"I don't believe that you can take away all the magic treasures. Four Great Bronze Seals, attack …"
Fang Xing suddenly shouted and raised his hands. Four bronze seals flew out and stabilized the void, as if they were trying to stop Zhao Changhe. Facing these four seals, Zhao Changhe was shocked, but he immediately raised his gourd and put the seals into the gourd. There was an unexpected joy in his heart. "These seals are the treasures of the Dexterous Sect's Elder Dezhao. Our Talisman Tool Dao's Great Elder has asked several times to borrow them for a few days, but the old man was unwilling. I didn't expect that they would fall into the hands of this little devil. Now that they are in my hands, maybe I can give them to the Great Elder in exchange for a lot of benefits!"
Before he could finish his thought, he heard Fang Xing continue to shout, "That won't do? Look at my Sky River! "
As he spoke, he took out another scroll. On the scroll was a long river. It was a real long river that stretched across the sky. It was like the Milky Way had turned upside down. The waves rumbled like thunder and rolled towards Zhao Changhe. The power of the river was breathtaking.
"It's my River Diagram …"
Xie Linfuan, who was fighting with Wang Qiong in the distance, felt a familiar aura. He turned his head and spat out a mouthful of blood.
This River Diagram was originally his magic treasure. Back then, when he was in the Tianyi Palace, it was tricked by this little devil and disappeared without a trace. Who would have thought that now that he had come to the Talisman Tools Path's great formation, he would actually have the face to use this magic treasure in front of him?
"Isn't this treasure for Junior Brother Xie?" I'll take it back for him!
"Zhao Changhe laughed coldly. He raised the gourd and actually kept the River Diagram inside.
Putting away the Lightning Technique, the ancient sword, the Square Seal, and the River Diagram, the gourd seemed to have an endless space.
Holding this kind of magic treasure was simply bullying!
However, Fang Xing seemed to have lost his temper, and his magic treasures were endless.
"Wa ya ya, look at my Purple Thunder Pill …"
"Damn you, look at my Ancient Remnant Weapon …"
"Look at my God-Slaying Bow …"
"Look at my Sea Suppression Talisman …"
"... What kind of lousy thing is this? If you don't want it, I'll give it to you … "
All of a sudden, the eighth formation was bustling with activity.
The Nan Zhan cultivators and Talisman Tools Path disciples who were fighting in the surroundings slowed down.
There were even some who looked at each other tacitly and paused their attacks to focus on the battle.
The magical treasures that filled the sky and the unhindered aura really dazzled one's eyes and gave rise to fear in their hearts!
He had never seen a person with so many treasures, nor had he seen such a foolish person!
Magic treasures and talismans flew towards Zhao Changhe like rain. The aura of these magic treasures made Zhao Changhe a little scared. He lifted the gourd in his hand and did not put it down. One by one, he kept collecting them. It was really hard to describe Zhao Changhe's mood at this time. He was excited and panicked at the same time. He was excited because he could not tell how many magic treasures he had collected. Many of them were very extraordinary. Just one of them was a windfall, not to mention there were no less than a hundred of them.
He was panicked because he could not tell how many magic treasures this little devil had …
He was the dignified Divine Son of the Talisman Tools Path … but the number of magic treasures he owned was nothing compared to this little devil!
Broken weapons, ancient scriptures with divine power, all of them were tossed out as if they were free. He could even name some of them, but there were also many that he didn't even know what they were. He just casually tossed them over. Was it like he was throwing away trash?
There were even three black stone statues and black stone pillars that were more than 30 meters tall …
Who the hell would bring such a huge stone statue with them?
"Whoosh whoosh …"
The big red gourd was indeed a natural spiritual treasure. It was directly thrown into the air by Zhao Changhe and all the magic treasures were collected.
But as more and more magic treasures were collected, a bad feeling arose in Zhao Changhe's heart. He did not want to continue to use this gourd to fight with the little devil. He faintly felt that this little devil was not a fool. Besides, even if he was a fool, there was no reason for him to give him treasures for free. He faintly felt uneasy and wanted to take back the gourd, but the speed at which the little devil took out the magic treasures was too fast. In addition, those treasures were also extraordinary, one after another, so he did not have time to take them back.
But finally, at this time, the speed at which Fang Xing threw the magic treasures slowed down. He took the last storage bag and poured it into his hand twice, but nothing came out. He had to reluctantly put the storage bag into his arms and frowned.
Zhao Changhe also breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the little devil's magic treasures were finally over. How many storage bags did he bring with him after throwing so many treasures? But seeing that Fang Xing stopped, a burst of ecstasy rose in his heart in an instant. He shouted, "Little devil, do you think I don't know what you're thinking? Oh, you want to use these magic treasures to burst my gourd? That's a dream. With these things of yours, you are far from being able to do this. Today is destined to be your doomsday. I am your nemesis! "
"Really?"
