章節 57: Low Grade Spirit Treasure

"This is..." Ye Qingyang was amazed, the golden pangolin on the hammer seemed to be eager to try it in the hammer, and Huang Houtu had the same virtue, they were all militants!

"Hey, this is the beast soul in the hammer formed by the wisdom which was generated by the hammer. The name of this beast soul is the golden pangolin. The mountain-opening hammer is a top-grade Tianbao. The pangolin is my favorite pet, and he can even emerge from the hammer and transform into a soul beast to fight." Huang Houtu stroked the golden pangolin on the hammer head, and the pangolin shook. It feels exactly the same as Ye Qingyang's treatment of Qianjizhu.

Huang Houtu stroked for a while, then suddenly became serious.

"Opening the mountain hammer, ho!" Huang Houtu said in a low voice, the hammer hair was full of khaki, slowly condensed like a mist, and rushed to the foot of the mountain, gradually spreading into a circle that could accommodate two people passing through. shape halo.

"Hey, take it." Huang Houtu dragged the mountain hammer, and all the mud boulders in the aperture flew silently to the golden pangolin of the mountain hammer. The boulder was sucked up without a sound. It was directly cut open, and the boulder that became a circular cylinder flew directly into the hammer.

In more than ten seconds, a large circular hole was chiseled out. A strong spiritual energy burst out from the entrance of the cave.

"I've already checked, and it's impossible for cultivators in the academy who don't have the master level to find us. Let's go to the weapon mound." Huang Houtu said and jumped into the hole with a hammer. Ye Qingyang also jumped directly.

"Huh!" Ye Qingyang reached the bottom of the cave and made an air cushion directly with the wind attribute, and slowly landed, standing firmly in the mound.

"Well, the spiritual energy here is really strong." The spiritual energy rushed towards him, directly replenishing all the infuriating energy that Ye Qingyang had just consumed.

"Hey, this is still a medium-level spiritual vein. When you meet a superior spiritual vein, you will know what it means to be inexhaustible." Huang Houtu sat on the big stone, the hammer in his hand absorbed the strong yellow infuriating energy. The golden pangolin in the hammer Crazy sucker of the aura in the cave. After a while, he stopped, patted his stomach and lay in the hammer.

"This... This beast soul can absorb the true energy of the outside world?" Ye Qingyang stared at the pangolin with wide eyes.

"What's this, the soul beast can still eat the weapons in the food tomb. If it wasn't for the fear that your Thousand Machine Orbs would not be enough to feed, I would have released my hill (ahem, it's a golden pangolin) and deal with all the weapons." Huang Houtu said, stroking the hammer lightly.

"Huh?" Ye Qingyang suddenly felt nauseous.

"Nima, it's not Jiangzi. Xiaoshan is my right-hand man!" Huang Houtu also understood what Ye Qingyang meant and tried his best to explain.

"I understand. I understand." Ye Qingyang nodded lightly.

"I understand your sister!" Huang Houtu really wanted to go up and beat Ye Qingyang.

"Then, how can I make the Qianjizhu absorb the power of true qi like your opening hammer?" Ye Qingyang also wanted to let the Qianjizhu absorb the power to advance early.

"It's easy to handle, you take it out and he will automatically eat it as long as you allow it." Huang Houtu was playing with the pangolin in the hammer with his fingers and turned back.

"Thousand Machine Beads!"

Ye Qingyang waved his hand to call out the Qianjizhu. As soon as the Qianjizhu encountered the surging spiritual energy in the tomb, it subconsciously sucked it.

The Thousand Machine Beads do not only absorb one kind of aura like the Mountain Opening Hammer, but all the colorful auras poured into the Thousand Machine Beads.

"You're too lame! Absorb everything!" Huang Houtu next to him was frightened at the time, and this Nima was a little too lame.

"I'm trying to be low-key." Ye Qingyang also started to get nervous, he could clearly feel the aura of the Thousand Machine Beads in the non-stop sucker's hole, and that power could immediately drag the level of the Thousand Machine Beads up one level. .

"Hey, don't suck so hard, kid. Save some for my hill!"

"Hey, boy!"

"Huh! Xiaoshan, come out!" Huang Houtu watched the spiritual energy in the tomb quickly absorbed into the Thousand Machine Beads, and his own hammer was not full, so he quickly brought out the soul beast - the golden pangolin.

When the golden pangolin came out, Ye Qingyang jumped. "Zun Huang, you don't need Jiang Zi. You have recruited all the soul beasts you need."

"I'm late. My hill need to feed!" Huang Houtu gave an order, and the golden pangolin glowed with dazzling golden light. Ye Qingyang also had to use infuriating energy to create a pair of dark-colored goggles to cover his eyes. The pangolin's two claws kept rubbing the dirt and stones in the mound.

All the spiritual energy in the underground position near the spiritual spring's eye was used up, and the golden pangolin's nose twitched, and the body curled up and looked very beautiful. The body is directly plugged into the hole dug. The body of more than four feet was directly blocked at the entrance of the cave. It crazily sucks the spiritual power of the earth attribute.

And the remaining spiritual energy was not wasted, and was absorbed by the Thousand Machine Orb in Ye Qingyang's hand, who was standing beside the cave.

"Hehe, my hill is amazing!" Huang Houtu was lying on the golden pangolin's curled arms, and he was very nervous when he lay on it.

"Can you, the emperor, and me, who have just entered the cultivation world, be compared?" Ye Qingyang was helpless when he stood on the top. This emperor really looked like an old child.

"It's good to know!" Huang Houtu had to shudder.

The two magic soldiers absorbed seven or eight minutes before they were stopped by Huang Houtu. If he sucks the spiritual veins again, there will definitely be a reaction, maybe it will be discovered by the elders in the academy on the top of the mountain.

The Thousand Machine Beads in Ye Qingyang's hands also slowly became saturated, and the beads flashed with colorful lights, flickering.

"Zun Huang, what's going on?" Ye Qingyang was a little anxious, this bead has never been like this before, how did it become like this after sucking a lot of spiritual energy.

"Don't be afraid, this is about to be advanced." Huang Houtu took the golden pangolin back into the hammer.

At the same time, Qian Jizhu changed in response.

*Bang*

The beads suddenly floated and spun within a foot of Ye Qingyang's hand, and the colorful aura was released and absorbed back at the same time.

After a series of movements, the Thousand Machine Beads fell into Ye Qingyang's hands. At this time, there were obvious fine lines of twenty-one colors left on the beads, and a slight light flickered in the beads.

Ye Qingyang also felt the change in the beads and breathed a sigh of relief.

It has evolved to a low-grade spirit treasure.