The rumbling voice is endless.
Pieces of magic plants fell, the soil flew up, thousands of swords light, and they were torn apart by the screaming fist wind.
Some magic plants that were hiding in the dark and preparing to attack were immediately affected by the battle, and the broken leaves and branches splashed everywhere, and they could only dormant again.
Ning Yuzhou and Shi Wuming stood by and watched the battle.
Zhang Tianyang's progress is indeed great, and his sword intent is even greater.
He practiced in the Star Rock area for three years. Not only did he painstakingly practice the sword, but also followed his body tempering. The cultivation base of the middle Yuanhuang realm became more and more solid, and given time, he would be able to smoothly advance to the late Yuanhuang realm. The sword intent of the Shuangyang Sword became more and more awe-inspiring. If it is a practitioner of the same level, it is estimated that less than three moves will fail.
However, Wen Qiao was not easily defeated by him. She practiced "Celestial Fist" to the eighth level, which was also the last level. The first form of the eighth layer of "Celestial Fist"-Po Kong Fist, is known as the method of breaking all things and all things, and this trick alone is enough to restrain many tricks.
Wen Qiao has practiced the Po Kong Fist to the extreme. As long as he doesn't encounter a cultivator who is too abnormal, even the Yuan Emperor Realm can carry it.
Two hours later, Zhang Tianyang lost again.
The Shuangyang sword was squeezed on the ground, and Zhang Tianyang dropped his arm weakly, and was abolished by Wen Qiao's punch in the previous battle.
But he didn't care, a pair of war-inspiring gazes stared at Wen Qiao firmly, and he still wanted to fight again.
"What are you hitting? Let's heal your arm first." Shi Wuming is really speechless, and I don't understand how these sword repairers like to fight and kill, and fight like a desperate lunatic.
Isn't it better to go to the treasure of heaven and earth than to fight and kill?
Wen Qiao flicked a spirit pill in the past.
Zhang Tianyang didn't even look at it, and threw it directly into his mouth.
However, after a while, his abolished arm would soon be able to recover freely. This is also because of the merits of the king-level pill cultivated by Ning Yuzhou, and the effect is naturally better than the sky-level spirit pill.
Zhang Tianyang put the Shuangyang sword on his back again and followed them, "Where are you going?"
"Just walk around and see what natural treasures there are on the island." Wen Qiao said, and suddenly turned his head and glanced in a certain direction.
Wen Tutu's figure rushed away, and in a short while, several demon races were found and fought with a Yuanhuang realm demon race.
Found that it was the Yuanhuang Realm, Zhang Tianyang drew his sword excitedly and killed it.
The demon clan of the Yuan Dynasty Realm wanted to split his canthus, and was flanked by two Yuanhuangmen repairers. There was no way to escape. I couldn't help but regret why he had to hide here before peeking at them fighting. I thought it was these people who started fighting, but I didn’t know that they were just learning, but I really wanted to scold them for being insane, where they were not good at learning, and they went to Devil Wind Island to learn. Isn’t this misleading?
I didn't know that when Zhang Tianyang killed him, Wen Qiao suddenly withdrew, and Zhang Tianyang dealt with the Yuanhuang Realm Demon Clan alone.
The Demon Race of the Yuanhuang Realm was taken aback for a moment. Although he didn't understand why the other party withdrew, he understood that it was a good opportunity and turned around and fled.
"Where to escape!" Zhang Tianyang chased after him excitedly, and finally encountered a Yuanhuang Realm demon clan, how could he escape.
Wen Qiao and the others didn't care about Zhang Tianyang and those Yuanzong realm demons.
About half an hour, Zhang Tianyang came back alone.
"What about the demons?" Wen Qiao asked.
Zhang Tianyang said: "After I defeated him, I ignored him." Then he complained that the Demon Race had no Yuan Huang realm cultivation base, but it was a casual one, which was a waste of his joy.
Wen Qiao was expressionless: "You should catch him and send him to the center of the island to dig the red moon blood crystal."
Obviously this requirement is too important, Zhang Tianyang looked at her dumbfounded.
