The Legend of Mortal Killing Immortals

Chapter 43 Two Magic Weapons
"You keep these two sixth-grade magic weapons for self-defense, but remember, don't use them casually unless you have to, when life and death are at stake. It's a treasure!" Zao Wou-ki repeatedly warned, and took out two treasures from the ring.

One is the Tianluo Fire Plate. From the outside, it looks like a light red plate with patterns of flames all over it, but when it is used, it is an amplifier of fire-attributed true energy. According to the user's Assessed by the size of the true essence, the power of the flame can be infinitely magnified several times through this plate.

The other thing is the frost ball, which can instantly drop the surrounding temperature and release a terrifying low temperature.

These two are both sixth-grade magic weapons, not because Zhao Wuji was stingy, he refused to give away a lot of top-level magic weapons, and only gave out the lowest quality of the two rings, but the immortal cultivators in the alchemy stage, who can control The highest magic weapon is the sixth grade, and if it is higher, their true energy is insufficient and they cannot be driven at all.

After teaching the two how to drip blood to make the magic weapon recognize the owner, Zhao Wuji waved his hands again and threw out a pile of crystals to the two of them. Although they were all just fire and ice crystals, in today's resource-poor In the [-]s, even this pile of low-grade crystals was enough to make a group of small sects rob their heads.

The number of spars in his ring is not too many, there are only a dozen of top-grade ones, dozens of high-grade ones, less than a hundred mid-grade ones, and although there are many low-grade ones, they are only worth four or five hundred yuan. It is not enough to practice several times with the shape.

After the three chatted for a while, they went home separately. As for how the two guys can have fun when they go back, it has nothing to do with Zao Wou-ki.

And very late at night, in a private room in a bathing center in N City, the lights were dim, a man was sitting on the sofa with a towel around his waist, shirtless and smoking a cigarette, and a guy in a black suit who looked like a thug was He stood in front of the man with his head bowed.

"You said that something happened to Abao? Was he beaten up in his own territory?" The man asked slowly, taking a puff of his cigarette.

"Yes, big brother. He is now in the hospital for emergency treatment. He has already woken up, but he is talking nonsense. The person who attacked him is really ruthless. His bones are basically broken. Even if he is cured, he is still a useless person!" The subordinate nodded and said. .

(End of this chapter)