infinite dream system

Chapter 377 Golden Armored God
"very good!"

Sensing the aura emanating from this small arrow, Ye Ling's brows twitched violently: "The 'Ten Desolate God Arrow', which no one in the Yin Corpse Sect has been able to refine for a hundred years, was unexpectedly taken by me by chance. Coincidentally, I got the complete essence of the Immortal King Dzogchen monk and refined it out!
With this thing, such a chance and good luck, it is easy to kill the kid surnamed Ye!Zhaojun, do you think that you can escape from my grasp if you cultivate the golden elixir magic weapon?

You have no idea what I have in my hands!As long as you don't die this time, you will still be my plaything after you return to the Infernal Corpse Sect!How I want to play with you, how to play with you! "

After talking to himself very coldly, Ye Lingyi stretched out his hand, and put the 'Ten Desolate Underworld Arrow', which exudes a more terrifying aura than the top-rank magic weapon of Dao rank, into the treasure bag.

Immediately, Ye Ling swallowed several pills that seemed to restore immortal essence and blood essence. After adjusting his breath for a while, he stretched out his hand and inspired one of the two golden magic weapons he got in the hall.

I saw that after the golden magic weapon was excited, it emitted circles of golden crystal light. First, a circle of spiral crystal light was formed in front of the golden magic weapon.

However, as Ye Ling's eyes flickered, this circle of crystal light formed an oval golden crystal-like mask outside his body.

It seems that one of the two magic weapons he obtained is actually a magic weapon of aura that integrates offense and defense!
The top-grade defensive magic weapon of the Dao rank can already withstand the impact of the golden core magic weapon body of the fairy king monk, which is comparable to the golden elixir magic weapon Xiaguang of the ordinary monk perfect monk!

It seems that these five golden magic weapons do have their own uniqueness, and at this moment, I don't know what kind of characteristics the other golden magic weapon in Ye Ling's hands has.

After Ye Ling activated the golden magic weapon, his figure moved towards the passageway filled with yellow air behind him.

After about a stick of incense, Ye Ling, who was wrapped in a golden aura shield all over his body, swept out of this winding passage.

Outside this passage, there is a hillside covered with golden grass. Each golden grass is only two inches long, but each blade of grass is like a small sword, exuding a strong aura of gold and iron.

"Golden Sword Grass!"

Seeing these golden grasses, Ye Ling's face immediately showed a look of shock, and his hands moved slightly, as if he wanted to take away all the golden grasses on this hillside.

This kind of Golden Sword Grass, like Iron Banana Wood, can absorb some rare fine gold from the ground veins and grow to a certain age. Not to mention it can be used to refine unique fine gold, it can also be used to refine magic tools.

Like these golden sword grasses now, the aura of gold and iron is so strong, I am afraid that every plant can be used to directly refine magical weapons above the half-spiritual rank.

With so many Golden Sword Grass, if they are smelted together, a large amount of Golden Sword Grass fine gold can also be extracted.

But after his eyes flickered for a while, Ye Ling resisted the urge to collect these golden sword grasses, and turned his head to look back.

Although these golden sword grasses are useful, if they are collected, some restrictions may be triggered. Now that Ye Ling has harvested a lot, he doesn't want to take any more risks.

He himself is not good at fine gold refining techniques, and there are few refiners in the female fairyland, even if he gets good fine gold, he may not be able to refine magic weapons above middle-grade dao rank.

And with his current strength, magic weapons below the mid-level Dao rank are useless at all, and can only be used to reward his disciples.

But as soon as he turned his head and looked back, Ye Ling's face couldn't help but changed dramatically again, the shock in his eyes turned into a hint of horror.

Behind it, there is a huge black giant mountain, and the top of the mountain exudes an astonishing black gas flame, and the word "seal the demon" is condensed on the top of the huge mountain.

Not to mention how restrictive these strands of black gaseous flames, which are as thick as dozens of buckets, are, it is such power that even a Dzogchen monk like the Immortal King like him feels very small in his heart.

Based on his knowledge, it is not difficult to imagine that even the monks who benefited from this small celestial realm at the beginning, after seeing all the powers and influences in this small celestial realm, would not dare to think of becoming an enemy of the owner of the ruins in this life.

Seeing such power, Ye Ling didn't have a small celestial map on him, so he simply gave up the idea of ​​collecting golden sword grass, and carefully swept down the hillside.

After skimming this hillside, there is a large ruin of a palace in front of it. There are countless collapsed statues inside, all of which look like various spirit birds and strange beasts.

"Ok?"

After walking through the ruins of this palace for a while, Ye Ling's eyes flashed suddenly and he stopped.

In just a few breaths, a black-robed monk suddenly emerged from the ruins in front of him.

"Uncle Ye Master?!"

Seeing Ye Ling, the black-robed monk's first reaction was to be startled, but when he saw Ye Ling clearly, the thin monk who looked about 40 years old immediately showed a trace of surprise and awe on his face He walked up to him quickly, and saluted very respectfully.

In Ye Ling's eyes, an imperceptible look of joy also immediately flashed, but his face remained calm, and he said in a low voice: "Mian Li, what you practice is Ghost Mysterious Qi Art, you should be Ma Hongyun's disciple?"

"Master's uncle has good eyesight. Disciple Hai Taicang is the third disciple of Master Ma." The black-robed monk immediately nodded in response without daring to neglect.

"Very good, Ma Hongjun seems to have taught you well." Ye Ling said this lightly, looking at the black-robed Infernal Corpse Sect monk, "Did you draw a map of the route you came all the way? Have you recorded it clearly?"

Hearing Ye Ling's praise, the black-robed Infernal Corpse Sect cultivator was immediately overjoyed.

