Almost instantly, a group of people gathered over, with doubts in their hearts, the two glanced at each other, and followed without hesitation, a little hesitation, let them go a little late, and there was already a sea of people in front.

The magic weapon, this supreme thing in the eyes of the monks, easily attracted everyone's attention, almost the entire Linxu monks, all gathered, and some of the stalls also hurriedly closed the stalls and wrote them down.

"What should I do?" Looking at the front, the inner three layers, the outer three layers, leaving no gaps at all, Qi Zhixiao scratched his ears and cheeks a little.

"What else can I do, squeeze it!" Ba Fenghan said, squeezing forward hard, Qi Zhixiao's strength is infinite, Ba Fenghan has practiced Xuantian Jade Refining Divine Skills, and his strength even exceeds Qi Zhixiao's, most of the onlookers are just one or two heavens, on the ** top, they are far from them, and they are forced out of the crowd.

The monk who was pushed away was either furious or scolded, but the two of them did not pay any attention to them, the strength of the two of them, plus the gray clothes, the monk who did not want to cause trouble, at most verbally scolded twice.

Finally, squeezed into the inner circle, a monk in a red robe, was standing proudly in the center of the circle, his face was dark, his figure was not tall, he looked ordinary, but occasionally in his eyes, there was a sinister expression, the two of them couldn't see his realm, but the full momentum of the whole body, at least it was above the triple heaven of body refining.

"Didn't you say that there are magic weapon fragments, where are they?" Qi Zhixiao asked the monk next to him.

The monk next to him was squeezed away by the two, and he glanced at Qi Zhixiao angrily and said, "It's in his hands!"

The two of them looked at it, and in the monk's hand, he was holding a black rag-like object, which at first glance was very broken, and the shape was also irregular, very much like an ordinary people's tablecloth, or the torn kind, with interlaced teeth.

The monks who were watching seemed to have the same opinion, and they didn't know who they were, and said in a sharp voice: "Cut, is this the fragment of the magic weapon, it's too broken, my family's foot cloths are neater than it!"

The buzzing sound is endless, and everyone is pointing at this five products.

The red-robed cultivator seemed to be provoked by the words next to him, and said angrily: "I don't know, there is a Yuanying master on this magic weapon fragment, and there are unique fluctuations." ”

At this time, everyone found that above the rag-like thing, there were several divine inscriptions faintly displayed, and the divine inscriptions were the powerful and mysterious words of the owner, unless there was a special charm, it could not be displayed on the item, unless it was a magic weapon.

The generation of each magic weapon is the fate of heaven and earth, and when it is transformed into a magic weapon, it integrates the rules of heaven and earth, automatically transforms into a divine text, solidifies on the magic weapon, and when it is used, it is mobilized and has incredible power.

Everyone looked at this faint divine text, and it seemed that what this red-robed man said was true, could this really be a magic weapon fragment.

The sharp voice didn't seem to be reconciled, and continued: "What's there, maybe, it's a broken rune, the rune is made like this, can it be used, let's talk about it!"

The red robe swept around, but it was a pity that he spoke, hiding in the crowd, his voice was uncertain, he was blown up, and said loudly: "Don't believe it, you come and test it, this fragment of mine, as long as it is activated with true qi, it can protect the whole body, and any attack will not be able to break through!"

The red-robed oath was full of promises, and the people around him couldn't help but be suspicious, could it be that this guy, the thing in his hand, is it really a magic weapon fragment?

In this cultivation world, there are not many magic weapons, after all, only the thirty-six Tiangang forbidden consummation, or the seventy-two earthly forbidden consummation, can become a magic weapon, the most important thing is that there is also a master at the level of the Yuan Infant, nourished with breath, forming a machine spirit, the birth of each magic weapon, at least hundreds of years, or even thousands of years of kung fu, even if it is the Luofu Sect, there are only a handful of magic weapons.

A big sect like Luofu Sect is still like this, a small scattered cultivation, if you have a magic weapon fragment, in a sense, it is also a great thing.

