The ancient umbrella in the air fluctuated with spiritual power, and a large number of strange winds flew out continuously, directly sucking the sword energy into the umbrella, and suddenly closed it.
Those sword energies were dissolved by this ancient umbrella.
Dongfang Zimo's face changed slightly, feeling very troubled about this exotic treasure.
The man with silver magic patterns let out a gloomy laugh, his five fingers rolled with demonic energy, and he raised his hand to shoot out several balls of black energy.
Dongfang Zimo made a sword secret with his hand, and the Qingyun Sword transformed into six long swords in front of him. With a click of his finger, they all flew out and successfully defeated the black energy.
"Okay! I'm just waiting for you to get rid of this treasure!" The man with the silver magic pattern suddenly said something strange, and with a grin, he activated the ancient umbrella suspended in the air.
The umbrella shook a few times and unfolded, and a strange wind that was even stronger than before flew out.
Dongfang Zimo was confused at first, but after a moment he became shocked and found that the Qingyun Sword in the air suddenly became uncontrollable.
The six flying swords were stagnant in the air, stubbornly resisting the strange winds. Dongfang Zimo used his magic power to get rid of those strange winds completely.
The man with the silver magic pattern sneered, made a strange magic formula, and uttered an obscure spell.
The ancient umbrella above suddenly emitted a dazzling purple-gold light. When Dongfang Zimo was illuminated by this light, he couldn't open his eyes. The connection between his body and the Qingyun Sword was suddenly severed.
Dongfang Zimo was shocked and could no longer care. He suddenly opened his eyes and saw the Qingyun Sword being stored inside by the purple-gold ancient umbrella.
After closing the ancient umbrella, it flew into the hands of the man with silver magic patterns.
He reached for the ancient umbrella and took out a blue long sword from it.
The man with the silver magic pattern looked at the exotic treasure in his hand excitedly, his eyes full of madness.
"It is indeed an ancient magic weapon. Just taking a look at it made me feel a sting in my eyes." The man with the silver magic pattern was startled and quickly looked away and put the treasure into his storage bag.
Although Dongfang Zimo looked ugly after having the Qingyun Sword taken away, he recovered in the next second, patted his storage bag, and pulled out a long red blade.
As soon as this magic weapon appeared, it turned into a ball of red light and rushed away, and the surrounding temperature rose instantly.
The man with the silver magic pattern smiled disdainfully and held out a purple-gold ancient umbrella. It spun around in the air and when it was unfolded, a terrifying suction force came out.
Although the red light was extremely turbulent and seemed unstoppable, under the restraint of the ancient umbrella, it was quickly sucked into it. As soon as the umbrella bones were closed, it would fall into the hands of the man with silver magic patterns.
But at this moment, a dazzling light suddenly flew from the sky, the size of a roulette wheel, and struck with a rumble.
When the man with the silver magic pattern noticed it, his heart suddenly jumped. He had no time to catch the ancient umbrella, and a ball of evil energy emitted to protect him inside.
However, under the bombardment of that ball of light, the layer of magic escape on the man with silver magic patterns was instantly shattered, and the whole body was cut into two pieces.
The light turned around and landed in Dongfang Zimo's hand. It turned out to be a wheel blade.
Dongfang Zimo glanced at the half-body body on the ground with a heavy expression, grabbed it with five fingers, and a bulging storage bag and a purple-gold ancient umbrella were all sucked into his hand.
Dongfang Zimo wanted to see what was inside, but suddenly he looked up into the air, his expression changed, and then he disappeared.
Not long after he left, several groups of light flew from the sky, and several monks in uniform appeared, all of them looking down at the two corpses below with solemn expressions.
On the other side, after Dongfang Zimo left, he rode a carriage to a tall attic. Under the greeting of what looked like a maid, Dongfang Zimo returned to his meditation room.
Several flags were released, and an unusual-looking barrier formed.
Dongfang Zimo, who was sitting on the futon, patted the storage bag on his waist, and a black spirit bag flew out. In an instant, a large number of spiritual stone instruments and various elixirs jumped out of the spirit bag.
Dongfang Zimo looked at the spiritual stone pills and elixirs, and put them all into his storage bag without thinking.
His eyes paused and fell on several wooden boxes with sparkling lights. Dongfang Zimo stretched out his hand and several wooden boxes floated over.
A ray of rays of light passed by, and all the wooden boxes were opened. A strong spiritual energy rushed in, and there was a faint fragrance. There were several pills of different sizes lying inside.
It's a pity that Dongfang Zimo has limited knowledge and cannot recognize the functions of all these elixirs. He only knows that a few of them are slightly helpful for cultivation.
Dongfang Zimo smiled bitterly and collected all these elixirs, intending to find time to look through the classics.
Apart from these elixirs, the rest are some strange materials, most of which Dongfang Zimo doesn't recognize.
Looking at what he saw in front of him, Dongfang Zimo felt more and more necessary to practice some alchemy and weapon refining techniques.
Dongfang Zimo thought for a while, shook his head, and finally focused all his attention on the spirit bag.
It is said that this man with silver magic patterns is so rich in treasures. Dongfang Zimo not only harvested a purple-gold ancient umbrella magic weapon in his storage bag, but also several top-level magic weapons, and even a set of top-level magic weapons. of magic armor.
Dongfang Zimo was worried that he didn't have any defensive magic weapon, so he could just use this magic armor.
Dongfang Zimo looked at the few materials left in the air, and his eyes were suddenly attracted by a golden thing.
With five fingers sucking down, the gold paper floating in the air was directly caught in Dongfang Zimo's hand.
"This seems to be a drawing of Baixi City?" Dongfang Zimo recognized the drawing at just one glance, but upon closer inspection, he discovered that there were coordinates marked on the drawing.
That coordinate is located on the border of Baixi City, relatively close to the Sea of Abyss.
"Could it be that the demonic cultivator came to Baixi City just to find the coordinates? It seems that the place in the map must have unexpected benefits. Otherwise, how could a golden elixir cultivator come here at all costs?" Dongfang Zimo murmured to himself. He said softly, and the whole person fell into deep thought.
One night ten days later, Dongfang Zimo suddenly left the practice room and turned into a rainbow across the sky.
After these days of adjusting his breath, Dongfang Zimo returned to good condition and immediately headed to this coordinate.
Although Baixi City has this air restriction, this rule will be broken by some brave monks late at night.
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Two months later, over a miasmatic swamp, a long rainbow crossed the sky and landed on a dark rock.
In the mist, a strange scream suddenly came, and four groups of red lights emerged from the miasma, flashing like twin pupils.
The strange screams became louder and louder, and two bat monsters about ten feet long were seen flying out of the miasma, showing their sharp fangs and rushing towards the young man on the rock.
"court death!"
The young man snorted coldly, drew his sword and slashed out several streaks of sword energy. After several screams, pieces of flesh and blood fell from the air, and the air was filled with a foul smell of blood for a while.