After a big battle, Xiang Yang directly laid out a few formations, then sat down slowly with a ruyi stick, and didn't even have time to pick up the loot.

The force of that blow was too great, even if he had collected most of his strength in the end, but there was still a huge crack in the hard stone ground in front of him, and the entire mine was shaking violently, the walls of the cave were torn apart, and at the top of the cave, huge stones fell violently, and they were about to collapse.

Fortunately, there was a small mountain giant, and the little guy was running around, and finally stabilized this scene, but even so, most of the mine cave was still filled with rocks, and only a few dozen zhang of space was left beside Xiang Yang.

Xiang Yang let out a long sigh, and the three ancestral dragon nodes erupted at the same time, although it temporarily pushed his ** strength to a new limit, but the sequelae were indeed terrifying.

At this moment, every muscle in his body was emitting a sharp tearing pain, as if he was being peeled off from his body by countless knives.

Every inch of the meridians also emitted a pain a hundred times stronger than that of a needle prick, and even the internal organs seemed to be burning, and the bones were being crushed and shattered inch by inch.

If someone else is replaced, even the barbarian emperor, who is known for his toughness, will be extremely unbearable in the face of such intense pain.

But after several life and death tribulations and nine months of hell tempering, Xiang Yang's endurance has reached a point that is unimaginable to others, and he actually survived it so hard that even the muscles on his face did not tremble.

He sat cross-legged, took out a jade bottle from the Qiankun Ding clone, hesitated before opening it, changed a bottle, and then took out the pill and took it, and then directly immersed himself in the chaotic visualization.

I don't know how long it took, the pain in his body gradually subsided, Xiang Yang slowly opened his eyes, and slowly stood up with a ruyi stick, Xiaoshanju had been lying on his lap and waiting, seeing him get up, he suddenly jumped up happily, pointing to the side, babbling and screaming.

Looking at a gray-faced body in front of him, Xiang Yang praised it with his spiritual sense, and took out a few beast spirit pills, as soon as the little guy saw the snacks, his round eyes narrowed happily, and he quickly took it with his fat little hand.

Xiang Yang got up and walked a few steps, the bones in his body made a soft crackling sound, and his movement was no longer hindered at this time, but his body was still a little strange, a little weak.

Not only that, but his stomach was growling, and every inch of skin and muscle in his body seemed to have turned into a gluttonous monster, full of hunger.

His physical body is too strong, and the energy required to maintain his physical body is too much, even the Climbing Tree can't make up for it immediately, and it still needs time to recuperate.

Xiang Yang glanced at the monk who was killed by the instantaneous kill, first took out all the Sumeru magic weapons on his body, and then took out the ordinary magic weapons and rummaged through the pile of flesh and blood beside him, and even jumped into the crack on the side to look for it, and picked up the flying sword not far away.

After the battlefield was cleaned up, he took out a few spirit beasts that had been washed and skinned, used a flying sword as a fork, skewered them, and took out a bunch of spirit wood, lit it with the Samadhi True Fire, and roasted it directly.

An hour later, the last spirit beast the size of a buffalo was also swept away by him, and even the bones were directly chewed and swallowed by him.

These are all spirit beasts, and they will be robbed of their heads if they are taken to the mountains and seas realm, and here they are just padding their stomachs.

After devouring it, the feeling of hunger passed away slightly, and then he took out a whole bottle of elixir and poured it directly with a bottle of top-grade Yuan Spirit Water.

After closing his eyes and pranayama for a while, Xiang Yang got up, clenched his fists and waved them a few times, until this time, the weakness of his body was relieved a lot, but to recover completely, it is estimated that he will have to replenish a lot of energy, at least it will take another ten hours. However, the ancestral dragon node must have strengthened the body to a certain extent, and after recovery, the physical body should be able to improve slightly.

Pulling out the instant kill, and finding that there were a few more cracks on it, Xiang Yang smiled bitterly, this treasure is really powerful, even the Nine Tribulations real person can be killed with one blow, but now like this, even if it is repaired a little last time, it will not be used a few times, and I don't know if the three main materials can be found, but it is really a pity.

This place is deep underground, and it is an abandoned mine, even if there is a little movement, it should not alarm others, and no one has come after a few hours have passed, and he is not in a hurry to go out, first put away the body of the Nine Tribulations real person, and then lightly picked up the loot.

In this battle, he used an instant kill, but he also gained a superb puppet material, if he could have some other gains, he would be able to break even.

However, it is a pity that although these two Nine Tribulation masters are quite wealthy, they have no special gains, as for ordinary magic weapons, superb vitality stones and the like, Xiang Yang naturally looks down on them, and in the end, the biggest gain is the flying swords of the two peak treasures and some ordinary heavenly and earthly treasures.

But he can't use those two flying swords, after all, they are killing people and plundering goods, although it was someone else who moved the evil intentions first, but there is no evidence, if someone really makes trouble because of this, he can't tell. Besides, these two people should be the real people under the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, and Xiang Yang, the first sect of the Northern Shenzhou, can't afford to provoke it at present, so naturally it is better to have more than one thing.

In addition, there is good news, in order to forge their natal flying sword, almost all the monks under the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion are proficient in the art of refining, and the various materials in the Sumeru magic weapon are naturally very rich, Xiang Yang took stock, it was enough for the two old apprentices to use in refining, and it also saved some trouble.

In addition, there are some small discoveries, such as a captive spirit bird gadget, which contains a few cloud harriers, and a few communication jade slips, all of which confirm some of his ideas, and I will not mention them for the time being.

Everything was sorted out, Xiang Yang got up, and let Xiaoshan Ju dig out the puppet clone, the law technique is indeed powerful, this doppelganger has indeed been completely damaged, and there is no need to repair it anymore, but there will be hidden dangers if you stay here.

As for the clone, he now has materials like the Nine Tribulations Real Man at hand, and he can at least refine a Nine Transition Period, but the difficulty of refining a puppet of this level is too high, and the time it takes is too long, and the chaos is imminent, and there is not enough time for the time being.

After cleaning the battlefield again, not a trace of the slightest trace was missed, even the flesh and blood were cleaned with the Samadhi True Fire, and then the little guy moved the collapsed rocks away and walked out along the original main mine.

Based on those findings and one's own judgment, there is still a lot of hands and feet that need to be cleaned up.

Xiang Yang is not a murderer, but he is by no means a pedantic person!