Chapter 398 Xiaota’s Thoughts

Author: There are fish in the sky

Chapter 398 Xiaota’s Thoughts

"You and I have a deep cause and effect, so there is no need to." Jiang Wangdao put the grown bone tower into his hand with a casual move.

The small tower in the palm of the palm shines and no longer produces strange phenomena. It starts to shrink from the size of a palm, but in the end it is only as long as a knuckle, which is less than an inch high when it stands.

At this time, Xiaota hid the aura that destroyed the world, but Xiaota suddenly spoke in confusion and asked, "What are you and my cause and effect? ​​Do I know fellow Taoists?"

"I don't know you anymore?" Jiang Wangdao smiled and did not explain, but walked out of the center of the Earth Phoenix Fire.

"Fellow Daoist!" Xiaota suddenly screamed in surprise, and a terrifying suction suddenly came from Xiaota's body when Jiang Wangdao was confused.

The entire earth seemed to stop sucking it, and all the earth phoenix fire turned into a ray of light, and finally condensed into a fire, sank into the small tower in Jiang Wangdao's hand.

Within a radius of hundreds of miles, all the magma and all the flames were sucked in by this mouth.

"..." Jiang Wangdao pulled the corner of his mouth and almost rolled his eyes. This behavior was like digging three feet into the ground. No wonder he could play with Xiao Shihao!

The small tower he refined has returned to its current peak state. His body can shock the earth. How can he still need this little earth phoenix fire? It is just greedy!

It’s the same principle as Xiao Shihao’s barbecue for ancient times.

"Fellow Taoist is OK!" Xiaota's voice was high enough. At first glance, he thought it was a respected person, but with the act of digging three feet into the ground just now...

Jiang Wangdao blinked and threw Xiaota toward Xiaoshihao, wrapped it around Xiaoshihao's hair, and truly became a neighbor with him.

Xiaota did not resist because he felt Jiang Wangdao's breath on the dead coffin.

Xiaota felt the aura emitted by the dead coffin, and his thoughts were condensed, "This treasure has half the style I used to be!"

Jiang Wangdao rolled his eyes and dissipated directly.

Finally, Xiao Shihao took the small tower over and put it in the palm of his hand, and it did not react at all.

The small tower is less than an inch tall, only the size of a fingertip, and is crystal clear all over, just like a carved white jade with mutton fat, which is extremely beautiful. It does not look like a treasure, but rather a gorgeous ornament, without any terrible aura.

This is incomparable to the surging weather that suppressed the entire sea of ​​fire before!

"Why didn't there be any response?" Xiao Shihao scratched his head, unable to understand.

Huo Ling'er also worked with Xiao Shihao to constantly tinker with this small tower and communicated with it with various runes.

"Stop for me with your two little kids!" Xiaota's voice sounded in Xiao Shihao and Huo Ling'er's ears.

"Ah! I'm responding!" Xiao Shihao blinked and increased his strength!

"You can't refine mine." Xiaota's voice was leisurely. At this time, it gave up thinking about the obscure Taoist rhyme of the dead coffin and observed the two young girls chasing it all the way.

"Do you think you can refine that little coffin?" Xiaota asked.

"The dead coffin belongs to Uncle Jiang, why do I need to refine it?"

"Dead Coffin? Uncle Jiang?" Xiaota had a new understanding of the relationship between Xiao Shihao and Jiang Wangdao.

"Nephew?successor?"

Xiaota muttered, and when Xiaoshihao saw that he could not refine it, he thought that he could use the small tower to attack. The runes from the original true solution fell on the small tower.

"The original true explanation?" Xiaota suddenly shook, "This kid seems to be okay?"

Xiao Shihao was unable to make Xiaota react in the end, and finally wrapped it around his hair angrily, treating the crystal white little tower as an ornament.

"Let's go! Let's grab other things!" Xiao Shi Hao turned grief and anger into strength, and was about to kill all directions.

He got a Qiankun bag from the Chilong, and he could take it back to the village no matter how much he grabbed, which made Xiao Shihao very motivated.

A few days later, Xiao Shihao and the others came to the center of the mountains. Along the way, he saw twenty treasures and conquered them all, but it was even more a pity that these treasures were not mysterious or terrifying.

Unfortunately, the small tower ignored the small spot, just like ordinary things.

There is a huge mountain in the center, which is extremely magnificent, like dozens of peaks together, extremely magnificent and majestic.

“What a big mountain!”

Xiao Shihao was amazed. The divine light flashed on the mountain, and treasures flew up from time to time, just like fireworks blooming, all of which were powerful spiritual objects.

At the foot of the mountain, he saw Bi Fang, the golden divine bird, the real bird, the Pixiu, the Sky-Splitting Demon Butterfly and other strongest geniuses.

"This is the Fenbao Cliff, so it is said that it is full of treasures and the source of the ruins." Huo Ling'er was also happy.

Just the next moment...

"My Sword...My Sword..." Suddenly, an old voice sounded in Xiao Shihao and Huo Ling'er's ears, which made them creepy.

"It's Ghost Master!" Huo Ling'er's body trembled and she couldn't help but approach some Xiao Shihao.

"Ghost Master, don't scare me. Didn't you stay in Butian Pavilion? Why did you make a sound again?" Xiao Shihao was also a little furious.

"It's a curse!" Huo Ling'er pointed to Xiao Shihao's head, which had a strange black rune on it, and there was also a curse pattern on her own head.

