The magic weapon sacrificed by everyone. All have become fragments, floating in the air.

What is even more jaw-dropping is.

These fragments began to "burn".

It is burning, and it cannot be accurately described.

In a nutshell, from the inside of the fragments, within the texture, all kinds of light leaped up.

Then, these lights burned more and more intensely.

The whole turned into a blazing light.

The color of the flame is related to the texture of the fragment.

The material that originally belonged to the elemental power system ignited a flame of corresponding color.

Nine-finger Taoist barely stretched out his hand.

Several whirlpools whizzed up, and in an instant, they swept all those friends lying on the ground around him.

A water spinner revolved above the head of the Nine Fingers, protecting everyone.

In addition to the nine-finger Taoist, there is also the power to launch spells.

Several other friends had broken magic weapons and vomited blood.

He didn't even have the spiritual power to activate decent magic arts.

Several people sat around the Nine-Finger Taoist, watching their magic weapon fragments, burning violently, turning into bursts of dazzling light. Add a few touches of color to the monotonous, cold, white thunder fog.

One was so painful that his face straightened, but his heart was extremely shocked!

They can naturally see that this is the decomposition of matter into energy!

After being bombarded into fragments, their respective magic weapon flying swords decomposed under the effect of the faint apricot light.

Moreover, these substances decomposed so thoroughly and so quickly that it seemed to form a kind of "energy spurt!" It looked like it was burning!

Thinking of this, several people, including Jiuzhi Daoist, probed their whole body up and down.

It's really hanging. Several people have discovered that in their own bodies, they have not found that a phenomenon similar to the disintegration of magic weapon fragments has occurred.

Up to now, even a pig knows it.

Commissioner Qian, for a few of them. Be regarded as merciful.

Otherwise, with a little effort, the spewing phenomenon of magic weapon fragments will happen to their brothers.

A few of them will turn into a few extra-large human-shaped torches.

The fat man, with the three-color ball of light on his head, had long been gone, and his bun was shattered. However, the magic weapon that was suspected of being a young Kunpeng body was left with more than half of his body, one wing and two claws.

More importantly, the other magic weapon fragments have disintegrated into energy.

Only this incomplete magic weapon, although it was shattered, did not disintegrate.

He glanced at Commissioner Qian, full of shame, and bowed his head.

Regarding the skill of these people, I also want Committee Member Qian to leave an explanation.

It's so funny.

It feels like a praying mantis blocking a big car.

Supreme heaven. Own operation machine.

For Commissioner Qian, it is no good to use all his strength to kill these people.

"Yes, everyone can be considered a talent for being able to block my six success strengths."

Commissioner Qian nodded, his eyes turned on the magical artifact of the lower half of his body, one wing, and two claws, before turning to leave.

Because Ah Chou was already screaming: "Boss, the beast spirit in that thing is a good thing, I feel!

This guy has a shallow cultivation base and can't use the power of this magic weapon. "

As A Chou's strength grew day by day, A Chou felt that even Commissioner Qian could not be underestimated.

"Wait!"

That fat man just yelled loudly.

Commissioner Qian turned around, but saw the fat man's expression of admiration and stretched out his hand.

That magic weapon was transformed into an already incomplete jade pendant, and it was handed to Commissioner Qian.

"Thank you for not killing them. These small objects are nothing but yours. You are interested, so just take them.

Is Bailifan the kind of person who doesn't know good or bad? "

This fat man Bailifan is also a bachelor.

Commissioner Qian was not polite, and pointed out. This incomplete jade pendant has flown into the sleeves of Chairman Qian.

"I don't take your things for nothing

Is there an Anshan cave near you? I will send you over. "

Commissioner Qian said in a soothing tone.

in fact

Commissioner Qian also wanted to see, where is the entrance to the cave mansion of the gods in the transformation period?

A few days ago, when I was a guest in Anshan, the few buildings I saw were all normal.

"There are several cave houses at the foot of the mountain. Just now, we went to the same gate with a few, but those cave houses were either destroyed by the thunder or disappeared.

Frankly speaking, where the entrance to the cave mansion of the gods in the transformation period is, even if it is in Anshan, it is top secret.

Except for a few people, we disciples are absolutely unclear. "

The Taoist Nine Fingers smiled, with a trace of misery in his smile.

"Then. What about higher places?"

Member Qian asked.

"Higher places, with our few cultivation bases, it is difficult to hold on for too long."

Said the fat man.

So, Ansan doesn't care about them?

Commissioner Qian was taken aback!

The true monarch Hao Fei of Broken Soul God Sha is really ruthless, I really can't see it!

Commissioner Qian stretched out his hand!

A golden light flashed.

On the top of this fat man Bailifan's head, a golden flower with a radius of three feet has emerged. In the golden light, there are thousands of petals, like clouds and mist.

"With this golden flower, as long as you don't run into a master like me. It can stop you from disaster."

Member Qian said.

The face of Fatty Bailifan was overjoyed.

A magic weapon that has been broken and cannot display its main protective power can actually be exchanged for a golden flower like this

They could see the power of this golden flower.

Bai Lifan hurriedly thanked him.

As soon as he looked up, he saw the figure of Commissioner Qian ~lightnovelpub.net~ already floating away in the thick white smoke, mysterious and real thunder.

As soon as the thunders passed by, the voice of singing came in a faint voice: "The stars are divided into bull fights, Xinjiang connects Huaihai, Yangzhou Wanjing raises wind.

The flowers are fragrant, the Yingsiao is popular, and the bead curtain is ten miles east.

Pulling the spring gold and purple, flying and covering each other.

Weeping willows into the alley, painting the bridge in the green smoke

Reminiscing about the prosperous homeland, there are lost buildings and hanging battles, and the moon is in the sky.

It's best to drink a thousand minutes. "

I also don't know what exercises Committee Member Qian used, and this faint singing voice spread all over the foot of Anshan.

Wherever the song passed, countless exclamations sounded: "Who is it?"

"Which is howling out there?"

But, immediately, the scream turned into a scream.

"what"

In the white and misty, as if boundless robbery thunder, it looks particularly harsh.

A young monk is leading the crowd to fight.

This person has a forehead like the sun, a mighty image, his eyes like lacquer, shining brightly.

Between walking, proud as loose. Between Gu and Pan, proud and complacent.

Jianguang Thunder is everywhere, but, under the leadership of this person, every one is confident. Must work hard!

Hear the faint singing from a place not far away.

The young monk's face was startled, and then he couldn't believe it and shouted, "Old money?"

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