Chapter 483 (1/2)
”This is one of the five sword techniques of the red rainbow sect, the cloud fire thousand burning sword technique!”
Another female disciple named Lu Qinghua recognized Li Fuchen's sword technique.
The five sword techniques of chihongzong are her dream, but they all need about 10000 contribution points to roll up. Where can she exchange them? Besides, so far, she hasn't cultivated the high-level Haitang sword technique of prefecture level to a state of perfection. It's still too early to cultivate the top level sword technique of prefecture level.
Zhuang Sheng and the male waizong disciple named Guo Wenwu also changed color.
The top level sword skill of the prefecture level is stronger than they imagined. From the perspective of the mysteries of the sword technique, it is at least several times stronger than the high-level sword technique of the prefecture level.
If we say that the gap between the lower level and the middle level is about twice, and the gap between the middle level and the high level is about twice, then the gap between the higher level and the top level is more than four or five times.
The legendary low-level martial arts of heaven level are more than ten times stronger than the most powerful top level martial arts of the prefecture level. They can't be counted in terms of Daoli.
Five people continue to advance, unknowingly, came to the Fourth Ring Road area.
Compared with the five ring area, the four ring area is really rich in the spirit of demons.
And the strong spirit of demons, so that the environment here is very horrible and strange.
The sky is dark, almost no sunlight can be seen. On the light black ground, there are sawtooth grass which is human height or even several people high. In the distance, there are strange trees hundreds of meters high. The strange trees are only a few hundred meters high, but the coverage area is several miles. Black smoke is emitted from the strange trees.
”It's Myrtle!”
Flying in the air, Zhuang Sheng's eyes swept around. Suddenly, his body shape was electrified, and he went straight to the sawtooth grass below.
In the sawtooth grass, there is a strange grass with thigh height. At the top of this strange grass, there is a stamen in the shape of a black mouse.
Sorrel grass, a high-level herb of prefecture level, is one of the items of this mission. It is worth 100 contribution points and is very precious. The seven color continent has long been extinct.
At the moment Zhuangsheng gets close to the magic mouse grass, those sedentary saw grass shake wildly, and the sharp spines shoot at Zhuang Sheng.
Bang!
Zhuang Sheng, after all, was born out of the nine strong martial arts. His true Qi was shocked and the sharp thorn was smashed. The shock wave pushed the sawtooth grass out of the surrounding area. Then he reached out and dug out the magic mouse grass.
”Brother Zhuang, congratulations.”
Yunwei and Lu Qinghua congratulated.
One hundred contribution points are not a small number. In the past, when they do tasks, they harvest hundreds of contribution points each time. The land of magic ring is very dangerous and has many demon treasures, but it is impossible to get thousands of contribution points. It is good to have 1000 contribution points.
”Luck, luck.”
The villager grinned.
Before they came, they had already agreed that the treasure that was found should belong to the one who found it together, and the one found together would be distributed according to the contribution.
”What is that in front of you?”
Yunwei points to the ”dark cloud” in the sky and doubts.
Zhuang Sheng took a look, and his face changed. He seemed to think of something, ”let's go.”
”This is a demon!”
Li Fuchen's eyes narrowed, light way.
”Demon?”
Yunwei and others are shocked.
How many demons form a cloud? How many thousands? Tens of thousands?
Zhuang Sheng said: ”this is a demon disaster, one of the most terrible dangers in the land of demons. In general, there are at least dozens of level 5 demons and thousands of level 4 demons. There are hundreds of level 5 demons and thousands of level 4 demons. They can't be killed.”
”Let's go, then.”
Guo Wenwu said nervously.
”I'm afraid I can't get out of it. There's also on the back and on the right.” Li took a look at the back and right, and there were ”dark clouds” moving in these two directions.
Zhuang Sheng looked ugly and said: ”in the land of magic ring, we are just like the torch, very eye-catching. The fierce demons can detect our breath from thousands of miles away.”
”We'll have to break to the left.”
Lu Qinghua suggested.