It seems to be the same as the black ball that the Qi brothers detonated in the suburbs of Guangling that day, and the disciples of the Wuwei Gate later found two other black balls as large as walnuts from one of the storage bags of the Yi brothers.

Even if the Infant Monk was accidentally hit by a thunderbolt, he would inevitably be seriously injured and even killed. However, this thing can only be aroused by the cultivation of the Jindan period, and it can be said that it is the best choice for the Jindan period monks against the opposing Yuanying monks. Of course, the value of this thing is not very high, just one can be sold for 800,000 spirit stones, and the vast majority of Jindan monks can only sigh with hope when facing this thing.

The depths of the Blue Sea Dream Lost Ancient Land and the Blue Sea Dream Lost Ancient Land were in the hands of the Wild Lan disciples, so it was no wonder that they dared to attack themselves and these two "Golden Pill Period" monks at will.

However, having this thing in the Jindan period does not mean that it can kill the Yuanying monk, the huge distance in the realm is there, the divine consciousness and mana of the Yuandan-stage monk are much higher than the Jindan monk, if they are in a hostile state to each other, they have not waited for the Jindan monk to sacrifice this thing, and it has been easily killed by the three-headed and six-armed Yuanying monk.

The disciple of the Wuwei Gate Courtyard stretched out his hand, and the Qingjiao Sword galloped from a distance, jumped on the flying sword, and whispered a few words at the disciples of the Wuwei Gate and the fierce man, and then walked towards the place where the sound sounded.

A cloud of black light burst out from Ao Lie's body, and he disappeared in the air, following the disciples of the Wuwei Sect.

The disciples of the Lyonde Wuwei Sect shook their wings, flew to the side of the small black hammer that was suspended in the air after losing their master, looked at it carefully, found nothing perverse, rolled their eyes, caught it in their hands, and then flew towards the shuttle gold shuttle.

Although the Yaksha clan is not good at refining magic weapons, it does not mean that they cannot use magic weapons. On the waist of the disciple of the Wuwei Sect of Riande, two storage bags given by the disciple of the Wuwei Sect are now hanging. As for the large-capacity storage magic weapons such as storage bracelets and storage rings used by high-level monks in the Brahman realm, it is not easy to refine, and they are very valuable, and even monks above the realm of the Transformation Stage have not seen a single one, and the position of the disciples of the Wuwei Sect in the clan is naturally difficult to obtain.

The figures of the disciples of the Rant Lan disciples in the depths of the Blue Sea Dream Lost Ancient Land and the Blue Sea Dream Lost Ancient Land have long disappeared, and in the sky above the sea area within a radius of thousands of feet, several magic weapon fragments are quietly suspended in the air, and the flames are crackling and burning.

The man in the golden armor looked embarrassed, covered in scars, and there were cracks all over the golden armor, and he couldn't use it anymore, and even the long red stick in his hand was broken. Fortunately, the Suzaku Ring has not been damaged due to its distance.

The blue light flashed in the air, and Pan Longxi roared again and flew over, smashing down on the top of the man's head, and the man threw half of the long stick in his hand into the air, and the long stick fluttered and crashed into Pan Longxi.

This person didn't expect that the depths of the Blue Sea Dream Lost Ancient Land and the Blue Sea Dream Lost Ancient Land had the Thunder Thunder Protector in their hands.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, the depths of the Blue Sea Dream Lost Ancient Land were actually annoyed and angry, rushing towards the golden-armored man, detonating the thunder, and even detonating the Jindan magic body, blowing up the golden-armored man into a serious injury, if it wasn't for the man who sacrificed a shield in time to protect the magic body, I am afraid that he would have died in the flames.

The most strange thing is that this lost owner's seal can still spiritually suggest attacks again and again, although the power is getting weaker, but it is also very annoying.

The figure of the disciple of the Wuwei Gate Academy flashed from a distance, seeing everything in front of him, his mind moved, and the cold moon wheel above his head roared towards the golden-armored man, and when he reached ten zhang in front of the man, he had already turned into a wheel wheel, and a cold and piercing chill followed.

This section ends, to be continued. (To be continued......)

Zhang Fu Seal, while carefully inspecting, asked casually: "Thank you, elder, how many spirit stones does this Fu Seal need?"

"This kind of talisman seal is specially made for the maintenance and trading of the shop, although the manufacture is cumbersome, the cost is not low, but the price is not expensive, 10,000 spirit stones can be. ”

The disciples of the Wuwei Gate Academy walked out of the disciples of the Temple of the Lyonde Holy Academy, their divine sense swept over Zhou, and they did not find anything abnormal, they muttered for a moment, and easily opened a "lock rune", hid it in their sleeves, and then walked towards it in a big way.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked out of Baizhang, more than a dozen divine senses swept through in a row, and the silver light in his sleeves shone and buzzed.

The disciples of Wuwei Gate Academy remembered that the monk surnamed Sun Yuanying told him to hide the talisman seal outside the shade, and he couldn't help but complain to himself, it seems that there are many people who "value" themselves, and the "shade place" in the mouth of the monk surnamed Sun obviously does not refer to the sleeves.

