Only then did Liu Changqing understand why there was all the dust on the shelves, because the Heavenly Witch Clan was extremely declining, and even the number of wizards had decreased sharply, and the highest was only a fifth-level wizard, which was equivalent to a monk in the early stage of the Transformation of the Gods, so naturally he could not use so many treasures, not to mention, in the Forgotten Realm, the lifespan of the entire Heavenly Witch Clan was extremely short, no more than fifty years old, and it was impossible for a high-level wizard to appear!

Therefore, now the entire Heavenly Witch Clan is only a fifth-level wizard, and it is also a person who just advanced more than a month ago, that is, Barbarian Huibo, and most of the others are second-level wizards, so these treasures can only be obediently left in the treasure house and cannot be reused.

Since this is the case, Liu Changqing is not polite, his consciousness spreads, and he searches in the room little by little.

Nowadays, there are a lot of offensive treasures in their own hands, and there is a lack of defensive treasures, if you can find the best full-body armor, just as there is no full-body armor, the defensive shield is also fine. With a purpose, Liu Changqing began to check them one by one.

But the shelves are full of offensive treasures, and there are only two defensive ones, one is a square shield and the other is a triangular shield, and there are no armor-type defensive treasures that Liu Changqing wants. Liu Changqing touched the square shield with some disappointment, and the spiritual power in his hand was lost. The square shield immediately emitted a black glow, and a humming roar seemed to be a long-lost joyful singing.

"Liuhe Shield!" Three words appeared in Liu Changqing's mind, this shield was called "Liuhe Shield", as the spiritual power increased, the Liuhe Shield trembled slightly, split into two, and turned into two shields floating in front of Liu Changqing, protecting Liu Changqing in front of and behind.

Liu Changqing's heart moved, could it be that the highest level can generate six shields? If this is the case, this six-fold shield is a good treasure, so choose it.

In addition, Liu Changqing found a dagger in the corner of the room, which was exactly the same nameless dagger as in the snake ring. Liu Changqing stretched out his hand, and the dagger flew into his hand. In addition, the nameless dagger in the snake ring appeared on the left hand, and the nameless dagger immediately flew to the left hand and merged with the dagger.

Liu Changqing wondered in his heart, what kind of treasure is this nameless dagger, how it has appeared in many places, and there are many of them, and now there are dozens of them, I don't know how many more, it seems that it has always been inexhaustible. It was the nameless dagger, although it was inconspicuous, but it helped him a lot, and it was the nameless dagger that cut the chain of Bishui and Kaxiu in the first place.

Just when Liu Changqing was about to leave, he found that at the bottom of the shelf, there were several talismans. These talismans are all drawn in cinnabar red, and there is no trace of spiritual power on them, and the content of the drawings is irregular stones. What kind of talisman is this? Liu Changqing was curious, picked up the talisman and looked at it seriously.

After a while, Liu Changqing suppressed the shock in his heart and quietly put away the five talismans. "Alright, that's all, that's enough. ”

"The old man once said that the mixed yuan gourd obtained by the immortals is incomplete, so it can't be truly refined. Please wait a moment. Seeing that Liu Changqing didn't take the opportunity to collect it aggressively, Man Huibo nodded with satisfaction, walked out of a corner of the room quickly, and took out a crooked-necked plug-like item in a dark basin.

"This mixed yuan gourd is a naturally long psychic treasure, and it was later obtained by chance by a fairy and refined into a mixed gourd, and its gourd plug was divided separately. The gourd stopper in the hand of the immortal is not the original, but is added later, so the treasure is incomplete. The immortals will know by looking at it. ”

Liu Changqing took the gourd stopper, and there was a gourd vine on it, which seemed to be real. Liu Changqing took out the mixed yuan gourd, but the stopper on the gourd was black metal, and there was no gourd vine. It seems that what Manhui Bo said should be true, but this treasure is flawed and incomplete.

Liu Changqing took the real gourd plug and covered it on the mixed yuan gourd, and the mixed yuan gourd immediately erupted into a dazzling light, and then made a crackling thunder flickering sound, several thunder snakes scurried around on the gourd, and the entire mixed yuan gourd turned drippingly, as if it was about to break through the air!

Liu Changqing couldn't let this treasure fly away, he shouted, and as soon as his right hand probed, the big hand of spiritual power appeared around the mixed yuan gourd, and he clenched it tightly.

Smack!

The Mixed Yuan Gourd emitted a burst of electric light, and the spiritual power hand was actually shattered by the electric light, and the Mixed Yuan Gourd turned into a black light, rushing out of the ground, and even the statue of the Wu Clan God was shattered, and it collapsed with a bang.

Liu Changqing was shocked, he didn't expect the mixed yuan gourd to be so powerful, so he hurriedly chased it out, and with a shake of his hand, Ziyundou flew out and grabbed the mixed yuan gourd head-on.

Ziyundou was pulled straight, and even Liu Changqing flew out with it.

Liu Changqing grabbed the rope of Ziyundou with one hand, and with the other hand, he drew a magic decision in mid-air and pressed it towards the mixed yuan gourd.

