After my death, I became the white moonlight of the whole cultivation world

Chapter 211 His Heart Treasure

magic weapon?

Yun Weixian raised his eyebrows, not hiding his curiosity at all, as if showing a bit of greed.

"Take a look."

Seeing that she was greedy, she was hooked, Yue Ming couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, with one hand behind his back, the other hand stretched out from the purple mist, holding an enamel treasure box.

"This magic weapon is called the Heaven Swallowing Box. As the name suggests, except for things that are still alive and breathing, it can swallow any other objects in the world. It's like this forest or that mountain over there. Because it is high enough, it is no problem to swallow a city."

Of course, what he didn't say is that the most important thing is to use it to swallow some other useful things, such as the dead snake on the ground, or the magic weapon held by others.

So as soon as he finished speaking, he directly pressed the mechanism of the treasure box, and in an instant, the treasure box swallowed everything he wanted to swallow.

By the way, a huge wave of spiritual power burst out, shaking the talisman array on the ground through any gaps that could be exploited.

Become!

A flash of light flashed in Yueming's eyes, he was about to put away the treasure box, when he pulled out something with his other hand, he felt his hand was empty, the treasure box that had already recognized the owner was actually thrown away, Passed through the enchantment of the magic circle and fell into Yun Weixian's hands.

"return!"

While roaring loudly, he pulled out a big sword glowing with purple light from behind, and slashed towards the gap that was about to recover with all his strength.

Although the treasure box turned a deaf ear to his call, his chop really destroyed one-third of Yun Weixian's magic circle, revealing a rather big hole.

Yueming also knew that he still needed people from Xuanyang Villa at this time, so he also arrested the two Yuanying elders and escaped from the magic circle together.

Yun Weixian was not in a hurry to make a move, but concentrated on infiltrating into the treasure box first, erasing the previous traces of identifying the owner, re-imprinting a few marks to seal it, and then casually threw it into the gourd.

This touch, Yueming, as the original owner of the magic weapon, naturally felt it.

He raised his head to look at Yun Weixian, rushed up angrily, and immediately threw the two of them out casually, then took up the big sword.

The next moment he raised the sword, several blue veins burst out on his forehead, and the back of his hand seemed to be pierced by something, and his whole body swelled up slightly.

"?" What is he going to do?
Fortunately, Yun Weixian had already expected that he must have hidden some unused tricks. Although he didn't know how to guard against it, he never intended to underestimate him.

From the beginning of the battle, he has maintained a high degree of concentration.

No matter what came at this time, several talismans were drawn at the same time and hit around him.

At the same time that the extremely high defense barrier was established, Yueming in the distance also made the next move——

Yun Weixian opened his eyes slightly, watching him swallow the big sword bit by bit.

Every time he swallowed a little bit, some changes would occur in his body, and the monster power and spiritual power all over his body rushed to each other, and the talismans that threw her down to test were instantly scattered.

It seems that this swallowing box is really his treasure, otherwise he would not have planned to run away first, but now he lost the box, but it was a posture that he planned to die with her.

And in such a comparison, the monks in the cultivation world really degenerated a lot.

But yes, even if they only cultivated to the Nascent Soul Realm, the time and energy spent by demon cultivators was several times or even dozens of times that of ordinary monks.

Every magic weapon is hard to come by.

"Hmm..." Yun Weixian slightly suppressed the feeling of guilt in his heart, only thinking about how many monks and mortals he had swallowed to get to where he is today. of blood.

Then, start preparing for the real attack.

(End of this chapter)