Silence Valkyrie

99 Murder and Arson Gold Belt
Seeing Ji Qianli walking in front of him with a sinister smile, he raised the ghost knife in his hand and was about to slash at him.

Zhang Shan's eyes widened, the sword in his hand flashed coldly, the next moment the Qinghong sword had pierced into the opponent's dantian, and with another shake of his hand, his true energy exploded, smashing his sea of ​​qi into pieces.

Ji Qianli screamed and was blown backwards by the berserk zhenyuan, and the ghost knife fell from his hand.

The magic sound disappeared, Fang Yiru and Ling Yuwei groaned, fell softly onto the sandy ground, panting uncontrollably, but their eyes gradually became clear.

Ji Qianli let out a desperate roar, his face was contorted, his seven orifices were bleeding, and a blood hole the size of a human head in his lower abdomen was even more shocking.

"Ah... little bastard, you actually broke my sea of ​​energy! I will definitely tear you to pieces!"

He was lying on the ground, struggling but unable to get up, he could only stare at Zhang Shan with resentful eyes, and cursed unconsciously.

He was seriously injured in the first place, and now Zhang Shan has smashed his sea of ​​​​qi into pieces, and he has reached the verge of exhaustion.

"You thieves have done a lot of evil, and sooner or later you will end up like this."

Zhang Shan snorted coldly, ignored the man's dying breath, and ran over to visit the two women's injuries.

"Senior sister, what do you think? Is the soul injured?"

Zhang Shan asked a little anxiously, it is more difficult to recover from the damage to the soul than the damage to the body.

"It shouldn't be a problem, it's just that the spirit has been shaken." Fang Yiru reluctantly shook her head and said.

"Me too, but my head hurts a little..." Ling Yuwei hummed softly, pressing her temples.

"Then you all meditate immediately to see if it's really all right, and leave the next thing to me." Zhang Shan said hastily.

The two women glanced at Ji Qianli, who was lying on the ground, nodded, sat cross-legged, and began to meditate.

Zhang Shan walked towards the half-dead Ji Qianli.

"Don't be complacent, my Xuanming Palace will not let you go."

Ji Qianli knew that he was going to die, so he gave up struggling and just gritted his teeth and said bitterly.

"Don't lie to yourself. A disciple like you who was sent out by the sect to be a thief may not even be a fart in the eyes of your Xuanming Palace high-level officials. You don't need to expect them to come out to avenge you."

Zhang Shan said coldly, beheading his head with a sword, Ji Qianli's head rolled a few times in the sand, with unwillingness and resentment still in his eyes.

Zhang Shan took off his Sumeru ring, searched it carefully, found a magic core in his head, and then shook his body to pieces with a sword, destroying the body and destroying the traces.

Next, I found a rock and sat down, while protecting the two women, I looked at Ji Qianli's Sumeru Ring.

As the leader of Thirteen Yeqi's bandits, Ji Qianli's family background is quite good.

First of all, the flying spirit weapon in the shape of a lotus seat, although it is only a low-level flying spirit weapon with 27 levels of restraint, its speed is not as fast as Fang Yiru's spirit boat with [-] levels of restraint, but it is not bad.

Then a piece of jade slip caught Zhang Shan's attention. After scanning it in with his spiritual sense, he found a map of the canyon with instructions on it.

After Zhang Shan read it carefully, his eyes revealed a strange light.

It says that the canyon is located in the center of the sunset wilderness, and it is the base camp of the robbers. The underground of the canyon is an underground labyrinth. It is said that under the maze is the cave of the Mo king who ruled the sunset wilderness thousands of years ago.

However, after years of exploration by the thieves, the entrance to this cave has not been found, so some thieves think this is just a rumor.

"If there is a chance, I might as well explore it, but it is estimated that the robbers in the setting sun wasteland must be wiped out." Zhang Shan thought to himself.

Putting away the jade slips, his consciousness continued to flip through the Sumeru ring.

It has to be said that Ji Qianli, the great commander, plundered a lot of Lingshi.

There are more than 1 low-grade spirit stones, but the middle-grade spirit stones cost as much as 1000 yuan.

A middle-grade spirit stone is equal to 100 yuan of low-grade spirit stones, and this 1000 yuan of middle-grade spirit stones is equal to [-] low-grade spirit stones.

Zhang Shan smiled in satisfaction, and continued to flip through. There were some hundreds of years old spiritual herbs and some unknown elixirs.

After seeing the elixir, Ling'er said that it was for cultivating magic powers, and it was useless to him.

"Modao elixir, the large merchants in Lotte Town have bought it, and it will be a lot of income when you go back and sell it." Zhang Shan thought happily.

"Then what's in this jade bottle?"

Zhang Shan took out a crystal jade bottle from the ring, opened it and saw that there was half a bottle of green liquid in it, and asked Ling'er.

Ling'er's spiritual sense swept across: "Host, this jade bottle is filled with Zhenwu Transformation Soul Liquid, and it is of the highest quality. I don't know how it fell into this person's hands."

"Is it a good thing? What effect does it have?" Zhang Shan's spirit lifted.

"True Martial Soul Transformation Liquid can nourish and strengthen the soul, strengthen the root and clear the source, and repair the damage of the soul. It is especially useful when a martial artist in the spiritual martial arts breaks through the real martial arts. It can increase the success rate of generating soul skills when breaking through the realm."

Following Ling'er's detailed introduction, Zhang Shan also understood the preciousness of this half bottle of liquid.

The key to advancing from the Spiritual Martial Realm to the True Martial Realm is to derive soul skills.

Some fighters at the ninth level of Lingwu already have enough real energy, but they have not chosen to break through because they are worried that their souls are not strong enough, and they will fail when they derive their soul skills.

Therefore, warriors are willing to spend more time to polish their souls until they are perfect when they are at the ninth level of Lingwu.

If you don't want to spend too much time polishing your soul, the True Martial Soul Transformation Liquid becomes a must.

Low-grade True Martial Transformation Soul Liquid can increase a martial artist's soul skill generation rate by [-]%, middle-grade ones can increase by [-]%, and top-grade ones can just reach [-]%.

And because there are so many in the Spirit Martial Realm and the demand is huge, and the refining of the True Martial Transformation Soul Liquid is not easy, the supply on the market is basically in short supply, and the top-quality ones are even rarer.

"It's a pity there's only half a bottle, isn't it enough for one person?" Zhang Shan looked at the bottle in his hand in confusion.

"Do you think it's drinking water? This half bottle is enough for three people." Ling'er said angrily.

Zhang Shan was overjoyed: "Is that so? Then the three of us happen to have one share each."

At this time, Fang Yiru and Ling Yuwei woke up from the trance one after another.

"How is it? Is there something wrong with the soul?" Zhang Shan asked in the past.

"Fortunately, it didn't take long, the soul was only slightly shaken, after the meditation just now, it's fine." Fang Yiru nodded happily.

"I didn't expect this person to have this kind of soul ability. Now that I think about it, I feel scared. By the way, why are you not affected by him, junior brother? If it wasn't for you this time, we would be finished." Ling Yuwei said with lingering fear.

"I don't know, anyway, maybe my martial soul can be immune to some negative damage?" Zhang Shan pushed on this with all his brains.

The two women thought about it for a while and thought it was very possible. He was not afraid of the miasma of the colorful butterfly before. Last time he was able to defuse the poisonous mist. Now it is not surprising that he can resist the magic sound.

"By the way, Senior Sister, this time we posted it. No wonder the saying goes, a golden belt for murder and arson."

Zhang Shan laughed, and recounted what he had gained from Ji Qianli.

(End of this chapter)