Chapter Eighty-Eight: Black Darkiron
A small tower, shining with dazzling glow, dazzling, just took out the storage bag, the sky was illuminated by this brilliant light like the scorching sun.
Zhao Xiu flipped his wrist and sacrificed this small tower, and suddenly thousands of creatures in the valley screamed and wailed.
Even he felt a little dazzling in front of him, and he was overwhelmed by this powerful power.
With a bang, a flash of fire rose into the sky.
Hellfire!
Endless anger suppressed the light in the sky, and the roaring fire dragon roared, and the invisible pressure dissipated in an instant.
The power of this small tower had reached such a terrifying state that Zhao Xiu had to resort to Hell in order to resist this powerful pressure.
"It's a pity that Qi Han didn't have time to sacrifice this small tower, otherwise I'm afraid it would be another fierce battle. Zhao Xiu shook her head, put away the small tower, and moved her gaze to the storage bag.
A black piece of black iron caught his attention, and although it was only the size of a palm, it felt heavy to the touch.
Even if he has innate divine powers, it is a little difficult to hold in his hands.
This black dark iron is extremely poor, without the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power, and it is obviously an ordinary thing that can no longer be ordinary.
It's just that for some reason, Zhao Xiu held this dark iron in his hand, and he always had a feeling of palpitations.
"Well, since it's a trophy, let's take it first. With that, he threw the darkiron into the storage bag, and before he could put it away, he heard a loud noise coming from inside the storage bag.
The loud sound was as if the earth was shattering in an instant, and the momentum was amazing.
"Not good!" Zhao Xiu's face changed, and the baby in the storage bag sounded, and his face turned blue in an instant.
The loot that has just arrived, don't be smashed by this black black iron.
When he poured out a bag of treasures, he was instantly dumbfounded.
"Huh?" Zhao Xiu almost didn't get his nose crooked when he saw it, and the small tower he put into the storage bag was smashed by this black black iron!
"My God, this is the baby that I have arrived......" Zhao Xiu's heart ached at the moment, and suddenly his eyes flashed, revealing a look of surprise.
This little tower was so powerful that even he had to sacrifice Hell to fight it.
But it was such a treasure, and it was smashed by this black black iron at will, and it was smashed to pieces.
Thinking of this, he didn't have time to heartache the destroyed small tower, picked up the dark iron and looked at it carefully, but found nothing abnormal.
A hint of disappointment flashed in Zhao Xiu's eyes, and then he injected a trace of spiritual power into this dark iron, but this spiritual power was like a mud cow entering the sea, and it did not cause any waves.
If it is an ordinary artifact, the injection of spiritual power will produce some resonance, and even some powerful artifacts will reject these spiritual powers.
But this dark iron is good, like a magnet, and it does not refuse the injected spiritual power.
Zhao Xiu continued to inject spiritual power, and the dark iron never changed, looking very simple, giving people a sense of vicissitudes.
Looking at the small tower that was shattered into slag, Zhao Xiu felt a pain in his heart, and carefully put away the Xuantie, so as not to smash other treasures, this Qi Han's storage bag contains a lot of good things, and he is not a genius disciple of the big faction.
With a flick of his wrist, he put away all the storage bags.
The system unlocking requires a lot of spiritual power, and Zhao Xiu wants to improve his cultivation, but the spiritual power consumed far exceeds that of others, and the spirit stones and elixirs that came from this looting are enough for him to impact the late stage of Jindan.
Although there were many demon beasts in the valley, the spiritual power contained in their flesh and blood could no longer meet Zhao Xiu's cultivation needs.
If you want to improve your cultivation, you must have a large number of spirit stones to replenish your spiritual power, and at the same time, you also need actual combat to improve yourself.
He threw out a fiery dragon, and the fierce flames set the valley on fire.
Seeing the corpses in one place turn to ashes in the flames, Zhao Xiu breathed a sigh of relief, otherwise with the strength of Gui Xuanzong, it would not be difficult to find out the truth of this matter.
The destruction of these corpses also saves a lot of trouble.
The fire grew stronger and stronger, burning the entire valley red.
Zhao Xiu stood up and swept into the distance.
He didn't notice that in the monstrous flames, a pale arm stretched out from a pool of blood, and then a man with a haggard description crawled out, it was the genius disciple of Gui Xuanzong, Qi Han!
The firelight in the sky even alarmed Changyin Mansion, but in this valley outside the city, there were monsters and beasts from time to time, so no one took this seriously.
However, some of the monks who stayed outside the city noticed the movement here and rushed over.
Zhao Xiucai left not far away, and found that there were countless breaths around him, and he couldn't help frowning, although these breaths were far away, the corpses in this place were still at risk of being exposed.
Thinking of this, he swept into the distance without looking back, no matter how things developed, it was better to leave first!
After a few jumps, Zhao Xiu left the valley and quietly hid in the shadows.
Looking back from afar, you can still see this valley blazing into the sky, and some powerful aura is constantly descending on this valley.
At this time, night had come, and the fire had burned in the valley for half a day, and the fire that rose to the sky was even more dazzling in the dark night sky.
Zhao Xiu's speed was very fast, and he was getting farther and farther away from the valley, a land of right and wrong, but his heart never let go.
Finally, several forces appeared in the direction of the valley that made his heart palpitate.
The Mighty of the Void!
Zhao Xiu's eyes lit up, and he took advantage of the night to perform the disguise technique of thousands of people, this was the first time he had used the disguise technique, and the changed appearance was that of a young man.
With sword eyebrows and starry eyes, he looks handsome and chic, but the clothes on his body look a little short.
He threw the long sword into the storage bag and restrained his breath, which seemed to outsiders to be nothing more than an ordinary casual cultivator.
If it weren't for the fact that his cultivation at this time had reached the Jindan stage, no one would pay attention to him when he walked on the streets of Changyin Mansion.
Even the people of the Zhao Mansion couldn't recognize his identity when they saw him like this.
Zhao Xiu returned to Changyin Mansion, walked around the city, and did not return to Zhao's Mansion, but found a hotel that had not yet closed, and sat in it to inquire about the news.
This hotel is also a little famous in Changyin Mansion, and it is very luxuriously furnished, although it is late at night, it is still overcrowded.
"There's a big event happening outside the city, I wonder if you've heard of it?"
There was a man dressed as a casual cultivator, cautiously asking the guests at the next table.
"I've heard that many people died in that valley, most of the bodies were burned beyond recognition, and some were burned to ashes. ”
"I've also heard that it seems that several Void Realm powerhouses from Guixuanzong have appeared. ”
"I heard that the demon path murderer and the disciple of Gui Xuanzong met in the valley, and the two sides fought, which is why there is such a tragic scene. ”
The loose cultivation had just begun, and the restaurant suddenly exploded, and everyone was talking about it with great interest.
This Changyin Mansion is a place where all parties are mixed, and those present seem to be scattered cultivators, and maybe there are the eyes of the Demon Dao and other families.