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Chapter 220 The incomplete Yimu Holy Spear

There are many treasures in the arsenal in the sky.

Here, there are even holy weapons and even incomplete holy weapons.

But the gods have spirits and become dark on their own.

Even if you have the opportunity to step into the Sky Arsenal, what treasure you can ultimately obtain depends on whether you have this blessing.

In order to enter the Changkong Arsenal, one must either make an outstanding contribution to the Changkong clan or complete something major.

For example, becoming the Taoist species of a clan, or becoming the first Martial King of a clan.

Now that Fang Yang has become King Shiwu, he has such an opportunity to step into the Changkong Arsenal.

"Fang Yang, I didn't expect that you would become the only Shi Wuhou."

Chen Kui's eyes were complicated: "Remember not to lose your mind at the sight of advantage. Even if the Great Sage's weapon is in front of you, you can't be brave and go in."

After a few words of warning, she stood where she was and watched Fang Yang step forward into the clouds ahead.

After the clouds, there is the small world of Dongtian where the Changkong Arsenal is located.

There was an old saint sitting in the Changkong Arsenal, so Chen Kui did not follow Fang Yang in.

At this moment, seeing Fang Yang disappear, Chen Kui sighed for no reason: "Oh, could it be that I did something wrong back then?"

On the eve of the awakening ceremony, it was she who stopped her sister Chen Ying from giving [Fire Eagle Essence] to Fang Yang.

It can only be said that there was indeed something extraordinary about Fang Yang back then, but Chen Kui was not optimistic about the relationship between Fang Yang and Chen Ying.

Because of the deeds of Fang Nian and Qing Rushang.

But now, Chen Kui feels a little regretful.

She didn't regret that she was blind, she regretted that she let her sister fall deeper and deeper into the situation!
When she thought of her sister's increasingly thin pretty face, her heart ached.

But fortunately, after this, the younger sister rushes to Changsheng Taoist Palace and Fang Yang rushes to Yulei Holy Court. The two of them will be like kite strings running in opposite directions, drifting apart.

She believes that everything will be diluted by the power of time.

"It can't be possible. The younger generation of Changsheng Taoist House are all not as good as Fang Yang, right?" Chen Kui took a deep breath and regained his energy.

……

Sky Arsenal.

The sky is blue, with various colors of light flickering.

On the earth, there are all kinds of strange roars and chants, such as the roars of tigers and lions, or the chants of sparrows and eagles.

While the pieces of treasure land were blooming with dazzling light, they also revealed various sharp auras, which made Fang Yang stop in his tracks.

"Little guy, don't be anxious. Close your eyes quietly, feel the energy, and make your choice."

An old voice came from the sky, blowing like a breeze, telling Fang Yang the secret.

In fact, Fang Yang had already obtained such a know-how from Sen Hui when he arrived. But now after hearing it again, Fang Yang stopped walking randomly.

He recalled the fortune-telling tips: If you enter the Changkong Arsenal and expand Qinglei, you will get a sixth-level opportunity, which is auspicious.

Without much hesitation, he waved the sleeves of his Taoist robe, and the green thunder talisman suddenly appeared. Immediately, he urged the true energy to the green thunder talisman.

"Crackling..."

The green thunder talisman flew out of his hand and floated into the void. While making a thunderous sound, it also spread rapidly and turned into a thunderous green bamboo.

As soon as the treasure light appeared, there was a sound of breaking tide in the distance, followed by the green thunder talisman.

The green bamboo transformed from the green thunder talisman floats to the southeast on its own, and in the process, its thunder and lightning become more and more abundant. It is no longer a thunder green bamboo, but a thunder bamboo forest!
"what?"

Vaguely, Fang Yang seemed to hear a sound of surprise. He had some guesses that it was probably the old saint who managed the treasure house who was surprised by this.

Thunder roared and blue thunder bursts.

Soon, Fang Yang came to a place that looked like an ocean of bamboo forest. Right now, this land of bamboo forests is shrinking rapidly and condensing like crazy.

