Vol 4 Chapter 1075: :亘古仙器

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"The wonderful and wonderful, the seven ancient weapons of the ancient times, is not the strongest fairy, the ancients are not out, who is fighting."

The red robe old man with a smile on his face, while nodding his head and beard, seems to be because the record in the book coincides with his thoughts.

"In the legend, in the ancient times, the fairy ware that appeared was the ancient celestial device. Because of its long-term birth, the sacred scent of the sacred instrument is far stronger than the ancient celestial device."

The old man in the red robe nodded again. In the ancient times, he did not know when it was. Ten thousand years ago, no one knew about 100,000 years ago.

At that time, the refining magic weapon, although the material and craftsmanship are not as good as the present, but the spirits have survived for 100,000 years. For millions of years, the spirit is far from being comparable to the ancient spirits.

Naturally, the power of the ancient fairy is much stronger than that of the ancient fairy.

"There are only two pieces of ancient wares recorded in the present, one is the black cloak, but it was brought by the Mohist giants in the ancient times. Now it is not known to fall. The other one is the blade of the tyrants. It is the ancient times. , the weapon of peace."

The old man in the red robe nodded again, and the shape of these two ancient wares was recorded on it.

He was able to refine the fairy, and he also studied the ancient fairy, the shadow of the seven murders of the ancients, he studied a lot of time, but for the ancient fairy, he naturally could not see.

"If you can let the old man see one side, you may be able to make my refining technique a step further."

The old man in the red robe sighed a little, and the book was closed and the book was closed.

"You three, go back."

The old man in the red robe looked at the three people and said faintly.

"The purple master, I got an ancient fairy in an ancient relic, but it is a flame of a happy fan. Under one fan, the flames swept through it, and it has the power to burn the earth. It is a pity that this flame is a fan. Has been folded into two halves, I hope the purple master can help me repair."

In the face of the only nine-stage refiner in this family, Zi Xing’s face is also very respectful.

Don't say Zi Xing, I am afraid that even if it is Zi Kui, he must be in front of him.

"Flame and Happy Fan? In the ancient times, it was a weapon made by the Happy Son."

The purple master was really interested in the weapon of Zi Xing, and he couldn’t help but say, “Let’s take a look at the old man.”

Zi Xing proudly looked at the eyes of Mo and Zi Ning, as if in the Yaowu Yangwei.

The two pieces of flames were handed over to the purple device. The purple master touched the flames of the happy fan and nodded. Then he said to Zi Xing: "It is indeed a flame of the fan, the fire of connotation. The flame is very violent. If the fan can be rebuilt, the old man is absolutely sure to restore the power of his peak."

"The Purple Master, if you need any materials, I can help you prepare now."

Zi Xing said.

"No, don't the husband have any materials yet?"

The purple master said, his eyes turned and looked at Ye Mo and Zi Ning: "You both go back."

When the words fell, the spirit of Zi Xing was also a while, watching the irony of Ye Mo and Zi Ning more intense.

The two of them were so angry in the Taikoo Canglong family that he was already angry. Now that he sees two people eating, he is naturally very proud.

Purple Ning listened and frowned, said: "The purple master, Ye Mo he got a magic weapon, the spirit is broken, I hope you can help him repair this magic weapon."

"Haha, purple coagulation, how can the purple master help you repair the spirit."

Zi Xing, who was on the side, spoke immediately, seized the opportunity, and taunted the two again.

"Well, Zi Ning, I know that your son's talent is not ordinary. With your skill, just find a fairy to him. Shouldn't it be a problem? You two still leave, I have to study the flames." I need more inspiration to improve my refining technique."

The Purple Master stood up and made another order.

"Yeah, the purple elders, and our little genius, the purple master wants to study my flames, and let's leave."

Zi Xing said with a smile.

"The Purple Master, can you think about it?"

Purple condensed the eyebrows and said.

Snapped!

Suddenly, the Purple Master directly slammed the next fire, apparently angry: "Do you both want me to go to the order?"

This time, even Zi Xing was shocked, apparently did not think that the Purple Master would be so angry, but he secretly snickered.

At this time, Ye Mo came forward.

"The purple master, my magic weapon, you should be very interested."

In the hands of Ye Mo, there was a black cloak.

According to his observation, this purple master is definitely a person who likes the strange magic weapon. He believes that his own black cloak will definitely be more fanciful than the flames that Zi Xing took out.

When I saw the black cloak in the hands of Ye Mo, the original expression of the purple genius immediately stagnated in the same place, and had not returned to God for a long time.

"Mother, let's go, it seems that the purple master has no interest in my magic weapon."

Ye Mo shook his head and collected the black cloak. He didn't want his mother to be angry with this old thing for himself.

"and many more!"

The Purple Master immediately returned to God and said to Ye Mo excitedly: "Can you show me the cloak just now?"

"Does he really know this cloak?"

Ye Mo felt a move, took the cloak again and handed it to the purple.

The dry palm of the purpleware began to caress the black cloak, and the eyelids began to moisten. He couldn’t think of it, and the ancient fairy had actually touched him.

"Ye Mo, where did you come from this cloak?"

Purple asked curiously.

"The purple master, you don't ask his source, now the cloak's spirit is broken, you can not repair it, if not, I will find another master of refining."

Ye Mo has now fully seen it. This purple instrument definitely recognizes the black cloak, and this black cloak is also a very rare magic weapon.

"Bold."

At this time, Zi Xing stunned Ye Mo cold: "You kid, the purple master asked you, it is your honor, you are so bold."

"Zi Xing elders, you will take away the flames."

The purple weapon used the flames as a garbage, and lost it to Zi Xing.

"what?"

Wen Yan ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Zi Xing's face immediately revealed an incredible expression, the former purple master is full of interest in his fan, but now see his fan, it is like seeing garbage .

"Don't you understand what I mean?"

On the purple face, with a trace of anger, he is now eager to study the black cloak, but it is the ancient fairy, the flames of the fan and it is not like it.

"Humph!"

Zi Xing snorted and slammed into the cave. In his opinion, Ye Mo took out the magic weapon, and his fan was rarer than his flames. Otherwise, the purple master would not be like this. expression.

However, his dark loss is also fixed, and the anger against Ye Mo has also risen to the extreme.

"When the ancestors are limited, I see how long your mother and daughter can last!"

On the face of Zi Xing, there was a gloomy sneer.

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