"Huh?"

Zhou Yue quickly noticed the abnormality of the vision in front of him, at this time, his Linglong heart was not activated, but he entered the memory world, indicating that this memory came from the chaotic divine sense, and it had nothing to do with whether the recipient had a Linglong heart, and another person could see this memory fragment. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The dress of the master of the short blade is different from the previous time when he crossed the thunder tribulation, at this time, the original owner of the strange short blade was dressed in the animal skin costume of the Lost Land, and he changed from the previous Pian Jia Gongzi to the feeling of a tribal elder, but the wanton self-confidence between this person's eyebrows did not change in the slightest, which was the root of Zhou Yue's recognition of this great monk at a glance.

It's hard to imagine that such a confident and cheerful-looking monk would do such a miserable thing, but people can't look good, and the monk who doesn't match the outside of the cultivation world is gone, so Zhou Yue didn't show much surprise.

Zhou Yue sensed the strength of his divine consciousness and confirmed that the chaotic divine consciousness that had been straightened out by the bell had begun to repair his divine consciousness structure, so he no longer considered other problems and observed the memory world in front of him with peace of mind.

"Whew...... Yes...... No......"

Looking carefully, in the memory world in front of him, in addition to the short-bladed master, there was also a group of monks who Zhou Yue couldn't see through the cultivation, and a few of these monks made Zhou Yue feel a little familiar, and after carefully recalling Zhou Yue, he found that these people were the villagers who knelt down and worshiped the thunderbolt when he recalled the short-blade memories before.

"Shhh...... How many cultivators of the God Refining Realm are under this person?" Zhou Yue gasped, only some of the great cultivators in front of him were the same as the villagers he had seen before, which showed that there were far more than twenty cultivators under the master of the short blade, and I am afraid that they could reach the level of more than thirty people!

More than thirty God Refining Realm cultivators?

Don't talk about Zhou Yue, the vast majority of Yuanying Realm cultivators have probably never seen such a large number of great cultivators in their lives!

Zhou Yue hurriedly shook his head and came back to his senses, he had seen a battle that was even more exaggerated than in front of him, it was when the three veins of the Silver Light Sea besieged the Yinglong First Vein Station that Zhou Yue had seen a larger number of cultivators of the God Refining Realm, but at that time, his cultivation was too low and he didn't have any real sense at all, and the feeling that the God Refining Realm gave him was no different from the Jindan Realm and the Yuanying Realm.

Zhou Yue didn't know if there were other God Refining Realm cultivators under this short-bladed master, but the power of these God Refining Realm powers in front of him was definitely enough to sweep the entire lost land, not to mention that the short-blade master's cultivation was still above the Void Realm.

At this time, this group of cultivators of the God Refining Realm were also kneeling down to worship something, but this time it was not a thunderbolt group, but a blood-colored orb.

Zhou Yue's heart moved, and he sensed a familiar aura from that orb, which was somewhat similar to the blood-colored city he had strayed into before, and it seemed that this blood-colored orb was likely to be the control hub of the blood-colored city.

"This kind of ritual...... Could it be that this person plans to mass-produce the merit holy weapon?" Zhou Yue's face showed a strange expression, he knew that the root of the merit holy weapon was the 'legend', the more monks worshipped, the higher the quality, the stronger the effect of the legend, and the closer the merit holy weapon generated was to the content of the legend, this great monk obviously intended to make up for the quantitative defect with the quality advantage.

Like the moon smile in Zhou Yue's hand, it has the characteristic of not cutting anything, but in fact, this sword can not be cut off by anything, but it is restricted by the power of legends and Zhou Yue's cultivation. If there are more than thirty powerhouses of the God Refining Realm worshipping Yue Xiaojing, I am afraid that this sword will become a real nothing, in addition to the treasures of the Void Realm, even Zhou Yue, a monk of the God Refining Realm, can carry this sword and cut it directly!

The act of mass-producing merit artifacts is unheard of, but it is understandable, after all, the monks in the cultivation world basically understand the importance of merit artifacts, and this special treasure will not only not be damaged, but can also devour other merit artifacts to achieve multiple uses!

However, Zhou Yue also had a trace of doubts about the reliability of the ritual in front of him, the merit holy weapon can indeed be generated by someone worshipping and preaching, but that requires the monk to pay sincerity, and when praising it, it must be sincere. The vast majority of monks who contributed to the Merit Hallows inadvertently spread the legend of the Merit Hallows, but it was difficult for those monks with ulterior motives to contribute to the generation of the Merit Hallows.

Gathering a group of Divine Refining Realm cultivators to worship day and night like this can really guarantee their sincerity?

Zhou Yue circled around the monks who worshiped the blood-colored orb, according to his observations, these monks looked solemn, and they seemed to be in a good mood when worshipping, and they did not look like they were being coerced or absent-minded, maybe they were really a little sincere.

