Zhao Zhong didn't speak, and more than two hundred spiritual weapons flew out from the two large boxes, hanging on the heads of the fifty or sixty people around him. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Don't know what's wrong, don't look at the number of you, you may not have any chance of winning, don't blame me if you die when the time comes. ”

Zhao Zhong sneered at the monks who had taken revenge on him, while the fifty or sixty monks around him laughed even more disdainfully, and hundreds of bright spirit weapons also flew up and confronted the flying sword controlled by Zhao Zhong. It seems that everyone has taken at least three or four high-grade spiritual weapons, and the number is not inferior at all.

"Yo Yo, so many spiritual weapons are so scary. ”

The monk who took the lead made a cheap expression towards Zhao Zhong, and then sneered.

"Controlling so many spiritual weapons at once, my brain can't react. Besides, we are all high-grade spiritual weapons, and these spiritual weapons of yours are like paper paste in front of us, don't pretend. Let's get out of here honestly, save us the trouble and break the Breitling grass on your body, be a little more interesting. ”

The rest of the monks also laughed, as if they were all waiting for Zhao Zhong and Yuezhi to crush the jade plaque by themselves, because in their opinion, it would be easy to defeat Zhao Zhong and Yuezhi, but the Hundred Years Spirit Grass on the two of them would be damaged in the battle, and their purpose in waiting for Zhao Zhong was basically for this.

Zhao Zhong's face turned cold, and he didn't say anything more, more than two hundred spirit weapons blasted towards the surrounding monks, and the two large boxes full of spirit stones also quickly fell to the ground.

Seeing that Zhao Zhong made a move, the spirit weapons of the other monks also flew up, and the result of the battle between the top grade spirit weapons and the middle grade spirit weapons was obvious, but the more than two hundred spirit weapons controlled by Zhao Zhong suddenly trembled in the air, and each spirit weapon suddenly changed into three, and the number seemed to have become six or seven hundred spirit weapons all of a sudden.

Many high-grade spiritual weapons were thrown into the air, and the slashed spiritual weapons were just some phantoms, and more than 200 spiritual weapons in Zhao Zhong continued to shoot towards the surrounding monks, and many monks hurriedly turned their spiritual weapons back, and soon caught up with Zhao Zhong's spiritual weapons, but every time they fell, they were all illusions, and some monks even bombarded them with spells, but they did not shoot down the real spiritual weapons.

There were more than 200 spiritual weapons controlled by Zhao Zhong, each of which was very accurate, making the surrounding monks break into a cold sweat. And some monks gritted their teeth and used their high-grade spirit weapons to kill Zhao Zhong directly, anyway, the speed of the high-grade spirit weapon was much faster than the middle-grade spirit weapon, it stands to reason that they should be able to take the lead in killing Zhao Zhong, as for those hundred years spirit grass, they can't control it so much.

The two large boxes full of spirit stones had fallen to the ground, and more than a hundred spiritual weapons inlaid on the big boxes also flew out, and they collided with the high-grade spiritual weapons that flew over, and accurately hit each high-grade spiritual weapon that flew in.

The gap between the top-grade spiritual weapon and the medium-grade spiritual weapon is one level, and Zhao Zhong's medium-grade spiritual weapon suddenly fell to the ground with a great loss of spirituality, and many spiritual weapons were even directly cut in half, completely broken. But one by one, the high-grade spiritual weapons that flew in were also stunned, and it only took more than a second, but it was enough.

Zhao Zhong's more than 200 spiritual weapons rushed in front of the surrounding monks without exception, and some monks were so frightened that some monks hurriedly crushed the jade plate, and they were teleported out in an instant, and one by one the spiritual weapons were cut into the air, but nearly half of the monks didn't seem to expect this to be the situation at all, and under a stunned look, five or six spiritual weapons were slashed on their bodies, and they were all towards the gaps in their clothes.

The flesh of a group of qi refining monks is not comparable to that of spiritual weapons, nearly half of the monks were directly cut into their bodies by spiritual weapons, and they died so much that they couldn't die anymore, and the monks who were still ambitious to bully more and less fell into a pool of blood in just a few seconds, making the surrounding air filled with a smell of blood.

More than 200 spiritual weapons turned around and flew back, and one by one the bloodstained spiritual weapons were inserted into the grooves of the two large wooden boxes again, and the blood stains on them made the two boxes scarlet, which looked a little terrifying.

"Hey...... Let's go. ”

Zhao Zhong sighed and said to Yuezhi, and the two large wooden boxes filled with spirit stones flew up again. Although these people died innocently, Zhao Zhong also felt a little sad and did not have much happiness. Yuezhi nodded, but a pair of beautiful eyes stared at Zhao Zhong, and seemed to have a new understanding of Zhao Zhong's strength.

It didn't take long for Zhao Zhong and Yuezhi to each find a high-grade spiritual weapon in their hands, and Zhao Zhong took a slender pitch-black long sword, which was not reflective at all in the sun, and if it was used at night, it would have unexpected results. And Moon Fat returned a pair of silver daggers, and it seems that she has a special preference for daggers.

And the Red Edge Sword that has been with him for a long time has completely become history, Zhao Zhong sighed and was about to insert it into the slot of the wooden box, but he hesitated again, and after thinking twice, Zhao Zhong jumped down from the top of the big wooden box, found a towering tree, dug a deep pit next to it, and carefully placed his Red Edge Sword inside.

If you take the Red Edge Sword with you again, you will turn into a broken sword in the next battle, which is really unbearable. Zhao Zhong plans to bury it, which can be regarded as a final destination for this old friend who has been with him for a long time.

Yuezhi looked at Zhao Zhong's actions, and also walked to Zhao Zhong's side, and put the pair of pitch-black daggers and a pair of pink daggers in her before, and the two of them carefully buried their spiritual weapons. The two of them stood there like this for a while, and they seemed to be really reluctant in their hearts, and they didn't know why they had such feelings for a few dead things.

After the two of them stood in front of the tree for a while, they returned to the two large boxes full of spirit stones, and continued to move towards the depths, the ground next to the tall tree was still flat, but one place could be seen to be newly buried soil.

Zhao Zhong did not try to refine more high-grade spiritual weapons to replace these medium-grade spiritual weapons of his own, because there was no magic circle specializing in refining spiritual weapons, refining high-grade spiritual weapons one by one was too time-consuming, and it would also consume too much mana, although Zhao Zhong only chose a high-grade spiritual weapon, but just this slender black sword, Zhao Zhong was confident that it was not worse than those hundreds of spiritual weapons.

Although there are countless high-grade spiritual weapons here, just like the situation on the periphery, there is not a single defensive spiritual weapon in sight, which also indicates that once the next battle occurs, it will be even more tragic, and one carelessly will either live or die.

"Huh, what's that?"

Zhao Zhong casually turned his head and suddenly found something strange, which looked like it was shining with fiery red light from a distance. Zhao Zhong flew back curiously, and found that it was a fiery red bead larger than a fist, which seemed to have rolled off the body of the monk who had been killed by himself.

"Is this also a spiritual artifact?"

Zhao Zhong tried to refine it with some curiosity, but found that there was no response. Generally speaking, as long as it is a spiritual weapon, whether it has an owner or not, it can react. This fiery red bead didn't look like a spiritual weapon, Zhao Zhong looked at it curiously, and found that this bead was not a regular spherical shape, because there was a slot in one position, and I didn't know what it was for.