Suddenly, powerful spiritual power burst out, causing a huge yellow wave. The dark golden sword penetrated into the yellow sand for a while, dragging a long stream of light from the other side and violently soared into the sky.
Boom, the yellow sand ground sank, forming a deep pit with a radius of more than ten feet. All the yellow sand above the pit turned into evil powder.
Ziyun exclaimed and suddenly retracted the sword. In contrast, her previous superb ghost weapon was simply garbage. Ziyun enjoyed the immortal weapon, but also diluted the sadness caused by Bai Wushang's death.
"Since you are unknown, I will name you. Since you have taken the ten thousand-year-old dragon python as your soul, you will call it the Golden Python Sword." Ziyun gently stroked the sword body and said slowly.
Su Bei carefully looked at the weapons in the Qiankun Bag space. Of course, his focus fell on the rows of sword-type weapons display racks.
He was looking for weapons for Qingshang and Bai Ling. In the battle with Shen Qingqing, Su Bei dissolved and absorbed the weapons of everyone. Su Bei naturally deserved to pay four people, one handy weapon.
Of course, even if Su Bei did not absorb everyone's weapons, if there were better weapons this time, Su Bei would choose the best quality of them to give them.
After a while, Su Bei's face was happy. A simple and generous but small and exquisite flying sword appeared in his hands. More importantly, the flying sword was also red, and a fiery red gem was inlaid on the hilt of the sword, which made the flying sword extraordinary.
"Qingshang, take the sword." Su Bei pointed his finger and the red flying sword slowly flew in front of Qingshang, allowing Qingshang to grab it in his hand.
"Ah, a medium-grade immortal weapon..." Qing Shang shouted in surprise.
Suddenly, Qingshang danced the flying sword and couldn't bear it. She gently stroked the sword tip, and the sharp sword tip cut the white skin on her hand, and a drop of blood soaked into the sword body.
Chimeng Dasheng, the flying sword roared, Qingshang smiled happily, and said, "I'll give you a name, Chixiao."
Su Bei smiled indifferently. The next moment, a transparent flying sword with a faint white light flew towards Bai Ling. Bai Ling exclaimed and grabbed it in his hand.
The same medium-grade immortal weapon is comparable to Qingshang's Chixiao Sword. Bai Ling danced the flying sword, and the phantoms were heavy, making people unable to tell the body and phantom of the flying sword.
"Phantom Sword, hehe, you're called Phantom Sword." Bai Ling said.
Su Bei smiled slightly. At the moment, each of the four people had a powerful weapon, which was enough to double the strength of the four people. Su Bei waved his hand and wanted to throw the Qiankun bag into the Qiankun sleeve bag in the sword-fun clothes.
However, Daopo suddenly screamed, "Master, no."
"Hmm? Why not?" Su Bei asked in surprise.
"The space of the Qiankun Bag belongs to the alien space and can only exist alone to ensure the stability of this space. If the two alien spaces are mixed together, it will be shaken. In the mild case, the space is unstable, and the things inside will turn into nothingness. In the worst case, the space will collapse, and you will also be hurt by the space collapse," Daopo explained.
"Oh." Su Bei smiled bitterly and said to himself, it seemed that he was really a rookie in the cultivation world.
Well, Su Bei sighed inwardly, hung the Qiankun bag around his waist, and took two other Qiankun bags casually. He grabbed one with one hand, rubbed his five fingers, and wiped away the spiritual mark left by Murong Jianyun.
Su Bei's spiritual consciousness immediately penetrated into one of the Qiankun bags, and his cold face suddenly changed slightly. In a thirty-foot-meter-long space, mountains of spiritual crystals were piled up, illuminating the entire space.
The number of spiritual crystals is more than that of the spiritual crystals stored in the Qiankun sleeve bag in northern Su.
In an instant, Su Bei became rich again.
Su Bei happily hung the Qiankun bag around his waist, but his spiritual sense penetrated into the last Qiankun bag. Su Bei had a slight expectation. Judging from the things contained in the two Qiankun bags in front, the things that Murong Jian carried were extraordinary.
However, the next moment, Su Bei was stunned. The space of the last Qiankun bag was extremely narrow, but in the space of only two or three adult heads, there was a neatly folded animal skin made of unknown skins. In addition, it was an egg that emitted a crystal yellow light and was extremely thick and yellow fist-sized.
Su Bei waved his hand to take out two things, but instantly excited the sword soul and screamed in surprise.
"Oh my God, master, that's the innate earth spirit. Tsk tsk, Murong Jianyun's good things are indeed quite a lot."
When Su Bei heard this, his face turned right. The spirit of the five elements in the innate world was a must-have for him to become the king of the realm. He had already obtained the spirit of Qingmu and the innate fire spirit.
However, the innate fire spirit was destroyed in a battle with Pushan. This time, he obtained another earth spirit. Su Bei was ecstatic. He carefully looked at the innate earth spirit. The spirit fetus had been formed. In the egg, there seemed to be a powerful heart beating constantly. Su Bei flipped his hand and put it in the Qiankun sleeve bag, and placed it with the Qingmu Spirit and stored it.
Then, Su Bei's eyes fell on the folded animal sack, hung the last Qiankun bag, and Su Bei slowly unfolded the animal sack.
Layer after layer, ten layers were stacked, and Su Bei spread it out. It turned out that everything about Sailye City was painted on the animal skin paper.
Information about the agency, city protection formation, city layout, etc. However, the most important thing is the design of the city lord's mansion, which is meticulous on the drawings.
Su Bei looked carefully and found that the guard arrangement of the City Lord's Mansion was recorded in detail on the animal skin paper. However, Su Bei looked at the center of the City Lord's Mansion, which depicted the main building of the City Lord's Mansion.
Below the main building, a thick yellow line extends to the boundless desert outside the Shuye City. From the bottom of the city lord's mansion, at the source of the yellow line, countless branch yellow lines spread to the whole city. There was a secret passage in the city lord's mansion, which led directly to the head of the yellow line.
It was the spiritual vein of Shuye City, and it was recorded on the animal skin paper. At the source, there was a distinct water-blue ball.
Su Bei's eyebrows squinted. It was a large spiritual vein that supported the operation of the Shuye City Conservation Formation and provided a huge supply of spiritual crystals to the Murong family.
Having a large spiritual vein means infinite wealth. However, this cannot attract northern Jiangsu. The spiritual vein extends to the city lord's mansion and has a water-blue ball.
What does this mean? Su Bei vaguely guessed it, and he was ecstatic.
Su Bei let out a long roar and suddenly took away the Qiantian Blade. The Qiantian Cloud Map above his head disappeared immediately. Su Bei turned around and looked at the four people with joy in his face, and said in a deep voice: "Let's go back to Thunder Ye City."