A dazzling white light emitted by the law and landed on the Mixed Yuan Gourd, and the Mixed Yuan Gourd stopped struggling and quieted down. Liu Changqing's right hand shook, and the purple cloud rope suddenly contracted, bringing back the mixed yuan gourd.

Grabbing the mixed yuan gourd, Liu Changqing was overjoyed, he was so spiritual before refining, so the power of this treasure after refining didn't know how powerful, he really picked up a heavy treasure!

Mei Zizi put away the mixed yuan gourd, and many people had gathered around. The momentum of the Mixed Yuan Gourd's escape just now was not small, alarming many wizards of the Heavenly Witch Clan, not to mention that the entire Witch Ancestor Temple had completely collapsed, and all the wizards knelt on the ground with pale faces and fearful faces.

"Shangxian, this, this" Manhui Bo came to Liu Changqing's side in a panic, and he couldn't even say the whole thing.

Liu Changqing was stunned, "What's wrong?"

"There is a rumor in my Wu clan, 'The ancestral temple has collapsed, the end of the world is coming, and the clan will be cut off, only Qingyu will be broken', and now that the ancestral temple has collapsed and destroyed, our clan is about to be wiped out!" said Manhui Bo with a look of despair on his face.

Liu Changqing was stunned, the collapse of the Wuzu Temple had a lot to do with him, if he wasn't in a hurry and plugged the gourd stopper, then the mixed yuan gourd would not be complete, and if he wanted to break free from his control, could it be that their prophecy was really accurate?

"Elder Man don't worry, let's set off immediately to find a way out of the Forgotten Realm, as long as we all leave this place, there will be no danger of extinction!" Liu Changqing said.

Man Huibo thought about it, and there was only so much for now, so he immediately began to arrange manpower and set off in an hour.

An hour later, the city of Fusa gathered countless Heavenly Witch Clansmen, their eyes were all on the ten wizards standing outside the gate with their heads held high, these ten wizards were already the people who represented the highest witchcraft of the entire Heavenly Witch Clan, they shouldered the hope of the whole clan, only if they found a way to leave the Forgotten Realm, the entire Heavenly Witch Clan had hope of life! The prophecy of the Witch Ancestor was not missed, and the collapse of the ancestral temple made everyone despair, so the road to life depends on these ten wizards.

As the Great Elder, Manhui Bo did not leave, he wanted to be with all the more than 300,000 clansmen in Fusa City, but the leader of this trip was Mo Jie, who made rapid progress.

"Jie, when traveling here, you must obey the arrangements of the immortals, pay attention to safety, and find a way out is important, but your lives are equally important! I think the immortals will definitely take care of you." Alright, go ahead, don't let the whole clan down!" Manhui Bo said to Mo Jie.

Mo Jie and the others nodded heavily and turned to leave. They carry the hope of the whole clan on their shoulders, and it is extremely heavy!

Liu Changqing smiled indifferently and sacrificed the windchaser, which instantly became ten zhang in size and was suspended in the air. As soon as Liu Changqing's robe was swept away, Mo Jie and the other ten wizards were swept into the car, and a piece of blue water flew up, turned into a body, pulled up a windchaser, and circled over Fusa City for a week, carrying Liu Changqing and others across the sky, turning into a rainbow and flying into the distance.

"Great Elder, do you think the Immortals can find a way out of the Forgotten Realm?" an elder asked worriedly.

Man Huibo frowned, he couldn't judge what was about to happen, but at present, there was no other way but to pin all his hopes on Liu Changqing!

"Let's hope they'll find a way out of here!"

The windmill was as fast as the wind, pulled by the blue water, and flew to the nearest mysterious place - the Night Crying Sea. The night crying sea is clear to the Tianwu people themselves, there is a sea, every night, there will be a heart-rending crying sound on the sea, which is terrifying, so it is called the night crying sea.

A day later, the windmill landed on a black sand beach with an endless stretch of sea in front of it.

"Shangxian, this night crying sea has swallowed up tens of thousands of people of our Tianwu clan, but unfortunately all of them have gone back and never returned, no one knows what is inside, what happened, why they have no news. That's why we all call the Sea of Night Crying the 'Sea of Death!'" Mo Jie explained.

Liu Changqing nodded, indicating that he understood. The windchaser can fly in the air, but it can't float on the sea, Liu Changqing patted the storage bag, and a sailing boat appeared on the sea. The ship is fifteen zhang high, ten zhang wide, and forty zhang long, carved from unknown jade, and the railing is carved with all kinds of birds and beasts, and the mast is raised high, and the sail surface is bulging, as if it is about to break the waves.

I don't know whose ship is this ship named "Bibo", in short, it is a treasure found when sorting out the combat power, there are one hundred and eight grooves on it, Liu Changqing waved one hand, and one hundred and eight high-grade dark crystals fell into the groove, and a transparent shield immediately rose outside the Bibo.

"Let's go, let's get on the boat!" Liu Changqing flew on the boat first, Liu Sisi and Jin Ling'er followed, then Bi Shui, Mo Jie and the others finally flew to the boat, all of them were envious. If there had been such a ship to cry at night before, wouldn't there have been so many clansmen dead?

The Blue Wave set sail on the sea, like a sharp arrow, drawing a waterline on the water, and the speed was no slower than that of a windchaser.