Chapter 424: The Terrible Place

"The grade of this sand is very high..." Qin Yi couldn't help but marvel: "It's really because of these sands that the whole hall has become illusory. Then if the magic weapon is used..."

"That's why other people come here to find treasure." Li Qingjun folded his arms: "Can you get up from the ground before talking?"

"Ahem." Qin Yi got up suddenly, and looked at them with a pure face.

It was funny for the two of them to look at him, knowing that this guy was deliberately trying to put on the shoulders of both of them at the same time, so that he would act cute when he was beaten, and they couldn't get angry.

Li Qingjun ignored him and went to collect the phantom sand collected by the wooden man. The ghost sand was originally floating in the air and whirling around, and the quantity was unclear. After being gathered up by the wooden man, it was found that there was quite a lot, maybe a dozen liters. This time even the tassels came out, and sighed: "There are really a lot of them, and they were rare even back then. No one has opened them in this world for a long time..."

Li Qingjun looked at it with his head tilted, his expression was still quite weird, this round little ghost had an old-fashioned tone...

Liusu said again: "Girl Mang, wipe your gun with this sand, and let Qin Yi's sacrificial fire refine it for you."

Li Qingjun was taken aback: "What?"

"It can make your shooting become illusory, and others can't grasp the way."

Li Qingjun was overjoyed, her marksmanship was straight and direct, and indeed it lacked a bit of ethereal meaning, this auxiliary special effect was quite valuable to her.

Li Qingjun and Liusu were playing in the sand over there, while Cheng Cheng was squinting at Qin Yi.

Qin Yi broke out in a cold sweat: "You, you also go to play with the sand, isn't this sand very good for you Fox Clan Fantasy?"

"I'm not a fox, and what's useful is also useful to my court ladies." Cheng Cheng folded his arms: "Don't change the subject, Zheng Yunyi said he tried to kill your woman, who is he referring to?"

Li Qingjun quietly turned his head and looked over.

Qin Yi was dripping with cold sweat, you guys have been holding back this question for a long time, right?

Cheng Cheng smiled and said, "Referring to your senior sister?"

"Uh uh..." Zheng Yunyi didn't seem to have tried to kill the senior sister, but Cheng Cheng misunderstood that the senior sister would be easier to explain, so Qin Yi acquiesced.

"It turns out that this woman refers to Senior Sister."

"Uh-huh……"

Cheng Cheng elongated his tone: "Who is that big witch?"

Qin Yi's eyes widened, it's over, he was caught by the vixen.

"The one he tried to kill should be that witch, that is to say, this is your woman. Then you just acquiesced that the senior sister is also your woman." Cheng Cheng reached out and stroked his chest: "You are very good, Brother Qin Yi. "

Qin Yi wanted to cry but had no tears.

"But..." Cheng Chengxian flicked his hands and touched his face: "Did you see me in the illusion?"

"Yeah." Qin Yi nodded like pecking at rice.

Cheng Cheng kept a straight face, but he didn't hide the slight joy in his eyes. This peach blossom covered with dead peach blossom spirit actually saw herself in the illusion. Not only me, but I can also accurately distinguish who is not real in the illusion, which shows that I know the real me very well!

commendable!

Qin Yi breathed a sigh of relief, and saw Li Qingjun standing beside him with a straight face: "So you mean you didn't see me?"

over...

Qin Yi was in a dilemma, and didn't know how to respond, so he simply hugged her gun: "I help the princess refine the gun..."

Liusu suddenly said: "Don't be fooled."

"Stink stick, I remember you!" Qin Yi resolutely crouched with his head in his arms.

After being beaten up, Qin Yi sat on the ground pitifully and practiced his gun.

The forging of martial arts weapons is not the same as the sacrifice of magic weapons, but this kind of coating with a layer of sand on it can also be used in the mode of refining magic weapons. Qin Yi's sacrificial fire is very effective for this, and the temperature is just enough.

Cheng Cheng, Li Qingjun and a little ghost sat in front of him and watched him control the fire and refine the gun, as if having a small meeting around the campfire.

They were going to spend a little more time with Zheng Yunyi, and being "trapped" in this hall was a very good reason for them to make more preparations.

