Wang Yuan has been repairing his body for several days. It seems that it is very simple and ordinary to get into the crack and fly out by force. But in fact, the demon clone's physical body is so strong that it is almost wiped out by the crack.
On this day, Wang Yuan's figure flew out from the ground, looked at the sky, and breathed a sigh of relief. The two masters at the Dacheng stage finally stopped fighting, otherwise the entire Gu Aolai country would be destroyed.
Wang Yuan touched his eyebrows. The purpose of this trip has not been achieved yet, but it seems that it is not that easy to find the original formation space. Maybe the answer is in the largest palace, but the murder caused by that palace has already been
Quite a few, even Wang Yuan thought that the fight between the two old monsters was related to the palace.
After thinking for a moment, he noticed that there was nothing special about this continent. Wang Yuan extended his spiritual consciousness and found no danger. He opened the storage bag and the iron man fell to the ground.
Wang Yuan looked at the face of the iron man and the fairy sword in his hand, and chuckled: "Fellow Daoist Deng, it seems that you suffered some setbacks when you conquered this fairy sword, but it cost you your life. It's not me, Wang Yuan, who is so cold.
Being ruthless will bring about your own destruction."
Wang Yuan did not dare to touch the iron man directly, because Deng Hui's fate was right in front of him. A big hand appeared in front of him. Wang Yuan picked up the iron man, but nothing happened, so he became bold.
After pondering for a while, Wang Yuan summoned a disciple of the Immortal Worship Sect from the Jiuyi Cauldron and ordered him to touch the Iron Man.
Under Wang Yuan's instructions, the slave touched the iron man's body all over, but there was nothing abnormal about this man. Wang Yuan nodded and took the man back.
Wang Yuan took a step forward and knocked lightly, making a muffled sound. The rust was no longer found on the entire iron man. Perhaps only the rust was the lethal thing.
Wang Yuan tried to bake the iron man again with the fierce power of the Yang Qi and the extreme fire of the ice and fire body. At this moment, the iron man finally changed and began to dissolve like a normal iron cast.
Use force to float the dissolved molten iron into the air, and isolate it from the outside air to form a vacuum, just like a molten iron ball.
Soon, except for the iron sword, all the iron men were dissolved, and Deng Hui's body was probably melted into it.
Wang Yuan did not touch the molten iron. He swept away his consciousness and showed a sinister smile. He put the molten iron into the storage bag, and then his eyes fell on the iron sword.
Under Wang Yuan's gaze, a strange scene happened. The iron sword broke away from the iron man, and soon there were dots of rust. It didn't take half a stick of incense to be completely covered in rust.
"This sword is very weird. It seems to be a very interesting treasure. Maybe it can be used to trick people." Wang Yuan sneered and did not touch the sword, but accepted it together.
As soon as the storage bag was wiped, two other treasures fell into the air, a piece of bronze and an ancient jade.
Wang Yuan's spiritual consciousness scanned the bronze, but he didn't find any clues. Stubbornly, he probed his spiritual consciousness again, but still found nothing.
It was inevitable to feel a little depressed. After all, it was one of the three treasures that Wang Yuan got. The weird fairy sword could not be touched and could only injure people. There was nothing special about this piece of bronze, so there was only the third treasure left.
The ancient jade exuded a gentle brilliance and looked extraordinary, but Wang Yuan no longer believed it. The bronze and fairy sword looked extraordinary, but in the end they were thrown back into the storage bag.
Divine consciousness fell on the ancient jade, and a suction force suddenly came. A large amount of spiritual power was absorbed by the ancient jade. After a while, the ancient jade stopped absorbing.
Wow.
His spiritual consciousness roared and merged into the ancient jade. After a long time, Wang Yuan was stunned, his eyes showed a look of horror, and he stared at the ancient jade, his eyes twitching.
Among the three treasures, only this ancient jade can be regarded as a real treasure!
This ancient jade seems to be a jade slip, recording a powerful magic weapon called "Divine Ni".
The name is very interesting. Although it is very vulgar, it is still useful. As soon as Wang Yuan wiped the storage bag, he took out the fairy sword again, looked at the rust on it, and contacted the magic weapon "Divine Mud".
"It turns out that this is the power of 'Divine Mud'. In fact, it is just this rust stain, but it is given such a name. The character of the monks in ancient times was really weird." Wang Yuan touched his chin and said interestingly.
If this "divine mud" is contaminated on the magic weapon and touches the body of another monk, then that monk will be parasitized by the "divine mud" and become covered with this substance, like steel.
If the "divine clay" recorded in the ancient jade was as powerful as what Wang Yuan had seen, it would be truly shocking.
No matter whether it is right or not, accurate or not, Wang Yuan has to get this "divine mud". The ancient jade also records the storage location of the "divine mud". Of course, it is full of formations and belongs to an ancient monk.
treasury.
But the current situation is that when this person made this ancient jade, he may not have known that the way of heaven turned everything into chaos and divided the six realms. Even though Gu Aolai's country was protected by magical power, the continent was also destroyed and floated in the air.
The map is no longer valid.
However, what pleased Wang Yuan was that the piece of bronze was the leftover material of the treasure house. If a palace with the same material as this piece of bronze could be found, it must be the location of the treasure house.
