Chapter 528 Demon Gun
Jin Yan and Jin Xu's faces turned red, but they immediately returned to normal, and they dared not say anything more.
Money has a very high position in this branch." Not only is his cultivation higher than theirs, but he is also the confidant of the Holy King. Naturally, the two dare not disobey his will.
Zhao Di shook his head secretly in his heart. With his experience, even if the money did not remind him, he could guess that the lottery was mostly a form. The real arrangement had already been set before the lottery ceremony.
And these two sons are foolishly discussing the change of signatures. Isn't it self-immolistic!
As a result, these two holy sons, who have been mainly cared for and cultivated since childhood, have not experienced the hardships of the immortal world at all. They have become so frivolous and ignorant. I'm afraid they are useless except for their own strong strength.
This kind of person, once he breaks into the pedicles alone, is likely to suffer a big loss, and even falls into the trap set by others and dies!
This is probably the reason why although the Holy Son is powerful, he can rarely be used.
And money, as the first son of the past, has strong strength and is very old-fashioned and capable, so he is deeply valued by the Holy King, which is indeed extraordinary.
Zhao Di couldn't help looking at the Holy King with his cultivation floating in the distance. He saw these people talking and laughing, or smiling in twos and half, all of which seemed to have no concern about the result of the lottery.
Among them, there is a burly middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance, who always looks like a smile, and his eyes are not angry and arrogant. His whole body exudes a high temperament that has been in a high position for a long time.
When other holy kings salute with this person, they all look extremely respectful. Obviously, this person is the core of these holy kings who have reached the peak of their cultivation in the later period.
"The peak of the later stage of the combination! What a terrible existence, "Do I have a day when I can reach such a level!" There was an inexplicable surging in Zhao's heart.
At this time, the middle-aged man suddenly turned his eyes and even bowed his head hurriedly to Zhao Di, not daring to look at each other.
Zhao Di only felt that there were two eyes that could penetrate everything, but not domineering eyes swept over his body involuntarily.
Fortunately, the eyes only stayed for a moment and then moved to another place, and in this moment, Zhao Di couldn't help beating wildly, and there was even a cold sweat on his back.
The great sense of oppression brought by this high-level monk slowly faded after a long time.
"The Miyuan elixir and qi masking skills given by the Holy King are really skillful. Even the existence of the Great Holy King probably did not see through my golden magic body qualification at a glance, otherwise I should not have crossed my eyes without stopping. I don't know if I can hide it from the world after showing my skills!" Zhao Di speculated in his heart.
His talent magic power "only money and the Seven Holy Kings know" and no one knows his real strength except himself!
The magic array given to him by the Holy King, which can log the strength of logging, had been directly destroyed by his punch a few months ago!
That is to say, his attack power has exceeded the maximum power that this magic array can bear!
And this matter was covered up by him, and even money did not know it.
Soon, all the holy sons will be drawn, and the test will be held soon.
The late youth of the alchemy who presided over the lottery flew into the light shield in the center of the hall and said loudly, "My holy sons, the battle of the holy son has officially begun. At this time, the winner can not only win the title of the first son of his own clan, be personally instructed and cultivated by the Great Holy King, but also receive a heavy treasure reward!"
Speaking of the golden light in the young man's hand, the dark golden light of a mini bull-headed dragon's true saint flew out and was ingested by the young man's hand and turned into a dark gold spear about an inch and a half thick.
This gun emits a strong dark golden light, and the magic pressure is far more terrible than any magic treasure Zhao Di has ever seen. On the body of the gun, countless golden stripes are entangled. At first, it looks like the shape of Jin Kui Zhensheng, but there are countless fine magic lines. The light golden light flash at the tip of the gun is obviously extremely sharp.
The young man gently wiped the golden gun in his hand and said reluctantly, "This gun is called Extinction Day, which was refined by the hands of the Five Holy Kings. It was originally intended to be refined into a treasure at the level of the magic treasure of Tongtian." Unfortunately, some materials are slightly inferior, only a little less, but it is also It is the top treasure that can be used. Only the first holy son deserves this demon gun!"
Zhao Di's heart moved. This golden gun is indeed the most suitable treasure for him!
Although the Tongtian magic treasure is more powerful, it can only be used at least after refining the cultivation of the virtual period, and the Tongtian magic treasure is even difficult to have the existence of the holy king level.
For Zhao Di in the Huashen period, this anti-Japanese magic gun is undoubtedly the top-level treasure that can be manipulated, and from the perspective of its illusion of Jin Kui's true saint, this gun must be very compatible with the skill attributes of Jin Kui's real magic power and the talent of Jin Cang's magic body.
