Zhang Yuanqing has seen many forms of props, such as red dance shoes, and military soul masks, but they are all props and functions.

The prop in hand has different shapes and completely different functions, and it is more like three independent props.

There is no doubt that this is a magical artifact.

There are three forms, each of which is the best, and in addition, it is also a regular prop.

There are three rules in total, one: resonance, which can destroy all defenses in the world.

2: Bind, it cannot be used by anyone until the owner dies.

3: Energy storage, can withstand any level of physical attack.

A hammer that can destroy props, a thunderstorm cannon that can fire spherical lightning, and cooperate with night tours, is simply a sneak attack weapon. Even if the sneak attack fails, I can still deploy the purple thunder shield to resist.

However, the Purple Thunder Shield can only withstand attacks from the front, and is not as good as the defensive props of the earth monsters and has all-round protection. In addition, I don’t know where the defense limit of the Purple Thunder Shield is for the time being.

After all, the defense of the Purple Thunder Shield itself is not a rule. As long as it is not a rule, there must be limits.

"Try the power of these props first"

Zhang Yuanqing thought about it, and the round shield in his hand turned into a small pumpkin hammer. It was 50cm in total. It was small and exquisite. It was flexible and skillful when playing, and it was very suitable for melee attacks.

Then, he took out a red iron ore from the gang warehouse, the object called the Fire Demon Mine.

As the name suggests, the fire master profession and the material of the saint quality.

Fire Demon Mine has two major characteristics: high temperature and sturdyness, which is suitable for refining refrigeration weapons, but because of its strong characteristics and high temperature resistance, it is extremely difficult to smel.

Zhang Yuanqing threw the basin-sized fire demon mine to the ground, swung the purple thunder hammer, and smashed it hard.

"when!"

The sharp sound echoed indoors.

I saw half a pumpkin mark on the surface of the Fire Demon Mine. "Hard-hit" is one of the characteristics of the Purple Thunder Hammer. Each hammer is a heavy blow, but the resonance characteristics seem to be not shown.

Zhang Yuanqing stared at the Fire Demon Mine for a moment, and soon, as if he had discovered something, he exclaimed and pointed his finger at the surface of the Fire Demon Mine.

The next second, his fingers numb and a slight pain came, which felt like he was putting his hands on a high-frequency vibration engine when he was a child.

The vibration of the Fire Demon Mine is destroyed, and a slight ripples on the surface are then gone.

Zhang Yuanqing stretched out his fingers to touch them again, and the numbness disappeared.

It turned out that the Fire Demon Mine had been at high frequency just now, but it vibrated slightly. Zhang Yuanqing understood something, lifted up the purple thunder hammer, and knocked on the surface of the Fire Demon Mine one by one.

Dangdangdang.

The vibration on the surface of the Fire Demon Mine became more and more violent. Finally, when he knocked down the fifth hammer, the Fire Demon Mine suddenly burst into pieces with a "bang" and turned into dust and tiny pieces.

"Tsk tsk, the hardness of the Fire Demon Mine is even stronger than many props, and it will explode with five hammers." Zhang Yuanqing stroked the little pumpkin as if he had obtained a treasure.

Next, he tried the defense of the Purple Thunder Shield and summoned the Blood Rose who was guarding the door, so that she could transform into a werewolf and output to the master holding the shield.

Blood Rose's attack power is enough to match a level five swordsman, and his claws are best at breaking armor. The previous level five swordsman's defensive prop was thorned by the werewolf's claws.

But now, the sharp claws scratched the surface of the round shield, making a sharp sound. No matter how the werewolf tried their best, they could only scrape light white marks on the round shield.

"Crack and crackle."

The surface of the attacked round shield shot out twisted electric snakes and ejected on the werewolf.

Each electric snake made the werewolf's body stiff, and the steel needle-like hair stood up, and he moved slowly.

In less than half a minute, its attack lost its speed and its claw strike became soft and weak.

At this time, I immediately switched to a thunderstorm cannon and gave it a shot. It definitely hit Zhang Yuanqing's thoughts in his heart, but he did not take action, but issued a stop order.

The werewolf panted, her back was hunched, and her fierce and pale golden eyes appeared confused and confused, as if she was stunned by the electricity.

Zhang Yuanqing examined the surface of the shield, and there were claw marks left on the round shield.

His heart moved, switched to thunderstorm cannon mode, and then switched back to the round shield.

This time, the claw marks on the surface of the round shield disappeared.

From this point of view, the essence of this prop is "liquid purple gold". The damage on the surface will not affect the prop. Just switch the form and you can recover as before.

In this case, even if the round shield is cracked one day, I don’t have to worry about it being damaged. Zhang Yuanqing stroked the round shield and liked it the more I looked at it.

It is worthy of being the best among the best, and it tends to be perfect in all aspects.

The price of using it is to say whether it is heavy or not.

The price of the Purple Thunder Hammer is that it is less than two meters tall and can only be used for five minutes. If it exceeds five minutes, the body will be crushed to pieces under the gradually strengthening resonance.

