"Realm Lord, the Cadre Mo Evil Sword is here. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" The cadre laughed and said, don't think that the cadre is a famous caster in history who doesn't know the accident of human feelings, in ancient times, you don't have an old fritter-like mentality, someone looks at you unhappy, kill you, no yamen will care.

"Cadre!!" "Cadre!!" "Cadre!!"

"What do you shout, this matter is on my head." The cadre turned around and roared, how can he still look like he has just bowed, you must know that the cadre, as a caster, is accompanied by fire all day long, and there is still a calm mind, not all of them are extremely irritable.

As soon as the cadre finished speaking, the disciples of the Mo family all walked away, and some laughed and left, "Ah, let's go, now it has nothing to do with us at all," "I'm scared to death, if the giant knows that the organ is broken into slag, we must look good." "Yes, yes, yes, now we can push on the cadre."

The voice of the Mo family disciple was not loud, but it was not small, so the cadre and Zhuang Zhoumeng had already heard their words that were so contrary to "modern", looking at the cadre's face that didn't know whether to cry or laugh, Zhuang Zhoumeng suddenly thought of a sentence, asking the cadre to be in the shadow area of his heart now.

However, the cadre still adjusted quickly, anyway, if the cadre Mo Evil Sword can't exchange enough contribution points, then the future will be a dead end, anyway, he already owes Mozi a lot of favors, and he is not afraid of owing one.

"This is" Zhuang Zhoumeng looked around curiously, this was a downward passage, "Because the Extraterrestrial Meteorite is too hard, so I asked Mozi for help and put the Extraterrestrial Meteorite into this special molten slurry, which made the Extraterrestrial Meteorite melt." Zhuang Zhoumeng nodded, indicating understanding.

I don't know how many steps, and finally came to the bottom, the bottom is a hall, well, it can't be said that he is a hall, because it's too hot here, I'm afraid it's difficult to store even tables and chairs, so there's nothing here, to put it mildly, this is a hole in the ground, or that kind of deep hole.

In the center of this place, there is a pool of red and bright, slowly flowing blood, with traces of swords and axes, which are obviously artificially made.

Don't underestimate this "blood" pool, if you guess correctly, this pool is a magma pool, one after another, a stream of hot gas that wants to be roasted and blown away is constantly surging towards Zhuang Zhoumeng's side.

Zhuang Zhoumeng couldn't help but cover his face with his sleeve robe, of course, this is not to say that Zhuang Zhoumeng is afraid of these heat waves, the reason why Zhuang Zhoumeng covers his face is just because the heat wave is too hot and makes him a little uncomfortable.

Looking at the cadres on the side, he seems to have nothing to do, which does not mean that the cadres are already stronger than Zhuang Zhoumeng or the cadres are more heat-resistant than Zhuang Zhoumeng, the cadres are okay just because they have been here for a long time and have become accustomed to it.

"Realm Lord, look at the middle of the magma." Zhuang Zhoumeng removed his robe, and after the initial discomfort, Zhuang Zhoumeng now feels much better.

"That's the Mo Evil Sword," Zhuang Zhoumeng looked at the sword shape and stood in the center of the magma.

"Name: Extraterrestrial Meteorite

Value: 2,000 contribution points

Introduction: The material is soft, and it is a good material for refining soft weapons"

What, two thousand contribution points, if the cadre sells this thing to the sect, the cadre will become the richest person in the sect almost instantly.

"Realm Lord, the value is enough." The cadre looked hopeful, this is his last hope, "the value is not only enough, but also more than a lot" Zhuang Zhoumeng told the truth, the cadre's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help shouting "Great".

Then he looked at Zhuang Zhoumeng with a pitiful look, ah, spicy eyes, you think, a strong man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a full beard, eight abdominal muscles, and muscles all over his body looked at you with an expectant look......

Zhuang Zhoumeng twisted his head away without a trace, raising it slightly at forty-five degrees, making the cadre completely disappear from Zhuang Zhoumeng's sight, "I can give you two choices now." Zhuang Zhoumeng raised his head, didn't see the cadre show a puzzled look at all, and said to himself.

"One, I'll give you two thousand contribution points

Second, raise your strength to the peak of Qi training, and leave you another thousand contribution points. ”

The cadre was silent, this is a difficult choice, and it is also a very good choice, one, two thousand contribution points, so that not only can you escape the king of Chu, but also leave a large number of contribution points, then you can cultivate with peace of mind, two, become the peak of qi training, and one thousand contribution points.

"How strong is the strength of the peak of Qi training." The cadre's tone was a little hoarse, which showed that he was fighting fiercely in his heart, "Slaughtering people is like slaughtering dogs, the most important thing is that your source of strength is infinite. "Zhuang Zhoumeng is a bit like a person who is engaged in pyramid schemes, and he is constantly tempted by this worker.

"Okay, I promise." The cadre agreed, and then took a long breath, after all, he was taking half of his net worth to buy a strength at the peak of Qi training that he didn't understand, if it weren't for the contribution points and a thousand, the cadre probably wouldn't buy it.

Zhuang Zhoumeng stretched out his hand and half-grasped it, a golden light flashed, and a round golden autumn appeared in Zhuang Zhoumeng's hand, the seed of dreams, of course, now Zhuang Zhoumeng only has this thing available.

"Heart" Zhuang Zhoumeng shouted, and immediately reacted that now the cadres are only using the basic qi refining given by the sect to determine the mind, and they have a vague concept, but they don't know what the mind is and how to control it.

"A drop of blood" Zhuang Zhoumeng repeated again, "Oh" A drop of blood is nothing at all for a cadre, he reached out and touched his body again, but he didn't know where he touched a dagger with a cold light, his eyes didn't blink, he pulled on his fingers, and a drop of blood appeared, "Drip on it" Zhuang Zhoumeng signaled, the cadre put his hand on the seed of the dream, the blood dripped down, fell on the seed of the dream, and before it splashed around, the blood droplet had been absorbed.

Zhuang Zhoumeng didn't care, slightly forced, and threw upwards, originally looking at Zhuang Zhoumeng's strength, the cadre thought that this bead would definitely fall down at once, but the dream seed flew upwards and suddenly disappeared.

Weng, in the dark, a force appeared, and it was blessed on the cadre at once, refining the first layer of qi and refining the second layer....... The momentum was like a bamboo, until the ninth layer of qi refining, and it came to an abrupt end.

"That's what it is...... Strength" The cadre was pleasantly surprised to feel the endless flow of qi all over his body, and now the cadre only feels that one punch can be the same as Zhuang Zhoumeng, smashing the machine, "Xie Jie" The cadre turned around, hugged his fist is a bow, and after a long time, he looked up and found that Zhuang Zhoumeng and the cadre Mo Xie Sword were gone.