After a big battle, Xiang Yang directly set up several formations, then he slowly sat down with the Ruyi stick, and even had no time to pick up the spoils.

The power of the attack was too great. Even though he had already put away most of his power in the end, a huge crack that was winding hundreds of feet still appeared on the hard stone ground in front of him. The entire mine was trembling violently. The walls on all sides were split into pieces. At the top of the cave, huge rocks fell down with a bang, and they were about to collapse.

Fortunately, there was a giant hill here, and the little guy ran around and finally stabilized the scene. But even so, most of the mine cave was still filled with rocks, leaving only dozens of feet of space next to Xiang Yang.

Xiang Yang sighed and the three Ancestral Dragon Nodes exploded at the same time. Although his strength has temporarily pushed to a new limit, this sequelae is indeed terrible.

At this time, every trace of his muscles was emitting a severe pain, as if they were being peeled off from his body by countless knives.

Every inch of meridian also emits a hundred times more painful than needle-punching. Even the internal organs seem to be burning, and the bones are being ground and crushed inch by inch.

If it were someone else, even the Barbarian Emperor, who was known for his strongness, would probably be unbearable in the face of such severe pain.

However, after several life and death disasters and nine months of hell training, Xiang Yang's patience had reached an unimaginable level, and he actually held it down, and even the muscles on his face did not tremble for a moment.

He sat cross-legged and took out a jade bottle from the clone of the Qiankun Cauldron. Before he opened it, he hesitated for a moment. He then took out the elixir and took it. Then he immersed himself in the chaotic visualization. In the sea of ​​consciousness, the branches of the Climbing Sky Tree gently swung, and cool breaths spread throughout his body, and the medicinal power of the elixir also spread at the same time.

After a while, the pain in his body gradually subsided. Xiang Yang slowly opened his eyes and stood up slowly with the Ruyi stick. Xiao Shanji kept lying on his lap and waiting. Seeing him get up, he jumped happily, pointed at the side, and shouted happily.

Looking at a dusty body in front of him, Xiang Yang praised it with his spiritual sense and took out a few beast spirit pills. When the little guy saw the snacks, his round eyes narrowed with joy, and quickly took it with his fat little hands.

Xiang Yang stood up and walked a few steps, and the bones all over his body made a slight sound. At this time, his movements were gone, but his body was still a little strange and weak.

Not only that, his stomach was also roaring, and even every inch of his skin and muscle seemed to turn into a gluttonous monster, full of hunger.

His body is too strong and requires too much energy to maintain his body. Even the Sky Tree cannot be replenished immediately, and it still takes time to condition it.

Xiang Yang glanced at the monk who was killed instantly, first took down all the Sumeru magic weapons on him, then took out a pair of ordinary magic weapons and picked them up the pile of flesh and blood beside him, and even jumped into the crack on the side to search for them, and then picked up the flying sword not far away.

After the battlefield was cleaned up, he took out a few clean spirit beasts, used flying swords as forks, stringed them up, and took out a pile of spirit woods, ignited them with Samadhi True Fire, and roasted them directly.

An hour later, the last buffalo-sized spirit beast was swept away by him, and even his bones were chewed and swallowed by him.

These are all spiritual beasts. Any one of them will be robbed of their heads when they are taken to the mountain and sea realm. For him, they just want to slap their belly.

After eating it voraciously, the feeling of hunger disappeared a little. Then he took out a whole bottle of pills and poured it directly into a bottle of top-quality Yuanling Water.

After closing his eyes and adjusting his breath for a while, Xiang Yang stood up, clenched his fists and waved it a few times. Until this time, his body's sense of weakness was relieved a lot, but to recover all of them, it is estimated that a lot of energy would be needed, at least ten more hours. However, the Ancestral Dragon Node must have made a certain degree of strength in the body. After recovery, the body should be able to make a little progress.

He took out the Shunkill and found that there were a few more cracks on it. Xiang Yang smiled bitterly. This treasure is indeed powerful. Even the Jiujie True Man can kill him with one blow. But now that, even if he repaired it a little last time, he would not be able to use it a few times. I don’t know if the three main materials can be found, it is really a pity.

It was deep underground here, and there was an abandoned mine pit. Even if there was a little movement, it would not alarm others. It has been several hours since then, and no one has come. He was not in a hurry to go out. He first put away the body of the Nine Tribulation True Man, and then lightly lit the spoils.

In this battle, he used instant killing, but he also gained a top-quality puppet material. If he could gain something else, he would be able to balance the income and expenditure.

Unfortunately, although these two masters of Nine Tribulation have a lot of wealth, they have no special gains. As for ordinary magic weapons, top-quality vital stones, etc., Xiang Yang naturally looked down on them. The ultimate biggest gain was two flying swords of peak treasures and some ordinary treasures of heaven and earth.

However, he couldn't use those two flying swords. After all, they were killed and plundered. Although others had become evil first, there was no basis and no evidence. If someone really made trouble for this, he couldn't explain it clearly. Besides, these two people should be real people under the Wanjian Pavilion. Xiang Yang, the first sect in Beishenzhou, can't afford to offend him at the moment, so naturally it's better to have less trouble than more trouble.

In addition, there is good news. In order to refine his natal flying sword, almost all the monks under the Wanjian Pavilion are proficient in the art of refining weapons. The various materials in the Sumeru magic weapon are naturally very rich. Xiang Yang took a look and found that it was enough to use it for the two old disciples to refine weapons, which saved some trouble.

There are also some small discoveries, such as a small thing that raises spiritual birds in it, with a few cloud harriers, and a few jade slips for transmission. These all confirm some of his ideas, so I won't mention them for now.

Everything was sorted out, Xiang Yang stood up and asked Xiaoshan Giant to dig out the puppet clone. The law technique is indeed powerful. This clone has indeed been completely damaged, and there is no need to repair it anymore, but there will be hidden dangers to stay here.

As for the clone, he now has materials like Jiujie Zhenren, and he can at least refine a Nine-Turn stage. However, the difficulty of refining puppets of this level is too high, and it takes too long to take. It is quite in chaos, and there is not enough time for the time being.

I cleaned the battlefield again, but I didn't miss any clues. Even the flesh and blood were cleaned up with Samadhi True Fire, and then the little guy moved the collapsed rocks away and walked out along the original main mine cave.

According to those discoveries and their own judgment, there are still many hands and feet that need to be cleaned.

Xiang Yang is not bloodthirsty, but he is definitely not a pedantic person! rw
Chapter completed!