Chapter 225: Melee Combat! Storage bags! (1st Update)

"Ritual weapons? Spar? What is this? Zhang Guodong suddenly heard this name. Immediately, his eyes lit up, and he didn't care that he was in danger.

Just by hearing the name, he knew that it was a good thing, just like the green and white jade branch in Xuan Qingxuan's hand, it should be a magic weapon?

Zhang Guodong's guess was right. However, the green and white ruler-long branch in Xuan Qingxuan's hand was not an ordinary magic weapon, but a rare flying magic weapon among the top magic weapons.

Bodhidharma crossed the river as soon as the leaf, and the branch had this function, under the control of the life demon power, the foot-long flying magic weapon could become a thousand times the original size, enough for more than ten people to stand on it and fly at high speed, under the effect of the defensive formation practiced in the magic weapon, protect the people inside from the damage of the external wind blade and certain attacks.

There are very few such flying magic weapons. In Fengdu City, in addition to the elders, only Xuan Qingxuan and the senior disciples of the head of the sect each had a flying magic weapon, even if Zhao Jun, the grandson of the two elders, was not rewarded.

Because, ritual weapons are very rare. Because of the sacrificial refining of magic weapons, it is necessary to master extremely complex formations, and then smelt the formations in the embryos, and the failure rate is very high.

Therefore, the already scarce refiners would have to spend a lifetime learning the formation. Mastering the formation, they basically can't become a master of plant cultivation.

It can be seen that the importance of magic weapons is even more difficult to become a high-level refiner. Now when he heard the magic weapon, Zhang Guodong, who didn't know about it, was moved, because he thought of the fantasy immortal weapon, and the effect was almost the same anyway, right?

In fact, the cultivator mainly attacks the natal demon vine, but the natal demon vine and the soul are fused, and once it is fatally damaged, it will hurt itself, so the magic weapon has become a very important supplement to the external assistance of the cultivator.

The planter is only attacking with the natal demon vine at the last moment. And the magic weapon is not small, even if it is lost, it will not hurt itself, so its appearance is very important.

These white-clothed disciples are just fifth-generation outer disciples, magic weapons? If you're lucky, it's good for someone to have a beginner-level magic weapon once in a while, many fifth-generation disciples, even inner disciples, can't buy a first-level magic weapon, and it's even more impossible for a sixth-generation disciple to have a magic weapon.

This bluff is just to say that the purpose of these three people is only hedrons, or, some precious medicinal herbs, mortals may have these two things, especially the latter.

Risking your life to get out of the city, if you're lucky in the wasteland. Maybe you can come across a century-old medicinal herb.

An ordinary hundred-year-old medicinal herb is also worth twenty low-grade spars, which is also a large amount of income. If it is a precious hundred-year-old medicinal material, it may be worth thirty or fifty low-grade spars.

The recovery power of the cultivator is generally very strong, but this 'very strong' is only for ordinary damage, if it is a fatal injury, or it is injured by the cultivator, then the recovery speed of the self is no longer good, and it must be treated with the pill in the hands of the pharmacist, so in the hands of each cultivator, the spar is the first, and the cultivation is inseparable, and the pill, especially the pill that can heal the wound is the second thing, especially the low-level cultivator, below level 20, these are even more needed.

The three people in front of them were dressed in white, showing that they were the fifth-generation outer disciples, and the inner disciples generally had formal gold ribbons tied with their hair, don't underestimate the golden ribbon, but it was refined by the elder sect.

It is the sign of the inner disciple, and the breath is very unique. The function is to keep the wearer's clothes clean, dusty, cool and insulated.

———— Zhang Guodong's curious inquiry, the three of them were very annoyed, but they were even more depressed. Could it be that this kid really doesn't know magic weapons and hedrons?

Why did Uncle Yu say that there might be good things in this kid? The three of them looked at the long things on Zhang Guodong's body, and they were even more suspicious, could it be that Uncle Yu had lost his eyes?

Dressed in strange clothes, I didn't see a storage belt, I looked poor.

