The strongest starting system

Chapter 803

Inside the formation seal, in front of a stone statue.

With gray hair and haggard face, a glimmer of hope surged again in the gray eyes of the dying blood fiend madman.

Back then, he was greedy for Mo Qiankun's things, so he slipped into this cave, but unexpectedly he was hit by a formation and couldn't escape.

Trapped for 20 years, he was almost desperate.

Now at last there is a glimmer of hope.

So he quickly threw out his chips, hoping to escape from death.

Outside the formation, Zhao Wushuang responded.

"Well, senior, I can't hear clearly, can you say it again?"

The Xuesha madman gritted his teeth, suppressed the rage in his heart, and continued:
"I said, can you save me?"

"Ah? Your dad...is he still thirsty if he has wine?"

"I said, you rescued me, and I thank you with a lot of money!"

"What? You...go forward bravely?"

"------"

The bloody maniac was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

If it was put in the past, he would kill the opponent without hesitation.

But now that he is in prison, he has to be patient because he needs others.

"Little friend outside, you... You rescued this old man, and this old man must thank you very much!"

he shouted with all his might.

"Oh."

There was finally a reply from outside.

The blood fiend madman was overjoyed.

It looks like he's saved.

"I'll kill you, and then break the formation. Aren't all the things you have, the blood madman, mine?"

Zhao Wushuang smiled slightly and said.

The madman's expression froze.

The man outside was not deaf, he knew his identity at all.

Zhao Wushuang pressed his palm into the formation, outputting spiritual power, and the light of the formation was overwhelmed in an instant, and the five-foot starlight shone again.

In the inner cave, the chains that had become loose and loose were tightened instantly, hoisting the whole blood madman up.

The dying blood madman couldn't stand such a tug, his whole body was in pain as if he was falling apart.

"Ah!! Beast, don't let the old man come out, otherwise the old man will definitely chop you into pieces!"

The blood fiend madman howled in pain.

Outside, Gu Ran pouted in disdain.

He also put his other hand up, activating the attack system of the formation.

Above the gate of light, a white ball of spiritual power slowly condensed.

Seeing this, the Xuesha madman showed panic in his eyes.

He could feel the power contained in the ball above the light gate.

"No, don't kill me, as long as you don't kill me, let me do anything!"

The blood fiend madman shouted hastily.

But it was too late, the ball of spiritual power exploded, and the compressed spiritual power shot out as a beam of light, piercing through the blood madman's body, dividing him into two halves from top to bottom.

A generation of madmen fell away.

Zhao Wushuang had memorized the routines of the formation by heart, so he temporarily closed the formation, allowing half an hour to enter the inner cave.

The area of ​​the inner hole is quite large, and various things are placed there.

There are some characters engraved on the wall, which should be the Qiankun swordsmanship created by Mo Qiankun himself.

This Supreme Elder of the Holy Land of All Poisons, named Mo Qiankun, is also quite a mysterious figure.It was under his leadership that the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Poisons entered its heyday and was once ranked among the top three.

It's just that with the fall of Mo Qiankun and the fear that people can't retreat, the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Poisons has gradually become the last among the eight holy places.

According to the system's judgment, "The Sword of the Universe" has reached the seventh rank, which can be regarded as a very powerful martial art.

As the Supreme Elder of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Poisons, Mo Qiankun not only has unfathomable strength, but is also scheming.

That formation is probably the means by which he stayed. A dark demon entered this place before, triggered the formation, and was trapped to death here.

Afterwards, another blood-fiend lunatic came looking for traces, unable to get out of the cave for 20 years, and was finally strangled by the formation.

In addition to the "Qiankun Swordsmanship" of the seventh grade and other ranks, there are also a few bottles of scattered pills and a space ring, which should be the relics left by Mo Qiankun.

The three bones represent the three stages of legend. No matter how dark the devil and the blood madman are, they are also strong in the realm of martial saints, and Mo Qiankun's strength has reached the third-rank realm of martial saints.

Therefore, Zhao Wushuang still gave them a decent way to die, directly throwing the whole body into the bottom of the cliff, so that they could die with the whole body.

In addition to Mo Qiankun's relics, he also collected all the belongings of the Dark Demon and the Blood Fiend. The richness of this trip has exceeded his imagination.

He collected more than a dozen third-grade pills, and even eight bottles of sixth-grade pills.

Fortunately, the blood madman was chained, so those pills could be preserved.

Among them, he even found a bottle of Linghe water in a transparent jade bottle, the quality of which may have reached the ninth rank!

It's just that with his current strength, he still can't break the seal on the jade bottle.

The stingy Bala's system has never given him the top medicine, and this bottle of Linghe water is a very good reward.

In addition, there are still things left on the bodies of the two demons, and in the arms of the blood fiend madman, there is even a copy of the "Seven Demonic Sutras".

According to the system's judgment, the level of this magic scripture is the eighth grade, which is actually one level higher than the "Sword of the Universe".

Zhao Wushuang didn't know how the magic skills were divided into levels, but the things that the blood madman valued to carry with him must not be bad.

After finishing these, he simply sat down on the spot, put those fifth and sixth grade pills into his mouth as idle food, and quietly absorbed the pure medicinal power in them.

If outsiders saw this scene, they might even have the desire to kill Zhao Wushuang.

If they can get a fifth-grade or sixth-grade elixir, they should cherish it even more, and it is not too much to put it on the table for offering.

But Zhao Wushuang was lucky and took the pill as a sugar pill.

Now that the system has given clear prompts, he no longer needs to worry about getting lost.

Right now it is the cusp of the storm, he can stay here for a few more days, as long as he can get the Dou Yun and the space talisman, everything will not be a problem.

For three days, he practiced at the bottom of the cliff for three full days before refining the medicine he got.

This process needs to be carried out by himself. After all, the system is only an aid, and the most important thing is to lay a solid foundation for his body.

Then, he cast his eyes on that formation, the key to the clear path pointed out by the system lies in this formation.

People who play with formations are called formation masters. They are as famous as pharmacists and rune masters. They are the three special professions on this continent.

Where is it special?That is, it has high strength, great effect, and is relatively rare.

Needless to say, alchemists, all the elixirs on the mainland are made by them. If a sect or aristocratic family has a powerful alchemist as an assistant, it will have a great advantage in resource supply and strength improvement.

(End of this chapter)