Chapter: 130
Many people gasped when they heard the words "Second Grade Yuanjing". Many people are familiar with Yuanjing, and it contains unimaginable power.
Although there are a lot of yuan crystals flowing in Tengjia City, and even the three major families have some yuan crystal reserves, but those are only first-grade yuan crystals, which are very common yuan crystals.
With Master Cangmu's strength as a third-rank arcanist, he can easily produce many first-rank Yuanjing at will, but the second-rank Yuanjing is different, because the power of the second-rank Yuanjing is already comparable to the powerhouse of Yang Realm , it is not easy to make such a crystal.
Even Master Cangmu has a high failure rate in making the second-grade Yuanjing. It is precisely because of the extremely high failure rate that it is almost difficult to see the shadow of the second-grade Yuanjing in Tengjia City. It only exists on Master Cangmu.
Now that Zhuo Wen was able to take out a second-grade Yuanjing at once, many people were a little bit surprised, but thinking that Zhuo Wen was a disciple of Master Cangmu, many people felt a little relieved.
"I didn't expect the master to be so generous, even the second-grade Yuanjing was given away as a gift."
Gu Lie on the platform froze slightly, he knew that since even the second-grade Yuanjing was given away, Zhuo Wen's status in Cang Mu's heart is definitely not low.
And with this second-grade Yuanjing in his hand, Zhuo Wen might be very difficult to kill. He knew that if Zhuo Wen didn't die this time, he would definitely hate their father and son. Thinking of this, Gu Li frowned slightly, feeling a little faint I regretted it.
After all, speaking of it, the conflict between Zhuo Wen and Gu Shang was nothing more than a minor conflict, and now that I dealt with it like this, it suddenly intensified the conflict.
Master Cangmu ignored Gu Li, but looked solemnly at the field. He knew that the second-grade Yuanjing Xuangui Dunjia could only withstand three attacks from Yang Realm fighters, and after three times, it would lose its effect. Zhuo Wen is still in a bad situation.
In the arena, the middle-aged man rubbed his tingling wrist, and said eeriely: "I didn't expect you to have something like a second-grade Yuanjing on you, no wonder you were so calm from the beginning to the end, but thinking about it This second-grade Yuanjing also has certain restrictions! Once this restriction is broken, Yuanjing will naturally not be able to protect you."
Zhuo Wen didn't answer, his face sank like water, he saw his right hand touch the center of his eyebrows, and immediately nine sword shadows flew out, and then rushed towards the middle-aged man.
The corner of the middle-aged man's mouth twitched, and he shot down the nine-handed sword shadow casually, and said casually: "Boy, your attack is too weak, and the gap between the yin-deficiency realm and the yang-real realm is beyond your imagination. If you If you are sensible, it is best to hand over the second-grade Yuanjing in your hand and surrender, maybe I can leave you with a whole body, and..."
Before the middle-aged man finished speaking, he suddenly saw a strange arc on the corner of the young man's mouth not far away. He saw the young man's right hand clicked again between his eyebrows, and then a phantom of a broken three-legged garden tripod suddenly appeared. At the same time, A strange burning sensation suddenly rose in the entire space.
Feeling the sudden burning sensation in the air, the middle-aged man's pupils shrank suddenly, because he could feel that strange burning sensation was coming from the young man with a weird smile on his face, or something more To be precise, it was from the broken round tripod held in the young man's hand.
"This kind of burning sensation?" The middle-aged man suddenly felt a little parched, and there was an unreasonable impatience in his heart, which made him want to vent.
boom!
There are three fire vents at the bottom of the tripod. I saw the young man lightly tap the bottom of the tripod with his right hand, and a jet of black flame suddenly erupted from the three vents, and finally gathered and formed slowly on the top of the tripod. If someone pays attention, they will find that the black flames gathered at the top have a faint skull shape.
Stab it!
As soon as the black flame appeared outside the cauldron, it seemed to be able to burn the air, and it made a piercing piercing sound, like ghosts crying and wolves howling, and there was a creepy feeling.
