"The level of this sand is very high..." Qin Yi couldn't help but exclaim: "It's because of these sand that the entire hall has become illusory. If it is used to sacrifice and refine magic weapons..."

"So others came here just to explore treasures." Li Qingjun scribbled his arm: "Can you get up from the ground first before talking?"

"Ahem." Qin Yi got up and looked at them with a pure face.

The two of them were also funny when they looked at him. They knew that this guy was deliberately trying to put on their shoulders at the same time, and they would be cute when they were beaten. They were really angry.

Li Qingjun ignored him and went to collect the Illusion Sand collected by the Wooden Man. The Illusion Sand was originally floating in the air and whirled lightly, unable to tell the quantity. After being collected by the Wooden Man, it found that there were quite a lot, maybe a dozen liters. This time, even the tassels came out and sighed: "This is really a lot, not even seen in that year. No one in this world has opened it for a long time..."

Li Qingjun turned his head to look at it, his expression was quite strange. This round little ghost had an old tone...

Liusu said again: "Mang girl, you use this sand to smear to refine Qin Yi's sacrifice fire for you."

Li Qingjun was stunned: "What?"

"It can make you look illusory when you shoot, and others can't grasp the way you come."

Li Qingjun was happy. Her shooting skills were straightforward and lacked a little vague meaning. This auxiliary special effect was quite valuable to her.

Li Qingjun and Liusu were playing with sand there, and Cheng Cheng looked at Qin Yi sideways.

Qin Yi was sweating coldly: "You, you go play with sand too. This sand is very beneficial to your fox clan's fantasy, right?"

"I'm not a fox, it's useful to my palace maids." Cheng Cheng clapped his arms: "Don't change the subject. Zheng Yunyi said that he had tried to kill your woman, who is he referring to?"

Li Qingjun turned his head quietly and looked over.

Qin Yi was sweating profusely. You have been holding on to this problem for a long time, right?

Cheng Cheng smiled and said, "Do you mean your senior sister?"

"Uhhh..." Zheng Yunyi seemed to have never tried to kill his senior sister. It was easier to explain if he misunderstood the senior sister, so Qin Yi made acquiesce.

"So this woman refers to her senior sister."

"Uh-huh……"

Cheng Cheng lengthened his tone: "Who is Daqian's witch?"

Qin Yi widened his eyes and was trapped by the vixen.

"The one he tried to kill should be that witch, that is, this is your woman. Then you just agreed that your senior sister is also your woman." Cheng Cheng reached out and stroked his chest: "You are very good, Brother Qin Yi."

Qin Yi was in tears.

"But..." Cheng Chengxian brushed his hand and touched his face: "Did you see me in the illusion?"

"Yeah, yeah." Qin Yi nodded like a pecking rice.

Cheng Cheng had a stern face, but the quiet joy in his eyes was not hidden. The peach blossoms, which were covered with dead peach blossom spirit, actually saw himself in the illusion. Not only himself, but he could also accurately distinguish the one that was not real in the illusion, which shows that he knew the real self very well!

Worth praise!

Qin Yi was just breathing a sigh of relief when he saw Li Qingjun standing beside him with a stern face: "So you mean you didn't see me?"

It's over...

Qin Yi was in a dilemma and didn't know how to respond, so he simply hugged her gun: "You little one helps the princess to refine the gun..."

Liusu suddenly said, "Don't be fooled, he will help you refine your gun now, thinking in his heart that he will let you take him a shot in the future."

"I remember you with a bad stick!" Qin Yi decisively held his head and squatted in defense.

After being beaten up for a long time, Qin Yi sat on the ground pitifully to refine his gun.

Forging of martial arts weapons and sacrificial weapons are not the same thing as sacrificial weapons, but this kind of scavenging and sacrificing magic weapons can be used. Qin Yi's sacrificial fire sacrifice is very effective and the temperature is just enough.

Cheng Cheng, Li Qingjun and a little ghost sat in front of him and watched him control the fire and refining the gun, like a small meeting around a bonfire.

They were going to be a little bit apart from Zheng Yunyi for a little longer, and being "trapped" in this hall was a very good reason, just to let them make more preparations.

