Magic Treasures Wholesaler

"As far as the current rule Sage is concerned, Pangu is the second step. I and other rule Sages are only the first step, and among them, I have a high probability of being the weakest."

Duobao chuckled. Although he was the weakest, he was not very sad. On the contrary, he should be happy.

Weak is weak, but it depends on who is compared. If the target is Pangu, Hongjun, Luohu, the creation gods, Dao ancestors, and Demon ancestors, it's okay to be a little bit close. Who would mind?

Moreover, he had met Luo Hu before. Thinking about it carefully, he was weaker than before. Now because of the appearance of Taiyi, his strength has been ascensioned.

It may still be incomparable to Luo Huo, at least, not much worse!

Thinking about it this way, I'm still a little excited.

In thinking, the water turned into by the rules of the body gradually disappeared.

The warmth on the body, like the spring sun, disappeared.

"Is it used up?"

Duobao was stunned. He wasn't obsessed with that feeling, but he was a little bit greedy.

The water of rules washed away, so that some parts of his body had already taken on the characteristics of rules, not much, one percent.

It can be said to be a little pitiful.

After he has 100% of the characteristics of the rules, it is when he has completely completed the first step of the rules Sage.

"The regular magic power can also be transformed into washing the body, but the amount is too small. With my current Magic power, it is less than 0.5%!"

Duobao held his forehead and calculated the influence of the magic power in the body on the body, and the final result was not satisfactory to him.

Regardless of whether it is regular water or regular magic power, there is only one effect on the body's washing and refining.

The Magic power of the rules he originally had, plus the water of rules feedback from Heavenly Dao before, combined, it only allowed him to complete a one percent rule transformation.

"It's a long way to go!" The progress was slow, and Duobao sighed.

I calculated it silently in my heart. After Taiyi was fully established, the Heavenly Dao feedback he received might increase his progress by 2%, which was the limit.

"so..."

The layout of the two families of the Lich and the three families must be accelerated.

Duobao thought to himself in his heart.

Self-cultivation, the increase in the number of rules Magic power is too slow, too slow, if you want to take a shortcut, you can only get the rules of Magic power feedback from Heavenly Dao!

"Monster..."

Duobao glanced at the Yaozu's direction, and the movements of Di Jun and the others paused in his eyes, focusing on the ice-like Taiyi.

What Taiyi saw in his eyes really made him a little bit unbelievable. The ice-like guy in front of him was the one with a hearty character and carefree Taiyi before.

The sharp contrast between before and after made him instantly feel a strong sense of guilt.

If Di Jiang hadn't appeared before, I'm afraid he would have to show up now and tell Taiyi about the situation.

Putting aside the initial contradiction, Tai Yi is indeed a very suitable person to be a friend, hearty, sunny, without calculation, at least not a friend.

To be honest, Dubao is actually very willing to make Taiyi as a friend.

When they get along with each other, they are very comfortable.

It was indeed a bit uncomfortable to see him behave like this.

"Don't blame me, you are suitable for being a friend, but I am not!"

Duobao's expression was a little sad. Although there were various reasons, he did calculate too much.

"And, in the future, I have asked you too."

Duobao bowed his head and smiled bitterly, not in a good mood.

"Sure enough, I might be the best at calculating and conspiring!"

In the future, he may have calculated himself, and because of this, he sent Dijiang to this era and came from this point in time.

The one who is afraid should be that he can't hold it up and frankly talk about everything.

Use Dijiang to tell him that in the future, he once asked them, and they all agreed.

"It's really a good calculation!"

Duobao sighed up to the sky and looked back.

In any case, the future self really counts everything, and the emergence of Dijiang also represents a hidden message, and all of this refers to it.

It's just the future him, knowing his current mood, emotions, and passing it on.

"Fine, nothing, go ahead!"

.......

Among the witches, the ancestral witches who had a faint tendency to split once again gathered together, and the atmosphere was very harmonious, pleasantly surprised, and excited.

"You actually rescued the little girl?" Di Jiang looked at Hou Tu in Xuan Ming's arms in disbelief, strode forward, took it over, and asked in surprise.

Zhu Rong waved his hands again and again: "It's not me, although I think, but the biggest hero this time is still sister Xuanming."

"Xuan Ming?"

The ancestor witches were excited and puzzled, looked at Xuan Ming, and immediately saw something was wrong.

Xuan Ming's appearance has not changed, but his aura has completely changed, as if he was a different person.

Moreover, the witch atmosphere in her body, the Pangu bloodline, has also completely disappeared.

She just stood there quietly, but still gave them a very depressed feeling, very scary.

"Sister Xuanming, you..." Zhu Jiuyin looked at Xuan Ming in shock, feeling endless depression in her body, and her mood suddenly became very uncomfortable, without saying a word.

He controls time. Although it is not destiny, he can also feel endless sadness in Xuan Ming's body... He faintly felt that during the time Xuan Ming was away, he must have experienced something unimaginable.

