Cult of the Sacred Runes

"But, I want to remind you that this black **** warfare has only such a strong ability to increase in the hands of the black **** predecessors. In the hands of others... this black **** warfare has only increased by at most one Fighting power!"

"Before you, there are also many people who have chosen this black warrior suit, but the black **** warfare has only increased the combat power by a maximum of 10%. Many people even have no increase in combat effectiveness!"

"Now, do you still insist on choosing this black **** suit?" The stone carving looked straight at Ye Wei, and asked quietly.

Ye Wei is silent, the black **** warfare is very great, it is very against the sky, but only in the hands of the black **** predecessors, this black **** warfare is so amazing, in the hands of others, this black **** war suit even increased by 10%. There is no ability to fight...

Ye Wei knows that stone carving is also good for himself. A person can only choose one weapon of his life for a lifetime. Once he chooses the weapon of the life, he can no longer change it.

Ye Wei looked at the black gods suit on the strip that was shining brightly, watching the only weapon that was made from the treasure, and it was silent for a long time!

"I want this black **** warrior!" Ye Wei took a long breath, and the hesitant eyes suddenly became firm. He reached out and took up the dusty black **** suit on the strip.

"Are you sure?" The stone sculpture frowned, and some looked at Ye Wei incomprehensibly. I already said it very clearly. How can this young man insist on choosing a life weapon that is useless?

"determine!"

Ye Wei smiled and walked out of the treasure house with this set of black gods covered with dust.

Outside the treasure house, the vice-president of Bailu Shengyuan is waiting for Ye Wei.

"Little brother, have you chosen the right weapon for yourself? If you have not chosen the right one, I will invite the gods in the name of the Holy Court to refine a weapon for you." Ye Wei, asked with a smile.

"No. I have found a weapon for myself."

"Oh? Which senior weapon did you choose to leave?" The deputy director asked with some curiosity.

"He chose the black **** warrior left by the black **** predecessors!" Ye Wei did not speak, followed the stone sculpture behind Ye Wei, and snorted. There are incomprehensible doubts in the hard voice.

"what!"

The sound of the sound, the vice-president of the slightest glimpse. Some incredulously look at Ye Wei, "You chose the Black God Warrior?", as the vice-president of the White Deer's Court, he naturally heard of the ‘famous name’ of the Black God Warrior!

"Ok!"

Ye Wei nodded and took out the set of black gods covered with dust.

"Confused, you, how can you choose the black **** battle suit? Shiqi, you did not tell the origin of the little brother Black God battle suit?" The vice-president saw Ye Wei nod. The face suddenly became very ugly, and immediately looked at the stone sculpture behind Ye Wei, and asked coldly.

"I said everything that I said!" Stone carving stone seven said slightly, but he said very clearly, but this human race youth still insisted on choosing the black **** battle suit.

"Zi Xiaoxiao brother, a person can only choose one weapon of his life for a lifetime. This can't be played. This black **** suit is useless. You haven't refining it yet? Then choose one!"

The vice-president looked at Ye Wei and looked eager. There is a taste in the tone that hates iron and does not become steel.

"The vice-president, no need to worry, I have already decided. I want this black **** battle suit!" Ye Wei looked at the black **** suit in his hand, his eyes were very firm.

"Why?" The vice-president did not understand. Everyone knew that the black gods were invisible. Except in the hands of the black gods, the black gods were very against the sky. In the hands of others, this increase did not even increase. The black **** suit is a chicken rib!

"The black **** warfare was originally a treasure, even if the black **** predecessors did not refine it into a life weapon, I think the ability of this black **** warrior to increase the combat power is certainly not weak!"

"The black **** predecessors consumed the energy that ordinary people could not imagine, and made the black **** warfare into a life weapon. It was not for himself, but for the inheritance of the black **** warfare!"

"Although I am sure I can make this black **** battle shirt shine again. But, I want to try!" Ye Wei looked at the vice president. Said Shen Sheng.

"I don't want the efforts of the black gods' predecessors to be wasted!" Ye Wei looked down at the black gods' suits covered with dust, shook with force and shook the dust.

In fact, Ye Weigang began to hesitate, but when he saw the dust on the black gods suit, his heart suddenly touched, and he decided to choose the black **** battle suit as his own weapon.

"Okay, okay... maybe you can really make this black **** battle dress reproduce the glory of the ancient times!" The vice-president no longer persuaded Ye Wei to give up, and Ye Wei’s words also gave him a big Touch.

The black **** predecessors made the black **** warfare into a life weapon, isn’t it just to pass on the black **** war clothes? If no one has chosen the black **** war suit, isn't the pains of the black **** predecessors all in vain?

Some things seem silly, but someone has to do it!

