This conclusion made Silver Dust excited and uneasy, and it also made him fully realize the horror of the Puppet Sect, the Puppet Sect and all the monk sects on the Wind Source Continent were not of the same level, it was more like the Colonial Star Laboratory of the Axis of Evil. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

But at the moment, he doesn't need to think about this, what he needs to think about is how to solve the disputes around him.

An hour of crazy treasure hunting still can't fill the greed of these people. Because there are still 11 light tools and hundreds of cheats here, these things are not enough for 173 people to divide equally, and no one wants to share them equally.

"I said, when did the Golden Dao Gate become so domineering? With so many light weapons and magic secrets, you actually want to swallow it alone?" The strange voice of yin and yang interrupted Yin Chen's thoughts, and also attracted his attention to the innermost part of the treasure house.

Four empty open boxes, two stacks of books, two piles of porcelain bottles filled with medicines, in a semicircle, surrounded by a yellow-black weapon shelf, filled with all kinds of weapons, heavy broadswords, thick axes, long spears, war hammers, nine-section whips, maces, maces, hammers, and all sorts of visually striking looking creatures were crowded together on a small weapon rack, almost a tall metal pile, and at the top of the armory rack were 11 glittering weapons.

Lightware, 11 pieces of lightware.

Such a treasure is enough to set off a catastrophe on the entire Wind Source Continent.

People put down their work, swarmed over, and squeezed the Golden Daomen in the innermost, at this time, the people of the Golden Daomen were silently sorting out the two stacks of books on the ground, and it seemed that they didn't see the eleven light vessels at all.

Wan Jianxin did not flip through the book with the people of the Golden Daomen, but stood alone on the periphery with a cold expression, and opposite him stood a man with five big and three thick, holding a big stick in his hand, and the muscles of his upper body bulged like a piece of bread, but it had the color and texture of a stone. This man has a large tattoo on his shoulder, which is the symbol of the Demon Killing Gate.

Wan Jianxin had an extra treasure spirit weapon in his hand at this time, which was a sword-shaped weapon that was randomly picked up from the mountains of "bulk treasures", of course, it didn't matter what weapon Wan Jianxin was, the important thing was that it was a sword.

The zigzag blade is up to two inches wide, and the dark green shape of the whole body is a hideous long sword, so that anyone can know at a glance that it is something that only demon people will use, but Wan Jianxin, with his own powerful vitality, coupled with the suppression of the Killing Dao and the Book of Wind, actually took this demon sword that only demon monks can use as his own, forcibly recognized the lord and changed its nature, and turned into a pure thunder holy sword. At this time, he had completely withdrawn the hideous holy sword, and held it loosely in his hand, the jagged long sword and his well-preserved killing Matt shape were very compatible, but the mountain-like calm and cold momentum on his body was extremely incompatible with his second force's clothes, and under the clown-like clothes was the strong body of a righteous knight.

"The Golden Daomen is looking for the "Purple Blood Ten Thousand Slaughter Dafa", which is not in the way of everyone's business. Wan Jianxin said coldly, not giving any affection to the Demon Killing Sect elder in front of him at all. Seeing Wan Jianxin's cold attitude, the strong man elder of the Demon Killing Sect burst into flames in his heart, but he was forced to be pressed down by the only remaining point of reason. If nothing else, I think it is the name of Wan Jianxin, because of Wan Jianxin's strength.

The elder of the Demon Slaying Sect asked himself that he didn't have the strength of the distraction level, so he didn't dare to be too presumptuous in front of Wan Jian Xin, a demon slayer warrior with a strong reputation, so he could only take a step back helplessly, retreat to the middle of the Demon Dao monk behind him, and said in a hard voice: "Don't be too arrogant with the people of the Golden Sword Sect!

"We still have dozens of righteous paths here!" the Heavenly Swordsman's voice came lazily, "I'll talk about the other things when I find the book of evil arts." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed to a half-open iron door in the deepest part of the treasury: "Perhaps anyone who does not want to, even if they go out from here!"

The path behind the iron gate had been explored, and it was a bend of the staircase that led to the exit of the secret realm. The huge underground space outside the treasure house has completely collapsed, completely burying 300 puppets in a huge amount of earth and rocks, which also makes Silver Dust lose its greatest reliance on force, and at the same time completely cut off everyone's retreat. The journey to the secret realm has come to this point, and it is really coming to an end.

