The body is hot, with a faint luster, and when held in the hand, there is a thick, distant and mysterious feeling. Ye Ning had an unreal feeling, this is a nine-grade immortal weapon, only half a step away from reaching the existence of an artifact! It is said that even if the artifact is in the upper realm, it is only possessed by a few bigwig-level existences!

What's more, it is said that those who possess the Heavenly Seal will master the origin power of Qingluo Da 6, as long as they are within Qingluo Da 6, all the aura of heaven and earth can be called!

Perhaps, what Xue Yilan, Jing Wuxian, Shui Linglong and others value is not the nine-rank immortal weapon itself, but the mystery of invoking the origin power of Qingluo's 6! After all, the cultivation of the monks now cannot be compared with the past, even if there is such an existence as the overseas three-island island master, the highest is only the cultivation of the third-grade immortal monarch, even if they hold the nine-grade immortal weapon in their hands, they can only stimulate the power of thirty percent at most. With such power, in their opinion, it is better to urge a first-grade immortal weapon with all their might.

Seeing that Ye Ning had already subdued the Mitian Seal, Jing Wuxian immediately withdrew the Butian Sword, and Shui Linglong also incorporated the Crystal Palace into his body. They knew that it was already difficult, very difficult if the thing fell into Ye Ning's hands, and it was already difficult to snatch it back. At this moment, unless Xue Yilan, an early Sage Cultivator, dared to fight hard, no one would be able to restrain Ye Ning!

"Ye Dao's friendly means!" Jing Wuxian sneered, "I don't know what Ye Daoyou wants to do with the flesh of the white-bearded old man?"

At this time, the white-bearded old man's sea of knowledge had been completely destroyed by the nine-character mantra, and the whole person became thoughtless, and his physical body gave up resistance, allowing Ye Ning to subdue him. This is the body of a mid-stage saint monk, and it can be said that it is full of treasures! Its blood can be refined into a top-grade Heavenly God Pill, which can greatly speed up the progress of cultivation after consumption; its flesh can be condensed into holy oil, and after being ignited, it can defend against the invasion of ten thousand demons; if a drop of holy oil is ignited when breaking through the realm, it can even resist the inner demons; and its bones can even be refined into extremely powerful holy weapons!

What's more, the white-bearded old man only had his soul destroyed, and his incomparably powerful primordial spirit still existed. If a monk is fortunate enough to refine another monk's Yuan Shen Dharma, he will master the law of supernatural powers comprehended by that monk, which is extremely mysterious.

The white-bearded old man is the patriarch of the Tibetan Moon Clan, and he has mastered countless secret techniques of the Tibetan Moon Clan, so Jing Wuxian has such a question.

Ye Ning's mind was naturally in his mind, but he had snatched all the Heavenly Seals, so why did he care about snatching the body of another mid-stage Sage Cultivator?

Jing Wuxian heard the word "trophies", his face turned red, and he was speechless.

The most embarrassed Shui Linglong was unwilling, she said coldly: "Hmph, without my desperate help, you alone can kill the Sage?"

At this time, Xiaohuo jumped out and screamed: "Haha, it's you bad woman! If you want to catch this girl, there's no way!" This timid fire feather vermilion bird originally said to Ye Ning that she wanted to join forces to fight the enemy, but when she saw the majesty of the white-bearded old man, she was so frightened that she didn't say hello, turned around and slipped away. At this time, seeing that the wind and waves were calm, she jumped out again!

"It's you! damn the bird!" Shui Linglong said viciously: "Stinky boy, take care of your birds!"

(End of chapter)