And a hotter feeling spread in the whole air, and the originally cool square suddenly became extremely hot, and the hot temperature was still rising, and the ground even began to dry up, Streams of transparent hot air continued to disperse, making the vision a little blurred.
The attention of everyone in the square was attracted by the movement on Zhuo Wen's side, and they turned their attention to Zhuo Wen's side one after another. Zhuo Xiangding, Wang Yuanxing and other six people who had been fighting together were also all because of the sudden heat on the scene. He couldn't help turning his eyes to Zhuowen.
When everyone saw a very strange black flame floating in front of Zhuo Wen, the scene suddenly fell into silence for a moment, as if many people couldn't recognize what the black flame Zhuo Wen released at this time?
"This is...impossible. How could a bastard like Zhuo Wen have such a thing? Wang Shuo, go now, this kid Zhuo Wen is very dangerous now." Wang Yuanxing's pupils shrank suddenly, staring at the flame, and then seemed to think of something , hastily shouted at the middle-aged man standing in front of Zhuo Wen.
As he said that, Wang Yuanxing was about to fly away, but how could Zhuo Xiangding let him go so easily, he blocked Wang Yuanxing's way with his body, and said calmly: "Wang Yuanxing, your opponent is me, don't think about it." go away."
Originally, Zhuo Xiangding was very worried about Zhuo Wen's safety. When confronting Wang Yuanxing, he paid attention to Zhuo Wen from time to time, until he found that Zhuo Wen actually had a second-grade Yuanjing, so he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
And now Zhuo Wen created a strange black flame. Although Zhuo Xiangding didn't know the origin of the black flame, judging from Wang Yuanxing's ugly face and the strange power contained in the black flame, this thing was very extraordinary. Now Zhuo Wen is in the process of displaying it, how can he let Wang Yuanxing do damage.
"Zhuo Xiangding, you old man, do you know what it is? That thing will never stop dying once it touches your body. If something happens to Wang Shuo, you Zhuo family will bear the revenge of our Wang family!" Wang Yuanxing was anxious, but Unfortunately, Zhuo Xiangding was as strong as him, and he couldn't help Wang Shuo who didn't know about it.
"Wang Yuanxing, we have already been with your Wang family forever, don't tell me the old man is still afraid of your Wang family's revenge." Zhuo Xiangding laughed, and immediately urged Yuanli to slap Wang Yuanxing fiercely.
On the platform, Master Cangmu suddenly squeezed the teacup in his hand, stared at Hei Yan in front of Zhuo Wen with dull eyes, and opened his mouth unconsciously.
"Where did this little guy get this thing? From the looks of it, this Black Flame is actually under his control. How is this possible? How did he do it?"
In the arena, the middle-aged man named Wang Shuo naturally heard Wang Yuanxing's exclamation, and he could also feel the terrifying power of the ball of black flames in the young man's hand in front of him.
Looking up, he found that the young man was still holding the round cauldron in his hands, and there were black flames coming up from the bottom of the round cauldron, gathering more and more densely at the top, and the power became more and more terrifying.
"Although I don't know what the hell this kid is doing? But I can't let him continue to display it, otherwise, I'm afraid it's really bad."
Wang Shuo made a decisive decision, his legs collapsed on the ground suddenly, the strong force cracked the ground, and immediately the whole person flew towards Zhuo Wen like an arrow from the string.
"This kid is a bit weird. I will never hold back this time. I must kill this kid."
There are many thoughts in his heart, but Wang Shuo's movements are not slow. He saw that Wang Shuo's hands suddenly changed a few seals on his chest, and the strong yuan force immediately gathered towards his hands. There is a golden light stamp.
"Earth-level intermediate armor skill: Jinshiyin!"
A low shout came from his throat, and he saw Wang Shuo's right hand seal slammed, and the golden light seal suddenly turned into a huge golden stone platform tens of feet in the air, and the golden stone platform was like a mountain. The figure who was stunned in place suddenly suppressed and went away.
