"In this trip to the ancient tomb, I obtained some items used by the Demon Clan. It's useless to keep them for myself. Take a look and see if there's anything you can use." Lu Xiaotian stretched out his hand and a few Sumeru Rings automatically flew towards Huya.
"Here." Huya took the Sumeru Rings and suddenly had a kind of unreal feeling. Many of the artifacts left behind the aura of their original owners. Just that aura alone made Huya feel a burst of fear and trepidation. The aura of the twelfth level Demon Clan naturally formed a kind of suppression on her. Just one or two of the demonic artifacts made her almost suffocate. If the owner was by her side, how high would his cultivation be? This was definitely not something an eleventh level Demon Clan should have.
A few Sumeru Rings, added together, had different auras of the Demon Clan. Some were strong and some were weak, but without exception, they were all much stronger than her Demon Fox. Huya was secretly shocked. She was afraid that the owner of each aura had already fallen in the hands of her Master. Among them was the twelfth level Demon Clan. The other aura was slightly inferior, but not by much. In this way, didn't this mean that her Master could even kill a twelfth level Demon Clan?
Seeing Huya's expression, Lu Xiaotian roughly knew what she was thinking, but did not explain too much. Except for the body of the Youyue Demon Lizard, the other Yuanying Stage Demons died in the hands of the Golden Silkworm Wolf Spider. It was just that the twists and turns were troublesome to explain, so he left it to Huya to guess.
"Thank you Master for your generous gift." Huya picked a few things from the Sumeru Rings and then returned them to Lu Xiaotian. Her plump body slightly bowed to Lu Xiaotian.
"Is it useful?"
"Master should have killed the Demon Clan's experts and a Demon Lizard. Not all the items of the Demon Clan can be used by this slave, but I did choose two demonic artifacts that are good at escaping. Even if I can't defeat the opponent, after this slave refines the demonic artifacts, as long as it's not a great cultivator, it shouldn't be difficult for this slave to escape. "Huya said truthfully.
"That's fine too." Lu Xiaotian was startled. Originally, he wanted to improve Huya's strength, but now it seemed that things were not so simple. This was the fact, and there was no other way. Not to mention Huya, even Qiao Lan, Eight-legged Demonic Ox, and even Luo Qian, if they encountered a great cultivator whose speed was not particularly weak, once the other party had the intention to kill them, it would be difficult for them to escape from the enemy's murderous hands.
"Sorry to disappoint you, Master." Huya's face darkened.
Lu Xiaotian shook his head and said, "Don't worry. Everyone's encounters are different. You won't be able to improve your fighting prowess in a short period of time. It's not bad if you can stay alive."
"As for the change of location, please arrange it as soon as possible. In addition, think of a way to collect a set of large-scale restrictions that can reduce the energy fluctuations caused by the battles between Grand Cultivators. "
"Okay, I'll go and inquire about it." Huya felt an inexplicable warmth in her heart when she heard that Lu Xiaotian had collected items from the Devil Race for her to choose from. Ever since she could remember, she had been trained by the Devil Race. No one had ever treated her like this.
"By the way, there's a fiery letter that was sent to the Little Garden. Although it wasn't explicitly addressed to Master, Xiao Qiao handed it to me when she went out just now. It has been sent to the Little Garden for many years, but Master hasn't arrived yet. Xiao Qiao and Xiang Hua didn't dare to try it without permission, so they kept it until now. "Huya took out a sealed fiery red letter.
"Fiery letter? I didn't expect that there was still someone who could make this. This person must be a clever person. "Lu Xiaotian stretched out his hand and took the fiery letter. The fiery letter was a kind of letter. Unlike the Sound Transmitting Talisman, it needed a specific person to open it. Otherwise, no matter how high one's cultivation was, if one rashly used magic power or Divine Sense to test it, the fiery letter would spontaneously combust and be destroyed. It was just that the value of this item was not high, and its production was extremely tedious. Nowadays, very few people used this item. He didn't expect to receive one.
This fiery letter had the word "Yu" written on it. Lu Xiaotian narrowed his eyes slightly. Among the women he knew, there were very few who had the word "Yu". Xiang Qingcheng respectfully called her Princess Yu Xin. However, Xiang Qingcheng knew his location. Moreover, this fiery letter had been sent for many years, and the time did not match. There was only one possibility. Back then, he and Xiang Yihang had forced the Yan siblings to make a scene in the Xiao Family's Mo Shangshan Mountains. The person who made this fiery letter was most likely Yan Xiaoyu, who raised the White Jade King Spider.
According to the request of the fiery letter, Lu Xiaotian replied a few questions. Then, the fiery letter turned into a red light, and a few words faintly appeared in the red light. "Dong Yang Pill Workshop."
"Master, Dong Yang Pill Workshop is the imperial family's alchemy place overseen by a beginner Alchemy Grandmaster. Does Master want to go to this workshop? "Huya asked.
"Yes, I want to go to the Black Dungeon first. I'll go to the Pill Workshop when I have time." Lu Xiaotian nodded. More than ten years had passed. He didn't know if Yan Xiaoyu and her siblings were still in Xiang Du. For the time being, he was not in a hurry. He should go to the Black Dungeon first.
After arranging all the affairs, Lu Xiaotian did not rest. Instead, he rushed to the Black Dungeon without stopping. He had made an agreement with the ghost cultivator, Han Lin, for three to five years. Now that more than ten years had passed, he didn't know if the situation in the Black Dungeon had changed. It just so happened that he had obtained a piece of Profound Corpse Gold. Lu Xiaotian couldn't wait to refine this piece of Profound Corpse Gold into his Refined Corpse Corpse. Although he could already face the great cultivators and most of the great demon level powerhouses, having a powerful refined corpse could also have a miraculous effect at a critical moment.
He came to the entrance of the Black Dungeon with ease. Just as he was about to enter, a tall and thin middle-aged man in golden robes flew over from the horizon. He was holding a woman in a seductive purple dress.
The middle-aged man in golden robes looked at Lu Xiaotian and said, "Who are you? How dare you trespass into my imperial family's Black Dungeon. If you know what's good for you, get out of here."
"It doesn't matter who I am. If you want me to get out of here, you should ask Heartless Sweetheart first." Lu Xiaotian glanced at the man in golden robes and was too lazy to pay attention to him. He stretched out his hand and shot out his Hell Token. This Hell Token was given to him by Xiang Kuo to enter and leave this place. He guessed that the man in golden robes would not dare to stop him.
"Heartless Sweetheart!" Hearing the name of Heartless Sweetheart, the man in golden robes and the woman in the seductive purple dress changed expressions at the same time. Lu Xiaotian had already turned into a spirit light and entered the Black Dungeon.
The middle-aged man in golden robes narrowed his eyes and said after Lu Xiaotian entered the Black Dungeon, "He obtained the Hell Token from that old bastard Xiang Kuo and also obtained the permission of Heartless Sweetheart. Could this kid be the guy who fought Xiao Jinlei back then?"
"You bastard, you know it's him. Why did you still provoke him?" The woman in the seductive purple dress pinched the tender flesh on the middle-aged man's waist.
"So what if he's that old bastard Xiang Kuo? The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. He's fighting with the ghost experts in the Star Field. It's uncertain when he'll return. As long as I spread the news to Xiao Jinlei, that kid will suffer. "The middle-aged man in golden robes coldly snorted.
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