were not broken, and they were greatly restrained by the Confucianism and Taoism fires.

An Ji was impatient, there were still many treasures waiting for him outside, and all this time was wasted, he frowned angrily. And the Yin Evil cultivator outside was also impatient, a little mortal child had not solved it for so long, he was about to wonder if his strength had been greatly reduced because of resisting various difficulties before, and his face sank at the moment.

An ink bird painting was thrown out by An Ji with a wave of his sleeves, and with the Confucianism and Taoism, An Ji directly scrolled the ink bird painting to a few Yin Soul flags around him, "If you want to eat him, then you must be prepared to be eaten back!", An Ji was indignant in his heart.

The Yin Evil cultivator was also ready to turn the Yin Soul Banner and directly strangle An Ji, but he didn't expect his Yin Soul Banner to suddenly lose contact with him, and at the same time, he saw that several Yin Soul Banners in front of him were swept away by an ink bird painting, and immediately knew the original, and in a fit of anger, he directly flashed towards An Ji.

An Ji was frightened in his heart, and hurriedly urged the ink bird painting to fly back to the defense, and at this moment, a sword light suddenly slashed from a distance, with a great power to destroy the evil, only to frighten the yin evil cultivator to hurry away.

Lu Nianzong flew in front of An Ji, and seeing that he was safe and sound, his heart was a lot more steady, and he admonished, "There are many strong people here, and some of them don't even dare to provoke me, you be careful, it's best to go back to Xiaohuzi, safe!"

An Ji readily agreed, he knew that Lu Nianzong was worried that something would happen to him, and the situation just now was already very critical, although it was nothing to An Ji, but Lu Nianzong didn't know what An Ji was doing after all.

Dugu Sheng was carried around by a rusty sword, and he didn't collect treasures, and when he saw one destroying the other, he was like the master of the Xiaoyao Pavilion Wooden Pavilion, as if he was absorbing the essence of those magic weapon materials, which was the most attention-grabbing.

Naturally, there were also people who shot towards Dugu Sheng, either outsiders, or the companions of the Yin Evil cultivator who attacked An Ji, but unfortunately the rusty sword was powerful, and the immortals and demons were killed, and the cultivator's arm was directly cut off, and then the surface of his body turned into bronze, and iron filings kept falling.

This curse-like method frightened many people, except for those who showed some interested looks, the rest of them were forced to retreat from afar, unwilling to provoke.

An Ji saw that the people of Tianxin Valley were also using picture scrolls, and often a few treasures were collected under a volume, and he also learned well, and when he saw the treasure, he threw out the ink and bird paintings, but it really had a bit of the taste of Qionghai Xiandao map.

Xiaohuzi was unwilling to be lonely, he really couldn't do it watching others collect treasures like this, not to mention that Dugusheng and An Ji were constantly stimulating him, and he couldn't help but use his own means.

As long as there is a treasure passing by, there will be a huge suction force immediately, and all kinds of brocade boxes, meteoric iron, jade boxes and magic weapons containing elixirs are sucked tightly on the white jade square, and they are obediently collected by Xiaohuzi.