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Although there are a lot of yuan crystals flowing in Tengjia City, and even the three major families have some yuan crystal reserves, but those are only first-grade yuan crystals, which are very common yuan crystals.
With Master Cangmu's strength as a third-rank arcanist, he can easily produce many first-rank Yuanjing at will, but the second-rank Yuanjing is different, because the power of the second-rank Yuanjing is already comparable to the powerhouse of Yang Realm , it is not easy to make such a crystal.
Even Master Cangmu has a high failure rate in making the second-grade Yuanjing. It is precisely because of the extremely high failure rate that it is almost difficult to see the shadow of the second-grade Yuanjing in Tengjia City. It only exists on Master Cangmu.
Now that Zhuo Wen was able to take out a second-grade Yuanjing at once, many people were a little bit surprised, but thinking that Zhuo Wen was a disciple of Master Cangmu, many people felt a little relieved.
"I didn't expect the master to be so generous, even the second-grade Yuanjing was given away as a gift."
Gu Lie on the platform froze slightly, he knew that since even the second-grade Yuanjing was given away, Zhuo Wen's status in Cang Mu's heart is definitely not low.
And with this second-grade Yuanjing in his hand, Zhuo Wen might be very difficult to kill. He knew that if Zhuo Wen didn't die this time, he would definitely hate their father and son. Thinking of this, Gu Li frowned slightly, feeling a little faint I regretted it.
After all, speaking of it, the conflict between Zhuo Wen and Gu Shang was nothing more than a minor conflict, and now that I dealt with it like this, it suddenly intensified the conflict.
Master Cangmu ignored Gu Li, but looked solemnly at the field. He knew that the second-grade Yuanjing Xuangui Dunjia could only withstand three attacks from Yang Realm fighters, and after three times, it would lose its effect. Zhuo Wen is still in a bad situation.
In the arena, the middle-aged man rubbed his tingling wrist, and said eeriely: "I didn't expect you to have something like a second-grade Yuanjing on you, no wonder you were so calm from the beginning to the end, but thinking about it This second-grade Yuanjing also has certain restrictions! Once this restriction is broken, Yuanjing will naturally not be able to protect you."
Zhuo Wen didn't answer, his face sank like water, he saw his right hand touch the center of his eyebrows, and immediately nine sword shadows flew out, and then rushed towards the middle-aged man.
The corner of the middle-aged man's mouth twitched, and he shot down the nine-handed sword shadow casually, and said casually: "Boy, your attack is too weak, and the gap between the yin-deficiency realm and the yang-real realm is beyond your imagination. If you If you are sensible, it is best to hand over the second-grade Yuanjing in your hand and surrender, maybe I can leave you with a whole body, and..."
Before the middle-aged man finished speaking, he suddenly saw a strange arc on the corner of the young man's mouth not far away. He saw the young man's right hand clicked again between his eyebrows, and then a phantom of a broken three-legged garden tripod suddenly appeared. At the same time, A strange burning sensation suddenly rose in the entire space.
Feeling the sudden burning sensation in the air, the middle-aged man's pupils shrank suddenly, because he could feel that strange burning sensation was coming from the young man with a weird smile on his face, or something more To be precise, it was from the broken round tripod held in the young man's hand.
"This kind of burning sensation?" The middle-aged man suddenly felt a little parched, and there was an unreasonable impatience in his heart, which made him want to vent.
boom!
There are three fire vents at the bottom of the tripod. I saw the young man lightly tap the bottom of the tripod with his right hand, and a jet of black flame suddenly erupted from the three vents, and finally gathered and formed slowly on the top of the tripod. If someone pays attention, they will find that the black flames gathered at the top have a faint skull shape.
Stab it!
As soon as the black flame appeared outside the cauldron, it seemed to be able to burn the air, and it made a piercing piercing sound, like ghosts crying and wolves howling, and there was a creepy feeling.
