The Divine Martial Stars

The yellow-skinned gourd is a full-fledged instrument. Li Mu guessed that this is not an arrangement without a frontal stream, but an artifact of the undead Emperor, so Jianjun would say that the gourd is contaminated with a variety of dynasties, most likely Contaminated with the breath of the undead Emperor.

This kind of breath, only the emperor such as Jianjun, can be wiped out.

Soon after the sword was sacrificed, the gourd was handed over to Li Mu.

The color of the yellow gourd is brighter, like gold.

"This gourd is used for loading. It is a waste. I will send you a wine, you will load it. This gourd is suitable for raising swords and raising knives." Jian Jun handed Li Mu a glass **, looks like It looks like a beer on the earth, it looks a little smaller, and it is refining the day after tomorrow, but the first sword fairy is not a vulgar.

Li Mu was also welcome. He took over and transferred the two of the nutrients into the wine, and then loaded the four-bladed wounded knife, the rusted sword and all the weapons on his body. This yellow skin gourd.

The use of the nutrient gourd is actually very simple. This kind of congenital baby will automatically run, just like a mother-of-pearl copper furnace, constantly absorbing the aura between the heavens and the earth, and nurturing the sword.

"Can this thing be a living thing?" Li Mu asked curiously.

Sword Jun said: "Someone once had the same thoughts as you, and later tried it."

"What is the result?" Li Mu could not wait to be authentic.

Jianjun said: "Successful, really raise a big demon, and then eat the owner."

"..." Li Mu did not know what to say.

Jianjun added another sentence: "After that, the big demon, the emperor, is one of the demon people in the current demon."

Lying in the trough.

Li Mu was shocked.

Raise a demon emperor?

If it has not been countered, can it not drive a demon? This breeder is also unlucky enough.

"Well, I continue to watch the game." Jian Jun turned and returned to the inside.

Li Mu is not too polite.

There are swordsmen around, who else is qualified to pretend in front of themselves?

All down.

This time it was to prevent the accident, Li Mucai invited Jianjun to help in advance, and it really came in handy.

As for who sent the gray-haired old man to assassinate himself, it is no longer important.

Wang Shiyu’s soul collection is complete. Li Mu’s thoughts are only to return to the Ziwei Star Field and resurrect Wang Shiyu. He thought that this was a long process. Who knows that it is much smoother than expected, and that the dark gold left by the undead Emperor On the paper, I wrote how to return to the Ziwei Star Field. It is everything that is ready, and the Dongfeng has also started.

Li Muzhen refers to the calculation of time, he rushed back, resurrected Wang Shiyu, and then returned to the chaotic field, but also had to replace the Taoist palace to participate in the holy war.

Now wait for the end of the auction of the Blue Bulls, and rush back to the Dojo.

......

"Well? Lao Mu's life card is broken?" The purple-faced young man with thin lips suddenly changed his face and shivered.

"Big brother, what happened?" the younger brother asked casually.

"Nothing." Purple robe young man frowned.

The strength of Lao Mu, he knows, is the existence of Tao Zunjing, not an opponent, has stepped into the heavenly environment, very terrible, in this magic mountain underground city, on the bright side, there is only the Dragon King Club How can a few of the heads of the family be able to eat steadily, is this a meeting of the club, what is the secret of the secret?

That is not the case.

Just let Lao Mu kill the shit, but not take the initiative to provoke others, why is this?

The name card is broken, and the person must be dead.

It is not easy to pursue now.

"Zhao Xiong, except what?" asked a young man with a white paper fan and smiled.

This man’s eyebrow eyebrows, white lips and lips, full of cheeks, is extremely handsome. After Li Mu’s departure, he came to the VIP seat of the young purple robe. His status is not noble. Very respectful, especially the thin-breasted purple robe brother, but also changed the previous pride, posture is very low.

"The teacher's door is a little trivial. I don't care for Li's brother to hang on." The young man with thin lips and purple robes said: "I really didn't expect that Li Xiong would come to the club. I am able to entertain the famous Swordsman. It is really a face. There is light."

"Yeah, yeah, my older brother has always said that when the sword is repaired, only the swordsman predecessors can be called invincible." Zhao, a younger brother who is not a device, hastened to flatter.

The surnamed Li’s sword-Jun passed down the fan, and he had a kind of unrestrained sorrow. He heard the words and said: “There is a prize, the teacher’s words, the world’s big, the people can come out, turn over a mountain, and higher. The mountain."

He is not very familiar with the Zhao brothers. However, the other party is a long history. It was thought to have been destroyed, but it has re-emerged as a patriarch of the martial arts gates of the rivers and lakes. Means, Li Xuanjun’s teacher’s possession of Jianhai since childhood, talented and talented, and he was chosen as one of the descendants of Jianjun. He wanted to know the swordsmanship of the world. He was curious about the swordsmanship of Swordfire, plus Zhao’s Brothers, especially Zao Wou-Ki, deliberately made friends, so they looked familiar with two people.

This time it happened to happen. Li Xuanjun temporarily came to observe the club. As a result, he did not buy a VIP ticket. He happened to meet Zao Wou-Ki, so he was invited to come in.

