Chapter 809: Forget the Water of Love

"Good baby! Cast by the Heavenly Venerable Bone Demon, the power of defense is amazing, and it also has the power of killing. As soon as Lin Hao activated this armguard, he felt that the defensive power of this arm guard was extraordinary, at least it could resist the attacks of Dao realm powerhouses.

"Although this arm guard is not a Dao weapon, it is a semi-finished product, but it can also resist the power of the Dao realm. The old man said slowly.

"Indeed, yes, Mufeng, do you like it? You don't have any armor on you all along, and this arm guard is for you. ”

A smile rose at the corner of Lin Hao's mouth.

"Yes. Shen Mufeng's eyes also shone brightly, and his eyes stared at the arm guards for a moment.

"I want the folding fan in your hand. The old man's eyes opened and closed slightly, and he looked at the folding fan in Lin Hao's hand, flashing with fine light.

Lin Hao's eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression froze.

Shen Mufeng's face changed even more.

"No! Childe's Cangxuan Fan is your personal belongings, following you for many years, if so, I don't want this arm guard!"

Shen Mufeng frowned and said in a deep voice.

"Huh...... Although it is made by the bone demon, I don't have to do it, but this Cangxuan fan is made by me, and it has been made by me for many years, and it is made by the golden thunder bamboo, one of the top ten sacred trees, and it is not impossible for it to grow into an imperial weapon in the future, but you want to exchange it for a mere armguard?"

Although he was facing an old monster, Lin Hao was not afraid at all, and there was a contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth.

"It seems that the seniors have no intention of wanting to exchange, so it's okay~"

Lin Hao put down the arm guard and turned around to leave.

"Slow, I have the items here to choose, I just need the fan in your hand!"

Seeing that Lin Hao was not so easy to fool, the old man suddenly opened his eyes and said so.

"Hehe~ Senior, don't worry about my Cangxuan fan. ”

Lin Hao chuckled, and then continued: "But I also have a treasure here, which can dissolve most of the dead qi in your body, but it's just ...... I'm afraid you're ...... these things."

When the words fell, Lin Hao snapped his fingers, and a wisp of three-color flame emerged from Lin Hao's finger.

"Three-color divine fire?"

A fine light flashed in the old man's eyes, and he stared closely at the three-colored flame in Lin Hao's hand, which was a spark that Lin Hao had stripped from his nine-colored flame, and it did not hurt the origin.

However, Lin Hao did not take out all the nine-colored flames, it would be shocking, and some people would covet his nine-colored divine fire.

However, even if it is a three-color flame, it also makes everyone present can't help but be moved, the three-color divine fire can melt all things, if it is refined, it can naturally expel the dead qi and even some impurities in the body, which has many benefits.

Therefore, after the three-color divine fire appeared, both the old man and the people trading around them widened their eyes, staring at the three-color divine fire on Lin Hao's fingertips.

These people are about to flow out, this three-color divine fire is of great value to anyone, it can refine the impurities in the body, calcine their own flesh, and make it even stronger.

"You can't look down on any of these?" the old man glanced at Lin Hao, and said coldly.

The corners of Lin Hao's mouth raised slightly, and said: "Senior, this so-called take what you need, I have what you need, but you don't have what I need." ”

Lin Hao held a folding fan in his hand, knocked it in the palm of his hand, and said lightly.

The old man groaned for a long time and took out a broken bowl.

The mouth of the bowl was sealed with a layer of mana, and I saw that there was half a bowl of cyan liquid as bright as the blue sky.

"What is this?" Lin Hao frowned slightly, feeling a little familiar, but he couldn't remember what it was for a while.

"This is the water of forgetfulness, produced in the depths of the Lethe River, there can only be such a bowl every thousand years, if you drink this water when you break through the Tianzun, you can wash away the lead......"

The old man said slowly.

Lin Hao's pupils contracted slightly, no wonder it made him feel a little familiar.

"Okay, changed!"

Lin Hao was very decisive, ejected the three-color divine fire on his fingertips and flew in front of the old man.

The old man also handed out the broken bowl in his hand, and then put the fire of the three-color divine fire into his body for refining, and after a while, a surging divine fire appeared on his body, constantly refining the dead qi.

Lin Hao smiled when he saw this scene, he was really impatient!

But think about it, although this old man is extremely powerful, but the dead qi in his body is stagnant, if he is not expelled as soon as possible, I am afraid that his life will not be long.

Lin Hao picked up the broken bowl and sniffed it on the tip of his nose, and nodded to confirm that it was correct.

This forgetful water, also called Lethe water, is a rare treasure, a rare treasure, which can wash away the lead, smooth out all its own dark diseases, and have many benefits.

"Farewell. ”

Lin Hao smiled and nodded at the old man, and then walked around here.

After Lin Hao walked a few steps, he glanced at the people around him, but found that there was one person missing.

"Hmm, what about the violent martial arts?" Lin Hao raised his eyebrows and asked strangely.

Shen Mufeng and the others were also surprised, they were still here just now, why did they suddenly disappear?

"Childe...... Hahaha...... There!" Shen Mufeng pointed to a small stall not far away.

I saw that Tyrant Wu kept rummaging over the things on his body at this time, but the stall owner kept shaking his head.

"Heh~ this kid, go~ go and see. Lin Hao shook his head and smiled bitterly.

This tyrant has been following him all this time, and calling him the young master, can he still treat him badly?

Lin Hao walked forward and quietly came behind Tyranno, only to see him staring at a pair of steel claw fists, made of special materials.

But there was nothing on the body of the tyrant that could be exchanged, and he stared at the fist for a while.

"I don't know what you want to exchange for this boxing glove?" Lin Hao patted Tyrant Wu's shoulder, then looked at the stall owner and asked.

What made Lin Hao raise his eyebrows was that the stall owner was the person named Motian before, who broke out of the coffin.

"Quenching things!"

Mo Tian also raised his head and looked at Lin Hao, and a trace of battle intent flashed in his eyes.

A smile also appeared on the corner of Lin Hao's mouth, and he didn't care.

After thinking about it, Lin Hao took out a wisp of three-color flame again.

"Is it okay for the three-color divine flame?"

Lin Hao asked with a light smile, but if anyone noticed, this three-color divine flame was completely different from the color of the three-color divine flame that Lin Hao took out before.

"Deal. ”

Mo Tian was very decisive, and with a wave of his hand, he collected Lin Hao's three-color divine flame, but a glint flashed in his eyes.

And Lin Hao picked up the fist glove and handed it to the violent martial arts beside him: "This claw fist glove killing is indeed quite suitable for you." ”

"Thank you, young master!" Tyrannomy took the claw fist gloves and hurriedly bowed to Lin Hao.

I was overjoyed and held the claw gloves and couldn't help but put them on directly.

"Yo~ There are a lot of good things?"

Lin Hao looked at the stall in front of Mo Tian, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Meng'er, what weapon do you want to use?" Lin Hao turned his head to look at Di Meng and asked.

"Hmm...... I don't know. Dimeng blinked and her eyes widened, she had never used a weapon, and she didn't know what weapon she was going to use.

Lin Hao nodded, and then exchanged with Motian for a blue short sword, which was forged with Thunder Spirit Stone, which was just right for Emperor Meng.

"This is for you, and I will teach you a set of swordsmanship in the future. With that, Lin Hao handed the short sword in his hand to Di Meng.