Chapter 270: The First Knife of the Storm

In the darkness like thick ink in front of him, there was a dazzling brilliant golden light, which was scorching and pure. Seeing it warms people's hearts, seems to dispel all darkness and evil, and makes people's hearts calm.

"Haha, the Golden Divine Armor ......"

The Fourteenth Master was ecstatic and looked up to the sky and laughed, how many demigods and kings entered the Gods and Demons Cemetery, but only the two of them found the Golden Divine Armor.

What luck and chance it was, how not to make him laugh.

At this time, the speed of the two of them was even faster, and the true yuan in their bodies was running wildly, and they quickly swept towards the golden divine armor. Although the golden light is right in front of you, it is still far away, and it is not known how many killing machines exist during this period.

Although they were extremely excited, the two of them did not dare to be careless, and their eyes were always vigilant.

When the bones of the sage were burned, the fourteenth master couldn't help sighing, and said with great pain: "Alas, this is burned out, this is a peerless treasure, specializing in all evil ......" Then, he threw out the requiem lamp again, although the requiem lamp is not as powerful as the bones of the sage, but without many devils, it can also keep them safe, and it is better for a long time, and it can be lit forever.

At this time, there were only two feet of light left, and the two were close to each other.

When they ran to the Golden Armor, their eyes widened because they had found the three-headed devil again. These three-headed devils are extremely high, reaching sixty or seventy zhang, with long black hair all over their bodies, exuding an evil and terrifying aura, which is not at all comparable to those devils who are a few or ten zhang outside.

The three-headed devil seemed to be dragging the divine corpse, but the divine corpse exuded a pure divine might, which made the three-headed devil extremely scrupled.

"Well, the three-headed devil seems to be digging a pit. After a while, the Fourteenth Master was slightly surprised and said, "Do they want to bury the corpse of the gods on the spot?"

The three-headed devil couldn't drag the corpse of the god, so he dug a pit on the spot under the corpse, and the soil dug out became a hill dozens of feet high in the blink of an eye.

"Fourteenth Master, how do you collect that set of golden divine armor?" Although Yan Qing knew what the devil was doing, she didn't dare to say it. Moreover, he really wanted to know how the Fourteenth Master would collect the Golden Divine Armor, if he couldn't collect it, then everything would be in vain.

"If you accept the divine armor, the old man has a way, but the three-headed devil is there, and he can't get close at all. The Fourteenth Master said with a frown, his mind was also racing and thinking of a way.

After a while, he said, "Boy, why don't you go and lure away those three-headed devils?"

"Do you think I can?" Yan Qing said with a roll of her eyes.

"Call the Nine Pattern Town Mountain Ding out and try it, and let it collect the Divine Armor. Grandpa Fourteen thought for a moment and said.

Yan Qing didn't speak after hearing this, and immediately woke up the Jiuwen Zhenshan Ding, but the Jiuwen Zhenshan Ding that flew out was so badly damaged that it seemed to shatter as long as it was touched lightly. The previous battle with the devil who was more than thirty feet old had consumed the energy of that drop of divine blood, and he was even more seriously injured.

When the mountain ding of Jiuwen Town saw the corpse of the god, his body became extremely hot, and his body was red as if he was burned by fire, and let out a low sound, but he didn't dare to go up after trying several times.

"Yan boy, you try other divine weapons and see if you can wake them up. The Fourteenth Master said a little unwillingly.

After a while, Yan Qing waved his hand, and the other nine divine soldiers were lying in the sea of wheels, still motionless.

"There is no hair on the mouth, and the work is not firm. In the end, it still depends on the veterans. The Fourteenth Master glanced at Yan Qing with disdain, then reached out and picked it up from his arms, muttering as he pouted: "This one doesn't work, this one doesn't work either...... This still doesn't work. Hey, this should work, take it out and try it. ”

Yan Qing's eyes were firmly fixed on the fourteenth master's clothes, and he didn't know how many things were in it, and then he saw the fourteenth master take out a flying knife with a slightly strange shape.

The flying knife seemed to be made of black iron, and it looked black, but its edges were flickering with a faint cold light, which was extremely sharp and had a breathtaking divine might.

"Throwing Knife Divine Soldier?"

Yan Qing became more curious about the clothes of the Fourteenth Master, and wanted to know how many good things were hidden inside.

"Picked it up. ”

The Fourteenth Master glanced at Yan Qing and said lightly, and then began to caress it, as if he was caressing something beloved. Yan Qing closed his eyes when he saw the Fourteenth Master stroking, a look of enjoyment, and moaned a few times from time to time, which made him goosebumps and almost sick to his stomach.

"Hey, the first knife of Fengyun?" Yan Qing saw a few words engraved on the flying knife.

"Hey, do you recognize this word?" This time it was the turn of the Fourteenth Master to be surprised, staring at Yan Qing with a dead gaze and asking, "Do you know the first knife of Fengyun?"

"Is this really the first sword?"

This time it was Yan Qing's turn to be surprised, because he saw that the flying knife was engraved with five characters he didn't know, so he casually said that Fengyun was the first knife, but he didn't expect to be said by himself.

At this time, there was a strange feeling in my heart.

"How do you know that Fengyun is the first sword?" the Fourteenth Master stared at Yan Qing.

"I said it casually, who knew it was really the first knife in the storm. Fourteenth Master, what is the origin of this Fengyun First Knife?" Yan Qing was a little curious, although he had heard of Fengyun First Knife, but that was all.

Moreover, the first knife in Fengyun is a willow leaf flying knife.

"So you can guess it?"

The Fourteenth Master was a little unconvinced, and then saw that Yan Qing didn't speak, and began to stroke again. Then he put his hand on it and said, "Go ahead." ”

The flying knife in his hand jumped slightly, and circles of water ripples appeared in the space above, and then disappeared into the water ripples.

"Space jumping?"

Yan Qing said with slight surprise.

After the Fourteenth Master heard this, he stared at Yan Qing again.

"Guess. Yan Qing said.

Boom –

As soon as Yan Qing's words fell, he saw that the head of a devil was broken, and the flying knife flashed by, and then disappeared into the space, and then appeared in the hands of the fourteenth master.

God doesn't know, the ghost doesn't sink, this black flying knife has already cut off a devil.

"Well, I don't know if I can send a second stab. The Fourteenth Master stroked the flying knife and said with a bitter face, looking very tired. Then, I don't know what he took out of his arms, I saw him swallow it in one gulp, and then he sent out another knife.

"Dead old man, who are you?" Yan Qing became more and more curious, the treasures in the arms of the fourteenth master seemed to be forever removed.

"Guess?"

The Fourteenth Master replied tiredly.

"Why is it her again?"

At this time, Yan Qing saw the white-clothed figure again, and her heart suddenly became angry. When the Fourteenth Master saw the white-clothed figure, his face was stunned for a moment, and then he changed dramatically and said, "Yan boy, she wants to win the Golden Divine Armor......"

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