Brother Zhetian Yang

Chapter 89 The Divine Whip

Soon, Yang Xingchen saw two huge stones looming in the desert in the distance.

They moved quickly towards Yang Xingchen along with the sand.

"It's those two huge pieces of black metal!"

Each piece of metal is five or six meters long, and is completely black with a dull luster. It exudes a cold air. Before Yang Xingchen got close to it, he felt a chilly air.

This huge black metal block is full of pits and has fingerprints and palm prints on it in many places.

The sand that was brought together was different from the golden sand. It was as red as blood and exuded a cold aura.

This sand seems to be dyed red by the blood of the Dark Supreme. After hundreds of thousands of years have passed, it has long lost the divinity of the Supreme Blood.

These two black metal blocks are fragments of the Dark Supreme's weapons, which were knocked down here by Emperor Hengyu.

Rumble.

When these two large black bricks were put into the Lihuo Furnace, the entire golden desert shook, the void roared, and the entire scene changed.

This piece of golden desert shattered like glass, and all the desert disappeared.

Yang Xingchen controlled the Lihuo Divine Furnace, shook it slightly, and spat out the sand inside, forming an extremely huge sand peak.

He entered the Lihuo Divine Furnace and looked at the two huge black metal blocks carefully.

He knocked hard and made a sound like a yellow bell. He didn't move a muscle and didn't leave any fingerprints.

This material is indeed hard enough. The Dark Supreme's imperial weapon fragment material is definitely the top weapon refining material.

Looking at the black color on it, Yang Xingchen initially suspected that it was black gold with dragon patterns, but after careful observation, he found no dragon mark on it.

What exactly is the material? And it's a material that can be used to refine Yakuza weapons?

Yang Xingchen couldn't tell. One thing he was sure of was that this material was very precious. These materials would definitely not be enough to refine the ultimate weapon, but it would definitely be more than enough to refine it into a holy weapon.

Yang Xingchen temporarily placed the two black metal blocks in the Lihuo Divine Furnace. He wanted to use the flames in the Lihuo Divine Furnace to remove the cold air from the black metal blocks.

This black metal block clearly left some terrifying lines, which is why this desert was formed.

Yang Xingchen looked at the oasis in the distance and flew towards the depths of the desert.

He remembered that there was a magic whip there.

He searched here for a full week before he found a dilapidated building.

It was a very small Taoist temple, with a few stone houses, very old, and most of them had been submerged in the sand.

Yang Xingchen waved his hand and blew away the golden gravel.

He stepped into this small Taoist temple and soon saw the legendary Zhongdingwen, which is an ancient Chinese character from the pre-Qin Dynasty.

He read these ancient pre-Qin characters and didn't understand them. Then he imprinted them casually and stored them in his mind.

It must be something left by the Qi refiners of the pre-Qin Dynasty, but it's a pity that he can't understand it.

Yang Xingchen remembered to hit the magic whip, it seemed that it was in the place where Zhong Dingwen was.

He punched lightly, and the entire Taoist temple exploded and turned into flying ash.

With a clang, a dull metal box fell to the ground.

Yang Xingchen was overjoyed, it turned out to be the legendary whip.

The metal box is made of bronze, about three feet long and three inches wide, and fits perfectly.

When I picked it up, the box was heavy and cool, and it seemed to have a weak divine power.

With a click, Yang Xingchen opened the lid.

A simple wooden whip appeared inside, with simple Tao patterns on it, which was very mysterious.

Even if Yang Xingchen opens his eyes, he can't imprint them all.

The three-foot-long whip has more than twenty joints, and each section has complex patterns.

Although it was made of wood, it was heavier than metal and gave it a mysterious aura. It is said to be more like a wooden whip than an iron sword, an iron sword without an open edge.

Yang Xingchen knew that the Divine Whip was designed to attack spiritual consciousness and could be said to be a sinister magic weapon.

It looks unpretentious and plain, and when waved gently, it feels heavy and powerful, almost like a stick.

He exuded a ray of spiritual thought and gently touched the divine whip. Sure enough, a heart-piercing pain came through, which was very uncomfortable.

Now that I have obtained the magic whip, I can leave here and rush to the Southern Territory.

Yang Xingchen quickly flew out of the desert. Without the influence of the two big black iron blocks, it was easy to fly out of the desert.

He looked at the oasis in the distance and suddenly thought of Xu Tianxiong who attacked the Taixuanmen mining area.

He has a grandson who seems to do all kinds of evil in this area.

He quickly captured a few bandits and quickly found their base camp through soul searching.

Then he found the location of Xu Tianxiong's grandson from the minds of those little bandit leaders.

He killed these bandits casually and flew towards the village.

At this time, many people in the village were changing glasses, lighting bonfires, and living a very free and unrestrained life.

There was also a group of beautiful girls dancing gracefully. These girls turned out to be female cultivators, captured from who knows where.

Yang Xingchen changed his appearance. Yes, there must be some secret skills when walking outside, but they are not as magical as the secret skills of changing the world and changing the world in the Yuan Tian Book.

He easily killed several minions guarding the door, changed his appearance and walked in.

"What a brave dog, someone actually sneaked into our place!"

"Whoever killed our guard is really reckless!"

Someone suddenly yelled, alerting the robber who was drinking.

Yang Xingchen took a look and found that this person was also a master of Yiming Siji Secret Realm, but judging from the aura on his body, it was obvious that he was also a miscellaneous fish level master.

Yang Xingchen remembered that that kind of miscellaneous fish couldn't even beat Ye Fan from the third level of Dao Palace.

Yang Xingchen looked at a feminine man. This man was so grand.

He has two practitioners from the secret realm of the Taoist Palace as bearers, and more than a dozen experts guarding the four sides.

The feminine man was lying on a soft chair, and there were four young girls waiting on him. It was obvious that his life was very comfortable.

This person is Xu Yuan, the young grandson of Xu Tianxiong.

Xu Yuan's brother Xu Heng is the number one master among the descendants of the Thirteen Bandits, and he can firmly hold Wu Zhongtian down.

And his grandfather Xu Tianxiong was the third most powerful bandit in the Northern Territory, ranking above the Qingjiao King. Xu Tianxiong once teamed up to attack the Taixuanmen mining area.

Yang Xingchen was too lazy to pretend and opened his mouth to spit out the Lihuo Divine Furnace.

Away from the Vulcan Furnace, the crystal light shone, and the inch-sized furnace instantly became a hundred meters high, with flames reaching into the sky.

Rumble.

A sound like a roaring mountain and a tsunami came out, making people's ears buzz.

The lid of the Li Vulcan Furnace moved, and a blazing flame emitted.

The entire village was set on fire, the green hills were instantly burned dry and scorched, and the waterfalls turned into steam.

This terrifying flame caused the flesh and blood of each of the robbers to dry up and burn directly.

Regardless of whether he is a miscellaneous fish in the Lunhai Secret Realm, a master in the Dao Palace Secret Realm, or a master in the Four Extremes Secret Realm, they all burned up and turned into pyromen.

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