The sky after the tide is clean and clear, countless lights pass through the sky, and long rainbows chase it, like dragons playing with pearls.

"Cold Soul", "Dinghaizhu", "Cold Water Cloud Miasma",...

The dragon horse traveled a hundred miles, and Wu Ming plundered it. In just a moment, he earned more than 7,000 talismans worth of money. However, he had two magic weapons to help him, and there were not so many other Taoist priests, about one or two thousand.

But the point is to get a free job!

As long as you are free, you will be happy, no matter how big or small it is.

Wu Ming looked at the bright treasures all over the sky and was collected by the immortal boats of the Kun clan and various forces, sighed, and then he sensed the movements in the sea abyss.

"Can it be Gangsha?"

Soon, a icy blue jade divine light gushed out from the boiling deep sea vortex, swelling in the sky, and frost swept across the sea, with some strange attraction.

The blue sea bowl with wisps of water vapor hanging from the dragon horse's head was swaying. If Wu Ming had not released his magic power to stabilize himself, he would have been almost attracted by this divine light.

There were already Taoist priests around, with swords, guns, swords and halberds trembling in the sky, and the scene was magnificent, just like the unity of all weapons.

"It's the Ice Soul Yuan Magnetic Light! The third-level spiritual material, the resource for practicing a certain magic."

A Taoist priest exclaimed, and many people quickly released their magic power to stabilize their water and gold magic weapons.

At a height of ten thousand meters, dozens of magical cultivators all showed joy. Several of them worked hard, and their majestic magic power fell from the sky. They transformed into a big hand covering the sky, and steadily captured the "ice dragon" swimming up the sea abyss.

Wow! The huge attraction disappeared, and the divine light like ice crystal glass was taken away. I don’t know how those Taoists distributed it.

Then, Haiyuan spit out several other third-level spiritual materials, all of which were taken away by the Divine Channel Man.

The Taoists around him were jealous, and Wu Ming looked regretful, but unfortunately, this was the case. Except for Gangsha, other spiritual materials of the same level belonged to the Divine Power Realm.

Pup puff puff, the deep sea vortex in front of him spit out a stream of transparent torrents like a prelude, and the waves like wrinkles boiled, and everyone stared at them.

Then there were clusters of indigo and blue condensation fog, flowing with yin and cold air. When the surrounding sea water "squeaks" and gushs up, this was the yin and cold evil spirit.

There were nearly a thousand Taoist priests present, and dozens of Taoist priests were happy to see this and immediately controlled their possessed objects to seize these evil spirits. Wu Mingze was very disappointed and did not take action. The others watched coldly.

Everyone has different fundamental methods and different Gangsha. In this storm, each Taoist priest has only one chance to obtain Gangsha. If you encounter a suitable attack, you will take action.

Rumble, dozens of level 2 monsters fighting melee, stirring up countless waves on the sea, and in the end only a few people succeeded.

Suddenly, Haiyuan took advantage of his unpreparedness and sprayed out another condensed white air. Most Taoists did not react. Wu Ming subconsciously waved the Taisu flag and covered the void white radiance.

As a result, the next moment, there was a loud thud, and the white air easily pierced through the white glow curtain as if indestructible, and soared into the sky, containing the strongest and most yang aura.

"It's Gangqi, what type of it?" Wu Ming was slightly stunned and quickly took action. The round blue sea bowl flew out, preparing to hold the white energy, and suddenly a light blue sword energy knocked it away.

Bang!

The sound of metal collision sounded, and a ripples of water appeared on the surface of the blue sea bowl, but it was an advanced magic weapon after all, standing in the sea without any damage. Under the stress reaction, a wisp of blue evil aura dropped, which actually set off a tsunami of dozens of feet high and swept towards the attacker.

