In the Shengdan space, with Zhao Yi's flying, a lot of treasures were also found along the way.

This Saint Pill space is named after Saint Pill, and I don't know how many heavenly and earthly treasures grow in it, the sixth-order elixir here is extremely common, and the seventh-order elixir can also be seen occasionally, even if it is a seventh-order high-level or even a peak elixir, there are a little, as for whether there is an elixir that has surpassed the seventh-order and reached the eighth-order saint-level level, it is unknown.

"Millennial Soul Fruit. ”

"Raw Spiritual Grass. ”

As he was flying, a strong breath of life instantly attracted Zhao Yi's attention, and then Zhao Yi discovered two seventh-order high-level elixirs that were enough to refine the seven-star emperor level and above, and his eyes were suddenly surging with essence.

Whether it is the thousand-year-old spirit fruit or the life spirit qi grass, it has a great effect on treating injuries, and it can treat injuries if taken directly, and if it is refined into an elixir, it has a very strong effect, so that people who have exhausted their meridians and exhausted their strength can instantly recover their peak.

For this kind of treasure, even Zhao Yi couldn't treat it as nothing, so he quickly put it away at the moment, and kept it in Jing Jin with great importance.

Continuing to move forward, Zhao Yi not only looked around, but even his soul power was scanning around, maintaining a range that did not consume a lot of soul power but would never miss the treasures around him.

After another period of time, when Zhao Yi's soul power swept through a crack in a rock, a strange fluctuation instantly caused Zhao Yi's attention to gather over.

"Hey, what a strong necromantic aura. Stopping and flying, Zhao Yi fell to the side of the rock and looked at the crack in the rock with a surprised expression.

This rock is more than ten zhang high, which is not too eye-catching, and the cracks in the rock are not very deep, only about three or four meters deep and one or two feet wide.

It's just that in this crack, there is a faint purple-gray aura swirling, and the rocks that come into contact with these purple-gray breaths are also corroding at an extremely subtle speed.

"Get up!" Zhao Yi raised his palm, and a majestic suction force suddenly surged out, and the huge rock suddenly broke through the ground and was suspended in the air.

The next moment, a surge of energy poured out of Zhao Yi's palm, and he immediately smashed the rock.

However, the shattered rock did not turn into countless fragments and scatter out, but directly turned into powder, and quickly spread a layer of gray-white powder on the ground, and only a piece of purple-black strange metal was suspended in mid-air.

On the surface of this purple-black metal, there was a layer of purple-black air currents that were constantly spitting in and out like breathing, and Zhao Yi's True Yuan had a tendency to decay as soon as it came into contact with it.

"Necromantic iron. ”

Looking at all the purple and black suspended in front of him, Zhao Yi's eyes were flickering.

Necromantic iron is a metal material at the peak of the eighth order, and the refining of some eighth-order peak holy weapons is absolutely indispensable with necromantic iron, and the treasures made of necromantic iron will naturally contain an extremely strong necromantic qi, with the power to corrode true elements, treasures, etc.

Such a large piece of necromantic iron was already enough for the consumption of an eighth-order holy weapon in the process of building.

And on Zhao Yi's task list, there is a thing related to necromantic iron, but it is not necromantic iron, but necromantic iron ore that can refine necromantic iron.

And even Necromantic Iron Ore is a refining material that has reached the seventh order of the highest level, and if it is refined into Necromantic Iron, the value will not know how many times it will increase.

However, Zhao Yi knew that with the ability of a seventh-order refiner, he had not yet had the ability to refine necromantic iron from necromantic iron ore, that is to say, if there was no trading with other realms, it would be impossible for the artificially refined necromantic iron to be extracted in the realm tomorrow morning.

One can imagine how valuable such a piece of necromantic iron in his hand is!

"Hehe, your luck is good, you can actually find such a large piece of necromantic iron, this kind of thing is completely impossible to refine at the level of refining weapons in the Tomorrow Morning Realm, you can only use it if you go to the more powerful realm and ask the holy weapon master to make a move, it is useless for you to keep it in your hands, in this way, two million spirit crystals, you sell this piece of necromantic iron to me, how about it?"

At this moment, a figure flew over not far away, looking at the necromantic iron suspended in front of Zhao Yi, his eyes flashing with greed.

"Two million spirit crystals, are you calling Hanako?" Zhao Yi took the necromantic iron in his hand and threw it gently, but the corners of his mouth hooked up a strange smile.

He had discovered this guy before, but the two had never had any interests before, so although they were not very far apart, there was no conflict.

It's just that now the other party wants to use a mere two million spirit crystals to buy this piece of necromantic iron in his hand, so he really wants to bully himself.

"Ben Shao is the chief refiner of the Martial Pavilion......" Seeing Zhao Yi's attitude, that person was ready to report his identity to deter Zhao Yi.

"Are you the chief refiner of the Martial Pavilion?" Before the other party could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Zhao Yi with a look of surprise, "Why did the Martial Pavilion put away the refiner and came here?"

"Fart!" The man was so angry by Zhao Yi's words that he was angry, and even scolded angrily, "Ben Shao is the personal disciple of the chief refiner of the Martial Pavilion, Yuan Zhong, I believe you should have heard of Ben Shao's name, give me a face, two million spirit crystals, and sell me the necromantic iron." ”

The Martial Pavilion was the most powerful of the Eight Directions forces outside of the six peak strengths, but Zhao Yi had never even heard of who the Chief Refiner of the Martial Pavilion was, let alone the bullshit disciple of the Chief Refiner.

In Yuan Zhong's opinion, if ordinary people hear their name, they will naturally be extremely jealous, and then make the most correct choice, so after saying this, Yuan Zhong looked at Zhao Yi with a smile on his face, waiting for the other party to hand over the necromantic iron with a flattering face.

"Yuan ...... Second...... Ah....." Zhao Yi deliberately lengthened the end note, "It is indeed a thunderous name, two million spirit crystals are a little sorry for your identity, so if I say a number, I believe you will definitely be satisfied." ”

"Oh, how much do you say? Yuan Zhong looked at Zhao Yi with a smile on his face, to be honest, it is really not very common for people to know each other like this.

"A million, I think a million is enough. Zhao Yi said with a smile.

"Oh, you kid knows each other, haha, since you said a million, then a million, hahaha. Hearing this, Yuan Zhong laughed loudly.

However, the next two words added by Zhao Yi made Yuan Zhong's laughter instantly contained, and the smile on his face instantly stiffened.

"Holy Spirit Crystal!"