Wen Qiao threw the Demon Race to him, and said: "You send them to the middle of the island. The two hall masters are there. You will understand when you go there."
Zhang Tianyang was obedient and obedient, obviously he had done nothing wrong, inexplicably a little guilty, as if letting go of the demons was a heinous thing. Although Jian Xiu has a serious intention to kill, he is not a bloodthirsty killer. He disdains those defeated generals. Therefore, he has no idea that the situation on Devil Wind Island has changed. All demons are free labor. To one is one.
Next, Wen Qiao and the others wandered around the Devil Wind Island for more than half a month.
Although Devil Wind Island is big, it takes more than half a month to dig three feet into the ground and find many good things.
On the other side, the Scarlet Moon Blood Crystal Mine was almost dug.
Although the Scarlet Moon Blood Crystal looks ominous, it is an extremely precious refining material. When it is integrated into the spirit weapon, it can resist the erosion of devil and yin energy. This is why the Holy Martial Palace attaches so much importance to the mission of Devil Wind Island. the reason. For the Demon Race, they can also use the Scarlet Moon Blood Crystal to temper the body to strengthen the Demon Race's physique, which is also very important.
So when the Demon Race got the news, they lurked on Demon Wind Island early, and wanted to compete with the Saint Martial Hall, but unfortunately they couldn't compete.
After digging the blood crystals of Chiyue, a group of demons looked ashamed and looked like those coolies farmers in the secular world.
The demons stood there in silence, staring nervously at the group of people in the Saint Martial Hall.
According to previous rules, the demons who became prisoners were killed directly. In the same way, if a person cultivates to become a prisoner of the demons, he is also directly killed.
The two hall masters of the Saint Martial Hall are also thinking about whether to shoot these demons to death with one palm.
The understatement of the two hall masters made this group of demons shudder, thinking desperately, it is estimated that they are indeed going to confess here today, no one can save them.
At this moment, Wen Qiao and Ning Yuzhou came back.
"Hall Master, have you finished digging?"
After getting the affirmative answer, Wen Qiao took out several pill bottles and distributed them to the Yuanhuang Demon Race who had taken the poison pill, "This is the detoxification pill, you have one."
The Demon Race of the Yuan Emperor Realm smiled bitterly. Although this female sister kept her promise and detoxified them, after the detoxification, she still died?
They held the detoxification pills and did not speak.
Wen Qiao looked at the two hall masters, wondering: "Two hall masters, but there are other tasks?"
When the two hall masters looked at her, they were all taken aback by her question.
After pondering for a moment, the Lord of the Seven Palaces said: "Fine, let's go."
Although the other hall master felt wrong, but he did not publicly question the hall master of the seven halls.
For about half a month, after they enslaved this group of demons to dig Scarlet Moon blood crystals and treated them as free labor, they suddenly discovered that the demons didn't seem to be that hideous, and it was very labor-saving to use them well.
So let them kill a group of used demons, suddenly felt a little bit helpless. In particular, the two hall masters are both in the Yuan Dynasty. It is easy to kill these demons. It is such an easy task, but it is impossible to start.
Forget it.
The disciples of the Saint Martial Hall no longer paid attention to this group of demons and left Demon Wind Island directly.
Until they couldn't feel the aura of the disciples of the Saint Martial Hall, the group of demon races who were left still looked at each other, and it took a long time to realize that they hadn't been killed?
The demons suddenly became excited.
"Quick, let's go quickly." So that the group of Saint Martial Temple disciples would react and ran back to kill them.
Immediately this group of demons hurriedly left the Demon Wind Island and flew towards the Demon Abyss.
It wasn't until they returned to the edge of the Demon Abyss that they finally confirmed that they were not killed by the Saint Martial Hall, and the demons had no intention of guessing why the Saint Martial Hall didn't kill them cruelly this time.
"There must be some conspiracy!" Demon said vowedly.
"Could it be that the group of people cultivated to attack Demon Abyss?"
"Do they dare? Don't forget that our Demon Abyss has Fan Yin ancestors."
"That's true."
Since it is not going to attack Demon Abyss, what would be the reason?
