Immemorial Paragon

"The ancestor war spirit is still very strong, and it is not yet possible to kill the reincarnation war spirit."

Feeling the breath of the ancestor war spirit, Mo Qingyun's offensive was slowed down a bit, and he was not anxious to kill the reincarnation war spirit.

Because once he killed the reincarnation war spirit, the ancestor war spirit did not attack the target, he turned around and attacked him.

Mo Qingyun was unwilling to accept such a result.

Next, Mo Qingyun has been in control of the situation, while consuming the power of the reincarnation war spirit and the ancestor war spirit.

Time passed by a little bit.

After a few hours.

With the careful maintenance of Mo Qingyun, the powers of the ancestors and reincarnation war spirits were all weakened to the extreme.

Today, the ancestor war spirit and reincarnation war spirit can exert their strengths only at the early levels of the emperor.

For this level of combat power, Mo Qingyun can easily crush it.

"It's time to fix them."

Mo Qingyun made a decision in his heart, he no longer kept his hand, and attacked the reincarnation war spirit with all his strength.

With Mo Qingyun's full shot, the body of the reincarnation war spirit was blasted almost instantly.

After a short while.

Under the attack of Mo Qingyun, the reincarnation war spirit was shattered and fragmented, and completely disappeared in the heavens and the earth.

As the reincarnation war spirit was killed and the ancestor war spirit lacked an attack target, he rushed towards Mo Qingyun.

"Since the reincarnation war spirit is destroyed, it doesn't make sense to keep it."

Looking at the incoming ancestor war spirit, Mo Qingyun's mouth appeared a smile, and madly shot at him.

The ancestor war spirit has no body, and it is easier to deal with it.

It took less than a quarter of an hour before Mo Qingyun blasted it out.

"Trouble is finally resolved."

After solving the two war spirits, Mo Qingyun took a deep breath and was relieved.

Mo Qingyun took a short break, and he looked at the hall not far away, and said, "I don't know about this tribe. Has anyone set foot here and took away this treasure?"

With a strong expectation, Mo Qingyun walked into a hall.

As soon as Mo Qingyun walked into the hall, a dazzling light passed from the center of the hall.

Looking around, I saw a huge light cluster in front of a huge statue.

"A lot of Holy Light!"

Looking at the huge light group, Mo Qingyun's eyes were full of surprises, saying: "If such a large group of Holy Light, if I blend it into myself, I will spend a month on the Jihad Continent, I am afraid it will not be consumed Finish? "

Such an idea appeared, Mo Qingyun no longer hesitated, and immediately began to collect the light of the Holy Light.

Soon, this huge group of holy light was absorbed into the light of holy light by Mo Qingyun.

"In a short time, there is no need to worry about the light of Holy Light."

Looking at the light of the Holy Glory on his body, Mo Qingyun was full of surprises and looked towards the other palaces, saying: "The first palace will be hugely harvested. I wonder what kind of gains will be made in other palaces?"

With a strong expectation, Mo Qingyun walked quickly to other palaces and searched inside.

Disappointing Mo Qingyun, there are no treasures left in other palaces.

To be precise, there is not even some Holy Light, even if there is very little.

"The last palace is left, I hope not to let me down."

Mo Qingyun said to himself, walking into the last palace with a strong expectation.

Mo Qingyun walked into the palace, and the structure and layout inside it were different from what he thought.

"This seems to be a library."

Looking into the palace, Mo Qingyun guessed the purpose of the palace, and became more interested in it, saying, "I don't know if there will be some secrets for cultivation in this palace."

Mo Qingyun's skills and magical powers are still very lacking, only the "Thunder Thunder Dragon Wave" and "Dark Demon Dragon Eater".

What's more, these two supernatural powers are both long-range warfare and there are some disadvantages.

Bringing back a curiosity and expectation, Mo Qingyun raised his foot to the second floor of the hall and searched the palace seriously.

There is not much space on the second floor. There are only a few bookshelves with only a few worn books on it.

These books, because they are too old, are basically weathered.

As soon as Mo Qingyun touched them, they turned into powder and scattered from the bookshelf.

Seeing this, Mo Qingyun was disappointed. He looked at the third floor and said, "The third floor is still left. I hope it is not the same as here."

Mo Qingyun said to himself, he came to the third floor.

The third floor is even smaller, with only a desk and a bookshelf and chairs.

Mo Qingyun glanced around and found that the desk was cluttered, as if caused by panic.

"It seems that when the owner of this palace left, he was already in a state of panic."

Looking at the situation on the desk, Mo Qingyun thought about it, and roughly guessed the situation at that time.

Under the observation of Mo Qingyun, he went to the desk and picked up a writing brush at will.

Huh!

As soon as Mo Qingyun encountered the writing brush, he felt clearly that a sharp breath struck.

I saw that the original simple writing brush suddenly burst into sharp sword-like momentum under his touch.

"What a powerful brush!"

Feeling the breath radiated from the brush, Mo Qingyun's heart was shocked and said, "Only in terms of power, the huge power of this brush is not weaker than the empty dyed blood **** sword.

As soon as Mo Qingyun thought, he picked up the writing brush and watched it carefully.

"This is just an ordinary writing brush. The reason why it is powerful is because the people who use it are powerful."

Observing the writing brush, Mo Qingyun had a clear understanding of its power, saying: "When the cohesive power accumulated on it is exhausted, it will become an ordinary writing brush."

Although the writing brush was not a magic weapon, Mo Qingyun didn't care and put it in the storage bracelet.

Next, Mo Qingyun picked up the other things on the desk one by one and observed them.

They are similar to writing brushes, they have been used by powerful people for a long time, and they have a lasting influence.

Taking away the things on the table, Mo Qingyun looked at the bookshelf aside, but saw that it was empty.

"It seems that there is only such a chance in this library."

Mo Qingyun thought so, he didn't want to stay any more, and turned to leave here.

Just when Mo Qingyun turned around and was about to leave.

In the corner of the bookshelf, an ancient book caught his attention.

"This book should have been left out accidentally when the owner left here."

As soon as Mo Qingyun thought, he walked towards the book and carefully picked it up.

Mo Qingyun was very worried. Like the books on the second floor, his hand turned gray when he touched it.

"The Nine Days of Raising War"

Put the book in your hand, and the handwriting on the book is introduced into Mo Qingyun's eyes.

Not surprisingly, this should be a powerful tactic.

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