Chapter 641： (2/2)

Since it is not going to attack Demon Abyss, what would be the reason?

A gloomy demon said in a low voice: "Could it be the human race named Wenqiao? Because she promised to give us the detoxification pills, the masters of the two Holy Martial Halls did not pursue it?"

The demons looked at each other again, unwilling to believe this, but felt that this guess was extremely possible.

"Ling Jue-sama, the one named Wenqiao seems to have a high status in the Saint Martial Hall, should we send someone to inquire about her, so that we can get revenge in the future?"

Ling Jue nodded gloomily. Although they could escape from the dead and had something to do with the son of the saint martial artist named Wen Qiao, he couldn't deny the fact that the saint martial temple enslaved them and treated them as excavators.

This hatred is still to be reported.

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After returning to Shengwu Island, Wen Qiao and Wentutu first went to receive payment from the Shengwu Temple.

The Saint Martial Hall is very generous, not only gave them a red moon blood crystal, but also gave them a lot of rare refining materials, and both of them were happy.

After they took the things back, they immediately gave them to Ning Yuzhou.

After reading it, Ning Yuzhou groaned: "This batch of Scarlet Moon Blood Crystals can be used to refine a few weapons. I will help you remodel your weapons and add Scarlet Moon Blood Crystals..."

Wen Tutu immediately took out his big hammer and said happily, "Brother Ning, I decided to transform it into a life-saving magic weapon, and I will only use it in the future. Brother Ning, help me practice it again."

Ning Yuzhou said: "Okay, it just so happens that there are suitable refining materials from the Saint Martial Hall this time, which can be melted into."

Wen Qiao also took out the Scorching Sun Bow. The Scorching Sun Bow accompanied her for a long time, and it was extremely useful at critical times. Because she practiced Celestial Fist, she didn't rely much on magic weapons, so she never thought about making a magic weapon for her life, but if the Scorching Sun Bow can be upgraded, it would be good to use it as a magic weapon for her life.

"Then I will sacrifice it again." Ning Yuzhou said with a smile, "It is also good to have a magic weapon of the same mind."

"Wen Gungun? Do you need Brother Ning to practice the magic weapon of life?" Wen Qiao turned to ask the boy who was gnawing on the spirit fruit.

Wen Gungun's face was bulging, he shook his head quickly, milky voice said: "No, I have five rock soil, it is the magic weapon of life."

The teacher had no life to come over and rub his hands: "Brother Ning, help me refine a sword. It must not be lower than a king-level sword. If it is a saint-level sword, it would be better."

"You are not good at fighting, what do you want such a powerful spirit weapon to do?" Wen Tutu asked puzzledly.

The teacher said frankly, "I am not good at fighting, but I can protect myself."

"You have enough bones to protect yourself, what kind of weapon do you want?" Wen Tutu said bluntly.

Master Wuming was choked with nothing to say.

But in the end, Ning Yuzhou still decided to refine them together.

After the decision was made, Ning Yuzhou began to retreat from the refiner.

Wen Qiao and Wen Tutu have nothing to do, so they decide to go to the Fengyun Arena.

After only playing a few games, Wen Qiao found that no one wanted to fight with him, and even the person in charge of Fengyun Ring couldn't hate that a large amount of spirit stone would invite her, the great Buddha, away, so she had to leave unhappily.

There was nothing to do, Wen Qiao decided to do the task.

Half a year later, Ning Yuzhou gave them several spiritual artifacts that had been refined.

Both Wen Tutu and Wen Qiao looked at their magic weapon with great joy. Shi Wuming also carried the sword with a faint red glow.

This time Ning Yuzhou forged four king-level spirit swords, which are extremely sharp, and the occasional red glow shows that they are spirit swords that have been incorporated into the blood crystal of the scarlet moon, which invisibly lifts its style.

He called in charge of Hong and flashed two king-level spirit swords to him.

Manager Hong's eyesight is good. He immediately saw the red glow on the two king-level spirit swords, and said happily: "It turned out to be a spirit sword that incorporates the blood crystals of Scarlet Moon. This spirit sword will definitely be robbed by everyone. Ning. Son, do you still have such a sword?"