[Yimu Holy Spear]

A broken spear floated in front of Fang Yang.

This is an offensive holy weapon. The entire body is green and looks like it is made of Yi wood. Although the shaft is full of scars and gaps, it is surprisingly solid.

A holy instrument, even if it is incomplete, is extremely precious.

Crash... Under Fang Yang's gaze, the green thunder talisman poured into the Yimu Holy Spear like water, partially perfecting the tip of the Yimu Holy Spear.

Fang Yang understood clearly that the current Yimu Holy Spear had inherited the function of the Green Thunder Talisman.

"Little guy, your name is Fang Yang, right?"

The old voice came again:
"Fang Yang, the holy weapon in your hand is called the Yimu Holy Spear. It was once a seventh-level holy weapon that drank the blood of demons."

"Its owner's name is Lin Muting, and he is honored as General Yimu. I hope you will remember it."

"Because God General Yimu held it and killed three demon saints from the same realm in succession before he fell."

"It's just that because it suffered an extremely brutal battle, its rank gradually declined. Now, it can only maintain the dignity of a sixth-level holy weapon."

"In another hundred years or so, it will become a mortal artifact. Just in time, you are here."

"Haha, the young great sage really should have a holy weapon as his trump card."

At this point, the old saint sighed with emotion: "Take it."

Hearing this, Fang Yang nodded in agreement.

His face was calm, but in fact, there was a turmoil in his heart.

Holy weapon!

A holy vessel!
How exaggerated is it that he was able to obtain a holy weapon in this treasure house?

Although, this holy weapon has gradually declined in rank due to years of fighting, and there is even a faint tendency to fall out of the rank of the holy weapon.

But no matter what, this is also a holy weapon. As long as he roughly resolves the mystery within a hundred years, he will obtain a sixth-level holy weapon, or even a seventh-level holy weapon!
If Yuxuan, Qingkong, Chen Kui and other new saints learn about his fate, they will be so envious that they will be beyond recognition!

"Om..."

Just when Fang Yang's big hand touched the broken Yimu Holy Spear, a Yimu Divine Thunder actually appeared around the Yimu Holy Spear.

Yimu Divine Thunder is one of the five elements of divine thunder. It is so powerful that it can obliterate the body of a saint and turn him into ashes.

But strangely, the Yimu Divine Thunder at the moment restrained itself extremely docilely, warming Fang Yang's body little by little.

Like a swallow returning to its nest, like a fish entering the sea.

Yimu Holy Spear quickly formed a connection with Fang Yang, and with the help of Changkong Treasure House, Fang Yang was able to refine it instantly!
Like a ball of water, it quickly penetrated into Fang Yang's empty orifice True Essence Sea, and arrogantly squeezed out the Carp Eagle Divine Feather, occupying the center of the True Essence Sea.

At this moment, Fang Yang closed his eyes and felt the Yimu Holy Spear more deeply. What followed was a stream of information flowing into his heart.

"...The Holy Spear of Yimu was originally a seventh-level holy weapon, but now it is a sixth-level holy weapon. It is in urgent need of repairs. Otherwise, it will be reduced to a common weapon in a hundred years."

"...The way to repair and make amends is to transform the green thunder talisman inside it into a green thunder talisman tree!"

"... Inside the Yimu Holy Spear, there is the vast power of Yimu Thunder. It can be called the full blow of a sixth-level thunder saint. It can only be used once every ten years..."

Fang Yang raised his eyebrows slightly, slightly surprised.

Because in his understanding, the activation of the holy weapon requires the swallowing of immortal energy. But right now, his Yimu Holy Spear doesn't need to be like this!
Perhaps, this is the compensation after the Yimu Holy Spear was broken.

After a while, he opened his eyes and breathed out a breath.

But he suddenly thought of an interesting point:
The original owner of this Yimu Holy Spear is Lin Muting, the ancestor surnamed Lin.

However, he had some troubles with Lin Shenghuang. If Lin Shenghuang continues to target him, is this a different kind of deceiving the master and destroying the ancestor?
(End of this chapter)