"Sacred Mud, Sacred Mud, this name is too common." Wang Yuan chuckled, collected everything, and started wandering around the continent.
A few days later, Wang Yuan flew into the air in disgrace, planning to leave this land. It turned out that this land had traces of being searched by monks, and there were also traces of battles. It seemed that all the treasures had been taken away. If he continued to stay, he would be in Lang.
Spend valuable time.
Leaving this continent fragment, Wang Yuan looked down at the numerous continent fragments and found that after that horrific battle, 20% of the continent was destroyed, and only 80% of the continent was still drifting in its original orbit.
Suddenly finding two monks approaching, Wang Yuan immediately used the power of the innate formation to hide all his aura and hide in the void.
The two monks were walking slowly in the air while discussing the battle between the Yuqing Sect and the Five Elements Sect.
"A few days ago, the Yuqing Sect and the Five Elements Sect, the Dacheng-stage monks from the two sides fought over a treasure. That battle was so heroic that you and I can't even come close to each other in terms of cultivation, tsk tsk."
"It seems that even among the first-class sects, there are discords, because a treasure will immediately cause discord."
"You are right, haven't you seen it? Now the Yuqing Sect has reconciled with the Five Elements Sect as before, as if that incident never happened. Hmm, it's really ridiculous."
"It is said that Ouyang Qianhan of the Yuqing Sect discovered a continent with the 'Thunder Source' that monks in the Dongxu Period dreamed of. These innate sources can be directly absorbed to increase their own 'Path Source'. Monks related to the Thunder System are
You have received a great favor, aren't you a monk of the thunder system? Let's go and see if we can get some benefit."
The figures of the two gradually moved away. After a few breaths, Wang Yuan escaped from the void with a look of deep contemplation in his eyes.
Wang Yuan heard a lot of words such as "source of thunder" and "source of fire". He also recognized some things that happened to him. For example, in the villainous country of Gu Aolai's formation space, he got a
A fiery red bead, which was the "source of fire", was swallowed directly by him in anger.
At that time, he did not understand any "source of fire", so he set himself on fire. If Xuan Yantian hadn't stopped him immediately, he would have been burned alive by the "source of fire" that time.
The three thousand avenues turn into three thousand sources. The "fire sources" and "water sources" that the monks are familiar with are the easiest to understand, but they are not as powerful as those mysterious "sources of the source".
As for "Thunder Source", because its attribute is thunder, it is a means of punishment between heaven and earth. It is not easy to control or absorb. Guessing from the words of the two monks, Ouyang Qianhan actually understood it. It seems that among the sects
, every disciple cannot be underestimated.
"'Source of Thunder'..." Wang Yuan touched the center of his eyebrows, also wondering whether the thunder ball sealed between his eyebrows was a large "Source of Thunder". Perhaps he could only know the answer by going there in person and testing it.
Immediately, Wang Yuan followed the two monks to a continent full of "thunder sources".
There were no clues in the sky above the entire continent, but when the Gang Qi layer was broken, the scene in front of him immediately turned into a thunder prison, filled with thunder and crackling explosions everywhere, making Wang Yuan mistakenly think that he had broken into "Kowloon"
"Suspended Magnetic Array".
Thunder exploded from the clouds and fell from time to time. Over time, strange changes occurred on the continent, and some of the most primitive "thunder sources" began to be born, suitable for monks to directly consume and practice.
But when he saw famous monks chasing each other, shining magic weapons and magnificent spells colliding from time to time, Wang Yuan did not intervene, but looked for Ouyang Qianhan's figure.
He was found on the mountain peaks that looked like a forest of swords, but Ouyang Qianhan confronted a group of demon cultivators.
Behind Ouyang Qianhan were all the disciples of the Yuqing Sect and the second-class sects under the Yuqing Sect. Among them were the Jiangu disciples who were carrying the Immortal Sword. Wang Yuan's eyes lit up. Fortunately, Deng Hui did not summon his fellow sects to seize the treasure together for his own selfish desires.
.
On the opposite side, the demon cultivators stood in the air one by one, their powerful demonic bodies being tempered under the thunder, and purple brilliance flashed through, which was quite magical.
"Hmph, Ouyang Qianhan, I, the Dark King, discovered this place first, and you want to take it by force regardless of your face. Are you a monk who bullies the demon cultivator?" The leader of the demon cultivator snorted coldly. This demon cultivator looks ordinary, with his nostrils pointing upward.
, completely ignoring Ouyang Qianhan who was in the late stage of Dongxu and the group of immortal monks behind him.
Ouyang Qianhan was a rebellious person. Hearing the words of the Dark King, he sneered: "Dark King? The little demon cultivator has no family or sect, so he just wants to become a king on his own. I am a disciple of the Yuqing sect of the Immortal Dao. When I see the three devils,
The monks must be killed, and in this ancient Aolai country, I have killed quite a few demon cultivators, none more than you!"
Wang Yuan secretly watched the confrontation between the two parties in the air, bypassed a long distance, and escaped into the ground. If the two parties went to war and did not care about these peaks containing a large number of "thunder sources", then Wang Yuan would take them away.
If he can ruin a good deed of the Yuqing Sect, of course he will do it.