On the surface, this battle became easier because of Zheng Yunyi's sudden cooperation, but in fact it may not be easier. The other party should have hidden several peaks of Tengyun. I don't know how much effect it can be achieved by relying on Zheng Yunyi's methods alone. This is fine. Qin Yi is really not worried about Tengyun-level opponents.

The most important thing is, what will happen if the main altar is opened? Not to mention Zheng Yunyi, even those wizards themselves may not really understand.

I only know that I can summon evil souls, and there are also control methods when summoning them, and that's fine. The problem is that this is a world that has not been opened for tens of thousands of years. After thousands of years of changes in the Secret Realm, will any unknown changes be born in a very special scene like the altar? The inheritance known to those wizards may not be reliable in this matter.

Many people don’t think about this. Most people look pretty good when they have inheritance and explore the relevant secrets. Many wise men are no exception. But Qin Yi, who has Liusu, is very clear. Tens of thousands of years of vicissitudes, has changed so much that Liusu has never counted what he has seen. They rely on inheritance to really determine everything?

This is a bad place, and everything should be handled with the highest warning.

Qin Yi had a series of battles before, and was both injured and exhausted. The suppression of Lu Longting's sword energy in his body has not been completely eliminated. Now his strength is not in his state. Regularly speaking, he has to take medicine and meditate and rest for a whole day before he can recover as before. Now he can only take advantage of this rest time and take a pill. How much can he recover? At least he can get the internal injury done before talking about other things.

In the distance, Lu Longting broke through the formation from a secluded formation. His white-clothed sword suit was a little broken, and he looked back panting.

This place is too dangerous, with all kinds of strange terrain, strange formations, inexplicable mechanical puppets, ancient blood resentful souls... His strength is not in his state at this time, and he has been fighting very hard.

I felt a little regretful and shouldn't have broken in like this... But when the people of the Constitution Sect were leading in, others rushed in. It was impossible for them to watch the things at their doorsteps be moved by others without any reaction, so they naturally came. Thinking about it, it was really not good.

There is a feeling of being trapped.

My own strength is so hard among my peers. What about others?

How many deaths are you going to die?

Especially those who chased the light of the magic weapon... Lu Longting had a vague premonition, and it was very likely that none of them would come back.

He is a martial arts practitioner and has no interest in that kind of magic weapon, so he didn't get involved in the excitement. Now that he thinks about it, it is clearly a trap.

Just as he was thinking about this, a person stumbled out of the direction of the light of the magic weapon, and was overjoyed when he saw Lu Longting: "Senior Brother Lu, help me."

Lu Longting gathered his eyes and looked carefully. He recognized the Wuji Sect's Tingfeng in the darkness, and was so sad that he looked so sad.

He frowned and greeted him: "What's going on?"

Tingfeng ran over panting and arrived at Lu Longting as if he was exhausted and wanted to be touched by him.

Lu Longting moved aside half a step, but he didn't want to help. These white-clothed swordsmen inevitably had some aloofness in cleanliness and did not like to touch others.

Tingfeng was stunned for a moment and handed over a bead.

"What is this?"

"It is the magic weapon that was born just now. Several people died in order to fight for this thing." Tingfeng said sincerely: "I am seriously injured now. If this thing is bound to be taken away by others, it is better to give it to Senior Brother Lu for protection. I just want to leave this place safely."

Lu Longting looked at Zhuzi and hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said, "We only focus on swords. We don't need such things, and we can't use them."

As he said that, he handed over a pill: "You should heal your wounds."

Listening to the wind's eyes showed a strange look, he reached out to take the pill.

Just as his finger touched his finger lightly when he was receiving the medicine, Lu Longting Jianxin instinctively felt something was wrong and stopped quickly. A sharp cold light pierced from Tingfeng's fingers, and he almost wiped his fingers over.

Lu Longting was furious and drew his sword and pointed: "This kind of behavior is in vain!"

I was really scared. If he had been hit by him before, my junior sister would probably have collected his body.

It seems that cleanliness is beneficial...
Chapter completed!