Chapter Ninety-Three: Precursor
For the next few days, Cold Sky has been refining the Tsukika. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
But because refining the Zhuji card requires a large amount of elixir, and the purchase of the elixir requires a large number of gold coins, so Han Tian went to the Hanjia Mine again and directly changed the gold worth hundreds of thousands of gold coins to buy the elixir.
And with the support of basic materials, Hantian is also happy to refine the foundation card.
Of course, refining the foundation card is a relatively boring thing, especially when you feel a little tired after refining for several hours in a cold day.
Therefore, after refining a foundation card, he would stop to cultivate dragon qi in cold days, or practice using reincarnation pills, so that his life would be more interesting.
Nine days, soon passed, Han Tian had used up all the fifty Xuan cards, and a total of twenty-three foundation cards were refined, and Han Tian alone used twenty, and only three remained.
Of course, after using so many one-star elixir Xuanka, Han Tian's harvest was also huge, because he had already advanced from the eighth layer of dragon qi to the ninth layer of dragon qi!
Moreover, in the past nine days, Han Tian also used his mind to instantaneously realize four reincarnation pills, strengthened his comprehension of refining the elixir Xuanka, and raised the mastery of the Charged Dragon Fist to the point of perfection, and also strengthened his own strength, speed, and reflexes.
In the past nine days, the progress of the cold sky can be described as huge.
With god-level thoughts in hand, as long as you give it a while, you will become a lot stronger, which is unimaginable to the world.
At this moment, the atmosphere of the Han family and the Liujin auction was extremely dull, because tomorrow, Wang Split was going to attack them.
The City Lord's Mansion is ready to move.
Han Xiao was standing on the top of the Han Family's Cambrian Hall at this moment, looking at the center of Tianming City, where there was also a very tall building, which was the City Lord's Mansion.
His face was calm, but his eyes were very complicated.
"Father, although that Wang Crack is powerful, if you join forces with the Liujin Auction, you will definitely be able to defeat it. Han Tian comforted.
In fact, he has nothing to worry about, because his current cultivation has reached the ninth layer of dragon qi, and his combat power is even more comparable to the tenth layer of dragon qi, that is to say, he, Han Xiao, Duan Yu, and Mrs. Duan, a total of four powerhouses of the tenth layer of dragon qi, are they still worried that they will not be able to subdue a Wang Crack?
Han Xiao didn't answer, still staring at the center of Tianming City. Suddenly, the sky darkened and the wind blew. The ground seemed to tremble slightly.
"No matter what, we'd better be careful, and we'll meet President Duan outside Tianming City early tomorrow morning. Han Xiao said calmly.
Thousand Gold Mountain, Liujin Auction.
Mrs. Duan and Duan Yu stood at the top of the golden pavilion, also looking at the center of Tianming City.
It was as if there was something particularly eye-catching, but there was only one vague building there, which was the castle lord's mansion.
"Tomorrow, there will be a big battle, madam, are you ready?" Duan Yu said.
"Of course, I believe we will be the one who will win in the end. Mrs. Duan smiled and leaned gently on Duan Yu's shoulder.
Castle Lord's Mansion.
On this tallest building in Tianming City, Wang Split stood with his hands in his hands, without the slightest expression on his face.
"Are you all ready?" said Wang.
"Back to the city lord, everything is ready. An old man stood behind Wang Crack and said respectfully.
He was the head of the City Lord's Mansion and a powerhouse at the peak of the ninth layer of dragon qi.
The corners of Wang's mouth lifted slightly, revealing a strange smile, and then he turned around and walked towards the center of the entire rooftop.
There was an altar with some black runes carved on the ground, and inside the altar there was a tripod with black water in it.
He came to the front of the Ding and took out a white flat thing like a backbone from the dragon ring, which was a dead spiritual root.
He gently put the spiritual root into the ding, and a black dragon qi came out of his hands, and then poured it into the black water in the ding.
After half an hour like this, Wang Split's eyes suddenly turned black, and the black mist escaped from his eye sockets, only to see him drink violently: "Burst!"
Immediately after that, the black water in the Ding suddenly exploded, forming a black mist that rushed into the sky, and the black mist rushed up dozens of meters, and then turned into a cloud of smoke and escaped in all directions.
The pillar formed by the water mist lasted for nearly half an hour, and there was not a drop of black water left in the ding, and the spiritual root had disappeared.
Wang Split knelt on the ground with a "swoop", panting heavily, sweat on his forehead, as if his behavior just now had consumed a lot of his physical strength.
But Wang Split still reluctantly stood up and called the head of the City Lord's Mansion to his side, and then he suddenly put a hand on the head of the head of the head manager, only to see that streams of black energy were withdrawn from the head of the head and injected into Wang Split's body.
The steward's face contorted, as if in pain, but he showed no sign of resistance.
A black mist appeared in Wang Split's eyes again, and a few minutes later, Wang Split took away the hand that was placed on the head of the chief manager, and his face had returned to normal, but at this time, a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out of his mouth.
The blood was actually dark red.
"What use do I want this flesh and blood?"
Wang Crack suddenly laughed hideously, and he shouted wildly, "I want this Tianming City to become my hunting ground!"
After a while, his face suddenly turned painful again, and he took out a portrait from the dragon ring.
The portrait depicts a woman, very similar to Wang Bingfeng, but much more mature.
"You will never understand how important strength is on this continent!"
"Without strength, what are you, even grass mustard is not as good! There is no peace in this world, only a short rest spelled out with strength!"
Wang Split burst into tears at the moment, he killed his wife with his own hands in pursuit of strength, which was the most painful thing in his heart, but he did not regret it, because strength was more important to him than everything.
In a moment, Wang Split had already stood up, his face regained his calm, and he walked down.
In Tianming City, there was a faint black fog floating in the entire sky, but this black fog was shrouded in night, and it was impossible for people to see it.
The black mist drifted outside Tianming City and continued to drift farther into the forest......
At this moment, a demon beast with a black iron horn on its head was about to go back to the cave to sleep beautifully, but suddenly, it smelled something, and its eyes became scarlet.
It leaped and dashed, sniffing in the air and running ferociously in one direction, knocking down many trees along the way.
At the same time, this scene was staged in the forests everywhere, and countless demon beasts had scarlet eyes, constantly running wildly, trampling on everything in the road.
The forest was splashed with raging smoke and dust, and countless demon beasts were surging, all of them heading in one direction - Tianming City!