A gloomy demon said in a low voice: "Could it be the human race named Wen Qiao? Because she promised to give us the detoxification pills, the masters of the two Holy Martial Halls did not pursue it?"
The demons looked at each other again, unwilling to believe this, but felt that this guess was extremely possible.
"Ling Jue-sama, the one named Wen Qiao seems to have a high status in the Saint Martial Hall, should we send someone to inquire about her, so that we can get revenge in the future?"
Ling Jue nodded gloomily. Although they could escape from the dead and had something to do with the son of the saint martial artist named Wen Qiao, he couldn't deny the fact that the saint martial temple enslaved them and treated them as excavators.
This hatred is still to be reported.
**
After returning to Shengwu Island, Wen Qiao and Wentutu first went to receive payment from the Shengwu Temple.
The Saint Martial Hall is very generous, not only gave them a red moon blood crystal, but also gave them a lot of rare refining materials, and both of them were happy.
After they took the things back, they immediately gave them to Ning Yuzhou.
After reading it, Ning Yuzhou groaned: "This batch of Scarlet Moon Blood Crystals can be used to refine a few weapons. I will help you remodel your weapons and add Scarlet Moon Blood Crystals..."
Wen Tutu immediately took out his big hammer and said happily, "Brother Ning, I decided to transform it into a life-saving magic weapon, and I will only use it in the future. Brother Ning, help me practice it again."
Ning Yuzhou said: "Okay, it just so happens that there are suitable refining materials from the Saint Martial Hall this time, which can be melted into."
Wen Qiao also took out the Scorching Sun Bow. The Scorching Sun Bow accompanied her for a long time, and it was extremely useful at critical times. Because she practiced Celestial Fist, she didn't rely much on magic weapons, so she never thought about making a magic weapon for her life, but if the Scorching Sun Bow can be upgraded, it would be good to use it as a magic weapon for her life.
"Then I will sacrifice it again." Ning Yuzhou said with a smile, "It is also good to have a magic weapon of the same mind."
"Wen Gungun? Do you need Brother Ning to practice the magic weapon of life?" Wen Qiao turned to ask the boy who was gnawing on the spirit fruit.
Wen Gungun's face was bulging, he shook his head quickly, milky voice said: "No, I have five rock soil, it is the magic weapon of life."
The teacher had no life to come over and rub his hands: "Brother Ning, help me refine a sword. It must not be lower than a king-level sword. If it is a saint-level sword, it would be better."
"You are not good at fighting, what do you want such a powerful spirit weapon to do?" Wen Tutu asked puzzledly.
The teacher said frankly, "I am not good at fighting, but I can protect myself."
"You have enough bones to protect yourself, what kind of weapon do you want?" Wen Tutu said bluntly.
Master Wuming was choked with nothing to say.
But in the end, Ning Yuzhou still decided to refine them together.
After the decision was made, Ning Yuzhou began to retreat from the refiner.
Wen Qiao and Wen Tutu have nothing to do, so they decide to go to the Fengyun Arena.
After only playing a few games, Wen Qiao found that no one wanted to fight with him, and even the person in charge of Fengyun Ring couldn't hate that a large amount of spirit stone would invite her, the great Buddha, away, so she had to leave unhappily.
There was nothing to do, Wen Qiao decided to do the task.
Half a year later, Ning Yuzhou gave them several spiritual artifacts that had been refined.
Both Wen Tutu and Wen Qiao looked at their magic weapon with great joy. Shi Wuming also carried the sword with a faint red glow.
This time Ning Yuzhou forged four king-level spirit swords, which are extremely sharp, and the occasional red glow shows that they are spirit swords that have been incorporated into the blood crystal of the scarlet moon, which invisibly lifts its style.
He called in charge of Hong and flashed two king-level spirit swords to him.
Manager Hong's eyesight is good. He immediately saw the red glow on the two king-level spirit swords, and said happily: "It turned out to be a spirit sword that incorporates the blood crystals of Scarlet Moon. This spirit sword will definitely be robbed by everyone. Ning Son, do you still have such a sword?"
"There are only two." Ning Yuzhou said without changing his face.