Zhao Di, who already has many magic treasures, is still like this, and the rest of the saints look at the gun, which is naturally even hotter.
Even the existence of many refining periods shows obvious yearning for this gun.
As soon as the demon gun came out, there was no need to mobilize at all, and the atmosphere on the field suddenly became tense and enthusiastic.
Blame Nian gently threw the golden gun in his hand." The latter turned into a golden meteor and stabbed the wall of the hall.
"Puff", with a soft sound, the golden light easily pierced the protective light shield of the magic array, and then nearly half of the gun body sank into the wall at the end of the hall.
Zhao Di was slightly shocked. He had already found that the wall was made of very strong black jade. It was normal for the magic treasure-level golden gun to pierce, but when the golden gun pierced, there was only an extremely slight sound, which was as understated as a sword piercing the paper window, which shows the sharpness of the gun.
"The Son of the Son's test officially begins! The two holy sons who won the first lot, please enter the magic circle. The young man announced that he would transfer the thoughts of many people on the field to the Holy Son's test.
Immediately, the two holy sons swayed, stood out from the crowd and flew into the magic circle.
"Lao Wu's refining method is getting better and better! Among our clan, from the Holy Ancestor and the Great Holy King, "No one can match it! This magic gun is only a little short, which is a treasure at the level of Tongtian magic treasure. Even for us, it is also a rare thing!" A middle-aged man who looked only in his thirties but was white-bearded and white-browed withdrew his eyes from the golden gun and said with a smile.
"Brothers of the two races made fun of me, hey, if it weren't for the lack of one or two suitable raw materials, I can't find them all the time." I can really refine a magic treasure, rich means! What a pity! Now I'm just working hard for nothing. In the end, the one who finally got this treasure must be the holy son outside my own branch. The golden son of the two brothers, with an extremely rare evil thunder demon body, has been famous many years ago, and is likely to be the owner of this sun-killing demon gun." A short and fat middle-aged man, The hurtful look, first shaking his head and regret, and then said with a smile.
"The magic body qualification of Jinli is not the most consistent with this golden gun, but the son of Jinyu, one of the brothers of the four races, is very golden and unusual, and seems to be the best master of this gun!" A graceful young woman interrupted with a smile.
"The eyes of the sixteen sisters have always been unique" I also feel that the son of Jinyu is quite not simple." At this time, the old man of the seven holy kings got involved. For these holy kings, there are few things that can make them remember and judge, and this is related to the battle of the holy son of the distribution of interests in One of them is also a holy king-level exchange once every thousand years.
At this moment, in the magic array in the center of the hall, the two holy sons are fiercely fighting into a "golden light flashing" magic spirit. In addition to their respective magic weapons and magic treasures that are not allowed to be used, the two holy sons use various means and magical power, which are very good. Even if it is some magic cultivation in the
And the existence of these holy kings floats high above the corner of the magic array." In groups of three or five, they whispered, talking and laughing, and occasionally discussed the means of these holy sons.
Zhao Di is an eye-opener. "Every holy son who can play" is not an ordinary monk in the Huashen period. "Even if he doesn't use any magic weapons and treasures" is rich in means and magical power, which makes him watch with great interest.
Although the battle of the Holy Son is not allowed to kill the opponent, otherwise it will also be disqualified if it is punished as a violation, it will not be disqualified, but the intensity of the battle is not inferior to the war of life and death.
"Oh, she's on the stage!" Zhao Di was slightly stunned.
Just after the end of a big war, at this time, another man and a woman entered the magic array, and the woman was the familiar and strange 16 golden leaf saints of Zhao Di.
At this time, Jin Ye's expression was awe-inspiring, which made her look more holy and inviolable in her dignified and majestic look. She was staring at her opponent, a big-eyed teenager who seemed to be very young and childish.
Zhao Di's heart moved. At this time, the expression of the golden leaf saint immediately reminded him of the situation of the golden leaf fairy and people fighting in the competition of the disciples of the Taixu Gate for the foundation elixir more than 800 years ago. The expression was very similar!
"Are these two really irrelevant? It's just that the names are the same, but the appearance and expression are so similar, almost exactly the same, which is too coincidental!" Zhao Di was extremely confused, but he had no clue.
While Zhao Di was thinking nonsense, the golden leaf saint and the teenager had already exchanged hands after salute to each other... The teenager shouted loudly, and his body was full of golden light, and his body rushed to the golden leaf saint like a golden arrow. The speed was very amazing, and even Zhao Di sighed that it was not as good as!
The golden leaf seemed to be unable to dodge. He was bullied in front of him by the teenager in the blink of an eye and hit him with his fists like a storm!