Chapter 12 Divide the stolen goods

Looking at the blazing fire beads on the ground, the golden flames burned quietly, and the surrounding space was distorted because it was too hot. After looking at it for a long time, the feeling of burning in the soul appeared again.

Xiaohong quickly restrained his mind and suppressed the burning feeling. The fire beads were really terrible!

Of course, he is greedy for Xiaohong, but when he thought that Meng Xuan had told him before that the blazing beads were the treasure that the world's refiners dreamed of, he had to endure the pain and said to Mengxuan, "The fiery beads are the magic weapon that the world's refiners dream of. Take it. This old man's storage ring belongs to me."

Looking at Xiaohong's reluctant appearance, Meng Xuan couldn't help laughing and said, "This time you have made the greatest contribution. Of course, this fiery firedrop belongs to you. And I just need the medicinal materials in his storage ring, and everything else belongs to you.

"But didn't you say that the blazing fire beads are the magic weapon that you refiners dream of?" Xiaohong said anxiously, "And when you have the blazing beads, you can refine better elixir, which is good for us all. I have many magic weapons to attack. My ancestor has given me a lot."

Meng Xuan proved her intention with her actions. She made the greatest contribution to killing Han Feng Xiaohong this time, and after being together for so many days, she could see Xiaohong's desire for strength. How could she touch the fiery beads?

Meng Xuan's heart moved, and the storage ring in Han Feng's hand fell off from the headless body and flew to Meng Xuan's hand. Then he said to Xiaohong, "Not all the disciples of any medicine sect are pharmacists. Besides, I can borrow fire from you in the future."

Mengxuan has said this, and Xiaohong will no longer refuse. The fire beads are indeed extraordinary. Of course, he understand that the fire beads can bring a qualitative leap to his strength, so he shrugged his shoulders and said, "Okay, you don't want it yourself." The mind moved, and the fiery beads flew into Xiaohong's hand.

"Hmm, it's cheap and sell well." Meng Xuan glanced at him, ignored him, and his spirit explored Han Feng's storage ring. Han Fenggui is the head of a clan. Although he is a small sect, he is also the head of a clan. The storage ring he carries with him will certainly surprise them.

The blazing heat in imagination did not come as expected. Xiaohong held the fiery beads in his hand, but had a feeling of holding warm jade. The golden light sprinkled warm people's hearts, and the warm feeling was like the rising sun, and even the soul felt surrounded by the golden warm ocean. Under this warm feeling, Xiaohong found that his perception of fire is more sensitive, and holding this pearl for a long time is of great benefit to practicing the fire method.

It's really a good thing and a good magic weapon. Xiaohong was surprised and looked at the golden flame burning in the blazing fire beads, which should be the core of the blazing fire beads, mixed with the heart of the flames of the world. It is rumored that the heart of this fire also contains a trace of red flame golden emperor fire, which is the unique flame of the red flame golden phoenix family, known as the supreme of ten thousand fires.

Xiaohong bit his finger and dropped a drop of blood on the blazing fire beads. The blood dripped on the blazing fire beads. The heart of the fire beat and bloomed a soft light, absorbing the drop of blood. Xiaohong completed the preliminary refining. Such a magic weapon, unlike ordinary magic weapons, it takes a long time to completely refine it.

As soon as his mind moved, the fiery beads melted into Xiaohong's body. Then he looked at Mengxuan and saw from the latter's face that the harvest of this trip seemed to be good.

"How about it? What's good?" Xiaohong looked at the smiling Mengxuan and asked.

Mengxuan glanced angrily at Han Feng on the ground and said, "This guy must have often done some murderous things. There are so many good things in this storage ring."

With a wave of Meng Xuan's hand, a "small mountain" appeared on the ground, which was purely composed of many magic weapons and medicinal materials. The small mountain was bright and auspicious. Among them, the faint medicinal fragrance came, and the smell of various magic weapons was messy. There were also countless Yuanling stones piled together, which made Xiaohong a little unprepared.

"This, this..." Xiaohong is a little dry. When has he seen such a magnificent scene? In his best storage ring, the only thing that can be seen except for fruit is those Yuanling stones. But now the Yuanling Stone at that level is like a ubiquitous spirit grass thrown on the ground at will.

"Haha, I made it, I made it." Although Xiaohong's calmness, seeing so many magic weapons for the first time, he couldn't help laughing at the sky.

It took the two a long time to divide this pile of magic weapons. Of course, all the medicinal herbs belong to Mengxuan, but Xiaohong, the three heavenly treasures that can enhance their physical strength, laughed and accepted that the flesh is the foundation of his strength. Of course, this rare heavenly treasures will not be let go. Even Han Feng, such a rare natural treasure, seems to have so many things. It seems that he often does some killing and overstocking things as Mengxuan said.

Then there was Yuanling Stone. Unfortunately, there was no best Yuanling Stone. Seeing that he was so greedy, Meng Xuan couldn't help laughing and scolding.

"The best Yuanling Stone is not so easy to produce. It's good to have more than ten upper-level Yuanling Stones."

Finally, Xiaohong took a pair of top-grade spiritual weapon-level gloves and Han Feng's flying sword. After getting used to good things, Xiaohong didn't even bother to look at anything else.

Xiaohong's previous life had three famous skills, which should really be four, anti-sky palm, Lingxu Weibu, ethereal swordsmanship and purple eyes and silver pupils. It's just that Ling Xu's micro-step and ethereal swordsmanship are often called a kind, and it is also the most important magic power to establish the name of ethereal in his previous life.

Needless to say, Xiaohong didn't even touch the fur. With it, he could avoid the fatal blow of the master of the Yuanying period. The power of this magical power can be seen, and the law of ethereal swordsmanship is laid on the basis of Ling Xu's steps, and it is also one of the painstaking efforts of his previous life.

Xiaohong held Han Feng's flying sword in his hand, waved a few times at will, and nodded. This is a best spiritual weapon flying sword, but his Ling Xu's micro step did not even touch the fur, and the ethereal swordsmanship can only be practiced by Ling Xu's small steps. Sometimes Xiaohong is also very helpless. Obviously, he has magical power but can't practice. This feeling is like a person who has a golden mountain but can't consume it, which is extremely painful.

After picking up something, Xiaohong waved his hand, and the hill on the ground was included in his storage ring. Rubbing the storage ring with his fingers, Xiaohong secretly said in his heart that he was also a little rich.

Looking at Han Feng's headless body on the ground, Xiao Hong sighed, his fingers flicked, and a wisp of golden flame flew to Han Feng's body, but after a while, only a pile of ashes were left, and a suzerain disappeared.

"Let's go." Xiaohong took the lead in the direction of Yaozong.