From the pure blood dragon clan, I started to become a human being

State capital arsenal.

Jiang Yuan refined the sixth-level multiple sword shadow Gu, consuming hundreds of long swords. He can now transform into sixty-four phantoms with real killing power and possess the attacking power of a sixth-level cultivator.

Seeing that there was no food left, the purple gold gourd staggered back to its owner's waist. In the past, the Taoist ancestor left a gourd vine in Haoran, which eventually produced seven high-grade sword-raising gourds. Those who were destined to get them would get them. Now, this purple gold gourd had been passed down all the way and was secretly given to Su Jia by Tian Wan from Zhengyang Mountain to enhance his luck. In the past, she planned to use this chess piece to tie down a sword fairy seed who had the potential to reach the fifth realm. She knew half of the marriage chart and was best at matchmaking and manipulating love.

Jiang Yuan frowned slightly. He naturally liked this sword-raising gourd, but this matter involved Daozu, and he traced it back to Tian Wan and her senior brother Zou Zi. It was almost as if the word "trap" was clearly written on it. The Yin-Yang master needed evidence to deduce, and he couldn't get the answer just by thinking hard. Refining this sword-raising gourd was equivalent to getting out of the way and letting the constables search his house.

"But it's not a problem to ask her to help me maintain the sword."

The healing was forced to end, and the young fairy woke up from meditation. Her hazy eyes suddenly became clear. She was previously besieged by three people and encountered Luo Qing'er's soul attack, which caused a loophole in the defense of the Mountain and River Map, allowing Bai Guzi's bone spear to pierce her shoulder. She needed weapons to provide sharpness when she activated the sword washing method to heal her wounds, so the arsenal in the state city naturally became the first choice.

Su Jia glanced around and found that the arsenal had been emptied. In front of him stood a handsome young man with a handsome appearance and a bright face like a jade tree, but his eyes were like a deep pool, icy and chilling, and his coarse black clothes made it even colder. He didn't look like a good person.

"Fortunately, my cultivation is ordinary and I am young. Even if my current strength is only 70% or 80%, I can easily suppress it. The mana of the Bronze Palace is useless. A controllable helper is delivered to my door. Alas, my luck is still so good."

Su Jia stood up, not forgetting to maintain her image as a righteous fairy, and said with a gentle smile: "My lord, are you interested in exploring the Bronze Palace together? Daoqing Tongmiao Zhenjun was once a protector of the country. This time he left behind a legacy, and there is almost no possibility of harming future generations. My sister is a direct descendant of Zhengyang Mountain, and I will ensure your safety."

Jiang Yuan said calmly: "There is an environment inside that requires a third-level cultivator to take action, which means that the magic power is at least greatly limited. After you go in, you might become a burden to me."

"You little brat, I'm glad I don't despise you!"

Su Jia swallowed his thoughts and chuckled, "Don't look at my weak appearance, I am actually a fifth-level warrior. I got a lot of benefits in Yunlin Blessed Land before. After entering, I can beat up the Golden Core Ancestor if I meet him."

Jiang Yuan knew what kind of person this guy was, so he said directly: "You can go with me, provided that you use this purple gold gourd to help me maintain my sword. Its quality should be very high, and it will be buried in your hands."

Su Jia was stunned at first. He didn't expect that the young man in black was a precious swordsman. Then he couldn't help but clench his fists. He didn't expect that the other party's words were so irritating.

A short black stick flew in front of him.

"Hey, the sword blade is so blunt. Is this guy a wild cultivator? No wonder he didn't see the mystery of the purple gold gourd. In this case, it seems unnecessary to knock him out afterwards. I can get a lot of merit by bringing him back to Zhengyang Mountain, so let's not fool him for now."

Su Jia pondered secretly, picked up the gourd and put the flying sword into it. A high-quality sword-raising gourd can significantly reduce the cost of using sword-grinding stones for sword practitioners. The sharp energy inside can sharpen the edge, and the effect is not bad, but it is a little slow.

"Does the young master have a master?"

Jiang Yuan shook his head and said calmly: "It doesn't matter whether it is there or not."

