Wuhun Lingzhu from Douluo

Chapter 263 Location and Magic Weapon

36 seats.

There are five rows in total, with three seats in the first row, six in the second row, and nine seats in the remaining three rows.

Without hesitation on the weekend, I went directly to the middle seat in the first row and sat down.

Followed by the young Taoist who practiced Leifa and the sword cultivator.

The speed of the two was a little slower than that of the weekend. After reaching the top floor, they took a look at the weekend.

First occupy the remaining two positions in the front, and then look sharply at the weekend.

Just when the two were about to grab the weekend's seat, the woman who came a step behind stood behind the weekend.

"Daozhang! Can you give me the seat?"

A crisp voice sounded from behind, carrying a woman's fragrance, coming from the right ear.

A warm little hand rested on Zhou weekend's left shoulder, and it felt soft against his back.

It was the woman who practiced the five poisons.

Weekend frowned slightly, and said lightly: "Yes! As long as you promise me."

While speaking, Zhou Zhou raised his hand and flicked the palm on his left shoulder away, and by the way, a burst of colorful breath came out.

"You can't use force here, you should be clear!"

"Okay then! I thought you would take pity on the fragrance and cherish the jade, so just give it to me?"

The woman said with a light smile, she took back the colorful breath with a grab.

Although there was a smile on his face, there was a trace of solemnity in his eyes.

The poisonous mist that was so concealed by him was discovered in an instant, and it was easily expelled.

This guy is not simple.

Standing up on the weekend, he turned into a sword light again, thinking about rushing a thousand meters away.

The woman followed closely behind, leaving Lei Fa Daoist and Sword Cultivator sitting on both sides.

At this time, on the top platform, only the four of them could climb up.

At most, the others had logged onto the second platform, and there were only two of them.

On the second platform, they are already very reluctant, and it seems that this is their limit.

"Brother Zhang, who do you think will win between the two of them?" The sword cultivator looked at the weekend in the distance and asked suddenly.

Both of them are genius figures in the big faction, and they are very familiar with each other.

It's not like the weekend, he is clearly a member of the big faction, but he stays at home like an otaku, concentrating on improving his strength, and has very little communication with the outside world.

"Although Miao Lingxue is slightly weaker than the three of us in terms of cultivation, his methods are very tricky, and he will never be weaker than the three of us."

After Zhang Lingyun finished speaking, he turned around and glanced at Wang Qingyun beside him.

That is the sword cultivator, its name is Wang Qingyun.

From just now, his gaze has been fixed on the weekend, could this person be a sword cultivator?

"Do you think Miao Lingxue has a better chance of winning?" Wang Qingyun raised his eyebrows and said.

"No, she can't beat the weekend." Zhang Lingyun shook his head instead and said.

"Oh, why?" Wang Qingyun had some doubts.

Although there is also a big faction behind him, let alone compared with Xuanxin Mountain behind him, it is even a little weaker than Liulin Dao.

The news I got was naturally worse.

"About ten years ago! The semi-finished product of that magic weapon was successfully refined over the weekend." Zhang Lingyun said lightly.

Wang Qingyun was taken aback for a moment, then realized, and said in surprise: "Bone and Hundred Ghost Banner?"

"Correct!"

Wang Qingyun gasped, although this magic weapon was very special, its initial strength was also very poor.

But a magic weapon is a magic weapon, it provides combat power that can go far beyond one's own realm.

What's more, it has been ten years now, and the semi-finished magic weapon may have become a finished product.

If this is the case, but in terms of combat effectiveness, apart from Zhang Lingyun, who practiced thunder techniques, he can ignore this magic weapon to a certain extent.

Others probably have at least [-]% less chance of winning.

Especially for an indomitable swordsman like him, facing the Yin soldiers who can be resurrected continuously, they are most likely to be exhausted to death.

"It seems that the weekend will win." Wang Qingyun nodded in agreement and said.

At this moment, a scene that stunned the two of them appeared.

"Gourd? He has a second magic weapon!" The two whispered in surprise.

Following the eyes of the two, it was a thousand meters away.

Floating in mid-air on the weekend, a gourd as red as jade floated beside him.

The gourd was crystal clear, like jade, and the bright red color seemed to be filled with blood.

The opened opening frantically absorbed the colorful poisonous gas that spread between the heaven and the earth.

Miao Lingxue stared at this scene with wide eyes, then clenched her silver teeth and spit out five large characters.

"Five Poison Blood Gourd!"

"You actually have this magic weapon." Miao Lingxue said through gritted teeth.

This magic weapon restrained her too much, and it was also one of the several spells and magic weapons that the ancestor of the family specially told her to pay attention to.

What she cultivates is the poisonous Gu school, which can be regarded as blood and meat toxins, and the main one is the five poisonous Gu insects.

These two points are just restrained by this gourd, and the five poisons and flesh and blood are restrained to death.

The toxin can be easily absorbed with the five-poison blood gourd, and the blood spit out by the five-poison blood gourd can even melt all her poisonous Gu insects.

In this way, how can she fight?
And the next weekend's words not only made her gnash her teeth, but also made her feel a little desperate.

"Not only do I have the blood gourd with five poisons, I also have a second magic weapon." Weekend sneered.

While speaking, a faint blue light shone from Zhou Zhou's body.

The banner of white bones and hundreds of ghosts grows against the wind.

Exudes great power.

The strength of that power far exceeds that of everyone in the field except for the nine primordial spirits.

Even the nine primordial gods opened their eyes and glanced at the bones and ghost banners.

"What a powerful magic weapon!" A beautiful woman said with surprise in her eyes.

The strange young man next to him nodded, the magic weapon in front of her was stronger than all the magic weapons she had seen in the past 80 years.

I am afraid that only among those big factions, there is a magic weapon stronger than this!

"The bones of the skull are warm and moist like jade, full of spirituality, and the banner contains a complete soul lock, which completely integrates with the yin general."

Daoist Xuan Yang, who was sitting at the top, had a flash of light in his eyes, and a few short sentences revealed a lot of information.

"Such a young age, to be able to modify the refining method of the magic weapon, what a genius!" A bearded old man next to Master Xuanyang was also observing the magic weapon.

"Although the overall situation has not changed, and the sending of the report has been completely transformed by tricks, but the difficulty is not as simple as completely modifying the refining method of the magic weapon. It is indeed a genius!" Another old man with a short beard nodded and said.

"Unfortunately, I am not from Xuanxin Mountain." The two old men sighed together and said.

"You two old guys, this is what you look like when you see a genius. It seems that only you Xuanxinshan can cultivate well in the world."

Master Xuanyang looked at the two old friends helplessly, and said with a smile.

"Oh, this is an old problem!" The two old men also replied with a smile.

All three of them have lived for nearly 200 years, and their physical lifespan has reached the limit, and the time itself is not much.

I don't care much about many things anymore, so it's very casual to make jokes.

But the six people around didn't dare to make jokes about Xuanxinshan, they just pretended not to see it.

Their physical lifespan is about 100 years, and they still have a chance to break through to the heavenly master.

There is a big difference between the cultivation system of spells and the practice of cultivating Taoism and becoming immortals before the Ming Dynasty.

(End of this chapter)