"There are only two." Ning Yuzhou said without changing his face.

Guan Shi didn't question his words, and carefully put away the two king-level spirit swords and took them back to the Saint Martial Hall.

On the same day, two king-level spirit swords were airborne on the exchange list of the Holy Martial Hall.

Unlike the transactions in the Saint Martial Hall, the exchange list of the Saint Martial Hall is only open to disciples of the Saint Martial Hall. The contribution value is used to redeem the things on the list, which is also an encouragement to the disciples of the inner hall.

Seeing two king-level spirit swords appeared on the exchange list, a group of people almost went crazy.

Guan Shi Hong handed the sword to the professionals of the Saint Martial Hall for evaluation, and then brought the reward to Ning Yuzhou for review. If he is not satisfied, he can go back and exchange for another one.

Ning Yuzhou checked the remuneration brought back by Guan Hong, took out several things that he didn't need, added a few more, and asked Guan Hong to go back and exchange them again.

Ning Yuzhou, who had switched to a new batch of materials, continued to plunge into the mixing chamber and was busy.

This has been busy for another twenty years.

Wen Qiao had nothing to do, so she decided to retreat again.

When Wen Qiao left the customs, he was told that there was a mandatory task.

Still going to grab the site.

However, this time the number of people looting for the site was very large. All three races participated, and the forces of the Seventy-two Spirit Island of the Human Race joined.

Guan Shi said: "This time the tomb of the immortal is opened, all practitioners below the Yuanhuang realm of the three tribes can enter. After entering the tomb of the immortal, both life and death will be lost."

"Why is it called the tomb of the fairy?" Wen Qiao asked curiously.

Guan Shi thought for a while, and said: "It is probably that this fairy tomb was a battlefield left by the Three Realms at the time. It is said that many experts in the fairy realm have fallen there. Later, due to the power of the fairy, the battlefield was filled with a powerful The power of immortals forms an independent secret space, which is called the tomb of immortals."

Every hundreds of years, a force will escape from the tomb of the immortal, tearing open an entrance, allowing practitioners to enter the tomb of the immortal to explore the treasure.

Recently, the three tribes of Yuansheng Realm of the Feng Devil Tianyu can feel the movement of the fairy tomb, knowing that it is about to open, and let the cultivators of all races get ready.

There is a kind of force suppression in the tomb of the immortal, and only the cultivators under the realm of Yuan Emperor can enter.

However, because the tomb of the immortal is too dangerous, the Sacred Martial Hall arranged for disciples from Yuanzong and Yuanhuang to enter. The disciples under the Yuanling realm are too weak, and they are just for giving away their heads. It is better not to go.

The tomb of the fairy is opened for half a year. After half a year, its secret realm entrance will disappear. The creatures entering the secret realm must leave before the time secret realm is closed, or they will be left in the fairy realm and then crushed to death by the power of the fairy realm. Soul flies away.

After Guan Shi explained the situation of the fairy tomb for them, he cautiously asked, "Miss Wen, are you going to go?"

"Of course I'm going." Wen Qiao said without hesitation, "I'm seeking wealth and wealth. Why don't you go for such a rare opportunity?"

"Princess Na Ning..."

"Of course my husband will also go."

Guanshi Hong knew that this was the case, and it seemed that Shengwu Temple had to worry about it again.

After Guanshi Hong left, Ning Zhezhou visited again.

The teacher had no life to start his head and asked: "Your palace master asked you to come over as a lobbyist again?"

Ning Zhezhou said a little embarrassed: "No, I am worried, so I came to ask you, are you all going to the fairy tomb?"

"Of course." Wen Qiao looked at him, "You too?" Ning Zhezhou is now a cultivator in the middle Yuanzong realm, but in her opinion, this cultivation level is still weaker.

Ning Zhezhou nodded and said with a firm face: "The Tomb of the Immortal is a rare opportunity. Brother Yin and I have made an appointment to go in together."

The low-level cultivators have the gaze of the low-level cultivators. Facing the tomb of the immortal, few people can reject it. Maybe they are lucky enough to get the inheritance of a certain immortal? If it can ascend smoothly in the future, it will be the foundation for being able to gain a foothold in the upper realm.