Chapter 197 Ancient Magic Weapon

Deep in the endless plain, a dozen figures shuttled through the grass at very fast speeds.

There is no way to fly in this small cave world. Even these strong men at the level of Wujun can only run on foot.

Along the way, they killed countless demonic beasts, including many that had reached the sixth level and whose bodies were as powerful as a monarch-level combat body.

Among these Martial Lords, Martial Lord Yuancheng is still the leader, and he has killed the most monsters.

All the powerful Martial Lords have smiles on their faces. The monsters here are physically powerful, and the materials on them are of good value. Moreover, you can occasionally find some rare and rare ancient elixirs on the way, and they all have the effect of refining the body. of elixir.

Among elixirs of the same level, elixirs with body and soul refining effects are undoubtedly the most precious.

The dozen or so Martial Lords all gained a lot and were naturally in a good mood.

"Coming."

Everyone's eyes are looking far ahead. It is a mountain peak that looks like a giant sword thrust into the sky. At the top of the mountain, there is a majestic palace that has existed since ancient times.

This small world is a cave opened by a strong man in ancient times. If there are any top and precious treasures in it, they will definitely be in the strong man's training place, which is the palace on the top of the mountain.

Thinking about this, all the Martial Lords couldn't help but feel a little excited and accelerated their progress.

The closer you get, the more you realize how majestic and tall this mountain peak is. There is not a single plant or tree on it. It is like a large black-gold rock peak, filled with a heart-stopping fluctuation.

When the powerful warriors came to the foot of this black-gold mountain, everyone had the urge to worship.

This feeling makes every Martial Lord feel awe-inspiring.

Because this is just a mountain peak, they feel this way. If they climb up and enter the mysterious palace, they don't know what they will encounter.

Although these Martial Lords are already the top experts in Tianwu Kingdom, compared with the experts who were able to open up small world caves in ancient times, they are not even as good as babies.

"The powerful Martial Emperors of ancient times are awe-inspiring. They are just a mountain in the small world of the cave, and they are so unfathomable." The hearts of every powerful Martial Emperor were filled with wonder and shock.

However, even such an unfathomably powerful existence has still been lost in the dust of history, and few people know what the catastrophe was like in ancient times.

The powerful Martial Lords were sighing in their hearts when they saw a figure rushing over beside them.

"This... this is the handiwork of ancient treasure refining techniques!"

The figure who rushed forward was none other than President Hong Ming of the Foundry Guild. At this moment, the sixth-level casting master was stroking the black-gold mountain with his hands, and kept sighing in his mouth, as if he was admiring it. The most perfect work in the world.

This move of Master Hong Ming made everyone look puzzled, but the words "ancient treasure refining techniques" were clearly heard by the powerful Martial Lords.

"Brother Hong Ming, what do you mean..." Lord Yuan Chengwu frowned slightly, thinking of some possibility.

"You guessed it right, this mountain peak is a spiritual treasure created by ancient treasure refining techniques!" Master Hong Ming stroked the black gold mountain peak with excitement.

"Ling Bao? Really Ling Bao?"

All the martial lords present looked surprised. Although they were not good at casting, they had never eaten pork, at least they had seen pigs running away.

Ancient refining treasures were divided into treasures, magic weapons, and spiritual treasures, which were far beyond the comparison of today's three levels of warriors: human, earth, and heaven.

"Since the ancient catastrophe, the art of treasure refining was lost. Later generations of people used some fragments of the art of treasure refining to evolve the current casting art."

Master Hong Ming's expression was full of emotion, "However, the art of casting is not as good as the art of refining. The weapons produced by casting have relatively simple effects, while the magic weapons refined by ancient treasure refiners contain many mysteries."

"It is said that in our Star Sea Realm, there are also a few casters who have obtained some results by studying the fragments of treasure refining. However, the conditions for refining a magic weapon are extremely demanding."

There is actually a big gap between ancient magic weapons and contemporary warriors. This is also the consensus of today's casters.