And a hotter feeling spread in the whole air, and the originally cool square suddenly became extremely hot, and the hot temperature was still rising, and the ground even began to dry up, Streams of transparent hot air continued to disperse, making the vision a little blurred.
The attention of everyone in the square was attracted by the movement on Zhuo Wen's side, and they turned their attention to Zhuo Wen's side one after another. Zhuo Xiangding, Wang Yuanxing and other six people who had been fighting together were also all because of the sudden heat on the scene. He couldn't help turning his eyes to Zhuowen.
When everyone saw a very strange black flame floating in front of Zhuo Wen, the scene suddenly fell into silence for a moment, as if many people couldn't recognize what the black flame Zhuo Wen released at this time?
"This is...impossible. How could a bastard like Zhuo Wen have such a thing? Wang Shuo, go now, this kid Zhuo Wen is very dangerous now." Wang Yuanxing's pupils shrank suddenly, staring at the flame, and then seemed to think of something , hastily shouted at the middle-aged man standing in front of Zhuo Wen.
As he said that, Wang Yuanxing was about to fly away, but how could Zhuo Xiangding let him go so easily, he blocked Wang Yuanxing's way with his body, and said calmly: "Wang Yuanxing, your opponent is me, don't think about it." go away."
Originally, Zhuo Xiangding was very worried about Zhuo Wen's safety. When confronting Wang Yuanxing, he paid attention to Zhuo Wen from time to time, until he found that Zhuo Wen actually had a second-grade Yuanjing, so he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
And now Zhuo Wen created a strange black flame. Although Zhuo Xiangding didn't know the origin of the black flame, judging from Wang Yuanxing's ugly face and the strange power contained in the black flame, this thing was very extraordinary. Now Zhuo Wen is in the process of displaying it, how can he let Wang Yuanxing do damage.
"Zhuo Xiangding, you old man, do you know what it is? That thing will never stop dying once it touches your body. If something happens to Wang Shuo, you Zhuo family will bear the revenge of our Wang family!" Wang Yuanxing was anxious, but Unfortunately, Zhuo Xiangding was as strong as him, and he couldn't help Wang Shuo who didn't know about it.
"Wang Yuanxing, we have already been with your Wang family forever, don't tell me the old man is still afraid of your Wang family's revenge." Zhuo Xiangding laughed, and immediately urged Yuanli to slap Wang Yuanxing fiercely.
On the platform, Master Cangmu suddenly squeezed the teacup in his hand, stared at Hei Yan in front of Zhuo Wen with dull eyes, and opened his mouth unconsciously.
"Where did this little guy get this thing? From the looks of it, this Black Flame is actually under his control. How is this possible? How did he do it?"
In the arena, the middle-aged man named Wang Shuo naturally heard Wang Yuanxing's exclamation, and he could also feel the terrifying power of the ball of black flames in the young man's hand in front of him.
Looking up, he found that the young man was still holding the round cauldron in his hands, and there were black flames coming up from the bottom of the round cauldron, gathering more and more densely at the top, and the power became more and more terrifying.
"Although I don't know what the hell this kid is doing? But I can't let him continue to display it, otherwise, I'm afraid it's really bad."
Wang Shuo made a decisive decision, his legs collapsed on the ground suddenly, the strong force cracked the ground, and immediately the whole person flew towards Zhuo Wen like an arrow from the string.
"This kid is a bit weird. I will never hold back this time. I must kill this kid."
There are many thoughts in his heart, but Wang Shuo's movements are not slow. He saw that Wang Shuo's hands suddenly changed a few seals on his chest, and the strong yuan force immediately gathered towards his hands. There is a golden light stamp.
"Earth-level intermediate armor skill: Jinshiyin!"
A low shout came from his throat, and he saw Wang Shuo's right hand seal slammed, and the golden light seal suddenly turned into a huge golden stone platform tens of feet in the air, and the golden stone platform was like a mountain. The figure who was stunned in place suddenly suppressed and went away.
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