Wu Ming looked over and was a young Taoist wearing a Confucian crown. He held a blue magic sword in his hand. While he was pinching the sword, he stood upright, and in a flash, he divided eight sword lights, occupying the positions of the Bagua, slowly rotating, faster and faster, forming a light blue vortex that spreads dozens of feet.

With a "bang", the tsunami collided with the vortex and collapsed, and a stream of water fell from mid-air.

More than a dozen Taoist priests of the Japanese traveling took action, showing their magical powers and grasping the condensed white energy. Although the Taoist Confucian was surprised by the power of Wu Ming's magic weapon, he did not stop and rushed straight to the sky to participate in the competition.

Just as the Taoists were driving their possessions to fight in the air, suddenly a dark cloud and mist was shrouded in. A dragon horse that was more than ten feet long squeezed in, and a gray-white ghost escaped from the center of the two horns of the dragon's head. He took a deep breath and shouted loudly.

Before many monsters could react, a brilliant sun bloomed in the air, with a trace of yellow mist on the edge of pure white light instantly submerged more than a dozen sun-travel Taoists who were possessed.

The terrifying power exploded, and the Taoist priests who dominated the possession found themselves in the nightmare. Even though the Yin God hid in the sea of ​​consciousness, a wisp of yellow energy fell down, his whole body was stiff, and his magic power was like a mud cow entering the sea, without moving at all.

Dongdongdongdongdongdongdong, a series of loud noises fell from a thousand meters above the water. The monsters fell from a height of 1,000 meters, and their huge bodies hit the water surface and felt as touched as hard ground.

In the air, Wu Ming made a frivolous gesture, and the Yinsha Sword of the Mother and the Mother of the Child escaped from the Blue Sea Bowl. The three-foot sword light flashed. Before the monsters fell, it drew a graceful arc, and a deep blood mark appeared on the body of more than a dozen giant beasts in the blink of an eye.

Guru Guru, more than a dozen splashes of water splashed and bubbles rolled. It took a few seconds for more than a dozen Taoist travelers to recover from stiffness. The Yin God overflowed his magic power and raised his possessed objects to float on the sea.

They looked at the young Yin God floating above the dragon horse's head in a complicated face.

Wu Ming bowed gently and said, "Dear Taoists, I have taken away this energy."

The method of sacrifice + Huangting Jing + the technique of green blood and Dan Xin is surprisingly effective. With his current peak cultivation level of Taoist priests, it seems that it is difficult to find an opponent at the second level.

More than a dozen Taoist priests from various sects looked at each other. They were silent for a few seconds just now, enough for the other party to kill themselves dozens of times in seconds. The murderous aura of the black and red Taoist sword was shocking, so they all sighed and said, "We are naturally convinced."

Wu Ming chuckled and waved his hand. The blue bowl framed the condensed white energy floating in the air and slowly landed in front of him. Even in the advanced magic weapon, the magic weapon kept colliding, making the magic weapon sound.

He entered his mind and sighed, "It's not satisfactory."

This qi is not Qiantiangang, but the [Kanshuigang] that is biased towards water.

Forget it, it is a third-level spiritual material at least. Maybe when you go back to Middle Earth and find a large fairy market to trade Qiantiangang.

Wu Ming shook his head, raised his dragon horse and returned to Laoshan Xiangyue Zhou to count his harvest. There were three second-level spiritual materials, and the rest were all first-level spiritual materials, all of which were water-like.

It is too fragmentary. These materials need to be classified and sold in a targeted manner to make the most profitable.

Just when he was having a headache, Master Xu came to tell me in the morning that a sea city would be held later, and nearly a thousand Taoists would sort out their harvests and exchange their needs. The major sects would also provide a large amount of spiritual objects to exchange.

Wu Ming was surprised and it took no time to get it. He didn't believe it. Such a huge market didn't have what he wanted.

The Taoist cleaned up and asked about the location. It turned out to be a garrison at the Kun clan under the sea, with a real person in the soul standing in charge to ensure the security of the transaction.
Chapter completed!