The Lord's Mansion.

Long Jiuyang, who is full of food and drink.

Came to the treasure house that came to the Mansion Lord's Mansion and began to search frantically.

Filling all the rings of the ten square meters of space, Long Jiuyang left here with unfinished satisfaction.

Seemingly.

I'm going to refine a big space mystical weapon for myself.

Otherwise, if you go and loot the treasure troves of other cities, there will not be enough space mysteries, and it will really hurt the eggs!

Looking at the treasures in the treasure house, all of them were taken away by Long Jiuyang.

The Kuths looked desperate.

If you let the mansion master Qian Wanguan know, all the most precious treasures in the treasure house were snatched away by Long Jiuyang.

They were worried that Qian Wanguan would be angry and cut off their heads.

For the lord of the mansion who loves money as much as his life.

They are the treasurers, but every day they can see the lord of the mansion come to count these treasures......

Thinking of this, these kushi discussed it, and a few of them stole some of the treasures that were left by Long Jiuyang, and left the treasure house without looking back.

Stay here and wait for death, it is better to abscond with the treasure.

With these treasures and money, they can live comfortably wherever they go.

It's just that before these Kusi left the Mansion Lord's Mansion, they were arrested by the Shenwei soldiers.

After a period of interrogation, these weak Kusi explained the matter clearly.

Knowing that these dozen or so people were afraid because Long Jiuyang had looted the treasure house, the Shenwei sergeant hurriedly told Long Jiuyang about the matter.

Hearing this, Long Jiuyang was speechless for a while.

Are these people too timid or too bold?

"Leave all the treasures they stole and let them leave the Mansion Lord's Mansion!"

Long Jiuyang finally spoke.

Long Jiuyang didn't want a few people to die because of himself, and he wouldn't let these dozen people steal the treasures in the mansion.

These treasures are not Qian Wanguan's now, but their own!

After receiving the order, several Shenwei sergeants left behind the treasures stolen by several people, and all of them were thrown outside the gate of the mansion lord's mansion.

These dozen Kus, crying and mourning, were extremely embarrassed.

But their hearts are also settled.

was driven out of the Mansion Lord's Mansion by Long Jiuyang, at least there was no murder.

......

The Lord's Mansion, a spacious guest room.

Long Jiuyang didn't know where to get a tall stove, blazing with flames, exuding a blazing temperature.

The charcoal fire of this furnace is a kind of wood unique to the Overlord Continent, and the temperature emitted by burning can reach hundreds of thousands of degrees, and ordinary ore and iron can be easily incinerated into juice.

This is also the way that Long Jiuyang thought of refining the most powerful of yin and yang.

Standing in front of the fire, Long Jiuyang's divine soul suddenly flashed.

The black-covered Chaos Ancestral Dragon exuded a desolate aura, which was even more powerful than the coercion of the gods.

The Chaos Ancestral Dragon opened his mouth and spat out, and an extremely simple power emanated from his mouth.

Long Jiuyang threw pieces of ore into the furnace fire, and the colorful ore juice slowly flowed and then condensed together.

Long Jiuyang stared with his eyes, and according to the [Divine Refining] technique taught by Shi Zu, he began to refine his first mysterious weapon.

In his mind, it doesn't matter whether the first mysterious weapon he refines is powerful or not, but it must be styled.

According to what he thought in his heart, Long Jiuyang began to let the Divine Soul Ancestral Dragon build a Divine Pattern Circle on this mass of juice.

Although it was the first time for him to refine a mystical weapon, if he only refined a mortal-level mystical weapon, he still felt very shameless.

At the very least, it should be a god-level low-grade mystic weapon, right?

Looking at the slowly forming embryo body, Long Jiuyang's sword eyebrows slowly wrinkled.

Because of what he imagined, the divine sword that was shaped like a wind did not appear, but instead condensed into a brown-red oval.

Nima.

What the hell is going on?

Long Jiuyang was speechless for a while, could it be that the divine alchemy technique taught by the Great God of Shi Zu was pirated?

Otherwise, how did the sword with a style become like this?

Long Jiuyang operated his divine soul and tried his best to control the mineral juice.

I saw that this lump of mineral juice, under the kneading of Long Jiuyang's divine soul, would turn into a long stick shape, and then turn into an oval shape like an egg.

Seeing this, Long Jiuyang scolded in his heart, is this ore also so angry?

And Yue Qianyu, who was standing behind him, had a beautiful face and a burst of ruddy.

What kind of mysterious weapon is this abominable guy refining?!

Yue Qianyu glared at Long Jiuyang fiercely.

How dare Long Jiuyang, who shouted in his heart, distract himself to explain, these five kinds of ores are all treasures of the world, if they are wasted, Long Jiuyang may be distressed to death.

The Chaos Ancestral Dragon, the dragon breath it spits out is still continuous.

One after another divine patterns were formed in the brown-red juice, and when the last divine pattern was formed in the juice, Long Jiuyang found that his divine soul could not control this mass of juice at all.

And this mass of juice also cooled slowly, and the final appearance was a piece......

Slab bricks!

Yes, like the most ordinary red slab bricks on the planet.

If it is used to build a house, it must be very suitable.

But if you want to be a mysterious weapon, no matter how you look at it, it's a bit fucked......

emmm......

Long Jiuyang held the bricks in his hand, and he felt very comfortable.

"Husband, your mysterious weapon is ruthless and unique?"

Yue Qianyu stood aside and said with a smile.

Hearing Yue Qianyu's words, Long Jiuyang's handsome face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

It's just that he doesn't want to lose face in front of Yue Qianyu.

"Daughter-in-law, don't underestimate this brick, I have burned the Ten Thousand Dao Divine Pattern Circle inside it, and if I go down to this brick, I will be able to kill people!"

Looking at Yue Qianyu's pretty little face, Long Jiuyang smiled awkwardly.

Ten Thousand Dao Divine Pattern Array?

Yue Qianyu was horrified in her heart.

You must know that mortal-level mystical weapons, but only nine mystical pattern arrays, spirit-level mystical weapons are only twenty, god-level thirty, and saint-level forty......

More than fifty Dao is already considered a spiritual weapon, and a spiritual weapon can only be refined in the upper realm.

However, Long Jiuyang's brick actually has a Ten Thousand Dao Divine Pattern Array.

Of course, Yue Qianyu would not think that the divine pattern and the Xuan pattern were the same meaning.

Thinking about it this way, it is even more terrifying.

"Husband, take a look, what level is this brick?"

Yue Qianyu looked at Long Jiuyang expectantly and asked in a coquettish voice.

"Let me see. ”

Long Jiuyang looked at the brown brick in his hand and said.

He really didn't believe that the Mystic Weapon refined by the Ten Thousand Dao Divine Pattern Array was just the most ordinary brick.

When his mind was immersed in the bricks in his hand, a mighty force appeared in front of him.

Powerful power, don't say that it is a strong person in the Soul Condensing Realm like him, even a strong person in the True Realm Transformation, he is confident that he can slap it to death with a brick.

And he also found that although this anti-heaven slab brick had ten thousand divine pattern arrays, it was activated less than one thousandth.

From this point of view, now this brick is not the most awesome state, if all the divine patterns are activated, Long Jiuyang doubts that this brick will not turn the overlord continent into powder.

"Daughter-in-law, this brick, holy level...... Mysterious Weapon!"

Long Jiuyang said slowly.

Holy level?

Yue Qianyu looked at the bricks in Long Jiuyang's hand and was speechless for a while.

This saint-level mystical artifact looks too low-key, right?!

......

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