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Chapter 37 Dark Sword Catalog!

Chapter 37 Dark Sword Catalog!

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"Little one, you've been mixing very well lately. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoHowever, at the critical moment, I still have to go out of my grandmother!" Sensing Nie Kong's thoughts, Qingyue suddenly became very proud, and laughed old-fashionedly, if it weren't for the wrong environment, she would have slipped out of the beast card a long time ago, and showed Nie Kong her grandmother's demeanor vividly.

Nie Kong's face turned black when he heard this, this little medicine spirit has always been the character who can climb up by giving her a stick and opening a dye room by giving her a little color, and finally met himself to confirm the situation to her, why not seize the opportunity to her little tail and show off well.

"Qingyue, it seems that you have forgotten the 'Life and Death Spirit Seal' between us, if something happens to me, your life will not be so easy. Nie Kong snorted secretly, and angrily reminded this little medicine spirit who was a little carried away.

"It's really boring, I don't know how to cooperate with my grandmother at all. ”

Qingyue was hit by Nie Kong's words, and muttered very depressedly, "Grandma, I feel similar to you, the red shape on the 'War Spirit Listening God Platform' is indeed exactly the same as the red robe worn by the 'living dead', if Grandma I guessed correctly, that red robe is likely to have a trace of spirituality." ”

"A red robe can also become a spirit?"

Nie Kong couldn't help but be stunned. Everything has vitality, which means that everything has the possibility of becoming a spirit, but listening to Qingyue say that a piece of clothing worn by that giant also has spirituality, it still surprised Nie Kong.

"It's not spirituality, it's spirituality, and it's possible. ”

Qingyue corrected, "I don't know how that 'War Spirit Listening God Platform' was built, and the breath on the stage was completely isolated, so Grandma I'm not very sure, I can only figure it out if I go to the stage and feel it myself." ”

"That's right. ”

Nie Kong nodded imperceptibly.

Just like Qingyue said, the situation on the "War Spirit Listening God Platform" can only be seen with the eyes and heard by the ears, and other than that, it can't sense anything, it is like a small space that is completely isolated.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, a slight humming sound came from under the "War Spirit Listening God Platform".

Immediately afterward, a purple glow appeared at the base of the red column, and then flowed rapidly upward along the column. In the blink of an eye, the purple light rushed out from the top of the column, suspended above the head of the battle like the wind, and condensed into a thin book.

“......”

"Zijue! Rufeng, this kid is really good!"

"Our war clan has a total of nine purple recipes, I don't know which one he obtained?"

“......”

A soft murmur came from among the children of the War Clan.

The disciples with foreign surnames next to them all showed envious eyes, but the originally nervous mood quietly relaxed.

The spirit recipes obtained from the "Battle Spirit Listening God Platform" can be divided into white tricks, blue tricks, purple tricks and gold tricks from weak to strong. Under normal circumstances, the probability of obtaining the blue recipe is the greatest, followed by the white recipe, the purple recipe is the second, and the probability of the gold recipe is the least.

It is indeed very rare to be able to obtain the purple formula, and the battle is like the wind can be said to be a good start for this "listening to God".

"Whoa!"

A subtle sound sounded in the void on the stage again, and the thin book condensed by purple aura actually began to flip by itself, and the five big characters instantly entered the eyes of everyone around: "Blood Soul Listen to the Waves!"

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"I didn't expect it to be 'Blood Soul Listening to the Waves'!

"Among all the purple recipes, this 'Blood Spirit Listening to the Waves' is ranked fifth. ”

“......”

Not only were those Zhan Clan disciples happy for Zhan Rufeng, but also Zhan Tianlun and the other elders, as well as the patriarch Zhan Yunlan and the two Supreme Elders, also had a slight smile on their faces, obviously quite satisfied with this result.

"...... Uproar"

The pages of the book are turning faster and faster, and the large handwriting flickers and changes in the eyes of everyone, but it is difficult for the naked eye to grasp the specific content. In a matter of seconds, the last page of the book had been flipped to the end.

Immediately afterwards, the book "whirred" and turned into a purple streamer, which was like the wind in the middle of the battle. The next moment, Zhan Rufeng opened his eyes and jumped up, smiling happily, and his mouth was a little too happy to close.

Then, the "red robe" covered with the body of Zhan Rufeng retreated like a tide, and in an instant, it condensed into a ball, broke away from Zhan Rufeng's body, returned to the red column, and re-transformed into a stripe of lines.

Looking at Zhan Rufeng who was walking towards the stairs, Nie Kong's gaze fell back to the red pillar and said to Qingyue: "If the so-called 'War Spirit' is not that giant, but a wisp of breath separated from that red robe, it may be difficult to find out my secret." ”

"Grandma, I think the same way. ”

Qingyue said with a grin, "Little guy, you have the 'Hell Fire Spring' on you, this guy has also become a spirit, but he is still in the infant stage of the water spirit, although it is not very useful, it can still come in handy when necessary." There is also the little seedling of Xiangxiang, whose spirituality is much stronger than that of the 'Hell Fire Spring', but unfortunately it has not yet become a spirit, and at such a critical moment, it is not of great use. But don't worry, the most important thing is that you still have grandma and me, the thousand-year-old medicine spirit. If that little robe really dares to have any bad thoughts, grandma and I can crush it to death!"

"Okay, then I'll see. ”

Hearing Qingyue boast about herself like this, Nie Kong smiled secretly, and the little worry in his heart really let go.

"Hey, wait and see, grandma, I'm ......"