A magic weapon unearthed from ancient ruins is extremely valuable. If you can refine it for your own use, it can greatly increase the strength of martial arts practitioners.

However, the mountain in front of us is ten thousand feet high. How can such an ancient magic weapon be refined and taken away?

The Palace Master of Zifu suddenly turned over his hand and took out a war sword, and struck the black gold mountain peak in front of him with one strike.

Master Hong Ming saw this scene, but he was not moved at all. Instead, he sneered at the corner of his mouth and said secretly: "Idiot!"

Clang!

The war sword slashed at the black gold mountain peak, and a black gold light flashed on the mountain peak. A powerful counterattack force was transmitted to the Lord of the Purple Mansion through the war sword, making this powerful warrior at the level of a Martial Lord feel like he was suffering. The lightning struck and the whole person flew backwards instantly.

The Lord of the Purple Mansion steadied himself hundreds of meters away. The palm of his hand holding the war sword was cracked open and bleeding profusely. Blood also overflowed from the corner of his mouth, indicating that he had suffered internal injuries.

Seeing this scene, the expressions of all the powerful Martial Lords present changed slightly.

"This is an ancient magic weapon, but as I expected, it is still at the level of a spiritual treasure. Unless a Martial Emperor level expert comes in person, no one can shake it. This magic weapon is still in an ownerless state. If someone urges it, a ray of power will You can kill all of us in an instant," Master Hong Ming glanced at the injured Palace Master Zifu and said coldly.

After hearing this, no one doubted what Master Hong Ming said, because the Master of the Purple Mansion had learned from his mistakes right in front of them.

"How can we take away this ancient magic weapon?" Fan Taide asked with a smile.

"According to records in ancient books, the magic weapons refined by ancient treasure refiners can be as big or small as a meson or as big as a cloud cover. As long as your true energy is strong enough, you can freely control the size of the magic weapon and even put it into your body. , control as you wish.”

When the ancient art of refining treasures was mentioned, Master Hong Ming became energetic and seemed to have endless topics to talk about.

"There are many types of ancient magic weapons. The talismans refined by the current formation masters are actually derived from the ancient treasure refining technique. It is said that the ancient treasure refining technique is a method that integrates casting and formation techniques. It is profound and mysterious and cannot be reasoned with. Come and plan."

Master Hongming said a lot, but in the final analysis, it was one sentence. No one present could take away this black gold mountain peak, because everyone's cultivation was not enough to put their own mark on this mountain peak.

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When the powerful martial arts masters gathered at the foot of the Black Gold Mountain Peak, the martial arts cultivators from all forces who entered this small cave world suffered heavy losses.

After many dangers and fights, all martial arts cultivators have become cautious, keeping their spiritual consciousness out at all times to prevent sneak attacks by monsters without fluctuations in Yuan Power.

As a result, everyone's spiritual consciousness has been greatly depleted, but there is no vitality of heaven and earth in this world, and it is impossible to absorb the vitality of heaven and earth to make up for the loss of spiritual consciousness, making everyone extremely tired.

Because of the attack of hundreds of black poisonous scorpions, more than thirty martial arts cultivators who had gathered together to watch and help each other were all dispersed.

Although everyone was careful enough, as they went deeper and deeper into this endless plain, the monsters that haunted the lush grass became more and more dangerous and powerful.

In addition to the threat of monsters, the killings between human martial arts cultivators also caused many casualties.

There are indeed many treasures in this small cave world, and many people have gained something.

But it is obviously unrealistic to find more treasures just by relying on one's own abilities. After all, there are not only treasures here, but also more dangers.

In this way, killing other martial arts cultivators and snatching the treasures from others is undoubtedly a faster way to make money.

If you can kill a martial artist, not only will the treasures obtained by the opponent fall into your hands, but there will also be a lot of vitality stones and various elixir resources in the opponent's storage ring.

After all, those who entered the small world of Dongfu from various forces were at least at the seventh level of god refining, and their net worth was very rich.