"Brother Ge, why don't you let me try it!" The one who spoke was a tall and thin man with a goatee, his strength was similar to that of the red robe, and he was also a great consummation of physical training, and his true qi was restrained all over his body.

Hearing the words of the goatee, the red robe holding the fragment of the magic weapon was solemn, and said, "Brother Wu, please!"

The old monk in front of him heard the conversation between the two in the middle circle, and exclaimed in surprise: "Brother Ge, Brother Wu, are they the black-hearted Xiushi Ge Wensheng and the three-headed Wuwu Xinzhi?"

With these two names, all the monks below were in an uproar, and even Qi Zhixiao frowned, Bafeng Han came to Fang City less, and he didn't hear of two people, so he asked quietly: "Zhixiao, who are these two people!"

"These two people, in the casual cultivation, can be regarded as amazing, everyone is refining the Great Perfection, as long as they want to join, they can definitely join the Luofu Sect, and they can even easily obtain the position of the three-leaf disciple, but they don't look down on the treatment of the outer gate, and they are ready to break through the Yang Yuan and join the inner door directly!"

"Inner Gate?" "Inner Gate?" Ba Fenghan took a breath, refining the body to the cultivation of the Yuan, a small level, but trapped most of the monks, just like the Luofu Sect, tens of thousands of outer disciples, who can successfully break through the Yang Yuan, will not exceed 50, almost a few hundredths of the probability, even if it is an inner disciple of the spiritual root above the middle grade, breaking through the Yang Yuan, it is also a number of five or five.

Wu Xinzhi was not polite, he slowly walked to Ge Wensheng, transported the true qi of his whole body, and the peak power of refining his body soared out, obviously using all his strength, a stream of true qi, instantly blessed on his body, a powerful breath, kept pushing outside, and everyone was forced to retreat again and again.

The people who surrounded themselves in a circle, under the pressure of the strong and tyrannical, showed the level of the level, in the inner circle, only the masters above the triple heaven remained, their number was not much, only a dozen, and the second layer was the double heaven, the number was not much, seventy or eighty, Ba Fenghan and Qi Zhixiao, with the help of the strong **, barely controlled to live in the outermost circle of the second layer.

Ge Wensheng didn't care about Wu Xinzhi's momentum, lazily raised the rags, aimed at Wu Xinzhi, and said lightly: "Brother Wu, use all your strength!"

"Okay!" Wu Xinzhi's face was cold, and he walked directly to Tiangangbu, under the blessing of Tiangangbu, his true qi condensation was higher, and in the high-speed operation, his hands formed dozens of seals, and a fiery red breath erupted, and a hot fireball suddenly appeared.

The crowd of onlookers below invariably took a breath of cold air, the magic method is a commonly used technique for cultivators, but at this stage of refining the body, it is not easy to perform a complete spell, even if it is as simple as the fireball technique, it can be said that the monks who cast the spell have a clear difference from the secular martial artists.

Thousands of pairs of eyes, staring at this fireball, the title of three-headed black, it is really not simple, there are two times, no wonder the fame is so big.

The fireball shook slightly, left Wu Xinzhi's control, and suddenly accelerated, rushing towards Ge Wensheng, and the speed was extremely fast.

Ge Wensheng showed a faint smile on his face, as if he had already known Wu Xinzhi's strength, and he was not panicked, and rushed towards the rags with a true anger.

A faint brilliance of true qi shrouded the rag, and on the rag, a stream of brilliance flowed, and a faint divine text, driven by true qi, came out of the rag, forming a layer of faint protection, and greeted the fireball.

Whether it was a spear or a shield, everyone's eyes were focused on the place where the fireball met the divine text, and in an instant, the two intersected, only to hear a [bump], and the fireball hit the protective shield hard.

The energy overflowed, the fireball burst open, and the huge impact force was felt by the surrounding monks, at least it was the attack power of the peak of body refining, but under such a powerful impact, the protection formed by the magic weapon fragments was just shaken, and it returned to normal, and the wind and waves were calm.