On the surface, this battle became easier because of Zheng Yunyi's sudden cooperation, but in fact it may not be easy. The other party should have several Tengyun peaks hidden, and Zheng Yunyi's little tricks alone should not be able to achieve much effect, that's all, Qin Yi is really not too worried about opponents at the Tengyun level.

The most important thing is, what will happen once the main altar is opened, let alone Zheng Yunyi, even the wizards themselves may not really understand.

I only know that it can summon fierce souls, and there are control methods for summoning them, so that's no problem. The problem is that this is a realm that has not been opened for tens of thousands of years. After the changes of the Netherworld for thousands of years, will there be any unknown changes in the very special scene like the altar? The inheritance known to those wizards may not be reliable in this matter.

Many people don't think about this point. Most people have an inheritance and go to explore the relevant secret places with a stinking look on their faces, and many wise men are no exception. But Qin Yi, who has Tassel, knows very well that tens of thousands of years of vicissitudes have changed so much that Tassel himself can't count the things he has seen before. They can really determine everything by relying on inheritance?

This is a fierce place, and everything should be handled with the highest vigilance.

Qin Yi had been injured and exhausted in the previous battles, and he was very exhausted. The suppression of Lu Longting's sword energy in his body hadn't been completely eliminated, and his strength is not in the state now. Routinely speaking, you have to take medicine and meditate, and take a good rest for a whole day to recover. Now I can only take advantage of this gap of rest and take a elixir, which counts as much as it can recover, and let's talk about other things after the internal injury is dealt with at least.

In the distance, Lu Longting broke out from a secluded formation, the white sword suit on his body was somewhat torn, and he looked back panting.

This place is too dangerous, all kinds of strange terrain, strange formations, and inexplicable mechanism puppets, ancient bloody resentful souls... His strength is not in the state at this time, and he is fighting very hard.

I felt a little bit regretful, I shouldn't have barged in like this... But back then, those people from the Suanji sect entered first, and others rushed in. It is impossible for them to watch the things in front of their house being moved away without ordering. The reaction came naturally. Thinking about it now, it's really wrong.

There is a feeling of being tricked.

My own strength is considered to be superior among my peers, and I have fought so hard, what about others?

How much to die?

Especially those who chased after the magic weapon... Lu Longting had a vague premonition that none of them might come back.

He is a martial artist, and he has no interest in that kind of magic weapon, so he didn't get involved in the excitement. Thinking about it now, it's clearly a trap.

Just thinking about this, a person stumbled out from the direction of the magic weapon's light, and was overjoyed to see Lu Longting: "Senior Brother Lu, help me."

Lu Longting gathered his eyes and looked carefully, in the darkness he recognized Tingfeng of Wuji Sect, who was terribly injured.

He frowned and greeted him: "What's going on?"

Ting Feng ran over panting, and when he got to Lu Longting's side, he seemed to lose his strength and wanted to touch him.

Lu Longting moved half a step away, not because he didn't want to help, these white-clothed swordsmen inevitably had a bit of aloofness and cleanliness, and they didn't like to touch people.

Ting Feng was stunned for a moment, and handed over a bead.

"What is this?"

"It's the magic weapon that was born just now. Several people died fighting for it." Tingfeng said sincerely, "I'm seriously injured now. If this thing is in my body, it will be taken away by others. Why don't you hand it over to Senior Brother Lu?" For shelter, all I want now is to get out of here safely."

Lu Longting looked at Zhu Zi and hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said: "We only focus on the sword, we don't need this kind of thing, and we can't use it."

He said and handed over a pill: "Heal your wounds."

Ting Feng's eyes showed a strange color, and he reached out to take the elixir.

At the moment when the finger touched lightly when receiving the medicine, Lu Longting Jianxin instinctively felt something was wrong, and quickly withdrew his hand, then a sharp cold light pierced out from Tingfeng's finger, and brushed his finger dangerously.

Lu Longting was furious, he drew his sword and pointed: "This kind of behavior is in vain to call it righteous!"

I was really afraid for a while, if I was hit by him before, my junior sister would probably be able to collect his body for him.

It seems that cleanliness is still beneficial...

"Jie Jie..." Ting Feng smiled strangely, his whole body slowly changed, and under Lu Longting's astonished eyes, he turned into a demon with long black horns and blood patterns all over his body, with a huge mouth open on his lower abdomen, The fangs are ferocious.

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