One must know that an ordinary inner sect monk of the Yin Corpse Sect who has only reached the Golden Immortal Stage at his age is usually not even qualified to speak to someone of Ye Ling's status.

If you can leave a good impression on a person with such a high status as Ye Ling, and just casually take care of him, there may be unexpected benefits.

"The disciples strictly follow the instructions when they entered, so the route along the way has been clearly drawn."

With surprise flashing in his eyes, this Infernal Corpse Sect cultivator immediately took out a roll of silk from the treasure bag with great interest, and handed it to Ye Ling.

"Very good, is it Hai Taicang? I remember it." Ye Ling unrolled the silk, glanced at it, and then put it away.

After saying this sentence, Ye Ling didn't have any nonsense at all, and immediately turned into a pale white light, disappearing from the sight of this Yin Corpse Sect cultivator.

This Yin Corpse Sect cultivator didn't dare to stand up straight until after Ye Ling disappeared, half a stick of incense had passed.

After standing still and thinking for a while, the Yin Corpse Sect cultivator didn't seem to dare to go any further, and returned along the same path.

………………

In a vast valley covered with countless cyan sword-like runes, a red light flew in front of it.

In the red light, there is a blood-red bunny. What is extremely strange is that there are a few purple-brown leaves on top of its head, exuding a dense aura.

In the eyes of this blood-red little rabbit, there was a look of extreme panic.

But behind this blood-red little rabbit, there are countless tumbling yellow air, faintly forming the shape of a golden armored god, chasing the blood-red little rabbit with strides.

From almost all the runes in the valley, streaks of cyan sword energy flowed out, continuously gathering together to form cyan sword wheels each ten feet in size, and kept moving towards the golden armored god who was surging with yellow energy. Kill the past.

But every time a huge cyan sword wheel slashed to the side of the Golden Armored God, a hill-like yellow brilliance fell from the air, shaking the cyan sword wheel to pieces.

The might of this golden-armored celestial god with a height of more than thirty feet can be described as earth-shattering.

Ye Lingyi appeared on a hilltop at the edge of the valley, and immediately saw this scene.

"Already have spiritual blood Poria?!"

Seeing the extremely strange blood-red bunny flying in front of him, Ye Ling's eyes suddenly flashed with a fiery light!
"This thing can greatly nourish the essence and blood, affect the golden core magic weapon, and even improve the lifespan of the perfect monk of the fairy king! No wonder the ancestor Xuanyuan would go all out to touch the prohibition of this valley, forcefully move forward, and make such a big Momentum!

This thing is also of great use to the ancestor of the blood spirit!As long as you take this thing, it will be easier to get Zhaojun into your pocket at that time!

Patriarch Xuanyuan, you are known as the strongest among the immortal kings and consummated monks among the coastal cities of the female fairyland. Next, can it still withstand my Ten Desolate Underworld Arrow! "

Ye Ling didn't stop at all, wrapped in a golden crystal light mask, flew towards the red light in front of him.At the same time, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he aroused the small white arrow that was already held in his hand, like an ancient dark beast!

As soon as the small white arrow flew out of Ye Ling's hand, endless white flames immediately rose from the arrow, forming a desolate god wearing a bone crown, holding a bone spear, and the lower body is directly a bone lotus stand!

This Desolate Ancient Underworld God is only about two feet tall, but an extremely terrifying aura emanates from this Desolate Ancient Underworld God.

At the same time, Ye Ling flipped his right hand and directly sacrificed his pale golden alchemy.

boom!
At the same time that the white arrow turned into the desolate ancient underworld god blasted towards Patriarch Xuanyuan, countless rays of light shot out from the pale golden elixir, which also drove his body, and he was desperately fleeing towards the side in front of Patriarch Xuanyuan The blood-red little rabbit rushed away.

squeak!
Such a violent aura suddenly gushed out in front of him, and the blood-red little rabbit seemed to know that he would not be able to escape, so he let out a strange cry of despair.

"Ye Ling! It's you! How dare you attack me!"

At the same time, the thunderous roar of Patriarch Xuanyuan came out of the tumbling yellow air that had condensed into a huge golden armored god.

The sky above Ye Ling's head suddenly turned yellow.Countless strands of yellow vitality suddenly formed a giant yellow mountain above Ye Ling's head.

On the huge yellow mountain, there are two large characters of "Five Prisons" in ancient style, exuding a terrifying aura, like a meteorite, it was ruthlessly suppressed towards Ye Ling.

Boom boom boom!

The sonic boom in circles of air spread in all directions.

boom!
At this time, the Desolate Ancient Underworld God transformed from Ten Desolate Underworld God's Arrow had already hit the golden armored God of Heaven transformed from the yellow energy outside Patriarch Xuanyuan's body.

Just a collision, the golden armored god seemed to be weathered, all the yellow energy was blown back by the unparalleled power, and the figure of Xuanyuan Patriarch who was extremely angry appeared.

hum!
At the moment when the golden-armored celestial god collapsed, a ball of white light blasted from the front of Xuanyuan Patriarch, it was a magic weapon like a white lotus platform.

Ka!

The white lotus platform also fell apart immediately.

At the same time, from the top of Patriarch Xuanyuan's head, a khaki golden elixir rose up, which was more than twice the size of the golden elixir of Zhaojun and others. The shape of Five Fingers Mountain.

Click!
When it collided with the Huanggu Mingshen who rushed in, the moment the rays of light on the golden alchemy magic weapon all shattered, the Huanggu Mingshen also burst open.

However, at the core of Huanggu Mingshen, a thin white flame flashed, as if it had penetrated into the golden alchemy treasure of Xuanyuan Patriarch.

(End of this chapter)