Ye Wei is not a fool. Since Ye Wei has chosen this black **** battle suit, Ye Wei must have his own reason. Why should he say this outsider?

"I try my best!"

Ye Wei smiled. If he could, he naturally hopes that the black gods can show amazing growth ability. But for tens of thousands of years, no one can do it except the black **** predecessors. Can you?

Ye Wei doesn't know, but he is willing to try!

"Let's go!" The vice-president took a picture of Ye Wei's shoulder. Ye Wei has chosen his own weapon, and naturally there is no need to stay in the treasure house.

The vice-president returned to the five-storey elegant pavilion with Ye Wei, and then the vice-president left, and the fifth floor was where Ye Wei lived.

"First refining!"

Ye Weipan sat in the cultivation room, looked down at the black **** suit in his hand, and slowly took a breath.

This black **** warfare was originally a treasure, and the black **** predecessors have been cultivated for hundreds of years. Ye Wei only needs to integrate his own blood and soul fire into the black **** battle suit!

This process is very simple to say, but it is actually not so easy, because the life-threatening weapon left by the great emperor is a simple spirituality.

If the weapon of the life does not recognize you, then your blood and the fire of the soul cannot be integrated into it. Therefore, in the face of the life weapon left by the predecessors, it is not your choice of the weapon of the life, but the weapon of the life to choose you!

When Ye Wei selected the weapon of the life in the treasure house of the Holy House, the black **** battle suit felt the undulation of Ye Wei's breath, and took the initiative to bloom. This shows that this black **** battle suit is recognized by Ye Wei.

Because the black **** warfare recognized Ye Wei, there was no problem in refining. It took only three days, and Ye Wei’s blood and soul fire were smoothly integrated into the black gods.

"Hey!"

The black **** warfare was slightly shocked and was actively attached to Ye Wei.

Wearing a black **** suit, Ye Wei suddenly clenched his fist and slammed a fist toward the front. "Boom!", the space rippled, and a fist-sized black space appeared in front of the eyes.

Ye Wei’s fist only used the physical brute force, did not use magical powers, did not use divine power, but simply tried to increase the strength of the black gods.

"My physical strength is comparable to that of the top-ranking emperor, wearing the black gods, the power of this punch... almost no increase!"

Ye Wei looked at the empty space in front of him, looking at the space with a circle of ripples, slightly frowning, and a bitter smile on his face.

"Hey, the growth ability of this black **** warfare is not even enough!" Ye Wei shook his head and sighed. Although he was prepared, Ye Wei’s mood was still somewhat low!

Even the physical strength of the body can not increase, the power of the magical power is even more unlikely to increase, and Ye Wei’s weapon of this life has little effect.

"For the great perfection, the defense of the black gods is almost negligible, but for me, the defense of the black gods is still very good. With this black war. Clothing, at least the strongest under the top of the emperor's position can not hurt me."

Ye Wei smiled a bit and comforted himself.

"Come out!"

It was at this time that the vice-president, with three young people, came to the attic.

"It is the vice president!"

Ye Wei, Xiao Ruo Ning, Meng Bai, Gong Qing Xue Lin Zi Yan all walked out of the attic, and the eyes naturally fell on the three young people beside the vice president. The three young people were also looking at Ye Weiwu. .

“Shihe, Zhu Qing, Zhang Min, the most outstanding three of the younger generations of Bailu Shengyuan, they will join you in the secrets of Xiao Qiankun’s secrets.”

The vice-president pointed to the three young people next to him and introduced them one by one.

Ye Wei looked at the three young people carefully. Shihe was a bald youth. He wore a short shirt, his muscles were strong, his body was like steel casting, giving him a strong feeling. His skin was dark and his face had a sickle.

Zhu Qing is very thin, looks sick, as if a gust of wind can blow down, the eyes are introverted, and the cold light that occasionally passes through the eyes makes people feel a sense of horror.

Zhang Min is a woman, very fat, the whole person looks round, with a kind smile on her face, nodding her head at Ye Wei.

"Strong!"

Shihe, Zhu Qing, and Zhang Min gave Ye Wei the first impression of this simple word. The fighting power of the three people is definitely above Wan Jiansheng.

Meng Bai, Xiao Ruo Ning, and Lin Ziyan’s faces are all ugly. The eyes of the three young people have given them a lot of pressure. Among the top ten young people in the Zongmen, the three of them are also the most powerful. Compared with the three young talents of the White Deer Temple, the gap is very obvious.

The face of Gong Qingxue has become pale, and her fighting power is much worse than everyone else!

"I don't look down on you. You are also a person in the White Deer's House, but to be honest, if you are not the one of the top ten sects, you are not qualified to enter the secrets of Xiao Qiankun." Shihe looked at Ye Weiwu , slightly frowning, said quietly. (To be continued)

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