After a moment of silence, Shuang Xing put a right hand in his sleeve and reached out to pinch the beating talisman. After a while, the rune seal gradually suggested that it be hot in the palm of his hand, and as silver runes flew out of his sleeve continuously, the rune seal became hotter and hotter.

The disciples of Wuwei Sect didn't know what was wrong, and when they saw the people of the world looking at them with curious eyes, they smiled, and they shook their hands in the air.

Unexpectedly, Fu Seal actually flew up on his own, and in a flash, he was dozens of zhang away after death, and flew into the air in a flickering manner, as if he had spirituality, and he wanted to find out who was constantly peeping at the disciples of Wuwei Sect with his divine sense.

The monks on the street, whether they knew the effect of this talisman or did not know the effect of this talisman, could all feel the strong spiritual pressure rushing out of the talisman, and for a moment, they dodged and became a mess.

Ningxiang Building

The disciples of Wuwei Gate Courtyard had wind under their feet, and escaped dozens of zhang away in two steps, and ran to another street and alley, and saw that the attic in front of them was very generous, and his heart moved, and he flashed, and directly entered the hall on the first floor.

The talisman fluttered in the sky above the bluestone street, announcing a buzzing sound, and zuihou landed beside a man in a purple robe and a high crown, and began to twist and flutter at a height above the man's head.

The man snorted coldly, stretched out his big hand, and grabbed it in the air, and the talisman fell into his hand, and with a rush of mana, the flames on the palm of his hand rose, and a sharp explosion was announced in the talisman seal, which was instantly incinerated into ashes.

Hearing the sound, many people's divine senses swept over the man, but their eyes showed a look of horror and fear, and they gave in one after another, and some monks who understood the effect of the Fu Seal had a look on their faces full of disdain and resentment, as if they were looking at a bandit.

The purple-robed man's face became ugly, his figure moved, and he fled to the alley on the left.

Seeing this situation, I don't know who shouted: "Let's be careful, this person has no good intentions, he wants to kill people and seize treasures in the city!"

At one moment, dozens of monks on the street sacrificed magic weapons one after another, soared into the air, and scattered.

Even if someone wants to see the excitement, but they are not willing to cut off their lives for no reason, we all understand, this is in the center of the inner city, dare to grab treasures and kill people here, there is no cultivation above the infancy stage, don't think about it. There is no shortage of Yuanying monks in the same city guards, and there must be someone who dares to make trouble in the inner city and damage the rules of Guangling City, even if it is a three-headed and six-armed Yuanying monk. It will also be banned by the guards who will come at any time to gather fire companions. Trapped in the inner city on the spot.

Lives matter, this kind of battle between the monks of the primordial infancy. It's better to stay away.

Sure enough, more than a dozen retreats had already come from all directions, and in the retreat, there were all silver-armored guards, and there was also a gold-armored guard with cold eyes.

As for the initiator of the Wuwei Sect, he seemed to be nothing, looking forward and backward in a beautiful hall, and his demeanor was calm.

This hall seems to be completely different from other halls that sell magic weapons and spiritual objects. The elegance of the embellishments.

The screens and wooden frames in the hall are all made of high-quality spiritual wood that announces a faint aura, and these finely carved screens and wooden frames with different shapes divide the hall into independent spaces.

In each space, there is a jade table carved from fine jade and a few jade chairs, and the cups, plates, and tea cups on the jade table are complete, none of them are not boutiques, and some of them are now full of fragrant tea.

In the middle of it, there were several small and quiet spaces, where male and female monks were sitting opposite each other, talking in low voices. The men are dressed in different appearances, and their looks are ugly and handsome, but the female cultivators are all beautiful and refined, and their looks are also eye-catching.

Next to the right side of the attic door. A woman dressed in a light blue palace dress was meditatively playing a stringed harp, and the beautiful sound of the violin reverberated throughout the hall, making people feel refreshed.

Figures flickered outside the hall. A young woman dressed in a white palace dress walked in from outside the attic, her expression solemn. It seems that he is in a preoccupied posture, and he is about to walk in the direction of the stairs. Suddenly, he found that the disciples of Wuwei Gate Academy were walking alone in the hall, his brows were quietly wrinkled, and he walked over to the disciples of Wuwei Gate Academy, and examined the backs of the disciples of Wuwei Gate Courtyard up and down.

When he got closer, he saw the storage bag hanging from the waist of the disciple of Wuwei Sect, his eyes couldn't help but light up, and a smile quickly appeared on his face, and he asked, "This fellow Daoist, do you have an appointment?"

Hearing the sound, the disciple of the Wuwei Sect turned his head.

The woman in front of her, the sound is crisp and pleasant, the face is delicate and lovely, at first glance, it looks like a seventeen-year-old girl, look carefully, between the corners of the eyebrows but faintly reveal a trace of sophistication, the skin is as delicate and lubricated as ivory, the body is even more convex and concave, the local drum of the drum, the local thinness of the drum, the thin white gauze against the background, the wonderful mountains and mountains, the curve twists and turns, which makes people feel excited.

The disciple of Wuwei Sect shook his head and smiled faintly,