Guan Shi didn't question his words, and carefully put away the two king-level spirit swords and took them back to the Saint Martial Hall.
On the same day, two king-level spirit swords were airborne on the exchange list of the Holy Martial Hall.
Unlike the transactions in the Saint Martial Hall, the exchange list of the Saint Martial Hall is only open to disciples of the Saint Martial Hall. The contribution value is used to redeem the things on the list, which is also an encouragement to the disciples of the inner hall.
Seeing two king-level spirit swords appeared on the exchange list, a group of people almost went crazy.
Guan Shi Hong handed the sword to the professionals of the Saint Martial Hall for evaluation, and then brought the reward to Ning Yuzhou for review. If he is not satisfied, he can go back and exchange for another one.
Ning Yuzhou checked the remuneration brought back by Guan Hong, took out several things that he didn't need, added a few more, and asked Guan Hong to go back and exchange them again.
Ning Yuzhou, who had switched to a new batch of materials, continued to plunge into the mixing chamber and was busy.
This has been busy for another twenty years.
Wen Qiao had nothing to do, so she decided to retreat again.
When Wen Qiao left the customs, she was told that there was a mandatory task.
Still going to grab the site.
However, this time the number of people looting for the site was very large. All three races participated, and the forces of the Seventy-two Spirit Island of the Human Race joined.
Guan Shi said: "This time the tomb of the immortal is opened, all practitioners below the Yuanhuang realm of the three tribes can enter. After entering the tomb of the immortal, both life and death will be lost."
"Why is it called the tomb of the fairy?" Wen Qiao asked curiously.
Guan Shi thought for a while, and said: "It is probably that this fairy tomb was a battlefield left by the Three Realms at the time. It is said that many experts in the fairy realm have fallen there. Later, due to the power of the fairy, the battlefield was filled with a powerful The power of immortals forms an independent secret space, which is called the tomb of immortals."
Every hundreds of years, a force will escape from the tomb of the immortal, tearing open an entrance, allowing practitioners to enter the tomb of the immortal to explore the treasure.
Recently, the three tribes of Yuansheng Realm of the Feng Devil Tianyu can feel the movement of the fairy tomb, knowing that it is about to open, and let the cultivators of all races get ready.
There is a kind of force suppression in the tomb of the immortal, and only the cultivators under the realm of Yuan Emperor can enter.
However, because the tomb of the immortal is too dangerous, the Sacred Martial Hall arranged for disciples from Yuanzong and Yuanhuang to enter. The disciples under the Yuanling realm are too weak, and they are just for giving away their heads. It is better not to go.
The tomb of the fairy is opened for half a year. After half a year, its secret realm entrance will disappear. The creatures entering the secret realm must leave before the time secret realm is closed, or they will be left in the fairy realm and then crushed to death by the power of the fairy realm. Soul flies away.
After Guan Shi explained the situation of the fairy tomb for them, he cautiously asked, "Miss Wen, are you going to go?"
"Of course I'm going." Wen Qiao said without hesitation, "I'm seeking wealth and wealth. Why don't you go for such a rare opportunity?"
"Master Ning..."
"Of course my husband will also go."
Guanshi Hong knew that this was the case, and it seemed that Shengwu Temple had to worry about it again.
After Guanshi Hong left, Ning Zhezhou visited again.
The teacher had no life to start his head and asked: "Your palace master asked you to come over as a lobbyist again?"
Ning Zhezhou said a little embarrassed: "No, I am worried, so I came to ask you, are you all going to the fairy tomb?"
"Of course." Wen Qiao looked at him, "You too?" Ning Zhezhou is now a cultivator in the middle Yuanzong realm, but in her opinion, this cultivation level is still weaker.
Ning Zhezhou nodded and said with a firm face: "The Tomb of the Immortal is a rare opportunity. Brother Yin and I have made an appointment to go in together."
The low-level cultivators have the gaze of the low-level cultivators. Facing the tomb of the immortal, few people can reject it. Maybe they are lucky enough to get the inheritance of a certain immortal? If it can ascend smoothly in the future, it will be the foundation for being able to gain a foothold in the upper realm.