The Empire of Ten Thousand Beasts, in the Imperial Palace. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Yang Ling stood in front of Xiao Xiong, silent.

Xiao Xiong's face was gloomy and terrifying, he originally thought that it would be impossible to find the person who killed Xiao Tian again, but now he finally found a clue: "You said that the secret weapon is in Motong's forging room?"

Yang Ling nodded: "Your Majesty, that's right, I saw it with my own eyes." ”

Xiao Xiong gritted his teeth: "Damn, I finally found you, I want you to live better than die!

Just after Xiao Xiong issued an order, Yang Ling hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, slow down." ”

"Huh?" Xiao Xiong frowned, dissatisfied with Yang Ling interrupting his order, "What do you want to say?"

"Your Majesty, with what I know about Master Mo, I'm afraid I won't be able to tell that person's information. Moreover, as a forging grandmaster, Master Mo's status in our Ten Thousand Beast Empire is not low, so it is not appropriate for you to arrest him directly like this. Besides, if you startle the snake like this, if the murderer knows about it, he will definitely escape. ”

"So what do you say?"

Yang Ling said: "I have a good relationship with Master Mo, let me make up a reason and ask him to introduce that person to me." At the same time, send someone to keep an eye on Mo Tong, and report it once you find a suspicious person. ”

Xiao Xiong nodded, he was carried away by hatred just now: "Okay, let's do it." I hope to see that guy soon!"

Yang Ling came to Motong's forging room again, and when he was on the way, he had already thought of an excuse.

"Master Mo, I'm here again. ”

"Oh, you've been pretty diligent lately. What's the matter?"

Yang Ling: "The last time I saw you here, I like Ice Cold Iron very much, I wonder if you can introduce me to the owner of Ice Cold Iron?" ”

"This ......" Mo Tong hesitated a little, as a forger, generally forging weapons and hidden weapons for customers needs to be kept secret to prevent them from being recognized by the enemy. If he mentioned this matter to Xue Hao, wouldn't it prove that he had leaked information?

Seeing Mo Tong's hesitation, Yang Ling hurriedly added: "I don't have any other ideas, I just want to buy a little cold iron, and I'm willing to pay a high price, a very high price." If you don't mind, Master Mo, you can introduce you to the owner of the Ice Cold Iron. ”

"If it's really inconvenient, you can tell him about it. If he's willing to trade, we'll meet again. ”

"Okay," Mo Tong could only agree, "I'll ask him then." ”

Yang Ling left. What Mo Tong didn't know was that just now, this workshop used to forge weapons had been heavily monitored.

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Xue Hao didn't notice the impending danger, and at this time he was practicing the breathing technique and the mountain opening stick in the training camp.

This breathing technique is very magical, fortunately, there is the basic content on the "Nirvana Record", and Xue Hao only took two days to practice the breathing technique.

What he didn't know was that it was actually the effect of his innate Eucharist. The Innate Holy Body is the first refining physique, and it is naturally very quick to contact this little skill.

"Close!" Xue Hao's heart moved, and the breath of his whole body instantly converged. He now looks like an ordinary person without any Yuan Force, not only Yuan Force, but his strong physical aura is also hidden, as if he is a powerless teenager.

You must know that Xian Yu relied on this breathing technique to hide his terrifying realm of the Martial Saint.

Now Xue Hao's breathing technique is not proficient enough, and when he is very proficient in the breathing technique, he can even completely converge the breath of life, and some masters can't feel his existence.

This is no longer just a hidden cultivation, but a hidden figure. Even standing behind a master, the person couldn't feel it, as if there was nothing behind him.

After the breathing technique is practiced, the next step is to open the mountain stick.

Early in the morning, Xue Hao came to the back mountain of the training camp and stood on the top of the mountain to start practicing sticks.

This is the top of the mountain behind the training camp, the location is excellent, the view is wide, you can see the sunrise on the horizon, and the gentle breeze blowing.

This is the highest place in the entire training camp, just look at the whole of the training camp at a glance, and you can also see the Beast God City lying on the ground in the distance.

This place is so beautiful. Xue Hao sighed that this was the first time he had come to this place to practice stick skills. Before that, it was the territory of the ancient melt. Earlier, this place belonged to Zeng Jian.

According to the unspoken rules of the training camp, this position will always belong to the strongest of the Demon Hunting Seeds.

Xue Hao thought of the unhappiness when Gu Rong left here just now, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, he still remembered that the first time he came to Houshan, he accidentally occupied Gu Rong's position. It was then that he learned about the unwritten rules of this training camp.

He didn't expect that in just one year, he would come from an inconspicuous corner at the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain!

This is not enough. Xue Hao shook his head: "I have to continue to work hard, genius seed battle, I'm here! Father, I'm also a genius, no worse than you!"

Xue Hao's eyes suddenly became resolute, and the Qiankun stick in his hand appeared, practicing the stick technique over and over again.

An hour and a half later, Xue Hao wiped the sweat from his forehead, and the morning exercise was over. Xue Hao suddenly remembered that he had ordered the cold iron, and a few days had passed.

Master Mo must have prepared my cold iron bullets. Xue Hao thought in his heart and rushed towards the Beast God City.

These cold iron bullets are Xue Hao's killer weapon, a killer weapon that is much stronger than his own strength. With the icy iron bullet and the natal gun, Xue Hao is sure to kill the Martial King!

It's a pity that the genius seed battle is not allowed to hurt people, and Xue Hao didn't plan to reveal the natal gun. Otherwise, with the natal gun, Xue Hao has a good chance of passing the preliminary round and entering the finals.

Coming to the weapon shop, Xue Hao followed the owner of the weapon shop directly to the backyard.

Just after Xue Hao entered the courtyard, this scene had already been transmitted by the intelligence officers of the Ten Thousand Beast Empire. This is the backyard of the weapon shop, a place to craft weapons, and ordinary people rarely come here.

Everyone who comes in and out of here will get noticed.

"Master Mo, my things are ready. ”

Mo Tong held a small box and put it in front of Xue Hao: "It was made three days ago, and I am waiting for you to pick it up." ”

Xue Hao's eyes lit up, and he reached out to open the small box. This chest is made of a special material, which is insulated from the cold of iron.

As soon as Xue Hao opened the box, a cold air hit. Lying quietly inside was a row of cold, pitch-black bullets, and some arrows of feathered arrows.

This pitch-black bullet with a metallic luster is extremely powerful at first glance. Even if there was no contact, Xue Hao could feel a chill.

Xue Hao wanted to reach out and touch it, but the cold iron ordinary people couldn't contact it with their skin for too long.

Seeing that Xue Hao was eager to try, Mo Tong handed him a glove: "This is made of the skin of the Beast Emperor-level spirit beast Earth Flame Beast, which can isolate the cold." ”

"Thank you. Xue Hao took the gloves, put them on his hands, picked up a bullet, and put it in front of his eyes to observe it carefully.

This bullet was only the size of an index finger, and it actually weighed a kilogram, and 300 kilograms of cold iron only created 25 bullets and 20 arrows. With such a heavy bullet and this biting chill, the power is terrifying.

"Good!" Xue Hao couldn't help but admire.

"Childe, since you are satisfied, what about the silver?"

Xue Hao took out the prepared silver ticket: "Here, this is 30,000 taels of silver." ”

The boss happily took the silver ticket and began to count the money.

I don't know when, Yang Ling has already received a message to check Xue Hao's identity: "I don't know who this son-in-law is?"