Luo Xiu and Yan Yue'er met two such people. One was an old man in purple shirt. His cultivation level was at the first level of Martial King. His aura was not stable. He should have just broken through to the Martial King realm.

Next to the old man in purple shirt, there was also a young man with thick lips, who also had the cultivation of the ninth level of god refining.

Luo Xiu and Yan Yue'er, on the other hand, suppressed their true energy at the seventh and ninth levels of God Refining.

Both of them had changed their appearance in disguise, and ordinary people would not recognize their identities, so the old man and the young man in front of them regarded them as prey.

"Mr. Li, this woman is pretty, don't kill her easily..." The young man looked at Yan Yue'er's figure with lustful eyes, and the young man said with an evil smile.

"As for this guy, I'll leave it to this young master to deal with." The young man glanced at Luo Xiu with disdain, turned over his hand and took out a cold war sword from the storage ring.

"Young Master of Zifu Palace?" Luo Xiu raised his eyebrows because the young man opposite was wearing the clothes of a disciple of Zifu Palace.

The Master of the Purple Mansion has many children, and only the more outstanding children among them can obtain the title of Young Master.

Tao Zuojun, whom Luo Xiu killed in the Xuanyou Secret Territory, was the Ninth Young Master who ranked ninth among the many Lords of Zifu Palace.

The young man in purple in front of him has a much higher cultivation level than Tao Zuojun. He should be ranked high among the young masters of Zifu Palace.

"Are you coming, or am I coming?" Luo Xiu looked at Yan Yue'er beside him.

Not to mention that these two guys dared to attack the two of them, just based on the blood feud between Zi Fugong and Yan Yue'er, the fate of the two people opposite them was already doomed.

Seeing that the other party, who was just a seventh-level God Refiner, didn't take him seriously, the purple-shirted old man named Mr. Li snorted and disappeared suddenly.

"Chi!"

The purple sword light cut through the air and stabbed directly at Yan Yue'er. Because her revealed cultivation was at the ninth level of divine refining, while Luo Xiu was only at the seventh level of divine refining, the old man in purple would naturally choose to attack her first.

At the same time as the old man in purple clothes took action, the young man in purple clothes who claimed to be the young master also took action. The sword in his hand bloomed with light and rushed towards Luo Xiu.

"Just the ninth level of refining the gods..."

Staring at the young man in purple who was charging toward him, Luo Xiu's eyes showed disdain.

There was no need to unsheath the Tongxuan Tiger Tooth Sword behind his back, Luo Xiu just slowly raised his finger and pointed.

"Qiang!"

The power of one finger of the king-level battle body directly shattered the true energy wrapped on the purple-clothed young man's battle sword. In the opponent's frightened eyes, his body flew out, the battle sword was released, and the arm bone holding the battle sword was , all of them were broken.

The young man in purple sprayed blood from his mouth, and his face was full of expressions of disbelief and horror.

At the same time, before the purple-shirted old man could rush to Yan Yue'er, he felt a majestic pressure coming down on him, like a big mountain oppressing him, and directly pressed him to the ground, his whole body... They all broke into cold sweat.

At this moment, both the old man in purple and the young master in purple suddenly woke up.

Kicked to the iron plate!

With just coercion, he can make a strong man of the first level of Martial King unable to move and sit there waiting for death.

A single finger can severely damage the ninth level of refining the gods, especially the sword gang condensed with black flames, which is someone's signature thing!

"You are Luo Xiu!"

A look of shock appeared on the pale face of the young man in purple clothes. He immediately noticed the beautiful woman with an indifferent face and murderous intention around her body. How dare she have the slightest bit of lust, because almost everyone who entered here knew that leaving with Luo Xiu It was Tianfeng Wujun who was together!

It is also known to everyone that there is a blood feud between Tianfeng Wujun and Zifu Palace.

It’s over!

This was an instinctive thought in the mind of the young man in purple.

"As long as you don't kill me, I, Tao Qingyun, am willing to agree to any conditions you have!" the young man in purple said quickly.

If possible, he would never choose to die.