"Little Master, this Heavenly Clan's magic weapon is really interesting. It's cool to carry it all the way."
Baichuan Menghu lowered his head and looked at the shrunken golden thunder ring hanging around his waist.
The circular dharma ring has six scimitar-like blades, which bring cool breeze when it rotates rapidly.
Heaven really knows how to enjoy it, actually making such a gadget that can be used as both a magic weapon and a fan.
He raised his left hand arbitrarily and clasped it under his eyebrows, looking far into the distance.
"This is the Three Realms Mountain?"
She and Baichuan Menghu rode on their mounts for three days and finally arrived at the Three Realms Mountains.
Three Realms Mountain is a neutral area and an important hub connecting the human world, heaven and demon world.
If you want to return to the Demon Realm, you must pass through the Three Realms Mountain.
The Three Realms City is very prosperous, and monks from all walks of life will buy here, which has given rise to the largest slave market, auction house, medicine shop, etc. in the Three Realms.
Outside the Three Realms Mountain City is a vast forest, which contains countless monsters and poisons with advanced cultivation levels.
Unless they are powerful monks, no one would think of the depths of the forest.
When Ranzi and Baichuan Menghu arrived, it was noon and the sun was scorching.
There are scorching fire veins buried under the Three Realms Mountain. Heat waves hit one after another, and the air is distorted by the heat.
The faces of the monks who were coming and going were covered with sweat, but because of the golden thunder ring, Xuanyuan felt cool and comfortable.
You cannot wield a sword in Sanjie Mountain, nor can you ride a horse in the city. The two of them can only walk.
Most of the vendors selling goods on both sides of the road are human beings.
In the Three Realms, the Demon Clan respects the powerful body, while the Celestial Clan respects the Five Elements magic.
The human race neither has the strong body of the demon race nor the innate talent of the heavenly race for magic.
But the human race knows how to study and use external forces.
The best elixirs, formations, talismans, etc. in the three realms are all made by the human race.
It’s just that the vendors selling on the street don’t have any good treasures in their hands.
Baichuan Menghu was worried about Random's body:
"Little master, do you feel like dry wood or burning fire? Can I get you some water?"
"You mean your mouth is dry, right?" Ran Yi frowned, "Don't the demons teach Chinese?"
"Yes, our gunmanship teacher will teach you!" Baichuan Menghu said fiercely He patted his chest and said, "In the Demon Clan Poetry Reciting Competition three years ago, I got second place."
Random's mouth twitched.
Very good, now she has a certain understanding of the literary level of the demon clan.
Baichuan Menghu looked at the arm hanging limply by his side, a flash of pain in his eyes.
Along the way, he tried all kinds of methods but could not restore the little master's arm.
The little master must be very sad when he loses his arm. He must not let the little master be hurt again.
The injuries caused by the curse of heaven cannot be cured by any method.
But she also has another natal magic - endless reincarnation.
This technique will automatically repair the body when it suffers major trauma.
But each repair will put her into a deep sleep for an indefinite period of time.
So she didn’t want to use her abilities unless she had to.
After walking a few steps, I saw a large group of monks surrounded by darkness in front of me.
Baichuan Menghu casually grabbed a monk who was about to run forward, "What happened?"
"The Demon Clan's Crown Prince Alan wants to buy a second-level spiritual beast, the Wind Spirit Bat. ." The monk's face glowed red, "One Wind Spirit Bat for ten top-level Kun Crystals!"
Kun Crystals are hard to come by, let alone top-level seventh-level Kun Crystals.
Baichuan Menghu opened his mouth wide, "Ten yuan???"
He has lived for hundreds of years, and so far he has only accumulated three pieces of sixth-order Kunjing. Alan As soon as the prince makes a move, it's ten yuan.
It is indeed Mobi Mo, so angry Mo!
He raised his eyebrows arbitrarily, Alan Wangsu, the heir to the Moshuluo family, the richest man in the demon world?
After she died in the Heavenly Prison in her previous life, she wandered around the world as a soul for hundreds of years before going to the modern world of cultivation.
During the hundred years of wandering soul, she learned many secrets.
According to the hierarchy of the demon clan, Alan Wangsu is her cousin.
Not only is he extremely talented, he was also the right-hand man of the Demon King, and he is unparalleled in intelligence and scheming.
He was seriously injured while fighting a giant demon, and due to delayed treatment, he was paralyzed for life.
Later, Prince Wan forced the Mosura family to hand over the Evil Moon Sword, one of the four major magic weapons of the demon clan.
When Alan forgot to obey, they poisoned his sister Alan affectionately.
In order to save his sister, Alan Wangsu poured all his cultivation into her, but he was captured by the other party and used as a captive for others to play with.
