The Wild Sand Behemoth engulfed everything, as if covering the entire sky.
Everywhere it passed, the collapsed desert was restored to its original state.
The violent and strong fire property was still there and did not disappear because of the appearance of the Wild Sand Beast.
After an unknown period of time, the Blazing Glory Tago Desert became peaceful again.
The ancient city ruins were buried deep under a layer of yellow sand. Feng Wuchen and the rest were also buried in the underground cave residence.
Buried deep underground with the passage sealed, Feng Wuchen and the rest would definitely not have enough oxygen in the cave residence.
Therefore, Feng Wuchen opened up the passage first to ensure that they had enough oxygen before forging.
.....
Somewhere in a mysterious space, in an extremely large and magnificent palace.
In the grand hall, a middle-aged man appeared out of thin air with a corpse in his hand. He did not make a sound.
The middle-aged man was the one who took Yinyang Lord away in the Blazing Glory Tago Desert. The corpse belonged to Yinyang Lord.
This huge and magnificent palace was the palace of the Yinyang Family.
"We were too late." On the main seat, an old man with white hair and beard frowned slightly, giving off a dignified feeling.
"Great Si Ming, who did this?" An elder frowned and asked with anger on his face.
Great Si Ming shook his head and said, "Yinyang Lord only told me that this person has the Dragon Bloodline and Taigu Power, but I don't know his name. This person has nothing to do with the Dragon Tribe. He just got the Dragon Bloodline by chance. Other than that, there is no other information. It seems that the situation was very dangerous."
"He has the Dragon Bloodline but has nothing to do with the Dragon Tribe?" On the main seat, the old man frowned again, as if he had never heard of such a strange thing.
"This person can kill Yinyang Lord, so he is not weak. Perhaps he has reached the Heaven Realm. Judging from the wound, this person is very skilled in the field of Sword Principle. Such a sharp sword wound is not the work of an ordinary person." A middle-aged man checked Yinyang Lord's wound and said lightly.
"The Great Priest is right. This person has reached the peak of Sword Principle. There is no such genius in the entire Yinyang Family." Great Si Ming nodded.
"In the Blazing Glory Tago Desert, I also sensed the aura of the Evil Men Tribe. They must be after the divine weapon. When I arrived, there was only the corpse of the Yin Yang Monarch and no one else. I'm afraid that the divine weapon has been taken away by the Evil Men Tribe." Great Si Ming guessed.
"The reason why the Evil Humans Tribe is snatching the Divine Weapon is because they want the position of the Tribe Leader. Shao Si Ming, go to the Evil Humans Tribe later. If they agree to hand over the Divine Weapon, the Yin-yang Family will help them snatch the position of the Tribe Leader." It was as if helping the Evil Man Race obtain the position of Clan Chief was something insignificant.
"Yes! High Priestess! "Young Master Ming accepted the order respectfully.
"That's right, the person who killed the Yin Yang Lord knows the Heavenly Monster Saintess, Ling Xiaoxiao. At that time, Ling Xiaoxiao was also in the Blazing Glory Tago Desert. This person said that he had nothing to do with the Dragon Race, so he must be lying. Otherwise, how could he know the Heavenly Monster Saintess?" Great Si Ming added.
"Xiaoxiao?" Hearing Great Si Ming's words, a surprised voice suddenly came from the main hall.
"Young Master!"
Hearing this surprised voice, other than the Yin-yang Family Leader and Elders, the High Priestess, Great Si Ming, Young Master Ming, and the upper echelons of the Yin-yang Family knelt down on one knee respectfully.
Peng!
A terrifying killing aura spread out in the main hall. Following which, the Yin Yang Lord's corpse burst into flames and turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.
"Knowing that Xiaoxiao was present, you still dared to attack. You deserve to die!" The Yin Yang Young Master's cold voice resounded in the main hall.
"Don't let me find out who dares to attack in front of Xiaoxiao. Otherwise, the Yin Yang Lord will be your example!" The Yin Yang Young Master's cold voice sounded again. A terrifying aura swept through the entire main hall. It was terrifying.
"Yes! Young Master! "The High Priestess and the others replied respectfully. They were all scared out of their wits and broke out in cold sweat.
"Hun 'er, don't be rude!" The old man on the main seat said indifferently.
After the old man spoke, the terrifying aura disappeared.
"Great Si Ming, immediately send someone to find out who is beside Xiaoxiao," the Yin Yang Young Master said.
"Yes! Young Master! "Great Si Ming accepted the order respectfully.
.....
In the Ancient City of Ruins.
"Level 6 Forging." Inside the cave, Feng Wuchen revealed a gratified smile.
The Dragon God Sword had been upgraded from Level 2 Forging to Level 6 Forging. It had been upgraded by four levels, and its power had increased by several folds.
Other than that, the weapons of Ling Xiaoxiao and the others had also been upgraded to Level 5 Forging. Even if their cultivation base did not increase, their combat power had definitely increased by several folds.
In just a few days, Feng Wuchen had already upgraded the weapons of Ling Xiaoxiao and the others to Level 5 Forging.
"I still need time to break through to Level 6 Celestial Realm," Feng Wuchen mumbled. He glanced at Ling Xiaoxiao and the others, and thought to himself, 'That's enough.'
For Huan Yang and the others to break through to Celestial Realm, even with the help of Feng Wuchen's Primordial Spirit clone, it would take at least two months.
With Feng Wuchen's talent, two months would be enough for him to break through to Level 6 Celestial Realm.
Feng Wuchen took out his treasures and circulated the Supreme Dragon God Technique. At the same time, he absorbed the violent fire-attribute energy. With the dual energy supply, Feng Wuchen's cultivation speed was extremely shocking. He did not lose out to Zhang Junlan and the others who had the help of his Primordial Spirit clone.
"With so many treasures, breaking through to Level 6 Celestial Realm won't be a problem," Feng Wuchen mumbled.
.....
"Dragon Race?" In a mysterious palace hall, an old man frowned deeply. His face was solemn.
The middle-aged man nodded and said, "That's right. He has the Dragon Race's bloodline. His cultivation base is only at Level 5 Celestial Realm, but he can defeat and kill a Level 9 Celestial Realm Yin Yang Lord."
"A Level 5 Celestial Realm martial artist killed a Level 6 Celestial Realm martial artist?" An elder's face was filled with shock as he looked at the middle-aged man.
The man nodded and said with a silly look, "It's true! I saw it with my own eyes. He even has the Primordial Power. The Divine Artifact is in his hands. The Heavenly Demon Saintess was there too. She had the Soul Formation Barrier. I couldn't do anything to her. "
"Fool! Can't you just capture that kid? "another elder scolded.
Hearing that, the man said awkwardly, "I … I thought so too. But that kid is too cunning. Before I could do anything, he hid in the barrier. I couldn't do anything."
"He's not cunning. You're just too stupid!" another elder scolded angrily.
"I … I didn't know that kid was so cunning …" the man muttered softly, looking aggrieved.
"Hmph!" On the main seat, an elder snorted angrily and said, "Send someone to investigate that kid. Get the Divine Artifact back as soon as possible!"
"Yes, yes, yes! I'll go right away! "The man nodded in horror.
"We shouldn't have sent that piece of trash!" an elder said angrily. His face was extremely ugly.
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