Needless to say, the quality of the black dragon spear was originally spent a lot of money in order to create this rune weapon, and even used the identity of a disciple of Xuantian Pavilion to borrow a lot of silver taels.

The main material alone consumed 800 catties of star-patterned steel, which was extracted from meteorites outside the sky and refined by the secret method of Xuanmen.

Eight hundred catties of star-patterned steel were tempered to the end, and only one hundred catties remained, the essence of the essence.

In addition, in order to make it easy to carry, [Yang Whisker Root] is also added, this plant has a great metal affinity, once integrated into the weapon, it will become soft and lying on its stomach, like a long whip, and it will burst into the breath and become extremely hard.

This kind of technology is also only available in the Xuantian Pavilion, and it can't be bought outside.

Li Mo played with it and couldn't put it down.

With a shake of his arm, his internal breath dissipated, and the black dragon spear immediately became soft as a whip.

Li Mo tied it around his waist and used it directly as a belt, which was extremely convenient.

"It's a baby, too."

Li Mo picked up the snake skin, the texture was soft and cold, and weighed it in his hand.

This skin alone is estimated to weigh twenty or thirty pounds, covered with scales.

The snake demon has been entrenched in the mountains all the year round, devouring essence, and most of the essence is on this skin, which is difficult to hurt by ordinary knives and guns, and is invulnerable to fire and water.

For the demon hunter, it is a rare treasure, and if you put it on your body, your defense will be greatly enhanced, and you will kill the enemy and improve your life-saving ability.

If you practice it as a rune weapon, the value will be doubled.

"If this snakeskin is sold for at least fifteen hundred taels of silver." Li Mo estimated the price.

On that day in the Jade Ruler Building, he only found a total of more than 800 taels of silver from Luo Buhan and others, and later spent almost all of the [Golden Scales] purchased with Hong Xiaofu.

If he can change this snake skin, he will not only make up for the loss, but also make a small profit.

"Tsk, isn't this sending money to the door?"

Li Mo grinned.

He couldn't figure out what this snake demon thought, and he actually ran to Luofu Mountain to make trouble, don't you know that all of them are demon hunters here?

"You have to cultivate your brain first."

Li Mo not only sighed, but immediately put away the snake skin.

The integrity of this snakeskin is quite high, but the blood stains on it need to be cleaned up, as well as the residual venom and fishy smell, otherwise it will affect the price.

"Put it in the back mountain to dry for a while." Li Mo thought for a moment.

The ghosts don't go to that place on weekdays, and there are mountain springs to wash it, and the strong wind is dry, so you can shoot it after three or five days.

Thinking of this, Li Mo was about to go out with the snakeskin.

"Three hundred years...... Tsk......"

At this moment, a hoarse voice sounded in Li Mo's ears.

"Who!?"

Li Mo was suddenly startled, turned around and looked around.

In the class room, there is still a trace of people in the empty room.

"Huh!? Is the toxin a problem for me? Li Mo frowned slightly, shook his head immediately, and went out directly.

Deep in the dungeon, a place that is barely treadmilled.

In the endless darkness, the sound of chains colliding sounded, like gold and stone clashing, deafening.

"Three hundred years...... Black sword, you have suppressed me for three hundred years, and finally I can't hold it down......"

A burst of cold laughter sounded slowly, revealing the vicissitudes and loneliness of the years.

"Do you see hope?"

At this moment, the yin wind was howling, but a woman's voice was heard.

"There will be great changes in 300 years...... Back then, the black sword pressed me under Luofu Mountain, because it wanted me to strengthen the luck of this vein and achieve its future chance......" The cold laughter sounded again.

"However, the things in this world are often [fateful and calamity]...... Luofu's fate is also a catastrophe, but its catastrophe is also my chance......"

Word by word, echoing in the depths of the dark and void dungeon, it seems mysterious and difficult to understand.

"Could it be because of the boy!?"

At this moment, another gust of wind whistled, but it was the voice of a rugged man.

"He's special, I smell a familiar smell in him......"

"Familiar breath!?"

The yin wind roared, and the voices of men and women sounded at the same time, revealing deep doubts.

"There will be great changes in 300 years, and I have waited too long and too long......"

The chains stirred, the sound was like iron, and the lonely sigh gradually fell, like a lake of autumn water, after the ripples, there were no waves.

……

It was late at night.

Mountain Oni-in, Momiji Annex.

This is the residence of Shen Yimen.

In Luofu Mountain, only a three-star demon hunter is qualified to have such an independent courtyard, and others, even masters like Yan Zixia, only have an independent wing.

"Yimen, don't be impatient, sit down and wait."

Chen Xinyi looked at Shen Yimen, who had been in a state of mind all night, and couldn't help but persuade.

"It's so late, why haven't you come back?" Shen Yimen looked out the window anxiously.

He naturally cares not about Liu Changfeng, but about his future, if he can really obtain the Nine Aperture Golden Pill, then his entry into the Xuantian Pavilion is a certainty, and no one can compete with him anymore, not even Qi Yu.

"Don't worry, Changfeng was cultivated by me with great effort, and he will have a harvest when he goes out." Chen Xinyi's words were full of stubborn confidence.

In fact, he has raised many demons, such as donkey demons, horse demons, bull demons and so on...... But they are not as durable as Liu Changfeng.

Because of this, she is extremely clear about Liu Changfeng's strengths.

Seven furnace demons, snakeskin scale armor, poisonous sacs...... and the body that can be big and small, stretch and contract, this kind of ability makes him almost invulnerable.

Even among the many demon hunters in Luofu Mountain, there are few who can match it.

This is also where Chen Xinyi's confidence lies.

If it weren't for Shen Yimen, she would be reluctant to use her beloved toy.

"Supposedly back." Shen Yimen looked at the bright moon that was gradually setting in the west, and couldn't help but say.

"Maybe I've already got it, and I'm coming back ......"

Chen Xinyi just spoke.

Suddenly, there was a "click" sound, and a metal-like scale on her waist suddenly shattered.

"This ......"

Chen Xinyi got up suddenly, her face was discolored, her original calm and self-confidence was gone, and a deep shock appeared on her face.

"What's wrong?"

Shen Yimen's heart chuckled, and he immediately had a bad premonition.

"Long Wind...... He's dead!? ”

Chen Xinyi's beautiful eyes trembled, and an unprecedented horror filled her heart.

Seven furnace demon ghosts, the existence of that level is much rarer than that of a three-star demon hunter, and I don't know how much effort and cost it takes to cultivate a demon of this level.

At the beginning, she eloped with the man and fled, and was eventually abandoned, but it was not for nothing.

This seven-furnace demon ghost is the treasure left to her by the other party, and now it is ......

"Who...... Who the hell is it!? ”

Chen Xinyi clenched her hands and couldn't help but let out an angry roar, and her beautiful eyes flashed with a chill.

On this day, Chen Xinyi completely lost her snake baby.