The words of the Heavenly Swordsman provoked the echo of the righteous path monks, and also caused the 173 monks who were immortal to completely split into two factions, and even the scattered cultivators were divided according to their respective beliefs or paths, and the Scattered Cultivation Alliance no longer existed here. Of course, in terms of numbers and cultivation, the Demon Dao side at this time has the advantage of the game.

103 to 70, everyone in the Demon Dao, including Feng Lieshan and Du Chuanchang, put down their work and surrounded the righteous path. Some of the people with lower strength used their divine skills in advance, and the faint hostile Gangfeng swirled silently.

It was at this time that Silver Dust suddenly appeared beside Wan Jianxin.

He looked at Wan Jianxin, and looked at the people who were still sweating profusely and going over the secret books of the gods. He casually glanced at the faces of Du Chuanchang, Feng Lieshan and Mingquan, and then shook his head.

"That's it, Senior Brother Wan, those light vessels, although they are good, are not at all things that a righteous person should use. His tone was full of compromise and concession. Wan Jianxin glanced back at the light weapon at the top of the weapon shelf, then snorted a little angrily, and fiercely stuffed the holy sword in his hand back into the scabbard.

Feng Lieshan in the crowd raised his eyebrows, Du Chuanchang looked away, Mingquan rolled his eyes and didn't know what to think again, but the ordinary monks around them were greatly relieved.

The method of dealing with silver dust may seem cowardly, but it is actually the most appropriate.

Although the divine soldier is good, he needs to confess the Lord from time to time. Just as the Book of Gold bounced Jiang Lishi away, each of the 11 light weapons placed on the top of the weapon rack exuded a gray-black evil aura, which was not something that any righteous person was willing to use.

Just as the magic weapon corresponds to the holy weapon, the light weapon also has a corresponding evil god weapon, which is called the ghost weapon. Lin Xuanchen's little girl picked up the remaining eleven weapons, not that she couldn't take them away, but that she didn't dare to touch them at all, it was not something that a normal person was willing to hold.

Those eleven ghost weapons are the greatest danger to righteous people, because they are evil things that can make any righteous person degenerate into demons within ten years, except for the demon path, only evil people are willing to use those Dongxu.

A whip like a knife, a sickle like a drill, a sword like a tape measure, and so on, are all Qimen weapons that do not go to the temple, and each weapon has a mechanism hidden on it to plot against the enemy, and it is by no means willing to be possessed by the righteous people. Everyone wants light weapons, but ghost weapons, which can confuse the mind, are mostly shunned by people on the right path.

After Yinchen finished saying that, he released the awakening of all things, and let the eleven strange-shaped, even unnamed weapons fly up for the first time, and sprinkle towards the demonic people, he bought any power, and relied on the weapon's own gravity to let it fall, and the monks below were eager to drum up the wind.

In the next second, the mutation was abrupt.

On Feng Lieshan's body, a dark fog suddenly rose, and that thick fog made everyone's hearts, including Yin Chen, tighten, and an extremely dark feeling of uneasiness grew in everyone's hearts. Feng Lieshan let out a sneer like an old owl, and then stretched out his hand to take it, and the ghost weapons in the sky actually flew over with him, and he wanted to swallow eleven ghost weapons alone.

"Old ghost, it's not okay to be too greedy!" At this time, Bu Guxiu's voice came from behind him, and he, who also had distraction cultivation, lightly pressed his palm on the back of Feng Lieshan's heart, and the disciples of the Demon Wei Pavilion beside Feng Lieshan actually had no one to come to the rescue.

"Thanks, little brother. At the moment when Bu Guxiu's palm pressed on Feng Lieshan's vital point, Elder Feng said such a sentence slowly. His behavior was utterly anomalous, for any monk who was held to his death would never have heard anything other than a dying scream.

"You!" Bu Guxiu screamed in horror, and at this time, the purest vitality burst out from his body, the vitality of the ghost, which was not transformed into Gang Feng at all, and directly poured into Feng Lieshan's body in the form of vitality. Feng Lieshan's body swelled visibly under the nourishment of this vitality, turning into a very majestic man, and his face slowly became young and ruddy from a middle-aged man, and he was no less than twenty years younger in a few breaths, turning into a sturdy young man.