After observing for a while, seeing that he couldn't see any doorways, Zhou Yue focused his attention on the blood-colored orb. The details of the treasures in the memory world are related to the carrier that recorded this memory at the beginning, and the chaotic divine consciousness that gave Zhou Yue this memory fragment at this time seems to be very powerful, so the simulated blood-colored orb is also very good, and it is not just a superficial scene.

Zhou Yue tried to probe his divine sense into the blood-colored orb, if it were a reality, even if there were no great monks around, Zhou Yue would definitely not make such a reckless move, but in the memory world, even Zhou Yue's incarnation and divine consciousness were just simulated shadows, so he dared to contact the blood-colored orb so unscrupulously.

"Buzz ......"

A feeling of dizziness struck suddenly, Zhou Yue's body shook, but he found that he didn't know when he switched to a special perspective, as if he was hanging high in the sky, and the range of perception became very wide, Zhou Yue tried to divert his attention, and found that the flexibility of perception in this state was greatly reduced, but the range was almost ten times that of an ordinary Yuan Infant Realm monk's perception range!

"I see, ......" Zhou Yue thought for a while and understood that the person who set up the array had found out his location by touching the blood-colored orb, and it seemed that this blood-colored orb was indeed the control hub of the blood-colored city.

It is indeed a good habit to integrate the treasures in their hands, and many monks have the habit of integrating all the treasures into one, just like those big sects of the Xixun Sect, the standard clothing of the disciples in their sect may be a good defensive magic weapon in itself, and they also have a certain offensive ability.

It seems that the Scarlet Orb in front of him not only has the ability to control the Scarlet City, but also has been endowed with this special observation method, so that the controller of the City can sense nearby enemies as long as he holds the Scarlet Orb in his hand, and at the same time control the city to strike.

"Huh?"

Zhou Yue quickly sensed the special feature of the blood-colored orb, this blood-colored orb actually faintly had a special connection with the strange short-bladed master on the side!

Natal magic weapon!

Zhou Yue frowned suddenly, in his opinion, the great monk in front of him spent so much manpower on the strange short blade, and the short blade should be used as a natal magic weapon, but he didn't expect that person to choose the blood-colored orb in the end. Zhou Yue couldn't help but compare the blood-colored orb in front of him with the short blade, but found that the short blade had the advantage in any case.

"Could it be that when he was young and ignorant, he gave priority to refining the blood-colored orb into a natal magic weapon...... Zhou Yue pondered for a moment, and he shook his head to deny this speculation: "No, the merit holy weapons can devour each other, even if the blood-colored orb is refined into a natal magic weapon, it is completely possible to use that orb to devour the short blade again." ”

Zhou Yue faintly had a hint of foreboding in his heart, was it because the short blade itself had some kind of defect because the great monk didn't fuse the short blade into the natal magic weapon at the beginning?

You must know that the strange short blade just fused with Ze Wang Ding the moment he saw Zhou Yue, and the whole process was extremely smooth, as if the short blade's own will was devoured by Ze Wang Ding. At this time, the strange short blade is already Zhou Yue's natal magic weapon, if this treasure really has any taboos that cannot become a natal magic weapon, Zhou Yue can only pinch his nose and admit it!

"Not ...... enough"

At this moment, a dry voice suddenly came from Zhou Yue's side, as if it was as piercing as the sound of a door shaft in disrepair, Zhou Yue hurriedly looked back, but found that this voice was actually made by the great monk who looked dignified.

"Huh?"

Zhou Yue keenly noticed that the Great Monk's voice at this time was different from that of the Thunder Tribulation, and the monk was indeed free to adjust his voice, but it stood to reason that the Great Monk did not need to change his voice at this time or at the time of the Thunder Tribulation. Zhou Yue didn't let go of this suspicion, and he quickly remembered what Xun Wu and others had said-

At the beginning, the great monk left behind two shocking cities and a set of unpredictable exercises.

Perhaps the change in the voice of the great monk in front of him was affected by that set of exercises, and this person did not bother to adjust his voice so that it sounded the same at all times, so the difference in voice appeared.

"Condensation!"

didn't let Zhou Yue wait long, the great monk suddenly rose into the air and came to the top of the blood-colored orb, and then stretched out his hand and lightly touched the blood-colored orb-

"Click!"

A crisp cracking sound sounded, and with the movement of the person in the air, an inexplicable force began to gather at high speed towards the blood-colored orb, and finally settled on the orb!

Zhou Yue carefully sensed the special power flowing in the air, and after a moment, he was stunned to find that that power was the root of the merit holy weapon, the power of legend!

"Controlling the power of legends?" Zhou Yue's eyes widened suddenly, he had personally tried to control the power of legends of the three holy weapons in his hand, and knew what a laborious act it was, even if Zhou Yue succeeded in controlling it once, it was just to let the power of legends be released and moved!

If Zhou Yue's original act of controlling the power of legend was like a baby toddler, and it was rare to stand up and take two steps, then the behavior of the great monk in front of him to control the power of legend was undoubtedly to make the baby run on the ground! )