"No wonder people died!" Xiao Shihao was angry.

The Fenbao Cliff is majestic and magnificent, towering into the clouds, and the mountain is surrounded by strip-shaped black mist, just like the magnificent magic mountain of ancient times, with an oppressive atmosphere!

An ancient road leads to the mountain, paving the road with bluestone, full of vicissitudes of time. I don’t know how many young heroes have walked by since ancient times, but in the end, the Demon Mountain was stained with blood and never walked down again.

The grass grew in the mountain, and the whole body turned gray-brown, and some of the rocks were dark red, like blood. The bluestone steps were very long. He climbed up the steps and thought that he had to find a sword, his little face became darker and angry.

"I know what kind of sword it is? I didn't tell me what it looks like, how to find it? I'm so troubled!" Xiao Shihao was cursed and was in a bad mood. He wrinkled his nose and walked up the mountain.

On the side of the road, the real bars, Pixiu and others were all surprised. The human boy walked over without looking at them.

"It's him!" Someone soon recognized Xiao Shihao. After all, he was too outstanding in the ruins, which made the ancient relics and pure blood creatures alert.

Everyone was afraid and dared not move forward again. Even the pure blood creatures and ancient seeds were standing there. He Xiaoshihao took Huo Ling'er and walked up the stairs first.

This is a privilege, which was shot out by Xiao Shihao with one punch. Huo Ling'er did not mention the identity of the Princess of the Fire Kingdom, but that mysterious treasure technique was also fearful.

"Hurry up and put away all the treasures!" After walking up the Demon Mountain, Xiao Shihao felt better when he saw the inspiration of the treasures.

"Mine, mine, are all mine!" Xiao Shihao's eyes lit up, and Huo Ling'er, who also had an excited expression on his face, swept through the various treasures here.

A green spear, a purple dagger, a seven-color feather fan...

"This is Dazhuang, this is Pihou's, and Ziyun's..."

Xiao Shihao never stopped talking along the way. Huo Ling'er got a few treasures related to birds, the strongest of which was a pair of golden wings, which were the wings of golden crows, and had a vast power.

"It's a pity that it's not the wings of the Vermillion Bird!" Huo Ling'er was all regretful.

Finally they arrived

The top of the mountain is vast, like a plateau, not a very small area, where various huge rocks are located across the mountain, with strange shapes, as if they are petrified of various treasures.

In fact, there is such a legend. The ancient saints shed tears and blood, and many people died behind, and their weapons were arranged on the Fenbao Rock.

"You can't fight here, otherwise you will be crushed to death by the rules here!" Huo Ling'er warned.

Xiao Shihao nodded indifferently. Xiaocai was filled with little stars and clenched his fists.

If these huge rocks are really sealed with treasures, it would be amazing and the Fenbao Cliff is worthy of its name.

"Go and find the sword of Ghost!" Huo Ling'er pulled Xiao Shi Hao away, wandered around this area, sensing the curse on his head. There was a strange sense between this thing and the sword that allowed them to find the sword.

When they came to a broken stone, they suddenly shivered, because the sound of a swooshing sound came to their ears again.

"My sword...my sword..."

"Ghost Master, you always call me, give me some specific advice, otherwise how can I find it?" Xiao Budian was angry.

At this moment, the broken stones under my feet, which were only two feet long, began to emit black smoke, and then cracked, making a crackling sound, and finally cracked open.

"Ah... I found it!" Huo Ling'er was overjoyed.

However, when she and Xiao Shihao saw the broken stone, they were both stunned. When they saw that there was no glow, but instead they spit out wolf smoke, they all grinned.

What kind of treasure is this? Why is there no auspicious energy, and there is no runes densely spread. Instead, it seems like dry cow dung is lit, and such large black smoke is emitted.

"Why is there no strange phenomenon? It's like wet firewood burning in a cave, and thick smoke is everywhere. This is too ugly." Xiao Shihao's face looked ugly.

In the end, the black smoke dissipated and a piece of broken iron sheet was exposed. The ugly it was, the ugly it was. The rust was almost rotten.

After careful observation, I found that this was a sword. The ornament on the handle had rotted, leaving only the sword bones, which could barely be held with my hands.

Xiao Shihao frowned and hurriedly squatted down, holding the hilt of the sword in his right hand and pulling it out hard, but it didn't move at all, which surprised him.

At this moment, a huge murderous intent swept over and rushed into his body. In an instant, he saw the scene of corpses and seas of blood, blood blew on the earth, and endless creatures were destroyed.

This breath is so terrible that it can crush a genius.

"Huh!" Xiao Shihao's eyes lit up. This was definitely the strongest treasure he had ever seen in the ruins besides the bone tower!

Others can't see anything, but Xiao Shihao already knew that this sword was so powerful, it was definitely an extraordinary item, and it must be a great killer among the relics of all saints!

"Ha! Good thing!" Xiao Shihao was about to saliva, but he thought of the curse on his head and regretful, so he had to wipe the curse on his forehead first.

"Have me up!" Xiao Shihao's body lit up, and a white light in the extreme realm appeared and all his terrifying power was applied to the sword.

With his current cultivation level, the power of a swaying one hand is hard to estimate, which is far beyond the extreme level of blood moving.

Moreover, he also had the Wanhua Runes surging, and the continuous evolution of treasure techniques protected his mind. The murderous intent that was enough to make the ancient seeds and pure blood creatures crazy was suppressed by him.
To be continued...