The cost of the use of the thunderstorm cannon is very clear. Although it has not been tested, Zhang Yuanqing guessed that it was a lightning strike, which was a trick to kill one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred by themselves.

As for the Purple Thunder Shield, although the price he notes is only one: he loses the desire to attack during the shield holding.

However, after using this prop, Zhang Yuanqing summarized its three shortcomings: one is the cost in the notes, and the other is that he can only resist attacks from the front. He is powerless to do anything about backstabs and sneak attacks, unless the holder himself can actively detect the danger and adjust the direction of the shield to resist.

The third is the reaction force. During the werewolf's crazy attack, Zhang Yuanqing's hand holding the shield broke and the tiger's mouth broke.

If it were a stronger force, it might shatter his arm bones.

"Compared with its functions, these costs are affordable." Zhang Yuanqing put away the purple thunder shield with satisfaction and looked at the Blood Rose.

The clothes on her body were torn apart again, standing naked and tenderly in front of her master. Beneath her straight chest was a sexy vest line, and her legs were round and slender, straight and straight.

With that perfect face, although artificial traces are extremely tempting.

After being single for a long time, the Yin corpse seemed so tempting... Zhang Yuanqing sighed, moved his attention away from her beauty and body, and stared at the eyes of Blood Rose.

I don’t know when it started, but her eyes were shattered and they began to transform into the eyes of beasts.

"I just used it three times and my eyes began to change? Alas, Little Red Riding Hood's combat power is really fragrant, but the erosion is too strong. You need to refine a few more Yin corpses to spare in the future."

Zhang Yuanqing put away Little Red Riding Hood, and at this moment, a hurried knock on the door came.

He manipulated the Blood Rose to hide behind the Hundred Refining Furnace, and then opened the door.

A strong man in black stood outside the door, bowed and said:

"The boss's wife asked me to inform you that the Zhao family members are coming and want to see you."

Has he come to join the door to investigate and ask? Zhang Yuanqing thought for a few seconds and asked:

"Is Zhao Feichen dead?"

The strong man in black shook his head: "The boss's wife has stopped the bleeding and healed him, and she has no worries about her life. Now she has been carried out to see the Zhao family."

Even Sanyue, this aunt, was reluctant to give her a tube of life liquid to her nephew? Although life liquid was indeed very expensive, Zhang Yuanqing asked again:

"Who is coming?"

"Zhao Feichen's father, I don't know his real name, and the spiritual realm ID is Zhao Hongzheng." The man in black replied.

Nonsense, who uses the real name for people from the Lingjing family? No, who uses the real name... Zhang Yuanqing nodded: "I know."

If it weren't for the head of the Zhao family, it would be fine.

But even if the head of the old master Zhao came, he was not afraid.

"You leave your clothes and pants and go out." Zhang Yuanqing said.

“???”

After a while, the strong man in pairs of shorts, holding a few ore in his arms, and leaving with a smile.

After a moment, Zhang Yuanqing walked out of the room with Xue Qiangwei in black clothes and black pants. The clothes were too large and looked loose when worn on her.

The messy small shop was sitting on the cashier, holding a chest in one hand and holding a cigar in the other. The roar of the eldest brother Zhao Hongzheng in his ears:

"Who is it, who hurt my son like this."

Zhao Hong was examining his weak-blooded son on the stretcher, his eyes were so angry that he was scattered when his eyes fell on the base of his thighs that were wrapped in gauze and vaguely bleeding.

Zhao Hongzheng has gray hair and deep nasolabial folds and crow's feet. The son he gave birth to was very loving and pampered in every way.

Zhao Hongzheng attaches great importance to this son. His talent is one aspect, and the most important thing is that Zhao Feichen was raised by the head of his hometown.

The owner of the hometown loved this young grandson very much and regarded it as his heart. He also loved the house and the countryside for Zhao Hongzheng's lineage.

The grandfather and grandson have a deep relationship. If the head of the hometown wants to abdicate in the future, who will the head of the family pass on to?

Even though Zhao Hongzheng is not the best among all the brothers, for Zhao Feichen's sake, his father will look at him more and think more about it.

Zhao Hongzheng glared at Shan Sanyue and said in a deep voice:

"Even if you have a bad relationship with your father, Feichen has called you an aunt who has been for so many years. You actually watched him cut off his legs in your territory?"

Lian Sanyue sneered:

"There are so many people calling my aunt, let alone aunt! I am willing to accept the loss of the bet. Zhao Feichen is seeking death by himself, so what do you have to do with me?"

"you"

Zhao Hongzheng wanted to scold him, but Lian Sanyue's face turned cold:

"Zhao Hongzheng, just because you are not qualified to teach me a lesson. Let's wait until the promotion to the Lord."

Zhao Hong's chest was fluctuating and he really didn't say anything else. He turned his head to Hou Li's subordinate outside the store and said:
To be continued...