The Flying Cloud Treasure Ship breaks through the clouds and shuttles between the clouds.

Yechen stood on the ship of Feiyunbao, holding a silver spear, and his mood was better than ever.

Today's silver spear has converged all the light, and it looks no different from an ordinary iron robber, only Yechen, who is the master, knows how perverted the silver spear in his hand is.

Based on the texture alone, Yechen had never seen such a tough material.

Yechen poured the power of death into the silver spear, which let out a slight tremble, as if it was from the excitement of longing for battle.

The silver spear stabbed forward, and with the shaking of Yechen's right hand, countless phantoms suddenly erupted from the tip of the spear, and one after another spear flowers bloomed on the tip of the spear.

One, two.....

It wasn't until the fifteen-snatched spear flower bloomed that the tip of the spear slowly stopped trembling, and the spear flower disappeared and recondensed into a straight silver spear.

The little fat man has already gone to cultivate, Song Qiu on the side watched Yechen demonstrate his marksmanship, his eyes were full of desire, even he couldn't show so many gun flowers, the people in this world who can shake out so many gun flowers can be counted on one hand, and the existence in front of him is very easy to shake out fifteen gun flowers, and it is definitely not his peak combat power.

Yechen looked at his spear with great satisfaction, and said, "This spear has just been promoted to a spirit-level magic weapon, but his power has surpassed the king-level magic weapon in my hand, and it is chasing the emperor-level magic weapon, a good thing, a really good thing." ”

Compared with the Zhuxian Sword in his previous life, it is several grades stronger, and this magic weapon, the higher the level, the bigger the gap will be.

Immediately, Yechen's mind moved, and the silver spear continued to shrink, and then turned into a puddle of silver liquid into the palm of his hand, and was nourished by his own essence and blood.

This is Yechen's natal magic weapon, and it has become a part of Yechen's body.

On the side, Lan Wen also followed the example of Yechen and put the silver spear into her body.

A piece of Taiyi Xingchen gold was refined into two spears, one for Yechen and one for Lan Wen.

Robbing is the king of a hundred soldiers, and the weapon with the most powerful attack power.

In the last life, Yechen chose the sword, the sword is the king of a hundred soldiers, paying attention to the integration of attack and defense, which is more noble, and is a symbol of the emperor. And in this life, Yechen chose to rob, showing a more fierce desire to attack and a more awe-inspiring fighting spirit.

After putting away the silver spear, Yechen stood at the bow of the ship and said softly, "Soon, it will fly out of the area of the Flame Empire, where is their patrol army." ”

Song Qiu said with a smile: "When I came, I ordered my subordinate sons to go to the border of the Flame Empire, and the Flame Empire was very nervous, so I also transferred a large army to take precautions. ”

"Oh!" Yechen nodded.

Half a day later, the Flying Cloud Treasure ship finally flew out of the range of the Flame Empire and entered the Death Empire.

Yechen was also a little relieved, here, compared to the Flame Empire, it was much safer, and if the people of the Death Empire wanted to deal with themselves, they had to weigh and weigh, openly besieging and killing an Imperial General, but it was a serious crime, and it was impossible to be as unscrupulous as the Flame Empire.

Song Qiu said beside Yechen: "That, I'm going to leave too." ”

"Oh, you're not going back to the barracks?" Yechen was a little strange.

Song Qiu explained: "I have already informed the sons and daughters to go back, and a few days ago I received an invitation from an old friend, saying that he had found a large tomb and invited me to go and see it together, my natal zombie was dead, so I also wanted to touch the tone to see if I could find one." ”

"Well, well, there you go. Yechen said.

On this continent, some tombs can be found almost every day, but most of them are of limited value.

The tomb that Song Qiu was going to must be very dangerous, and Yechen hoped that he could find something good. The more dangerous the place, the more it can breed some herbs with good medicinal effects, but it does not necessarily breed potential zombies, and the potential of zombies is determined at the moment they are born.

Some 10,000-year-old tombs can't produce a single Martial King dead creature, and some hundred-year-old tombs may be able to nourish a dead creature with emperor-level potential.

Of course, relatively speaking, the more intense the place, the greater the probability of giving birth to a good zombie.

Song Qiu bowed to Yechen, then flew out of the treasure ship, and his body slid into the distance, disappearing into the depths of the white clouds.

Yechen entered the Martial God space, looking at the notice in the Martial God space, Yechen smiled slightly.

Sure enough, no one has issued a notice about any flame beasts, and with Emperor Wu making a move, that magma sea should have become a forbidden place for some people, maybe even Cang Yan rushed over, and naturally he would not leak important news again.

As for the announcement about Yechen, many people say that Yechen has obtained the emperor artifact material, which is exactly the effect that Yechen wants to achieve, the emperor-level material is nothing, and the material that surpasses the emperor-level is too terrible, fortunately, few people know this news.

Standing at the bow of the boat, Yechen's mind couldn't help but appear that it seemed to be soft, extremely proud in his heart, and extremely kind and righteous Chang Baihui's figure, among so many women Yechen had seen, Chang Baihui was not very beautiful, she could only be regarded as Qingli, but her actions at the critical moment left a deep impression on Yechen, and her righteousness to her friends and filial piety to her teacher made her figure extraordinarily different.

Yechen said softly: "Baihui, your master didn't embarrass you. ”

。。。。。。

In a gloomy house, Chang Baihui's hands were tied to a wooden stick, and the wooden stick rose into the air, leaving Chang Baihui's entire body suspended one meter above the ground.

A woman dressed in black, holding a long whip, whipped Chang Baihui's body over and over again, and with each whip, Chang Baihui's body trembled, leaving a shocking bloody scar, accompanied by burnt marks.

This long whip is a fire-attribute magic weapon, and it is several times more painful to hit a human body than an ordinary long whip.

Chang Baihui gritted his teeth tightly to prevent himself from screaming, his face and lips were pale, and drops of sweat appeared on his forehead, mixed with tears.

Chang Baihui's expression was full of disbelief, she didn't understand, why couldn't the master understand her, she was obviously doing the right thing, why did she betray her benefactor by herself?

Opposite Chang Baihui, sat Han Yanzhu with a hideous face.

Finally, the intense pain made Chang Baihui faint.

Then, the woman in black took out a basin of cold water and splashed it on Chang Baihui.

This is the fifth time today that I have splashed cold water.

Cold water was poured on Chang Baihui's face, making her slowly wake up, and the first thing that caught her eye was Han Yanzhu's cold face.

"I didn't expect it, it's still a hard bone. Han Yanzhu smiled coldly and said, "Give you one last chance, say, or die." ”

Chang Baihui closed her eyes, her heart hurt more than the pain on her body.

Because there was still a master, she chose to stay, but even if Chang Baihui was ready to be punished, she didn't expect to usher in such a cruel criminal law.

(End of chapter)