"The son, the lot we need is there." A guard with a deep fight carefully reminded him.

At this time, the auction in the field is a long sword, named, it is the sword of the swordsman of the year, Zhao Wuji personally came to participate in the club, just for this sword.

After some competition, Zhao Wuji finally took the sword to his hand at the price of 50,000 yuan.

The red sword is in the hand, and Zhao Wuji’s face has a relaxed look.

It’s indifferent to die when you die. Anyway, the task is completed. Master will not blame it. More importantly, it will finally catch up with the descendants of Jianjun. This means that the plan of the Zongmen in the future will be It will get a lot smoother.

At this moment, this time the meeting will finally come to an end.

The cool female auctioneer of the white swordsman costume said loudly: "You, next, is the most valuable part of this club. I believe there are many people who come for this treasure. Please see..."

A burly, tall figure, slowly coming from a distant passage to the center of the field.

This is an old man with a mess of hair. His hair is scattered in a random way. The peculiarity is that he is half black, half white, black and white, not just hair, even eyebrows and beards. It looks so weird.

Seeing the moment when this person appeared, the audience exclaimed.

Many people recognize the identity of this person.

"be quiet."

The old man spoke.

The venue was instantly silenced as if it had been pressed by a mute button.

Because this old man is the second leading singer of the Dragon King Club, the singer of the Dragon King, and the horror of the murder of the squad, the rumor is very early, it is already the peak of Tianzun, one foot into the realm of the quasi-emperor It is.

On weekdays, lurking in the underground abyss, submersible, rarely show up, the entire Dragon King will operate in the sole responsibility of the solitary, in the eyes of most people, the fierce name, even above.

"The last lot, of course not the old man."

The solitary remnant uses a voice without feelings and opens a cold humor.

Of course, no one laughs at the scene.

"This lot is very unusual. Only a few qualified people know in advance, but the people present, if they are interested, have the financial resources, they are qualified to participate in the auction." The voice of the solitary is like machine synthesis. The same, no human feelings.

Said, he showed his hand.

Ten light spots emerged in the hands, golden light, like the stars in the sky, and like the gold in the water, quite dreamy, so at first glance, they can't help but be attracted to them, but there is a real tremor in the hearts of people at the place. It’s not this dreamy brilliance, but the silky scent that comes out of these ten spots is extremely clear.

"Ten broken maps can be directed to the undead emperor's inheritance. There are 12 original ones, two of which are used for remuneration. Please ask the two emperors of the tiger family, the two emperors of the ancestors to identify, the authenticity guarantee, you, Starting at 100,000 cents, you can start shooting."

The solitary remains are faint.

"what?"

"This is true? In the legend, before the fall of the undead Emperor, the picture of the broken boundary, which is said to be able to guide the way, is thought to be just a rumor."

"God, I didn't expect that at the meeting, there was such a shocking news."

"It’s not a blast, the holy places of all races should know everything, and be prepared in advance."

“Why don’t you release the news in advance?”

"This...we can only look at it. Even if there are 100,000 cents, I don't dare to shoot it. I really photographed it. The husband is guilty of sin. When I die, I don't know how to die."

The screams in the venue were like a tsunami.

This time, even if it is the name of the solitary, it will not be able to live for a while. It is because of this news that it is too shocking.

"what?"

Zhao Wuji’s face changed greatly, and immediately the eyes burst into a hot color.

Is there such a gods finale?

Any one of the broken maps can be used to kill any previous lot.

Even the red sword can not match.

"Master, is it that you are waiting for this..." The sorcerer sister also looked at her master. She couldn’t figure out why she was going to attend this club meeting. She has not participated in the auction until the end. Is it Master, she already knew that there would be an undead Emperor's broken map.

The middle-aged beauty woman said: "Just try the luck, not necessarily can be photographed."

Lei Zang played with the **** in his hand, and his look was slightly stunned. At this time, a sturdy old man walked slowly, sat on this VIP seat, unveiled the hoodie, revealing a very hidden mine. Familiar face.

"Master! How come you?" He was surprised and suddenly realized what he said: "You already know..."

"You come to shoot," said the old man: "At all costs, you have to take a picture of the broken boundary."

Always in silence, like a stealth, with a smile on his face: "I finally waited..."

On the other side, a big white dog like Samoyed, the person stood up: "Wang, this is what you want to shoot, the undead emperor? This already angry guy, who is very hot recently, has his message everywhere. Did someone deliberately speculate, I heard that his inheritance is a caster, trained, and even Transformers can be forged? Then we can forge a lot of fun toys?"

A young man next to the dog said: "I am afraid that the fairy crystals that we bring are not enough. Most of the fairy crystals of the Beast Palace are used by me to generate electricity. Recently, I am very tight."

At the seat where Li Mu was first located, the look of the Qingniu Taoist became dignified.

The auctions he waited for finally showed up.

From the great holy places, the real awkwardness of the Terran military, and the many giants who usually show up, the face has become serious.

This way, today is even more, tomorrow, three more to fill.

It’s too late recently, adjust the rest of the work, plus today’s migraine, like a blow, it’s hurting, go to bed early today, and go to breakfast tomorrow.