Chapter 22

Since Zhang Bad now controls the mother soil particles, it is equivalent to mastering the whole wine jar. After Zhang Bad flew out of the wine jar, Zhang Bad shouted fiercely. The wine jar emitted a dark light and sucked all the magic weapon spirit weapons close to Zhang Bad into the wine jar. All the way, Zhang Bad God blocked and killed the gods, and the magic weapons were collected. One pass, of course, Wansui's body fluids were also collected a lot, and finally opened up Wansui's body and flew out of Wansui's body.

When Zhang Bad flew out of his long-year-old body, he first saw him standing on the ground. Xiaobai with a tearful face looking at his side with dementia, and a warm current in his heart flew rapidly towards Xiaobai.

When the two met again, Xiao Bai felt like he was dreaming and couldn't believe the facts in front of him.

still stood stupidly. It was not until Zhang Bad gently hugged Xiaobai in his arms that Xiaobai came to his senses and suddenly pushed Zhang Bad away. When Zhang Bad was still stunned, he went forward and bit Zhang Bad's shoulder.

" hiss···"

He took a long breath of cold pain. He didn't know what's wrong with Xiaobai now, and he didn't dare to use his true qi to make his skin bones harder. He could only endure the pain and look down at Xiao Bai, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said gently, "I'm back."

Xiaobai didn't seem to hear it, and the strength on his mouth gradually increased, and finally biting the bleeding from his broken shoulder before he stopped.

"Wow, you bad guy, bastard, big bastard." Despite the fierce battle between Long Live and the Wheezing Dog in the sky, Xiaobai stretched out his hand and said angrily for fear of beating his broken chest.

"Are you worried about me?" Zhang Bad smiled softly, lowered his head against Xiaobai's head and said with a smile.

Xiaobai's face turned red, mixed with tears on his face. His whole body was like a hibiscus coming out of the water, which made Zhang Bad couldn't help taking a bite, which was cute and pitiful.

"Ye." Xiaobai finally nodded, with a weak mosquito and fly voice.

"Ha ha, I'm worried about you too." Zhang said with a bad smile.

"Really?" Xiaobai looked at Zhang Bad and said.

"What? Don't you believe it?" Zhang's bad face changed, and he stretched out his finger and said, "If I lie to Xiaobai at all, I will..."

Xiaobai hurriedly stretched out his hand and blocked his broken mouth and said, "Don't say this. We practitioners can't say that casually."

"I will be punished by God." Zhang Bad took away Xiaobai's hand stuck in his mouth with the other hand and still said.

Xiaobai's heart suddenly felt as sweet. In fact, why didn't Xiaobai believe Zhang Bad's words? Even if Zhang Bad didn't say so, Xiaobai believed it in his heart. However, when Zhang Bad said that it was not good for the road of cultivation, Zhang Bad still said so. This is the truth.

Although it is a little too much to be able to swear by your own cultivation, it is not a man's promise.

What is sweeter than a woman getting the promise of her beloved man?

"You are not allowed to say that in the future." Xiaobai's eyes smiled like a crescent moon, and he shyly hit his broken chest and said.

"I promise I won't do this again." Zhang said with a bad smile.

The Long Live and the Roaring Dog in the sky were not moved by the deep affection of the two below. They were still fighting fiercely, trying their best to kill each other and then swallow them up.

Because Zhang Bad made trouble in the belly of Long Live, coupled with Zhang Bad's broken body, Long Live was injured lightly. Although the overall strength of Long Live is much higher than that of the asthma dog, because of Zhang Bad, the two are now evenly matched.

Even if you want to come down and look for the trouble of Zhang Bad, you can't pull out your body.

"How did you get out of it?" Xiaobai's eyes seemed to be full of bad figures, and he didn't care about the two monsters in the sky at all.

"It came out with this thing." Zhang Bad smiled, and a wine jar suddenly appeared in his empty hand.

Xiaobai looked at the wine jar that suddenly appeared in Zhang's broken hand in consternation and said, "Have you refined it? Have you become a magic weapon?"

Zhang Bad was stunned for a moment and said puzzledly, "The magic weapon of this life? I don't know."

Zhang Bad's first feeling was that he was cheated by the fire unicorn. Unexpectedly, he refined his mother soil without saying anything, and even did not explain to me that this was a magic weapon.

The magic weapon is to practice the magic weapon with its own essence. Generally, a practitioner can only practice a magic weapon in his life. The magic weapon is different from other treasures. It can enter his own body. It is very convenient to take it out when using it. Moreover, since it is a magic weapon, it will be more powerful than using other magic weapons. It's bigger, because it's easier to use.

There is no specific style of this magic weapon, which can be refined by your own preferences.

"Don't you know?" Xiaobai said in astonishment.

Zhang Bad smiled bitterly. How could he know, but the fire unicorn would not hurt me so much.

Thinking of this, Zhang Bad separated a wisp of divine consciousness and came to the sea of knowledge. Seeing that the fire unicorn was sleeping sweetly, he came forward and shouted at the fire unicorn, which made the fire unicorn jump up in shock.

Seeing that he had an angry face, he yawned leisurely and said, "What's the matter?"

"That's the magic weapon." Zhang Bad said helplessly. He really couldn't lose his temper in front of the fire unicorn, so he could only say helplessly.

"You are still worried about using the mother soil as your magic weapon." The fire unicorn curled his lips and said.

Zhang Bad said helplessly, "Maybe there is something better?"

The fire unicorn gave a white look and said, "Don't look at the mountain like this. You pick up watermelon and drop sesame seeds, and finally have nothing."

"You should know that the motherland is a divine land born from chaos. How many things do you think can compare with it in the world? Besides, if you use blood to refine, you can refine a lot. We don't have a magic weapon. The fire unicorn yawned and said.

When Zhang Bad heard the words of the fire unicorn, his eyes immediately lit up, nodded with a laugh, thanked the fire unicorn, and turned around and withdrew his consciousness.

If you can refine a lot of magic weapons, what do you still care about this? Tut, with the fire unicorn, you really live a very comfortable life.

Zhang Bad suddenly thought that there were many magic weapons he collected in the wine jar he had refined, as well as long-year-old body fluids in it, and hurriedly controlled the wine jar to pour out everything.

Those things are still intact, which makes Zhang Bad excited.

And Xiaobai was even more surprised. He didn't expect that Zhang's magic weapon had refined the wine jar like this, and some of the ability of the wine jar had not changed at all, and he could store things.

This is simply a perfect refining.