The Black Wind Patriarch of the Dwarf Clan, blowing his beard and glaring. This is not a garbage transfer station, why do everyone have to transform and upgrade the magic weapon by themselves.

Lan Qiyun's Flame Divine Sword can also be regarded as the world's premier peerless divine weapon, but it is not placed in the eyes of the Black Wind Patriarch and the High Priest, or for that reason, as long as it is not an artifact-level magic weapon refined by the dwarf race, the refining master of the dwarf race has always been disdainful.

Lan Qiyun and Ye Rou were holding a bunch of low-level magic weapon fairy swords, and they had to sublimate the Black Wind Patriarch as well, and the Black Wind Patriarch faced the bitter pleading of the two beautiful fairies, and he didn't have any pity for the jade, and he said vigorously, "Go and rest."

Ye Rou said: "Patriarch, can't you upgrade the spirit weapon?" My sword is a spirit weapon, you can also upgrade it, Patriarch, don't run, take a look......

Watching the Black Wind Patriarch flee from the wilderness, Gu Pan'er and Zhao Wouji are now beautiful, the two of them are counting the time with their fingers, the Black Wind Patriarch can say that they can sublimate their immortal sword from a spirit weapon to an artifact in three months, which is the benefit of first come, first served.

The dragon clan patriarch with a big dragon head on his shoulder, with a large number of alien weirdos, walked into the volcanic cave where the dwarves lived. They were familiar with lifting up the swords that had been bound and leaving, fifty swords tied together, carried by two strong tiger men. A hundred iron arrows were tied together and carried on the back of an alien. The entire team transporting the blades dragged a long way. At the rear, there are dozens of transparent ice

People are following.

Seeing this group of people leaving with a lot of blades and iron arrows, Du Chun said to the Black Wind Patriarch a little strangely: "Patriarch, where are these blades going to be transported?"

The Black Wind Patriarch said: "Isn't this going to fetch divine water for the little girl of Purple Smoke, just send a batch of newly refined blades into the arsenal to freeze them." ”

Everyone didn't understand, but Feng Yi suddenly lost his voice and said, "Could it be that it was sent to the armory in the far north? It's been more than 20,000 years, is this armory still in operation?"

The Black Wind Patriarch glanced at Feng Yi and said, "Of course it's running, it seems that the girl knows a lot about the arsenal, which is strange." ”

Feng Yi's face changed instantly, and there seemed to be a blazing light flickering in her eyes.

She said lightly: "Of course I understand, the jade slips in the south and the swords in the north have existed since ancient times, and I have been to Wushan in the south before, and I have seen the 160,000 jade slips that store human civilization. It's just that I didn't expect that after so many years, the arsenal of northern Xinjiang still exists. ”

The Black Wind Patriarch squinted his eyes at Feng Yi for a while, and then looked at the people around him with a confused face, and he suddenly found that this Feng Yi girl who had just arrived today seemed to be very different from the others.

Just as he was about to leave with the dragon clan patriarch with the long procession, he heard Feng Yi say, "I don't know the patriarch, can you let the little woman enter the arsenal to have a look?"

Others were also intrigued by this arsenal and wanted to see it.

The Black Wind Patriarch said: "How can it be done, outsiders are not allowed to enter the arsenal, just follow the purple smoke girl in, you can wait here." ”

Everyone looked disappointed.

Seeing that the Black Wind Patriarch was about to go away, suddenly, Feng Yi took out an object from his arms and said, "I have this thing, can't I go in too?"

The Black Wind Patriarch and the Dragonman Patriarch looked at each other at the same time, and as soon as they saw what Feng Yi was holding in his hand, their faces changed instantly.

The Black Wind Clan Patriarch was short and couldn't reach it, so the patriarch of the Dragon Man Clan said, "Girl, can you show me the jade plate in your hand?"

Feng Yi handed the jade plate of the Seven Organizations to the Dragon Clan Patriarch, and it squatted down and studied it with the Black Wind Patriarch for a while, turning it over and over several times.

That's right, this is the jade card of the head of the Seven Organizations, and it can't be wrong. The dragon patriarch held the jade plaque in both hands, respectfully handed it back to Feng Yi, and said: "It turns out that the girl is a member of the Seven Organizations, and the new demon god of the Barbarian North has just been born a while ago, but I didn't expect that now even the Seven Organizations have appeared, it seems that there is really not much time left for us." Miss Fengyi, you should be robbed

Man, if you want to see the arsenal, come with us. ”

"I'm going too!"

Lan Qiyun raised his hand, and then looked at Feng Yi with a begging expression, hoping that she could also take herself in, maybe she could exchange some treasures, since the Black Wind Patriarch didn't give him a sublimation magic weapon, then he could only do it himself.

Feng Yi glanced at the others who were eager to try, and said, "Patriarch, don't you know if it's okay?"

The Black Wind Patriarch said: "Even you, the head of the Seven Organizations, have appeared, I'm afraid it's not far from the day of the catastrophe, and these were originally intended for the humans of Middle-earth, since you have spoken, then let's come together." ”

The name of this organization is almost not remembered by anyone in Middle-earth, but among these long-lived alien races in Northern Xinjiang, there are still people who have not forgotten them.

It's a pity that in the catastrophe 6,000 years ago, none of the members of the Seven Organizations appeared, which may be another factor in the defeat of the human world back then.

A group of people walked towards the southeast direction of the north of the volcano, and soon found this group of long retirees with blades without tears, so they kicked the embarrassed man away, and flew directly towards the team.

The embarrassed people who are greedy for life and afraid of death gritted their teeth, refusing to reveal a word about the location of the arsenal, and without tears, they would never have the idea of arresting other aliens to come and ask them.

She knew that those aliens with swords were going to the arsenal, so she followed behind and followed far away.

In the Xuanbing Cave, Yun Qiyou was too tired for the past two days, and he had been taking care of Ye Xiaochuan who was in a coma.

When Ye Xiaochuan woke up and knew how to eat her own tofu, she completely put her mind at ease, meditated cross-legged, and had a good rest.

Ye Xiaochuan had slept enough, and when he saw Yun Qiyou resting with his eyes closed, he turned into a big mouse.

Quietly climbed onto the ice platform and put all those artifact magic weapons into the Qiankun bag, even the Ice Soul Sword that almost killed him.

This is all an artifact magic weapon, and there are not many in the world, if you don't pack it and take it away, you will be a big idiot.

Lying in front of the Vientiane disk, his eyes looked directly at the pool of crystal liquid inside, and Ye Xiaochuan made a smacking sound in his mouth.

It's a pity, it's a pity...... If it weren't for the life and death of the elf clan, he really wanted to resist this Vientiane Disk. In the end, reason overcame greed, left the ice platform, and ran to the dozens of rows of ice shelves where the spiritual weapon magic weapon was placed, and looked back at Yun Qiyou, who was still resting in the distance, Ye Xiaochuan's eyes rolled, and he took a Qiankun bag, and swished to collect all the more than two hundred spiritual weapon-level sword magic weapons

Get up.

In order to prevent being noticed and beaten by Yun Qiyou after waking up, he ran to the ordinary sword magic weapons below, holding more than a dozen treasure-level magic weapons, and placed them on the empty Xuanbing shelf of spirit-level magic weapons.

It took twenty or thirty trips back and forth to replenish it. He touched his chin and turned around a few times, and muttered, "The sword styles and sizes are all about the same, Senior Sister Yun shouldn't be able to see it." ”

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