This devil can't get through

Chapter 220 The Heavenly Treasure
Xia Qingyang realized his current blood demon claws... Feeling the crisp 'kill kill kill' coming from there, he really had a feeling that he had nowhere to start.

I just feel that if I use it to kill the enemy, it will be of no avail.

Moreover, it can also be continuously strengthened by killing life, which is equivalent to permanently maintaining the effect of an automatic blood sacrifice... No, it is much more advanced than blood sacrifice, and it automatically absorbs the energy of life to enhance its own spirituality.

The 'resentment spirit of all living beings' was used as a key, which made the blood fiend claw begin to develop in the direction of a real magic weapon.

But the question is, the Second Martial Uncle is a good Yuqing sage, why did he refine such a magical weapon for him?

Aren't you afraid that if he can't control it, he will go crazy?
Xia Qingyang couldn't figure out what the second uncle meant, so he took advantage of the opportunity to try his talent of 'suppressing spirits', and succeeded in suppressing the evil spirit contained in it.

This is a pleasant surprise. His talent of "suppressing spirit" can not only work in his body, but also work on the spirit treasure that he has completely refined.

He hadn't discovered it before... that's because he didn't have a suitable spirit treasure around him to play this role.

In this way, he was overjoyed.

At the same time, he also clearly understood the function of this brand new Blood Fiend God Claw.

It has an additional function of 'monster detection' than before. As long as there is a power similar to 'resentment of all living beings' within a certain range, it can immediately generate an induction and transmit it to Xia Qingyang.

This is the equipment specially built for him by the sage to detect the grievances of all beings, and it is conveniently strengthened for him on the original basis.

And his mission is obviously here... Use this blood fiend claw to find out the existence possessed by the resentment of all beings, or destroy it, or something else...

Xia Qingyang was also secretly curious, why the grievance of all beings could shield the perception of the saint and the way of heaven, and even send him a task...

As he was thinking here, Zhao Xiaoming and even everyone in the Wooden Man Hall could see it clearly... It seemed that Sanqing loved their little junior brother very much!

How can anyone push back and pick and choose the benefits given by the saint and the tasks assigned by the saint to him like this?
And what did they see?
It was as if the three saints were holding him down and trying to force the benefits into his arms...

It's like a child from a rich family who has never experienced the sufferings of the world. He is well-clothed and well-fed every day, but he has to be coaxed and fed when eating. In the end, he is tied to a chair and forced to take a big mouthful. Done.

In their eyes, the current Xia Qingyang was just this kind of baby who had been stuffed... He had eaten something good, but he was still crying non-stop, which made people want to beat him up.

"Hey~"

Xia Qingyang sighed melancholy, and could only feel that these people don't understand anything... Is this a good thing?This is a big trouble!
What can't be solved by humans and nature, why let him solve it.

As soon as this idea fell, he felt that the atmosphere above his head seemed not right.

He looked up and saw a 'fireball' falling from the sky through the hole in the roof of the wooden man hall!
This hole was made when the river map fell, why did it happen again?
And the 'fireball' looked menacing when it fell, and it felt like it would die if it touched it... He decided to play it safe, even if it was a gift from a sage, what if he missed it and smashed himself to death?

Without any hesitation at the moment, he wrapped Song Ru and Song Shishimei in his escape method and ran away.

As for Zhao Xiaoming and Yu Yiyuan, he ignored them, after all, they must have their own way.

He fled to the outside of the Dao Palace in one breath, and looked up to see if the wooden mansion would not be destroyed after the 'fireball' fell, right?

However, what made him die was... the 'fireball' turned out to be like a homing missile, aiming at him, changing its trajectory and continuing to hit him!

"I knew it was like this!"

He hastily left the Song sisters behind, and then fled for his life.

Whether it is useful or not is one thing to say, but whether he can escape or not is a matter of attitude.

This is his respect for his own life, and no action can be said to be superfluous.

At this moment, he took out his hidden jade art that had been revised many times, and within a few trances, he almost threw off the lock on the fireball above his head.

However, the fireball was obviously manipulated by someone, chasing him extremely cheatingly, which made him despair.

As for the Song sisters...

Song Ru was purely worried.

Eleventh Sister Song laughed unexpectedly with a 'puchi'.

Song Ru asked strangely: "Eleventh Sister, Junior Brother Qingyang is in danger, why are you still laughing?"

Eleventh Sister quickly stopped laughing, she rubbed her face and said strangely: "I don't know why, but I always feel that his embarrassed dodging figure seems familiar."

"And I don't think the fireball is malicious, it just looks like it wants to play with the uncle."

Song Ru looked at her sister inexplicably, not knowing where her feeling came from.

……

Xia Qingyang had already tried water escape after wind escape... His water escape speed was also not slow, but he still couldn't get rid of the lock of the fireball.

He simply used the Earth Dungeon at the bottom of the water, and went straight to the depths of the ground.

He can't do it anymore, can the fireball go through the soil to chase him?
Ha ha……

He made a mistake here.

His wind tunnel is extremely fast and he can't get rid of it, even if he switches to water tunnel, he can't get rid of it, so the slowest earth tunnel can get rid of it?

So after a distance of more than ten meters into the soil, he stopped with a face of resignation.

Because in front of him, the fireball had already burned through the soil layer and blocked him from another direction.

Facts have proved that all the actions he took just now were all forcibly adding drama to himself. No matter how unbearable the Muren Temple is, it is now half of Lingbao Tianzun's dojo. What can casually smash the saint's dojo?
"Hahaha, little apprentice, are you scared? I like to see you so timid and resigned to your fate."

"But don't be afraid, this is a good gift from my teacher, it's definitely better than those two gifts!"

Xia Qingyang heard a very insane "bringing the wicked" laughter...

Then he took a closer look, and found that it was not a fireball, but a colorful glazed lamp.

An indescribable chaotic flame slowly burned inside the lamp, releasing light that could penetrate all barriers.

He suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and asked tentatively, "Are you... Master Tongtian?"

Then the voice on the lamp instantly changed into a tone of facial paralysis: "Just now I was repeating the words of the third child, he told you not to be afraid."

Xia Qingyang: "..."

He was almost scared to death just now, hey!
This sudden fireball slammed into his face, it's no wonder he didn't run away!

Fortunately, he quickly suppressed his complaints, and when he collected himself, he clasped his fists and asked, "May I ask what your name is, senior?"

The paralyzed voice said indifferently: "Wu Ming, it's just the front lamp of Zixiao Palace, you can call me 'A Deng'."

It really doesn't matter...

(End of this chapter)