When Qingyue was chirping, Zhan Tianlun's loud voice reverberated in the space again: "Two!"

"Zhanzichuan!"

"Five-nine, four-five, four!"

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"Eight!"

"Zhou Danjin!"

"Five-nine, three-nine, three!"

“......”

In the shouts of Zhan Tianlun, one by one figures walked out of the crowd, and then went on stage, listened to the gods, and obtained the spiritual formula......

Everything went in an orderly manner.

Nie Kong sighed with emotion in his heart, up to now, the number of people on stage has been close to forty, and among them, more than thirty disciples with the surname Zhan have all supported the "Forty-Nine Battle Sound" or "Fifty-Nine Battle Sound", and their cultivation is all third-order and fourth-order.

This is also because before this, the "Concentration Technique" they cultivated was all laying the foundation. Having obtained the appropriate spiritual formula from the "Battle Spirit Listening God Platform", their cultivation will definitely improve by leaps and bounds in a very short period of time in the future.

From these young children in their teens and twenties, it can be seen that the training of the younger generations of the war clan must have spent countless efforts. Perhaps, this is also the root of the war clan's ability to be strong so far. If a sect wants to prosper for a long time, the top powerhouses and excellent juniors are indispensable, otherwise, it will definitely decline and fall.

"Five-eight!"

On the ground, Zhan Tianlun's shouts interrupted Nie Kong's contemplation, now it's five or eight, and after one more, it will be his turn.

"Li Xiao!"

A handsome young man in white walked out of the crowd.

"Sixty-nine, five-one, four!" Looking at Li Xiao, Zhan Tianlun's face showed a slight appreciation, "Come on stage!"

"Yes!"

Li Xiao replied respectfully and slowly walked up the stairs in front.

Nie Kong's spirit was also slightly concentrated, in today's lottery results, those who have listened to the "Sixty-Nine Battle Sound" seem to be concentrated in the back, this Li Xiao is a fourth-order black spirit master, and he is also the first person who has listened to the "Sixty-Nine Battle Sound" on the "Battle Spirit Listening God Platform" today, I don't know what kind of harvest he will have in the end?

"Buzz!"

The moment Li Xiao's feet stepped on the "Battle Spirit Listening God Platform", the red cylinder seemed to feel something, and it trembled slightly. A low humming sound rippled out and lingered in everyone's ears, and for a moment, almost everyone's attention was diverted.

Li Xiao closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on the stage quietly.

"Whew!"

The lines flowed rapidly, condensing into a ball at a faster speed, rushing out of the column, wrapping around Li Xiao's body, and the red robe that had expanded into a magnificent sunset fluctuated slowly, as if it was driven.

"Hum. ”

Under the gaze of everyone, it took nearly a minute before a loud trembling sound could be heard from under the platform. Another thick purple light appeared from the bottom of the cylinder, and with a flick of his fingers, it rushed down the red pillar to the void.

Purple Jue!

This is the third time this is happening today!

In addition to Li Xiao and the original Zhan Rufeng, there is also a fourth-order war clan disciple who supports the "Five-Nine Battle Sound".

Seeing that the purple mangs condensed into the shape of a book, everyone paid more attention.

Especially those disciples with foreign surnames, they are looking forward to it. For them, although they were envious and jealous of Li Xiao, who had listened to the sound of fifty-one heart drums, they still hoped that he could obtain a better spiritual technique. As far as the current situation is concerned, these disciples with foreign surnames are a whole, and one glory is not necessarily prosperous, but one loss is likely to be lost.

Immediately, the book was opened with a "bang", and the first thing that was revealed was not handwriting, but a picture, in which a red-robed little man with an exaggerated body bent and folded, and from a distance, it was actually a strange long knife.

“......”

"Look, it's the 'Immortal Knife Catalog'!"

"It's actually the third 'Dark Sword Catalog' of Zijue!"

"Damn, such a good spiritual trick was obtained by a disciple with a foreign surname. ”

“......”

The moment they saw the picture, the group of soldiers of the war clan became commotion, and the sound of chirping resounded in this space.

"Silence!"

Zhan Tianlun's eyes widened.

Those Zhan clan disciples finally quieted down, there was still a look of resentment on their faces, but they were helpless in their hearts, recruiting disciples with foreign surnames was decided by the patriarch, the Supreme Elder, the elders, and even the ancestors, and they couldn't agree.

can agree with it, they still hope that the good Zhan clan spirit recipe will return to the pure Zhan clan bloodline, and as for the disciples with foreign surnames, it is enough to get some white and blue tricks. But now that the "War Spirit Listening God Platform" actually gave Li Xiao the "Immortal Sword Catalog", how could they still hold it.

It's just that the "Battle Spirit Listening God Platform" is completely based on Li Xiao's physical condition and qualifications, and is not interfered with by their will.

At this moment, they, the children of the War Clan, could only watch as the finished "Dark Sword Catalog" disappeared into Li Xiaomei's heart. However, when Li Xiao walked off the "War Spirit Listening God Platform", the eyes of the children of the War Clan were more or less hostile.

Zhan Yunlan and the others were well aware of the opposition between their own clan's disciples and their disciples with foreign surnames, but they didn't pay too much attention to it, after all, it was a long-term thing to absorb disciples with foreign surnames, and such a phenomenon could not disappear immediately.

"Good!"

Li Xiao, who rushed down the stairs, bowed slightly, and Zhan Tianlun opened the paper scroll in his hand again, and a smile appeared on his rough face: "Five-nine!"

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