XXXV. Count the spoils of war
An old man with white hair looked at the killed Qingyan Great Sage Mo Yuanzhen and the little saint Bai Cong'er who was beheaded, his face turned pale.
He was so angry that he almost went berserk.
Someone dared to kill the martial saint of the Qiankun Sect, and openly displayed his corpse in the wilderness, this is simply a naked provocation.
Behind him was the army that had always been high in the Heavenly White Kingdom, as well as an extremely luxurious and luxurious team, and anyone with a little vision in the Heavenly Realm could recognize the emblem of the Qiankun Sect.
"Someone actually openly killed the martial saint of my Qiankun Sect, I want to report to the ancestor and arrest the murderer, with supreme torture, torture can't survive, can't die!"
The old man was furious, but the soldiers of the High Heaven White Kingdom behind him didn't dare to say a word, in fact, they also found that the fanged cavalry killed by Wuyun Ancestor, although the local area was only a piece of blood, and there were no complete bones, but there were always some clues to be found.
It's just that even if there are a hundred more fanged cavalry, they can't compare to the lives of the two young martial saints of the Qiankun Sect.
Gao Tianbai has died in the country, and he has to worry about being held accountable by the Qiankun Sect, and the lord of the country is now terrified, not to mention these ordinary soldiers, everyone feels that a great disaster is coming.
The people of the Qiankun Sect died in the High Heaven White Kingdom, and they could not escape the blame.
The old man's hands trembled, his chest felt like a boulder had been crushed, and at the same time, under the cover of anger, there was uncontrollable fear.
He is not a martial saint, but he also has some vision, knowing that this matter is not trivial, no matter what the purpose of the attacker is, these people must be strong and cruel, and they are by no means easy.
The old man had only one thought: "I'm afraid that only the ancestor can come forward to kill those murderers." ”
Ma Qiangang had long forgotten that the two young martial saints of the Qiankun Sect were leaving the team at this time to count the loot.
"The sum of two people is actually five divine weapons, which is too extravagant. ”
Ma Qiangang displayed the five divine weapons, scolded on his lips, and exploded with joy in his heart.
According to the standards of the earth, the lowest rating of the Dragon Divine Soldier, the Black Magic Soldier, and even the Zhenguo Artifact is comparable to that of the fifth-level divine weapon, and may even surpass the fifth-level divine weapon.
This level of divine soldier is already a legend.
Fourth-level divine weapons are also rare, and only thirty percent of the Earth Martial Saints can have them, and most of the Martial Saints are also heavily purchased with a third-level divine weapon and used with them.
Ma Qiangang's fourth-level divine soldier is "unsatisfactory" because of the decay of withered bamboo, if he is allowed to buy it himself, even if he has money, he may not be able to buy it.
However, the two martial saints of the Qiankun Sect, and the five divine weapons they carried with them, at least two of them were qualified to be rated as fourth-level divine weapons.
One is the Green Smoke Sword!
This long sword has an ability that can resonate with its owner, turning into green smoke together, attacking and defending, and escaping.
Ma Qiangang didn't know that the signboard of the Qingyan Great Sage Mo Yuanzhen came from this fourth-level divine soldier.
He secretly thought: "If that Tsing Yi dead ghost used this sword during the competition, Wang Liang and Chu Ci would be a little empty!"
The sword turns into green smoke, and the person turns into green smoke!
Who can resist this Nima?
That is to say, Zhan Xingyou is indeed a high-level martial saint, and his strength is strong, so he killed this arrogant Heavenly Martial Saint with just one sword, and he didn't even give him a chance to use the proud army.
There is also a short knife, and an ancient poem of the heavenly realm is engraved on the knife - the master is red-faced, I am a young man, and Zhangtai throws a golden whip!
This short knife is called Hongyan!
The Red Face Treasure Knife also has an ability, this knife is born with psychedelic power, and with a knife in hand, it can transform at will, becoming the person most missed by the enemy.
When fighting, it is often a big advantage!
Of course, this lipstick knife is really too motherly, and it is not very suitable for serious people to use.
The remaining three blades are also the best among the third-level divine soldiers, two of them are long swords, one is called Jin Qiankun, and the other is called three thousand green silks, these two long swords can shoot out true qi and turn into swords under the agitation of true qi.
There is also a golden rope, which comes with the ability to lock and trap the enemy, but it is a head-on battle, and everyone's body style changes, such as thunder and lightning, such as fog and dew, it is a little difficult to get the enemy, and this thing is more suitable for sneak attacks.
In addition to these five divine weapons, the rest of the items on the Qingyan Great Sage Mo Yuanzhen and the Little Saintess Bai Cong'er were all average.
The two of them also had some cultivation notes on them, each recording some secret methods of the Qiankun Sect, but they were all things that couldn't even exchange martial arts values.
Xiaoma really doesn't lack this bit of incomplete martial arts, and is ready to go back as a gift, so I will find a random girl to give it to you and get closer to you.
As for some daily sundries, elixirs that I don't know the purpose of, and precious metal currency in the heavenly realm, the heavenly realm uses not gold and silver, but a very peculiar precious metal, all of which were thrown into the "package" by Ma Qiangang.
"Good harvest!"
"Qingyan Sword! I can give it to the teacher, but I don't know if it's better to give it to Teacher Ye Tiancian or Teacher Withered Bamboo! It seems that Teacher Ye Tiancian has a lot of magic soldiers at home, and Teacher Withered Bamboo has a new chapter in July, I'm afraid I can't look down on ......."
"This sycophant is a little unsizable!"
"Red face...... Forget it, Xiaoqiao must not like it, or give Nini ...... There's no rush on this matter. ”
"The rest are not very good, go back and throw them away at home as decorations!"
Ma Qiangang has the Black Tide Sword, and if he is unsatisfactory, he can really be considered wealthy, and he even dares to want to give these things away.
Packed up the loot, put the useless waste, such as the underwear of the two martial saints or something, Ma Qiangang blew up into flying ashes with a thunderbolt in his hand, and made up for it with a palm, shooting all the ashes.
The pony released the Hot Wheels, floating into the air, extremely chic!
He has tried it a few times, and he feels that the Vitality Fire Fox God is far inferior to the Qiankun Hot Wheels to control, and it is more imposing, so he has never unsealed it, the beast form of this Vitality God!
Anyway, Qiankun Hot Wheels can fly.
Ma Qiangang's different tendons have undergone the transformation of the Nine Heavens and the Imperial Spirit, and he controls the Qiankun Hot Wheels, which simply complements each other, like a fish in water!
The flight speed of the Qiankun Hot Wheels is limited by Ma Qiangang's true qi, but it is not very fast, the speed will not exceed 300 kilometers per hour, which is slightly slower than the magnetic power levitation car.
But I can't stand it, this thing is cool!
Ma Qiangang stepped on the Qiankun Hot Wheels, flew leisurely for half an hour, saw the team that was still resting, smiled slightly, and was about to land, when he suddenly heard a voice in his ears: "How dare you kill the Great Sage Mo Yuanzhen and the Little Sage Bai Cong'er?"
Ma Qiangang was horrified, and the strange tendon meridian urged the whip method of Virujana, and shaking his hand was a whip, but the whip was full of strength, but it didn't hit anything.
"You're so grumpy, if I just say a word, you want to do it. ”
"Let me teach you a lesson......"
Ma Qiangang did not hesitate, the unsatisfactory in his sleeve flew out, and with the divine eye as the traction, he pointed out with a stick......
It just happened to touch a slender jade finger.