Su Jia's face darkened, and he couldn't help asking, "Hasn't anyone ever said that the young master deserves a beating?"

"Maybe, but they usually won't say it to your face. You seem to be the first one."

Su Jia: “…”

Okay, okay, you are young and reckless, right?

The armory was quite dark. The two men walked out of the door. At a certain moment, Jiang Yuan's shadow suddenly shook, and his real body entered the Secret Realm of Ten Thousand Beasts, and then came out and replaced with the incarnations of the Three Pure Ones. Each incarnation could connect to the secret realm.

Jiang Yi continued to make earth-level talismans, but due to lack of mana, he often worked intermittently. Now he only had two, namely the Pagoda Mountain Earth Talisman and the Thunder General Earth Talisman. Earth talismans correspond to the level of earth immortals. The Immortal Imprisonment Talisman on hand can even bind the golden elixir for a moment, making the target unable to move, and therefore it is the most difficult.

Su Jia walked to the main gate and saw from a distance a large group of elders and disciples of the Shuibo Sect who had returned. Her face changed slightly and she quickly pulled someone away. She was not strong enough to defeat so many cultivators and her magic power had been exhausted in the previous siege.

...Fuquanzhou,Qilin Mountain.

The mountain protection formation has been activated, like a bright light in the dark night. The dark bamboo forest on the mountain bursts out with endless flames, maintaining the outer defense formation.

The Grand Elder of the Jing Family and the Grand Elder of the Jiang Family rose into the air together, holding a gray spear together. This spear belonged to the ancestor of the local Unzhu, and now it has been refined and upgraded to a medium-level magic weapon. Three hundred years ago, in the battle of Lishan, it had cooperated with the mountain protection formation to seriously injure a Jindan ancestor.

High in the sky, bright red clouds are approaching.

A middle-aged man in a blood-stained robe stood high in the sky with his hands behind his back, looking indifferent. Hundreds of Blood Demon Sect monks were rubbing shoulders with each other above the clouds.

"Blood Demon, I, Qu Linshan, have never offended you."

The Grand Master of the Jing Family had a look of fear in his eyes. After all, he and his old friend were only at the Longmen Realm. Without precious treasures and magic arrays, they were definitely no match for this young man.

The Blood Demon said seriously, "People have no intention of harming tigers, but tigers are harmful to people. I don't have any grudges against Qunlinshan, but who says I can't take the initiative to attack? You two are old after all. How long can the immortal money of the three families support the formation? If you are willing to surrender, you can both become the guardians of the Blood Demon Sect's altar. I swear to heaven."

The two supreme elders looked at each other, neither of them willing to become the evil cultivators who would be hated by everyone.

"This world has always been a Confucian world. How can we allow rats like you to act so recklessly?"

"There is no point in talking any more. Let's try the power of the Gray Ancestor Bamboo Spear!"

The blood demon snorted and raised his hand to wave it down.

The mountain protection formation covering the entire Junlin Mountain collapsed in an instant.

The two supreme elders' eyes were about to burst out in anger, but three hundred blood demon phantoms fell from the sky. Their innate magic, Blood Demon Shadow, each phantom had a strong corrosiveness and could absorb blood.

When he should have been fighting off the enemy, the Grand Elder of the Jing Family suddenly turned around and saw an old man taking off the head of the family head, Jing Fanhe.

"Wen Renjie, you are simply crazy!"

The old man laughed loudly: "The situation on the front line made you two families unite, which saved me the trouble of careful planning. I am here, why don't you two guess who is killing people in the center of the magic circle."

The Jiang family's Grand Elder lamented, "Old friend, first stand up to the blood demon's rampage."

The two Dragon Gate Realm masters released their magic power together, and the Gray Ancestor Bamboo Spear, wrapped in a gray sea of ​​fire, went up against the sky, burning and killing a large number of blood shadows, and the rolling rays of light were like wolf smoke.

The Blood Demon Cult monks landed, and without the mountain protection formation, they were like tigers among a pack of wolves.

"Mortals, so many mortals!"

"Kill, kill, kill to your heart's content."

"The ancestor has treated me well!"

(End of this chapter)