"Senior Brother Cheng, this kid won't be pretending to be stupid, right?" The thin white-clothed disciple was a little impatient and exchanged in a low voice.

But looking at Zhang Guodong's serious face, it doesn't seem to be pretending. Senior Brother Cheng is the fat man who is the leader of the three, with a fat head and a pig brain, and he seems to be very wealthy.

"**, what Uncle Yu explained must be completed! If this kid doesn't have anything good, then even if we are unlucky, but Uncle Yu will definitely remember our good and teach this kid a lesson! Senior Brother Cheng snorted and said.

As soon as the thin man and another disciple heard Senior Brother Cheng mention Senior Uncle Yu, their eyes immediately became firm, and they looked at Zhang Guodong even more sinisterly, sinisterly smiling.

"What Senior Brother Cheng said is, I don't like this kid no matter how I look at it!" The two patted their horses and said. The three of them spoke in a low voice, for a cultivator, no matter how low the voice was so close, they could all communicate clearly, but for mortals.

But they can't hear it. But Zhang Guodong is that different, with a radius of two hundred meters, even if anyone loses a single hair, he can catch it.

"Boy, haven't seen a hedron? Ritual weapons? Open your eyes today! Senior Brother Cheng patted his waist, and a small black bag appeared in his hand, estimated to be the size of a palm.

Then he didn't see Senior Brother Cheng digging it out, and three green crystalline stones the size of pigeon eggs that exuded strong life demon power fluctuations appeared in his hand, and then a small red sword with a length of a ruler also appeared.

The three green stones with strong fluctuations in life demon power were enough, and when the small red sword appeared, I saw that the thin man and another disciple took a breath, and a look of greed appeared in their eyes.

Obviously, that little sword is the treasure! Magic Weapon!

"Senior Brother Cheng, red iron is an attacking magic weapon! With it, Senior Brother Cheng would be more than enough even if he encountered a level 20 opponent! The thin man said enviously.

Senior Brother Cheng's eyes narrowed with a smile, and his face was arrogant, as if he could really challenge a level 20 master.

In fact, of the three of them, only he had the highest cultivation, but it was only the fourteenth level, the thin man was the twelfth level, and the other junior disciple was the eleventh level, and he had only been promoted to the fifth generation of outer disciples not long ago.

Fourteenth level planter. It's a low-level disciple, and it's nonsense to challenge a twentieth-level cultivator by leapfrogging!

The twentieth level plant cultivator is already a white-clothed inner disciple, and he is also the leader of this level, even if Senior Brother Cheng holds the rudimentary attack magic weapon of red iron, he can face the eighteenth-level plant cultivator, and the fourth level is already good.

And the premise is that the other party doesn't hold the magic weapon.

"Haha, don't worry, you will have it in the future!" Senior Brother Cheng said proudly. Seeing Zhang Guodong's eyes staring at him with burning eyes, Senior Brother Cheng suddenly sneered: "Boy." Have you seen it for a long time? Zhang Guodong nodded, swallowed his saliva and said, "Yes, it's really a good thing!" What's that bag? This sword is so long, it can actually be put in it? Senior Brother Cheng was choked, and when he saw Zhang Guodong staring at the small black bag, looking like a countryman, he suddenly snorted coldly and said, "Let you understand, this is a storage bag, do you understand the storage bag?" Let you fool know that these things are not something you are entitled to! His face changed suddenly, and Senior Brother Cheng said, "Boy, don't talk nonsense, take out all the things on your body!" The situation suddenly changed, Senior Brother Cheng obviously lost his patience, and the thin man and his companion also had some impatience on their faces, and looked at Zhang Guodong with a cruel smile.

Bullying mortals, originally they didn't bother to do it, but Uncle Yu told him that this task must be completed, so that this mortal boy would know the fate of offending Uncle Yu.