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A generation of talented young demons committed suicide.
The current time should be the time for them to force Alan Wangsu to hand over the Evil Moon Sword.
Baichuan Menghu scratched his head.
"Wind spirit bats are very rare in the entire three realms, but with the strength of the Mosura family, it shouldn't be difficult to find them as long as they are willing to spend time, right?"
Baichuan Menghu Battle With his burly body, he squeezed his way to the front of the crowd of onlookers with willfulness.
On the high platform, Alan Wangsu could be recognized at a glance.
He sat on the jadeSitting on a quality wheelchair, her eyebrows are picturesque, and her eyes are as deep and calm as the night sky.
The hands exposed under the wide sleeves have fair skin, but they look weak and weak, hanging softly on the armrest.
The boots on the footrest of the wheelchair were too stiff to move together.
Noticing Ran Wang's look, Alan Wangsu just raised his head slightly.
His calm temperament carries an indifference that could repel others thousands of miles away.
Like a puppet whose soul has been drained.
His eyes paused for a moment on the left arm that was left at random, and he quickly looked away.
Alan Wangsu’s attendant Xing Zhui paced back and forth anxiously on the stage.
It has been a whole day, and no one in the huge Three Realms Mountain has a Wind Spirit Bat!
"Master, if we can't find the blood of the Wind Spirit Bat, I'm afraid the lady won't be able to survive tonight!"
"Your Majesty, are you looking for the Wind Spirit Bat?"
< p> A group of black-armored guards appeared in the crowd, surrounding a man waving a paper fan onto the stage.Star Hammer walked up to Alan Wangsu, with anger in his eyes, "Your Majesty, it's Xi Yunling."
Xi Yunling casually raised his hand to Alan Wangsu , "I have met Prince Alan."
He leaned over Alan Wangsu's ear, raising a contemptuous smile at the corner of his mouth:
"The deputy commander of the Wind Spirit Bat is here. , but you have to exchange it for the Evil Moon Sword!"
He patted Alan Wangsu's shoulder hard, "Choose one between the Evil Moon Sword and your sister's life."
< p> Xing Zhui was so angry that his chest hurt, so he stepped forward and pushed Xi Yunling away."Don't think we don't know that Miss's poison has something to do with you!"
Xi Yunling patted the place touched by the star hammer and snorted disdainfully.
"Don't slander me here without evidence!"
His eyes fell on Alan Wangsu, who looked indifferent.
"Do you still think your master is the talented young man with unparalleled intelligence? He is just a dog now."
"Ah, you are wrong, the dog can still be Wagging your tail and begging for mercy, Alan Wangsu, you are now a cripple who can only lie down and beg for food!"
Xing Zhui's eyes were red. If Xi Yun Ling's father, Xi Yun Bo, had not been delayed in delivering the medicine, he would have been dead. How could the master of the house become disabled!
Alan Wangsu raised his eyes, glanced at Xi Yunling lightly, and uttered a few hoarse words.
"The whereabouts of the Evil Moon Sword are unknown, and neither do I."
Xi Yunling's clenched fists creaked.
"The Demon King has disappeared! You desperately guarded the Evil Moon Sword for him, who knows?"
"I will give you one last chance, hand it over now." The evil moon will come out, otherwise..."
He smiled coldly, "Just wait to collect the body for Alan Miyi!"
Once the blood of the wind spirit bat is taken out, it will lose its effectiveness within half an hour and must be captured alive. is useful.
The Wind Spirit Bat lives deep in the forest of Sanjie Mountain. By the time Alan Wangsu finds someone to catch him, Alan Miyi will have already become poisonous.
Alan Wangsu lowered his eyes and looked at his unconscious hands and legs, feeling cold in his heart.
At this moment, a cold female voice intervened.
"I have a wind spirit bat!"
Walking to the stage step by step, his beautiful and sharp appearance suddenly caught everyone's eyes.
It’s just that her steps were sloppy, her face was pale, and she looked like she wouldn’t live long.
What a pity, no matter how beautiful you are, you are still a sick child.
Xi Yunling looked at Xuanyuan suspiciously, "Do you have one?"
Xuanyuan: "There must be one in the forest. I can help the prince catch one."
< p> Upon hearing this, Xi Yunling immediately put his heart back in his stomach, raised his head and laughed."Catch? Even the powerful monks dare not break into the forest of Sanjie Mountain. You, a human with low cultivation... Huh? You are a cripple again?"
Xi Yunling became more and more disdainful.
"Alan Wangsu, you don't really believe what a crippled human race says. If she can find a wind spirit bat from the Three Realms Mountains, I, the commander, will immediately perform a handstand and eat shit!"