A smile appeared on Fang Xing's face, and he suddenly shouted, "You look down on me. Do you know what my nickname is?"
As he spoke, he reached out and pulled down the ivory tower tied to his waist and smashed it toward Zhao Changhe.
"F * ck, you really have it..."
Zhao Changhe was just making a threat. He thought that Fang Xing had no magic treasures and was just making a sarcastic remark. He never thought that Fang Xing still had more. He wanted to stop collecting them for fear that he could not hold them. But when he saw that the ivory tower thrown by Fang Xing was very small, and its aura was not like a magic treasure, but more like an ordinary ornament, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, subconsciously lifted the gourd, and took it away.
"Haha, do you have more?"
Zhao Changhe put away the ivory tower, breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and sneered.
However, at this time, Fang Xing just smiled, waved his hand to make a gesture, and stealthily focused his mind.
Zhao Changhe's face suddenly changed, and he felt something was wrong. He hurriedly turned the gourd upside down, trying to pour out some of the things inside. But at this moment, he suddenly heard a "bang" from inside the gourd. His face changed dramatically, and he hurriedly made a gesture. But before he could make a gesture, he only felt his palm go numb, and hurriedly threw the gourd in his hand out. Then he saw faint cracks appear on the surface of the gourd floating in the air, and they were constantly becoming thicker and clearer, and then there was a bang...
The whole sky was filled with green air. This treasure of talismans and tools, a natural spiritual treasure, suddenly exploded at this time.
Countless magic treasures, along with the explosion of the gourd, scattered into the air, and then fell one after another. This was a real magic treasure rain. Although they had just seen the appearance of the little devil throwing this magic treasure, at this time, all the magic treasures fell at the same time, which made the cultivators feel excited and unable to control themselves. It was just like the appearance of mortals seeing gold ingots falling from the sky...
"My spiritual treasure..."
"My gourd..."
Two voices sounded at the same time, with a kind of indescribable heartache and pity.
One was Zhao Changhe, whose heart was already in an indescribable pain. His heart was tight, almost dripping blood.
The other was Fang Xing, who was even more distressed than Zhao Changhe. He almost screamed as he looked at the cracked gourd...
He had completely regarded the gourd as his own. He did not expect that a mistake would actually cause it to explode!
What Zhao Changhe had just guessed was somewhat inaccurate. Fang Xing had already regarded the gourd as his own, how could he be willing to blow it up? Previously, when he threw the magic treasures in, he just wanted to fill it up, and at the same time, to explore whether the magic treasures would be completely cut off after entering the gourd. Through the Yin Yang Fiendgod Mirror, he understood some of the characteristics of this gourd. One was that, after all, it was born from heaven and earth. Although it contained the laws of the Great Path, it still had some of the most basic characteristics.
In short, a real gourd was definitely not as strong as an iron gourd.
Secondly, although some natural treasures contained a world inside, this gourd was obviously not one of them. Although it was a natural spiritual treasure, it was only picked from the edge of the chaotic zone of the Ancient Immortal Realm. It could not be regarded as the top. The space inside was limited, about ten times that of an ordinary storage bag. The most powerful feature of this gourd was not its storage ability, but its ability to devour spiritual treasures.
In normal times, it was naturally enough to defend against the enemy, but Zhao Changhe had encountered Fang Xing.
Needless to say, the treasures on the Little Devil were filled to the brim with seven or eight treasures. This did not include the treasures obtained from the demon land, all of which were extraordinary. The higher the quality, the stronger the spiritual power contained. After entering the gourd, the more space it took up. Because these magic treasures would not stay in the gourd obediently, they needed to be suppressed by the power of the gourd itself. When the power of the gourd and the power of the magic treasures reached a balance, the absorption ability of the gourd would also disappear.
This was what Fang Xing had planned, but even he did not expect that this gourd was really extraordinary, it could actually accommodate so many of his treasures. He had not been able to completely fill up the gourd, so he had no choice but to take out the small tower.
And one of the characteristics of this ivory tower was that it could change its size according to one's will.
Therefore, after being placed in the small tower, there seemed to be an additional unstable factor in the gourd.
With a gesture, no matter how much space was left inside, it was filled up in an instant.
However, Fang Xing hadn't intended to use it to such an extent. His intention was to fill the gourd to the brim, and lose the ability to store things. But who could have imagined that the little pagoda was inside the gourd, and that its connection to his divine sense was unstable to begin with? He had only wanted the little pagoda to grow three times its original size, but it had grown thirty times in one go. The result was that the gourd, which was already overwhelmed, exploded!
His heart felt like it was being cut by a knife!
Zhao Changhe was shocked and anxious, shouting anxiously, while Fang Xing was simply screaming.
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