Zhang Guodong smiled, flipped a few pockets, empty, and said: "Senior brothers, I really don't have any good things on me, you think, I'm a mortal, where do I get good things?" ”

"This kid really doesn't have anything on him! Is it hidden? The thin man touched Zhang Guodong twice, but he didn't touch anything, and he was a little unwilling.

Hide, where to hide? Housekeeping? But they did not dare to go there, otherwise they would not be seen, and they would not be able to eat and walk around.

"**, beat the kid, don't beat him to death, bad luck!" Senior Brother Cheng was so annoyed that he didn't catch anything.

But it's so cheap Zhang Guodong, naturally it's not good. He had no interest in Zhang Guodong at all.

There is no oil and water to fish, and there is a lack of power. The two thin men smiled at Zhang Guodong, planning to go out to teach a lesson.

Zhang Guodong knew that this matter was coming to an end, his face suddenly changed, and he smiled: "You guys, are you leaving?" Am I going to let you go? ”

"Robbery, hand over the storage bag!" The two of them were stunned for a moment, and then laughed wildly. This mortal in front of him actually wants to rob them?

Just this weak mortal? Actually robbed the three of them, the cultivators, or the disciples in white? It's the funniest thing in the world!

"Haha! I don't know whether to live or die, let me loosen your muscles and bones! **, I want to rob Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will abolish you first! The thin man laughed, and all three of them were amused by Zhang Guodong.

Without the demon vine attack, even if empty-handed, the body of the cultivator is much stronger than that of mortals, and it is very easy to teach a mortal a lesson!

Zhang Guodong was happy in his heart, let you despise the best, he decided to fight quickly, he must get the storage bags of these three people!

These three people obviously came to trouble themselves, and there was no one around, saying that they had robbed three cultivators by a mortal, it was estimated that no one would believe it.

Catch thieves and stolen goods, catch people and catch doubles, Zhang Guodong has a peach source, and throws the storage bag into it, even the great elder can't find it.

Zhang Guodong smiled, kicked under his feet, and the lightning passed through the two thin men, the speed was fast and there was no shadow, Pengpeng two punches, and before the two thin men could react, their heads were violently hit and they were knocked unconscious by Zhang Guodong.

Their last thought before they fell unconscious was, how could this mortal be so fast? At the same time, they also know that they planted it.

Hunting geese all day long is pecked by geese. Zhang Guodong didn't dare to have too much strength, he just used a point of strength, and hit the other party's temple with two punches, but this power is still a little bigger, although these people's physical bodies are much stronger than ordinary people, but they also look up to them, Zhang Guodong's physical strength is now very perverted.

Senior Brother Cheng didn't react for a while, but after all, he was a cut above those two, and he sensed danger!

"Red—" Peng! Zhang Guodong appeared in front of him, shook his fists, and said, "The flesh is really weak!" Senior Brother Cheng's head was covered and he fell to the ground softly.

He ate an old fist, and before he had time to use the magic weapon, he was actually knocked unconscious by Zhang Guodong. Zhang Guodong's fist is a very powerful weapon!

Moreover, the mobilization of physical power is far faster than the use of magic weapons and natal attacks by these low-level disciples, and they are the kings of close combat!

Naturally, the distance is too far, and Zhang Guodong is about to be at a disadvantage in the face of the attack of the plant cultivators. He has seen the attack of the demon vine, and now the demon vine and the human soul are integrated, the manipulation is more flexible, and the power is naturally higher, and the long-range attack Zhang Guodong has to admit that it will be difficult for him to deal with it.

Mortals paired with three plant cultivators, and instantly killed each other, Zhang Guodong ripped off the storage bags of Senior Brother Cheng, the thin man, and the little junior brother, and didn't care to open it, and quickly searched them again, making sure that there was nothing left, and immediately decided to flash people.

"Whew! It's finally out! Half an hour later, Zhang Guodong turned out of Songtao Villa and went to the street, but was shocked by the grandeur of this Fengdu City.

It's huge! It's bustling! Zhang Guodong felt as if he had arrived on the streets of ancient times, and his chest was filled with excitement.

PS: The next one is later.