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The cultivator of the Hall of Ten Thousand Beasts blew a strange whistle, followed by two giant eagles as burly as buffaloes, rushing up from the mountains and forests below.

Two eagles stretched out their sharp iron talons, grabbed the wet dirt from left to right, and carried it high into the air.

This mass of mud was as big as a carriage, nearly a zhang in length and width, and it stands to reason that such a volume of mud could not be lifted as a stone.

Obviously, when the cultivators of the Hall of Ten Thousand Beasts dug up the soil from the ground just now, the technique they used had the effect of condensing the soil, so that the excavated soil could become a whole.

And as the two giant eagles lifted the mud and flew high into the air, the Ten Thousand Beasts Hall cultivator suddenly turned around and struggled to urge all his strength to face the incoming attack.

Apparently he wanted to stop the rest of the people from pursuing at the cost of his own life, so that the giant eagle could fly away with the dirt containing the divine weapon.

The colorful brilliance instantly submerged him, and the qi barrier exerted with all his strength was like a thin layer of window paper, which could not play any role in blocking the flood.

Although the cultivators present were in a competitive relationship with each other, everyone had respect for this cultivator of the Hall of Ten Thousand Beasts.

knew that the mantis arm would only end up in ashes, but he still did it without hesitation.

is so loyal to his own sect, and there is no one in the entire Cloud Sleeve Continent.

Looking up at the sky, the two eagles were extremely fast, flying farther and farther, as if they were about to break through the white mist barrier.

Don't let the eagle run away!

Several Divine Realm Supremes took off first, using the power of heaven and earth to speed up the chase regardless of the loss, wanting to stop the two giant eagles within the enchantment range.

Seeing that he couldn't catch up, a wooden stick with young shoots suddenly shot up in the air, and then a white flash exploded on the side of the stick.

Out of the flash of light jumped a strange man, covered in gray-black iron armor and wearing a pair of loose white pants.

Those iron armors fit tightly like skin, fitting better than the magic armor of the Thousand Wonder Silver Castle, and even outlining the clear lines of muscles and facial contours.

Seeing the outline of his face, all the cultivators who saw it recognized the identity of this strange man, wasn't this the big devil Zheng Qiu.

Zheng Qiu actually dared to run into the White Mist Enchantment to snatch the divine soldiers, and he simply regarded the righteousness of the demon as nothing.

Now the ruthless owner of Ge Zhuang is not there, and no one can protect him at all.

In the air, Zheng Qiu didn't know what others thought, so he picked up the wooden stick and tapped it at the eagle on the left, shouting: "Mu Qianjun!"

The pale green light of the palm flickered, and a wooden lump instantly grew from the end of the stick, and it expanded and increased at an almost crazy rate.

In the blink of an eye, the lump swelled into a two-foot diameter massacre, like three carriages full of goods side by side.

Bang, the sound of the wooden block and the flesh hitting the flesh was so clear, large pieces of broken feathers were scattered one after another, and a ceremonial flower made of feathers exploded in the air.

The eagle on the left tilted its head, and its neck was instantly shattered by the sudden attack, and the iron claw involuntarily let go of the mud, and then fell vertically like a heavy boulder.

Losing the lifting power on the left side, the eagle on the right slammed down, flapping its wings hard to avoid being dragged down by the mud.

Zheng Qiu smashed down a giant eagle, and because he had nothing to stand on, he also fell downward.

He was about to shrink the ground into inches again, and smashed the remaining giant eagle with Mu Qianjun, when there was a sharp sound of breaking the air in his ears. Huaxiu Chinese

Turning his head, a faint blue light shot straight into the sky from below, and the direction was not aimed at himself, but at the second giant eagle.

The blue light was unstoppable like a sharp sword, and it went straight through the giant eagle's body, from the bottom to the top of the stomach to the neck, creating a transparent hole the size of a human head.

The eagle screamed a few times, blood and shards of internal organs gushing out of the wound, and then fell to the top of the mountain along with the mud.

After the faint blue light pierced through the giant eagle, it flew upwards for more than twenty zhang before the brilliance gradually dissipated, revealing a gray one-handed hammer with purple veins.

Zheng Qiu's eyes lit up, this was Ge An's magic weapon, that is to say, the extremely penetrating attack just now was Ge An's hammer.

Zheng Qiu took out the seed and summoned a piece of moss, and used the "True Recipe of Grass and Trees" to control the moss to float in the air for him to stand and settle down.

Then Zheng Qiu saw the hammer fall downward, until it fell twelve or thirteen zhang from the ground, it was suddenly attracted by an invisible force and fell into the hands of the familiar young man.

"Ge An is a lot more powerful than before!" Zheng Qiu couldn't help but sigh quietly.

In the past, Ge An would only use the hammer to smash his qi or the power of heaven and earth to attack, or carry the hammer to fight in close quarters, even if he threw the hammer, it was a desperate attack.

But now, after Ge An threw out the hammer, he could freely retract it within a range of twelve or thirteen zhang.

Moreover, throwing the hammer can also release the attack to such a long distance, the eagle just now is at least two hundred feet high on the ground.

This method of throwing weapons to launch a long-range attack, and then retracting it freely, is very similar to Ge Wu's ruthless use of divine weapons without disaster.

Maybe this method of recovering weapons from a long distance was taught to him by Ge Wuru.

It is said that the lump of mud fell to the top of the mountain, and due to the loss of magic power, it instantly collapsed and turned into pieces.

The white jade box inside the mud block floated in front of everyone's eyes again, emitting a soft silver-gray light.

And during the time when the jade box appeared and was tightly wrapped in light, many people saw the appearance of things inside.

They looked at each other, trying to figure out what other people thought of the jade box from the expressions on their faces.

Why is the divine weapon not a weapon, why is it just a white jade box?

Such a question lingered in everyone's minds, after all, the jade box could process qi and transform the injected power into sword light, which was only seen by the three supreme beings and the three elders of the Sword Sect who were present at the time.

In the air, Zheng Qiu also saw this scene, and his heart was also full of doubts.

He also knows a lot about the divine weapons, and the four weapons were made as early as the battle between Cloud Sleeve and the Divine Lord more than two thousand years ago.

The four divine weapons should be a hammer, a knife, a sword, and an axe, and there is no box-shaped divine weapon.

What's going on with this thing in front of you?

Thinking of this, Zheng Qiu's body shook suddenly, and an almost whimsical conjecture came to mind.

Before my sister Yun Yu dissipated, she had said that she was going to get the divine weapon, but there was a radiant jade box here.

Just now, when the light of the jade box was dim, Zheng Qiu saw from afar that there was nothing in the translucent jade box, it was an empty box.

Combining all this, could it be said that the jade box really contained divine weapons, but it was taken away by her sister Yunyou in advance!

In this way, my sister is still alive, but in a way that I can't see, touch, or understand.