These things didn't look good, and it was these things and experiences that made Xuan Ming look like he is now.

Before, it was because of the surprise that Hou Tu suddenly appeared, which attracted all the attention, and only then let him not notice Xuan Ming's situation.

Now, looking at Xuan Ming calmly, Zhu Jiuyin's eyes were sad.

"Sister Xuanming, you..." Qiangliang cautiously leaned in front of Xuan Ming and stretched out his palm, trying to touch Xuan Ming as usual, but when he reached half of his hand, he stopped again.

It's not that he didn't dare, but that after extending his hand, he didn't have the familiar feeling brought by such behavior, and some were just strange and awkward.

Although Xuan Ming was standing in front of him, he felt like a stranger.

"Sister Xuan Ming, what have you experienced?" Di Jiang hugged Hou Tu and looked at Xuan Ming, feeling inexplicably complicated: "Are you... still a witch?"

Xuan Ming's icy gaze swept across the Big Brothers, the strange stranger that pierced her, her heart trembled, and endless sadness rushed out of her body.

"I have lost my father's blood, I...I am no longer a witch clan."

Xuan Ming lowered his head to prevent the ancestor witches from seeing the tears in her eyes.

The Extreme Ice Battle flickered, affected by her mood, and the strongest ice-cold meaning rushed out. In an instant, even with the power of the ancestor witches, they didn't feel all trembling and being frozen.

"What happened?" Di Jiang asked loudly, ignoring his frozen body.

Xuan Ming explained his own experience one by one, and then he waited for the words of the Big Brother like a prisoner waiting to be judged.

"The cemetery of the gods...the mansion that is comparable to or even surpasses Sage!"

The ancestors were shocked and terrified.

Is there such a world in the precipice?

Does it really belong to the prehistoric world?

Outside the prehistoric?

Pangu bloodline can be sacrificed...this is a blasphemy against Pangu and God the Father!

After learning about Xuan Ming's experience, the first reaction of the ancestor witches was anger, but soon, the anger turned into helplessness!

"So, Xuan Ming, your blood was drawn by those gods to form a godhead, and then you pulled out this divine tool?" Di Jiang looked solemn, looking at the battle of extreme ice in Xuan Ming's hands.

Artifacts... In the past, there weren't no artifacts.

It's just that the normal artifacts in the wild are a joke compared to the artifacts in the cemetery of the gods.

There are Xiantian divine residences in the prehistoric land, as well as the ordinary divine residences born by Houtian. Mountains and rivers, vegetation, flowers and birds all have corresponding gods. As long as they are refined by his hands, they are considered to be divine artifacts!

This kind of magical tool that can enable people who do not have proof of the Tao to have the power of Sage, this is the real magical tool.

"It's true." Xuan Ming lowered his head, unable to see his expression, and his voice was dull.

She used her most proud blood in exchange for all this.

She is not afraid of other things, she is just worried, if there is no blood, will everyone still recognize her as Little Sister?

Suddenly, the shoulder was the First Stage, Xuan Ming turned to look around, and a carefree face appeared in front of him.

Zhu Rong said loudly, "Sister, what are you worried about?"

"Do you look down on us Big Brother, or look down on yourself?"

"Our relationship for so many years is because of blood?"

"Sister Houtu is because her situation is different, but you are different. You just lost your blood, and you are still you."

Xuan Ming looked up in shock, surprise gradually appeared in his eyes.

"You are not dead. No matter what you become, you are our Little Sister. Will we still expel you because of this?"

Zhu Rong's voice was loud, like thunder, and the shaking ears trembled, but Xuan Ming was very excited.

"Really?"

She looked at the other Big Brothers, and the ancestor witches all nodded at her, and smiled indulgently.

Qiangliang stretched out his palm again, rubbing Xuan Ming's head vigorously, and quickly turned his neat hair into a mess, and asked distressedly: "Why are you worried about this kind of thing?"

It was only because of the drastic change in Xuan Ming's aura, coupled with her appearance that a stranger would not enter, fearing that she would be angry, coupled with the sense of strangeness, so that he did not dare to do it.

The biggest reason was the fear of Xuan Ming being angry, not other reasons.

"Although it is a bit awkward without the blood, you are still you...it's fine if you get used to it." Zhu Rong said with a big smile.

Xuan Ming's gaze swept across the crowd, his eyes flickered, and he nodded heavily: "Yeah!"

The biggest worry disappeared, and Xuan Ming's mood suddenly improved.

Following this, the entire Great Hall was flooded, turning it into a space in the Frozen Land, returning to normal temperature again.

"Hiss~" Zhu Rong hissed comfortably, shook his head, and sighed: "It's still so comfortable, I said, Sister Xuanming, your strength has to be polished, and there is a cold air at every turn. Who can stand it? Live!"

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