Before the two of them could gain a foothold on the third floor, they were choked by the fireworks that came from the attack, and Lu Haoran waved his long sword in a panic and slashed, "Where is the thief! Brother Liu, do it!"

Liu Xiaoyi stood beside him with a gloomy face, a little unsure of what to say, these fireworks were not man-made, but sulfur pools everywhere here, this kind of alchemist's favorite thing, was actually moved to his cemetery by the Spring and Autumn Swordsman, as a level on the first floor.

Liu Xiaoyi, who has the cold sun fire mark, is naturally not afraid of this high temperature, but Lu Haoran, who is at a loss, has been at a loss for what to do, and the previous indiscriminate chopping made him run out more than ten zhang away, and he has opened a lot of distance from Liu Xiaoyi, and when he comes to his senses and wants to come back, his legs can't help but tremble.

"Brother Liu, why don't you come and pick me up, I know that you have a fire mark and are not afraid of these, my flesh mortal body can't stand the roast!" Lu Haoran raised his leg and wanted to perform light skills, but several times he was blocked by the pungent sulfur smoke, and the surrounding pools were bubbling with magma bubbles, which made people feel thirsty after a while.

Liu Xiaoyi just wanted to use the Taoist method to pick him up, but suddenly heard the sound of birds chirping in his ears, turned his head to look back, and there was a dead forest not far away, and the cry came from this forest.

"You first find a way to get there, there are other people in this place besides the two of us. Liu Xiaoyi took out the Luhuang Sword and cautiously moved towards the edge of the dead woods, in case it was like the coffin keeper waiting here to plot against the latecomers, if the enemy was lightly attacked, it would be easy to be attacked by a sneak attack.

With the experience of the first two layers, Liu Xiaoyi decided to strike first, and as soon as he arrived at the edge of the forest, the black and white sword qi slashed directly into it with the sword, and simply destroyed everything he saw.

I never thought that thousands of large crows would fly up, and if this body was placed outside, it would be bigger than a goshawk, and the chirping sound just now was made by them.

Where has Liu Xiaoyi seen this kind of alien, and he was suddenly a little shocked, at this moment, this crow gathered in the same place, and it actually condensed a figure!

"Young offspring, decisive and ruthless, and also forged the spirit soldiers of the weapon spectrum for the second time, very courageous and lucky!"

This figure is like a god descending from heaven, more than three feet tall, holding a thick ancient book, surrounded by crows, stepping into the air with both feet, and walking in front of Liu Xiaoyi.

Liu Xiaoyi felt that he was not short, but in front of this person, he was like a baby, and he didn't even reach someone's shoulders.

"Do you know that this is the land of Chu, the place where the Void Spirit Totem is enshrined?"

"The junior knows that the junior is a guest of the Falcon Clan, and he has come here to chase the Feng Shui Onmyoji of the Calamity Chu Land, and he wants to use the power of the pulse to destroy the tribes and destroy the void spirits. Liu Xiaoyi saw that the other party had no malicious intent, so he said truthfully.

The other party spread out the ancient book, and the pages were turned halfway, and there was an unfinished handwriting on it, using hieroglyphs unique to the tribe, recording the rise and fall of his tribe.

"Young man, you have the smell of our clan on you, and you can see crows?" He took out a crow mask from the ancient book, and Liu Xiaoyi was stunned when he didn't look at it, this mask was exactly the same as that worn by the owner of the mound!

Liu Xiaoyi asked: "Dare to ask seniors, what is your relationship with the master of the yozuka?"

After hearing the word Bingzuka, this person's expression became a little strange: "It seems that the Holy Spirit Shrine has been hidden in the Bingzuka, since the junior of Yan Kendo is also with you, I will also hand over this thing to you." ”

The other party handed a shrine that seemed to be made of wood to Liu Xiaoyi, and the appearance of this shrine was colorful and dazzling, and at a glance you knew that it was extraordinary.

Lu Haoran had already heard the movement, but because the sulfur smoke was too spicy and pungent, he didn't see a person standing opposite Liu Xiaoyi when he came closer.

He didn't know anyone, and Yan Jiandao was not here, so he asked Liu Xiaoyi carefully: "Where did this senior come from?

Although the voice of this was low, the other party could hear it clearly, and without waiting for Liu Xiaoyi to answer, he answered: "A patriarch of the crow clan of the deity is also the builder of the mound, so it seems that the holy spirit shrine sealed by the mound cannot be taken out properly, this nine-colored holy spirit shrine is a semi-finished product that has not yet been completed, I hope you can help take it out in case of trouble." ”

It turned out that the crow tribe, as the leader of the Chu tribe, under their leadership, worked hard to create a rare array, in which three hundred and sixty-five spirit soldiers from different foundry masters from all over the world were used as the eyes of the large array to hide a colorful holy spirit shrine to fight against the thousand-year tribulation.

The content of the Holy Spirit Shrine absorbs the spirit of each user, the accumulated spirit and spirit, and the responsibility of the Soldier Tomb is actually to take back the spirit soldier, and then quietly return to the world, use the hands of others to nourish the Holy Spirit Shrine, and wait for the arrival of the disaster.

The more spirit energy one accumulates, the more powerful the shrine becomes, and the more confident it is that it will be able to seal the mysterious spirit that is the source of the calamity.

