Zhang Muyang's heart moved, if he really has such a thing as a magic weapon, then he will be big, and a magic weapon with a magic spirit can no longer be called a magic weapon, but a magic weapon, or even an immortal weapon.

The difference between a magic weapon with a machine spirit and a magic weapon without a machine spirit is a world of difference.

Generally speaking, it is to use the magic weapon of the special weapon spirit to fight against others, the power is several times greater, or even dozens of times, here is not a question of 1+1=2, but a question equal to the power of 2.

The immortal sword in his hand is because the spirit of the instrument has disappeared, so even if the grade is still there, the sharpness is even greater than before, but it can no longer be called an immortal weapon.

Therefore, Zhang Muyang can't help but be excited, this time in the small world of ruins, he is the right one. Not only did he break through and successfully push the "Nine Turns Xuangong" to the third turn and enter the Jindan realm, but also cultivated the mysterious gourd out of the instrument spirit, which is simply a double happiness.

Zhang Muyang kept thinking in his heart, the spirit of this mysterious gourd was obviously fed by those magic weapons, if he continued to feed it, he would definitely continue to improve its quality and growth rate. Thinking of this, Zhang Muyang couldn't help but show a wicked smile.

It is impossible to refine the magic weapon by yourself, it is a waste of time and energy, it is impossible to refine it in this life, and you can only grab other people's to make a living.

Thinking of this, the corners of Zhang Muyang's mouth couldn't help laughing, just when Zhang Muyang was planning to find someone to loot again.

He jerked his head up, as if sensing something.

In the canyon not far in front of him, a large number of monks had gathered, and there were people from all major forces, what was this?

Zhang Muyang grinned, not only was he as stable as an old dog, but he even wanted to laugh, this was about to be dropped from the sky.

"I was going to go to you hard, and I didn't want you to gather together by yourself, so don't blame me for cutting a wave of leeks. It's exciting to think about. ”

Gorge.

The valley is full of strange rocks, the left and right sides are the kind of high mountains that are difficult to fly, the canyon is about three or four hundred meters long, and there is a gurgling stream in it, and I don't know where it flows from.

After Zhang Muyang stepped in, he looked left and right, and felt that it was not bad, it was a good place to rob houses. After a few glances, he continued to walk forward, thinking in his heart why they didn't make a move.

Just when he couldn't wait and was about to scare and scare the ambush first, there was a sudden aura around him.

The entire canyon seemed to be shrouded in a formation, and there was a wall of energy on the left and right, sealing him here.

"It's finally started, and I can't wait. ”

Zhang Muyang looked around, and on a bluestone slab not far from him, there were bursts of air writhing, followed by dozens of figures.

There are people from Dongying, Northern Europe, North America, rice country, kangaroo country, and more than a dozen forces have gathered here.

If Monk Fang Zheng was here, he would definitely be surprised, there were nearly half of the world's powerful people gathered here.

"Zhang Muyang, you can't run away. ”

The person who spoke was Robert, a monk of the United States, who was a master of the native religion of the United States, and his cultivation was about D-level, and he was one of the organizers of the siege and beating against Zhang Muyang, and now he saw that he had become a turtle in the urn, just waiting for Zhang Muyang to die, so he naturally wanted to come out to show off.

Zhang Muyang didn't pay attention to the limelight of this goods, but looked at the cardinal, but he didn't expect that only a few days had passed, and he had changed his equipment again, and he looked very good. In the end, Britain has a solid foundation, not comparable to those poor and scattered cultivators, Zhang Muyang is even thinking about whether to go to England for a turn and take something back, which can be regarded as revenge for the Old Summer Palace back then.

When Zhang Muyang studied history and learned about the Opium War, it was a heartache, so many treasures were specially robbed by foreigners, and it was really a loser of the Qing government.

Seeing Zhang Muyang looking at him with a strange face, the cardinal suddenly trembled in his heart. seemed to think of something bad, and subconsciously took a few steps back, his face was slightly red, what was he afraid of, this time Zhang Muyang was definitely in a catastrophe, so many people besieged him, and there was a formation to help him, even if Zhang Muyang had nine lives, he would have to die here today.

So he mustered up his courage and glared back.

Zhang Muyang didn't care about his toughness, but looked at other people, except for the United States and the British Yankees, the largest number of people was Dongying Dog.

Needless to say, the blood feud between the two families, Dongying must not allow it, such a powerful figure appeared in Huaxia, and several actions of Dongying in Huaxia before were all destroyed by Zhang Muyang by chance. That kind of loss is not only a big injury to Dongying, but also a long time to relieve pain, and those who were killed by Zhang Muyang were all the elite of Dongying monks.

As for the others, Zhang Muyang didn't look carefully, anyway, they were all dishes in the pot later, and they couldn't run.

Zhang Muyang moved his wrist and said, "Hey, don't you guys do it yet?"

Seeing that Zhang Muyang was deeply encircled, he dared to be so arrogant, and Robert, who loved to be in the limelight, naturally couldn't bear it, he stroked his hair, pointed at Zhang Muyang, and shouted arrogantly: "Zhang Muyang, you still dare to be so arrogant, I really admire you, you are a powerful person, but unfortunately you don't have too good luck, you have to die here today, our country will never allow it, you have people like you in China." ”

Zhang Muyang touched the tip of his nose, although he didn't feel anything about being under siege, and even wanted to be the first and the pleasure of collecting leeks, but he was besieged by so many people for no reason, and he still cared a little bit in his heart. It doesn't matter to him about such a siege now, but when the small worlds around the world are opened, who knows if those old monsters will come out and join in the fun. They are all old monsters, and their realm methods are quite good, and just a few papal figures in his impression can pose a threat to him. Therefore, Zhang Muyang can't be careless.

But be careful, the goods in front of him now are not worth worrying about too much.

"Hehe, if you want to kill me, then you can come. Zhang Muyang beckoned.

Compared with the arrogance of the rice countryman, Zhang Muyang was slightly rampant at this time, and when he looked around at everyone, although he was alone in the way, he gave people a sense of seeing everything. This is the feeling that made those people who were originally ready to move feel a little more scruples and uneasiness in their hearts, especially the cardinal, although he had never fought with Zhang Muyang, but he really felt his "horror". Therefore, when he saw Zhang Muyang's smiling and slightly playful expression, he couldn't help but push back a few steps again, as if the hundreds of monks around him could not provide him with a sense of security.

(End of chapter)