On the other hand, Bu Guxiu's body shrank in an instant, and although the book of ghosts in his clothes emitted gray-white smoke and struggled to fill his empty body, he still visibly aged, from a man in the prime of life to a little old man.

"Black Sky Evil's Divine Skill?" Du Chuanchang took a step back in horror, almost knocking down the calamity behind him, and at this time, everyone in the treasure house looked at Feng Lieshan with a shocked expression, as if he had just known this person.

"Yes, it's "Black Sky Evil"! It can control the world's divine soldiers, and of course it can also take people's vitality. Feng Lieshan looked around at everyone with a proud face, and finally locked his gaze on the silver dust who climbed on a pile of gold and sat down at some point, and smiled coldly: "The deity has been planning for this secret realm for many years, how can it be easy for you to get cheap?"

As he spoke, he easily put the eleven light weapons into his cuffs, and his sleeves immediately turned into two bulging lumps: "Black Sky Evil just helped the deity get so many ghost weapons, and this harvest is worth paying off." ”

"The old ghost is very greedy. Du Chuanchang clenched his fist maliciously.

"This has always been the case. Feng Lieshan said coldly: "In the original plan, the deity planned to swallow everything here, but now it seems that there is no need. Then the rest of the pile of mysterious weapons, all of them were given to the Holy Water Sect. As he spoke, a dark viscous cloud appeared all over his body, and he looked like a ghost who had come out of hell.

He approached Wan Jian Xin step by step, and what emanated from his body was not the coercion of the Distraction Period, or even the Coercion of the Merge Dao Period, but a huge momentum of chaos and danger. The eleven light vessels on his body vibrated violently, making a rattling sound, and a wave of extremely strong qi poured into his body, making this terrifying figure of rejuvenation even more unstoppable.

Wan Jianxin's eyes froze, and the long sword in his hand was handed out, but as soon as he came into contact with Feng Lieshan's gangfeng, his face turned white, and the sword in his hand, the sword that had just been suppressed and conquered by him, actually broke out of his control in an instant, and was taken away by Feng Lieshan's sleeve.

Feng Lieshan picked up his fist, and was about to punch Wan Jianxin to death, but suddenly his strength was released, his body shook suddenly, and he almost fell to the side, he raised his head in shock and anger, and saw a pair of cold and playful silver pupils.

"Being able to control other people's weapons? Silver Dust said coldly, and at the same time, all the weapons of the treasure coolie, all the armor, and even all the metal objects slowly levitated, forming a slowly rotating metal array to surround Feng Lieshan. The innermost part of the encirclement was precisely the eleven ghost weapons he had just obtained.

It is based on the Awakening of All Things.

Feng Lieshan's eyes dimmed. He lowered his hand, but he said unrelentingly: "No one in this world has been able to take away the weapons that have been infected by "Black Sky Evil", not even "Black Sky Evil" itself!"

"Definitely. Silver Dust touched his nose and put away his magic. Feng Lieshan made another water sleeve effort, and gathered all the ghost weapons into his sleeve. His long black hair somehow fell and covered his face, making his expression extremely dark, and in this dark expression, a black smile bloomed.

Yinchen didn't have any really effective countermeasures against Feng Lieshan's approach, because he could control those light devices for a while, and he couldn't really own them, because they were all polluted by Feng Lieshan's "Black Sky Evil" skill, and they always carried a chaotic and mixed energy, which couldn't be removed. Yinchen didn't know why Feng Lieshan had already destroyed the Black Heaven Demon Dao's divine skill, he only knew that from now on, his [Hacking] Secret Method would encounter more restrictions and challenges if the Black Heaven Demon Demon's divine skill was widely spread.

After Feng Lieshan did all this, he turned around with a sneer and squeezed into the depths of the crowd. Many of the monks moved in disgust and fear, trying to get away from this capricious and calculating demon. One moment ago, he was still sighing that there were too many treasures, and he didn't have to bother calculating at all, but the next moment he began to calculate everyone again, and wiped out all the light weapon-level divine soldiers. I am afraid that no one can deal with him with peace of mind for such a person who goes back on his word. (To be continued.) )