But the mound needs all the spirit soldiers to be present before it can be opened, but when Liu Xiaoyi arrived, he noticed that the spirit soldiers in the Green Huang Sword were fused with the spirit soldiers in the weapon spectrum, once the spirit soldiers were consumed in this way, if he wanted to open the big array, he would need to use his brains.

In the past thousand years, there have been too many changes, although there are constantly generations of capable people who will recast the spirit soldiers, but the soldiers are a little too busy to take care of themselves, no sect can be evergreen, and the soldiers are now difficult to ride a tiger, and it is difficult to collect all the spirit soldiers.

Seeing that the millennium period is approaching, if the Holy Spirit Shrine has not yet been born, then he will be less sure in the face of calamity, fortunately, before he died, he carried this semi-finished product close to his body, and the remnant soul of the dead was left in the former crow tribe holy land, and continued to refine this Holy Spirit Shrine.

There are two more colors than the one in the yozuna, if you don't meet Liu Xiaoyi and the two, it is likely that they will be buried in this dark place forever, and they will appear on their own when the catastrophe comes.

Lu Haoran didn't recognize him, but he had heard of the Holy Spirit Shrine, and his master had discussed this object with many grandmasters, but he didn't pay attention to it at that time.

"You are a Golden Crow Sage, how can the old man be willing to squat in the cemetery of the Spring and Autumn Swordsman to guard the door?" Lu Haoran suddenly remembered something, the master had met this Golden Crow Sage.

The Golden Crow Sage nodded and replied: "The junior of Yan Sword Dao, he still knows my existence, it seems that he has lived long enough, and he will need to help him in the future." As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed to the Holy Spirit Shrine, this amazing magic weapon, which hid all colors and became black.

"Although the Nine-Colored Holy Spirit Shrine is a semi-finished product, it needs nine strands of mana to be activated at the same time to refine it, otherwise it will not be able to exert its full power. You two will confess the Lord briefly, so that you can take it out. ”

Since it is a magic weapon, it needs mana to urge and refine, Lu Haoran blushed embarrassedly, rubbed his hands and said: "Senior Jinwu, I don't see that I have never practiced mana, and I don't have ...... at all."

"You ......" The Golden Crow Saint was depressed and wanted to vomit blood, "Disciple of the Dao of the Divine Sword Dao, how can you not understand some Qimen techniques? This Holy Spirit Shrine needs at least two mana to take away!

Liu Xiaoyi raised his left and right hands respectively, and two streams of pure mana were injected into the holy spirit shrine in front of him, and the Hanyang Seal and the Hanhai Seal were respectively urged by the two spiritual roots, and the resulting mana was naturally two completely different mana.

The Golden Crow Sage's mood fluctuated, and he was a little crying and laughing: "Housheng, you have two spiritual roots?"

In a cultivator's body, there is only one spiritual root, and it is rare in the world to have multiple spiritual roots.

Liu Xiaoyi timidly replied: "Senior, in fact, this Holy Spirit Shrine, I alone can control ......."

The golden crow saint's face was cloudy, and after hearing this, he directly turned into a group of crows and scattered, leaving a sentence before leaving: "Be careful of the bamboo snake, they opposed my construction of a military mound back then, and they are likely to come to the door to take your life!"

The two mana quickly refined the holy spirit shrine, and the red and blue colors were attached to the surface of the shrine, just like a large wine jar, Liu Xiaoyi just wanted to put it into the Qiankun bag, but the shrine was hidden in his dantian with a swirl, accompanied by the spiritual root.

It's really a baby! There is nothing bad that can get into the dantian! Liu Xiaoyi is in line with the idea that he will not be overwhelmed by more skills and will not worry about repaying his debts, and he is not afraid of how much he comes, anyway, what he does is a thing that loses his head, not bad for this one!

"Let's see what other good treasures are around, these dead trees are all sycamores, not afraid of fire!" Lu Haoran used the immortal sword as a wooden saw to cut down a few dead trees that had not yet been destroyed and put them in his pocket.

In ancient times, the crow tribe believed in the sun golden crow, which is a real god, and the hairy bear and falcon are different, and there are too many different levels between them.

The golden crow inhabits the sycamore, and the flames emitted by it are the highest temperature in the world, the sycamore is not even afraid of the golden crow fire, and naturally it will not be burned by the ordinary flames in the world, this sycamore wood is a rare treasure, Lu Haoran took it all away, and muttered some words that Liu Xiaoyi didn't want to hear.

is greedy for money and can eat, Liu Xiaoyi despises this master of the way of the sword more and more, and he looks dignified everywhere he goes, which is a great crime.

"It's too late to say anything, we've been on the third floor for a little too long, could it be that Xu Bantian has already succeeded?" Liu Xiaoyi finally couldn't help but ask after waiting for more than a quarter of an hour.

Lu Haoran didn't raise his head, he was digging the terracotta by the sulfur pool with the immortal sword, which was also a rare material, "No, Uncle Zuo's sword, no one can take it away except you." ”

As soon as the words fell, all the sulfur pool water boiled and erupted, so frightened that Lu Haoran crawled behind Liu Xiaoyi, and before he could speak, he felt an inexplicable murderous aura faintly locking on him.

"It's broken, why did Uncle Zuo wake up!"