Tong Ling'er couldn't understand how the manager, who was still smiling just now, said that his face had changed.

Regardless of him, Tong Ling'er looked at the spiritual artifact on the wall.

There are all kinds of spiritual weapons, and below each spiritual weapon, the price is marked.

"Hey! A low-grade spirit sword of the Yellow Rank needs 50,000 contribution points?" Tong Ling'er gasped, and couldn't help but sigh that these spirit weapons were really expensive.

He originally said that he wanted to buy a sword, which is good, but poverty compresses his choice.

Although Tong Ling'er had more than 50,000 contribution points in his hands, it was impossible for him to spend everything just to buy a Yellow Rank Lower Grade Spirit Weapon.

He didn't think it was worth it, and there was no need for that, he wasn't a sword cultivator, and he didn't necessarily have to choose a sword.

After a moment of selection, he finally focused his attention on the top of a knife.

"30,000 contribution points, it's acceptable, that's it!"

When the manager saw Tong Ling'er's choice, he lazily took down the knife and threw it to him.

Tong Ling'er took the knife and couldn't help but look at it.

The knife is three feet three feet long, about two inches wide, very slender, the blade is smooth and bright, the whole body is black, the hand is cold, and the heavy texture is also good.

Tong Ling'er was very satisfied, and left after paying the contribution points.

After coming to a no-man's land, Tong Ling'er couldn't wait to infuse her spiritual power into her whole body and cast Thunder Dragon Yao.

All of a sudden, the power of thunder and lightning wrapped around his body.

Tong Ling'er held the knife in both hands, her expression was focused, and she slowly channeled the power of Lei Longyao on the body of the knife.

The knife, which was originally pitch black, was entangled by lightning for a while, and became galloping and full of momentum.

Drink!

Tong Ling'er snorted, and saw a tree in front of her and slashed away.

Suddenly, a sword wind suddenly struck with the power of powerful thunder and lightning.

However, when this force slashed into the tree, the tree simply shook a few times, and not even a single branch fell.

"Isn't it? Failed? Shouldn't it?"

Tong Ling'er looked at the big tree in front of her in disbelief. Lei Longyao obviously gave the knife body unimpeded, why did it not have an effect.

"Isn't your strength too small?"

Just as Tong Ling'er was falling into contemplation because of failure, the big tree in front of her suddenly changed.

The big tree suddenly burst open in an instant, turned into a puff of flying ash, and scattered with the wind!

Tong Ling'er was stunned for a moment, and then she was overjoyed, it turned out that it was not that she had failed, but that her own Thunder Dragon Yao had already destroyed the inside of the big tree at that moment, leaving only its shape.

The wind blew, and the original form was suddenly revealed.

"Haha, it was successful!" Tong Ling'er was extremely excited, and a sense of accomplishment arose spontaneously in her heart.

This is an attack method created by him with his own efforts, even if it is not enough to become a martial art, but it has the characteristics of very small consumption but great power, which can definitely be compared to any Yellow Rank mid-grade martial art.

Tong Ling'er looked down at the black knife in her hand, and liked it more and more because of her success, and couldn't help but say: "In the future, you will be called Thunder Dragon!"

After speaking, Tong Ling'er left this place and walked towards Qianji Pavilion again.

With the Thunder Dragon, Tong Ling'er is even more powerful, and she is also very comfortable with the sneak attack of the weapons in the Thousand Machines Pavilion.

Now, he is looking forward to the appearance of the desert cavalry.

Soon, Tong Ling'er saw the figure of the desert cavalry slowly appearing in the boundless desert, this time, he no longer waited for the cavalry to attack him, but preemptively struck and took the lead in drawing his sword to attack the cavalry.

The thunder dragon cooperated with the power of the thunder dragon Yao, and hundreds of cavalry were killed in a moment.

And at the end of the battle, the spiritual power in Tong Ling'er's body was only half consumed.

The disappearance of the cavalry, accompanied by the desert, the wind and clouds changed, the heavens and the earth shook, and in Tong Ling'er's surprised gaze, the desert land turned into a jungle in the blink of an eye.

Tong Ling'er knew that she had passed the desert level. At the same time, he also found that with the disappearance of the desert land, his physical strength returned to its peak state again, and so did his spiritual power.

It seems that every time the scene changes, the state returns to the best.

Tong Ling'er couldn't help but be vigilant again, he didn't want to let himself die again because of something sudden.

The jungle is unusually quiet, and there are clouds and mist, and visibility is very low. Tong Ling'er waited for a long time, but he didn't feel the crisis, but even so, he didn't dare to take it lightly.

However, just when he was extremely vigilant, he suddenly looked stunned, and then his body suddenly stiffened and fell to the ground, and blood gushed out from the seven orifices.

It was so without warning that Tong Ling'er didn't even know when she was attacked.

Gradually, Tong Ling'er's consciousness gradually became confused, and the pain and desolation of death hit again, and he realized that he was going to die again.

It's just that he doesn't understand, he doesn't understand that he is obviously so vigilant, obviously he doesn't feel anything attacking him, why did he die?

It wasn't until he closed his eyes that he saw a centipede about a foot long crawling slowly beside him, and it dawned on him.

"Cao Ni, he actually used poison!"

In this way, Tong Ling'er wandered in countless lives and deaths, tossing and turning in the Thousand Machines Pavilion over and over again, desert cavalry, the hinterland of the poisonous nest, the attack of beasts, and birds in the air.

Every time he passes through an environment, he continues to make up for the shortcomings in his body and hone his will, this kind of transformation, it is no exaggeration to say that he is now the one who used to be, absolutely instantaneous.

It wasn't until Tong Ling'er completely cleared the first floor of the Thousand Machines Pavilion that he withdrew from the Thousand Machines Pavilion.

A few days later, Du Chao, Li Kun and Han Hong also reappeared, and the four of them met.

Tong Ling'er found that not only herself, but even Du Chao and the three of them had undergone great changes in their temperament after the training of Qianji Pavilion, and everyone showed a trace of violence in their bodies, and they were much more stable in their bones.

Tong Ling'er's changes, Du Chao and the three of them naturally discovered it, and the four of them all looked at each other and smiled, everything was silent.

"Ling'er, thank you. Du Chao suddenly said seriously.

"Hmm, thank me for what?" Tong Ling'er wondered.

"If it weren't for you, I don't think I would have broken through the Huadan realm so quickly, it was your encouragement and hard work that infected the three of us, and also made our progress double day by day. Du Chao said meaningfully.

Tong Ling'er was pleasantly surprised: "Brother Du has broken through the Huadan Realm?"

Du Chao smiled and nodded.

Tong Ling'er laughed and said, "This is something you have worked hard to cultivate, what does it have to do with me, I didn't help anything." ”

Du Chao and the three of them smiled, whether Tong Ling'er helped them or not, they knew it very well in their hearts, but there was no need to keep talking about it.

Li Kun suddenly stepped forward and rubbed his hands and grinned: "Ling'er, now that the exercise has come to an end, can we make money?"

Hearing this, Han Hong immediately nodded in agreement: "Yes, Ling'er, in the past few days of cultivation in the Thousand Machines Pavilion, our contribution points have shrunk by a full half, hurry up and get some contribution points." ”

Tong Ling'er couldn't help but smile, and then said, "Okay, next, let's have a big fight!"