"Yes, sir!"

Ye Duoer raised her head and carefully sensed the messy pile of treasures like a garbage mountain.

After a while, the mindfulness turned into claws and poked out one by one, and even took out no less than a hundred items.

"All of them are spiritual materials that have a boost to the spirit, or are used to nourish the spirit..."

Bai Wushang's eyes were bright, and he thought of the evil curse split body holding his emotions. Although his attributes were classified as great evil and evil, it was essentially inseparable from the soul.

It is reasonable that Hua Moyu's storage ring has countless such materials.

"Not only can Duoer be used, I can also use it to enhance my soul power and accelerate my personal growth..."

Bai Wushang picked up a few soul flowers at will, and they were actually more than 8,000 years old.

The largest one is suspected to be a holy medicine for all ages. In his hands, the speed of soul power flowing doubled, and his magicality is extraordinary.

"Click--"

Bai Wushang confirmed that there was no problem, and the cow chewed the grass and swallowed it in a few bites.

This holy medicine cannot be effective immediately. It is swallowed into the stomach and needs long-term refining to absorb it.

Ye Duoer, who was on the other side, moved her eyes from the other three spiritual materials that were not weaker than the ten thousand-year-old soul flowers and continued to search for the "trash pile".

"Sir, my soul power has reached the upper limit of my bloodline. I need a transformational treasure, not a growth type."

"Well, actually, I have found the evolution maps of two ghost-type great holy beasts when I read the Holy Court Tantra a few days ago."

Bai Wushang frowned and thought, "One needs grafting, the other needs mutation."

"But your current bloodline is not perfect enough, and the probability of failure is not small."

"I still hope that I can help you upgrade to the legendary 2 stars first, so that the choice will be more abundant."

"I'm sorry," Ye Duoer looked for it for another minute, shook his head slightly and said, "There is no special fit here, it will not help me."

"It's okay." Bai Wushang put away the messy treasure and threw it into his ring. "When the Witch God Sect is handled, I will go back to the Great Saint Dragon Palace to get more files to check."

"In addition to the Holy Court, the knowledge scrolls of both sides are interconnected. I think the bloodline of the Great Saint Beast cannot be an obstacle."

"It's Ah Zhou..."

Bai Wushen wanted to speak but stopped.

Even if two ancient top forces rely on him, it is still too exaggerated to easily cultivate the supreme myth.

"Maybe the food cells I harvested on this trip should continue to open the seventh-level treasure chest?"

"The seventh-level treasure chest only costs 30,000. The food cells captured by the King of Furious are enough for me to draw a hundred times..."

...

Reclaim the soul and favor the Lord.

Bai Wushang is not in a hurry to make a decision for the time being.

He searched around for a while, but after no new discoveries, he began to rush.

He galloped along the direction he came, and soon he saw the red city wall again, touching the boundary of the Daqian Dynasty.

"Master Pope!" The six-winged Frost Holy Angel Yi floated at the ruined city gate.

Seeing that the visitor was Bai Wushang, he immediately put down the ice crossbow in his hand, and the face of the stranger Wuzhi dissipated with the wind.

"Report to the Pope, the red-eyed monster in the dynasty suddenly weakened."

"Some people with strong willpower can recover from their own awakeness;"

"The remaining stubborn or seriously polluted living organisms are being seized by the Angel Legion. If you can save them, you can save them. If you can't save them, you can only kill them on the spot."

"Have the reinforcements from Longting arrived?" Bai Wushang asked casually, thinking.

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"Swish--"

A gust of wind blew by, the Six-Winged Sword Sect's God Angel held the ancestor's giant sword in his hand, and blood dripped at the tip of the sword, suspended beside Bai Wushang's body.
Chapter completed!