Chapter 431: Killing and Destroying the Ruins of the Lang Evil Spirit. One of the largest desolate ancient battlefields in the Tianwu Continent, countless desolate ancient powers have fallen, and even, desolate ancient saints have also fallen a lot.

The area of the Lang Evil Ruins is tens of thousands of hectares, and it is also one of the forbidden places on the mainland, the deepest part, no one dares to enter, and there are even rumors that there are remnants of alien races in the depths!

Inside the ruins, the sky is full of brilliance, the vitality is spurting, reaching the sky, looking at it from a distance, the whole ruins are like a legendary fairyland.

In such a region, it is not impossible to derive different crystals from the extreme land, and even some of the wool materials have opened psychic treasures that can be used in the ancient period.

Everything is a matter of chance!

Because of this, the status of the master of Xiangshi has also been greatly improved!

"Heterocrystalline derivation in wool"

Feng Hao's eyes swelled with excitement.

The ultimate place is to derive different crystals, but the strong people in the continent are like clouds, and it is impossible to wait for themselves, but wool, it is different

He has purple qi coming from the east!

"Lang Evil Ruins, one of the largest ruins in the mainland, can also be opened by connecting spirit treasures, do you say that they can open different crystals?"

The old man gave him a blank look.

"Psychic treasures can also be opened?!"

Hearing this, Feng Hao's body shook and blurted out.

"Hmph! Ancient ruins are not as simple as you think. ”

The burning old man snorted lightly, his gaze became distant, a little, his gaze froze, as if he had decided something, "Wind boy." ”

"Master. ”

Looking at the old man's gentle face, Feng Hao's heart warmed.

"Now that you have really grown, I have already come out to break into you when I was cultivating like you, and I can already stand alone!"

Looking at the young man in front of him, the old man's eyes were full of relief.

"Master. ”

Feng Hao's heart trembled, and a bad premonition rose.

"Huh. ”

Burning Lao smiled slightly, "Don't worry, I'm very good, but I have to deal with some things, so I need to leave for a while." ”

"Leave?"

Feng Hao's heart trembled, and his eyes were a little dim.

"Well, it's a year if it's fast, and three years if it's slow. ”

Burning Lao nodded, seeing the sullen appearance of the young man, he smiled and comforted, "It's going to pass soon, this time, you will go to the Lang Evil Ancient City, where you will cultivate the purple qi from the east, and cut some different crystals, and when the time comes, I will come back and see a Feng Hao of the Martial Venerable realm, can you do it?"

"Yes!"

Feng Hao nodded firmly.

At most a year, he must impact Wuzun!

Now it can be said that everything is ready, only the east wind is owed, as long as there are enough different crystals, it is easy to impact Wuzun!

"With your current purple qi coming from the east, you can't do it, you can only be regarded as a beginner at the ground level. ”

Burning Old shook his head, "When you arrive at the Lang Evil Ancient City, you can choose to pick wool materials, so that you can also accelerate the ascension of the purple qi from the east and reach the heavenly level, you can try it." ”

Then, Burning Lao explained to Feng Hao in detail many stone selection skills, what kind of wool is Wu Jing, what kind of spirit iron, what kind of isocrystal, without the slightest reservation.

"Thank you, Master. ”

Feng Hao's eyes were full of emotion.

These experiences are priceless!

"Hmm. ”

Burning Lao nodded, stretched out his hand, and the quaint ring on Feng Hao's left hand was detached from his finger, "I'm leaving, don't let me down." ”

"Master"

Looking at the distant streamer, Feng Hao's gaze slowly condensed, "I won't let you down!"

After relieving himself, he swept in the direction of the Lang Evil Ancient City

Within half a month, there was a viral rumor in large and small towns.

A young man in a green shirt, who cultivated to be a viscera in the Martial Sect, but he was armed with a spiritual treasure! Moreover, a portrait was also announced.

Psychic treasures, that is a legendary thing, that is, in those big sects, that is also the treasure of the Zhen Sect, around the sect hall, there are only a few pieces.

So, when the news first broke, everyone paid little attention.

However, when a broken high-grade spirit weapon spear was placed in front of them, everyone was silent.

The best spiritual weapon can also cut off the high-grade spiritual weapon, but it is absolutely impossible to have such a neat and smooth piece, just like tofu that has been cut in half by a quick knife.

"It's a psychic artifact!"

A veteran old man made a judgment.

So a big drama of chasing and killing was staged, and even the children of some major sects and factions joined the hunt, among them, there were many strong people in the realm of martial arts.

Psychic treasures, this is enough to make their hearts moved, and even, some of the older generation of characters have paid attention.

Because, they are still in a state of doubt.

After all, if there really is a psychic treasure, who would be so stupid to deliberately advertise it? So, they are just in a state of waiting.

However, many people still have the mentality that they would rather believe it than believe it, and look around for the young man in green shirt on the screen.

Martial Sect's cultivation is dirty, and there is no pressure on them!

In the dark jungle, the sound of Suosuo resounded, and figures shook everywhere.

"That kid went over there!"

With a loud shout, dozens of people in the jungle swept in one direction, looking at the appearance, I was afraid that they were one step slower than others.

"Damn it!"

Feng Hao scolded secretly, stepped on a meteor step, and had to flee to the rear.

Since he entered a town, he has been inexplicably entangled by a group of people, shouting and killing directly, although most of them are just martial arts, but every time they appear, there are dozens of people, no way, he can only run away.

"Hehe, where are you going?"

Three men stood there, blocking Feng Hao's way, and a little, he was surrounded by more than forty people.

"Whew!"

Feng Hao exhaled, glanced around, only one man in front of him was Wuzun, and the others were all in the realm of Wuzong, and his heart was suddenly settled.

"Why are you chasing me?"

Feng Hao asked in a deep voice.

He couldn't figure it out, he didn't know these people at all.

"Hehe, for what?"

A strong man smiled, and took his eyes, "Boy, hand over the psychic treasure when you know each other, then it can save your life, otherwise, don't blame us for being polite!"

"Psychic Treasure?!"

Feng Hao's heart trembled, but he still had a calm face on the surface, "I don't know what you're talking about, if you're here to kill me, then"

"Kirin Arm!"

"Xuanzhong Domain!"

As soon as the killing move came out, Feng Hao stepped on the meteor step, holding the 'Wufeng', and launched a bloody killing, the people of the martial arts realm, in front of him, had no ability to resist at all, he was like a god of death who came out of hell, the afterimage flickered, and one figure fell down one by one.

After a while, there were only three men left on the scene, and they were stunned on the spot, looking at the young man who was walking slowly, as if they were looking at a demon god, their eyes were full of horror.