Return of the War God

"buzzing"

Eight light groups constantly floated up and down above the heads of the six people, exuding amazing fluctuations, and each light group seemed to be hiding a beast!

"What are these?"

Xiaobai Ou opened her mouth with a hint of doubt. Obviously, she felt a strong fluctuation from the eight light groups!

"High-grade mortal artifact! These eight pieces are actually high-grade mortal artifact!"

Mo Honglian couldn't help exclaiming, her beautiful eyes were full of shock, and she couldn't believe her own eyes.

Mo Qingye, Lin Yingluo, and Sima Ao were also shocked, they couldn't imagine Ye Wuque just waved one hand and took out eight high-grade mortal objects!

"Everyone, pick whatever you like, and take it yourself."

With a slight smile, Ye Wuque pointed his right hand at the eight high-grade mortal objects suspended above his head.

This is actually the decision Ye Wuque made after refining the storage ring left by Wan Ji Yuanyang.

This storage ring itself has a space of thirty feet, which is one level higher than the primary storage ring given by Qi Shilong from Ye Wuque. It belongs to the intermediate storage ring, and there are a total of two things stored in it.

One of them is these eight high-grade mortal artifacts, and Ye Wuque decided to give one to each of the five people.

"Brother Wuque, is it hidden in that storage ring?"

With a flash of eyes, Mo Honglian thought of the crux of the problem, and also saw the silver storage ring on Ye Wuque's right glove.

"Well, what Sister Mo said is right. It is exactly what is hidden in this storage ring."

The other five were dazzled for a while looking at the eight high-grade mortal artifacts suspended above their heads.

Each of these eight high-grade mortal artifacts has a different shape, swords, knives, half-moon wheels, gloves, etc., and so on, each of which exudes strong fluctuations. Obviously, even among the top-grade mortal artifacts, it is the best quality one. one type.

"Don't be dumbfounded, just pick it up."

Ye Wuque saw that several people still hadn't started to choose, and said again, but he immediately noticed that the faces of the three Mo's sisters became slightly strange.

"What's wrong?"

The three pairs of beautiful eyes converged on Ye Wuque, and the three sisters stared at Ye Wuque at the same time.

Unable to touch his face, Ye Wuque said narrowly, "Am I so handsome? If you three beauties stare at me like this again, I will be shy."

"Puchi"

Xiaobai Ou finally couldn't hold back her laughter. Following her smile, Mo Honglian and Mo Qingye also smiled at the same time.

"Brother Wuque, are you going to give us these high-grade mortal artifacts?"

Mo Honglian and her daughters knew how precious high-grade mortal objects were.

In the Hundred Yuan Realm, Xu Qingjiao's combat power increased greatly because of a high-grade mortal weapon, and Zhou Huo's combat power increased instead of decreasing after being injured because of a high-grade mortal weapon.

For cultivators in Soul Essence Realm and Soul Soul Realm, if they can have a high-grade mortal weapon, it will undoubtedly be an extremely important help. When fighting an enemy of the same rank, the ability to press the same rank, and even be able to fight with the same rank. A monk who is higher than a realm is entangled.

It can be said that high-grade mortal artifacts are only too few but not too many for cultivators in the Soul Essence and Power Realm. If you use one piece yourself, the rest can also be auctioned. Some are Soul Essence and Power Soul. The cultivator Jing rushed to buy it.

However, Ye Wuque now took out all the eight high-grade mortal objects he had obtained from Yuanyang inheritance and let them choose one, one for each person, which moved the three Mo's sisters.

"Brother Ye, are you going to give us these high-grade mortal artifacts? A top-grade mortal artifact is worth at least 50,000 or 60,000 yuan! If you take it to the auction, you will earn more than 300,000 yuan! Priceless!"

After knowing Ye Wuque's intentions, Xiaobai Ou still spoke with a hint of shock.

Mo Honglian stared at Ye Wuque with burning eyes, and what Xiaobai Ou said was exactly what she thought.

Sweeping the faces of the three sisters of the Mo family, Ye Wuque's eyes flashed a little softness, and said to Mo Honglian: "Sister Mo, during these three days and nights in the Hundred Yuan Realm, the six of us advance and retreat together, take care of each other, and take care of each other. The friendship forged has far exceeded ordinary friends. We, not only friends, but also comrades-in-arms, what are these external things?"

Ye Wuque's voice is very sincere, and his eyes are also very sincere. These are his words from the bottom of his heart, and there is not a single bit of falsehood.

Everything is just as Ye Wuque said. The six of them never knew each other, then they were together, and they became acquainted with the Hundred Yuan Realm. The friendship between them was thoroughly smelted and sublimated through these cruel three days and three nights. It was not stated clearly, but the six of them had already identified each other as their comrades-in-arms in their hearts.

"Woohoo ... people are so touched! Brother Ye, you said very well ..."

The sudden cry of this voice made everyone stunned for a moment, and immediately Ye Wuque saw Xiao Bai Ou's big eyes filled with tears, his face full of emotion and joy.

Mo Honglian and Mo Qingye's pretty faces were also moved at this moment, and their hearts were filled with joy and happiness. As for Lin Yingluo and Sima Ao, they smiled lightly and nodded lightly.

"They're all big girls, and they like to cry, so be careful to become a tabby cat!"

Ye Wuque rubbed the little head of Xiaobai Lotus with warmth flowing in his heart.

No one knows how lonely and lonely Ye Wuque has been in the past ten years. Under the name of Waste Wuque, he has experienced the warmth and warmth of human feelings in Murong's house, which is not humane to the outside world.

But the experience of the past ten years did not make Ye Wuque's character distorted, but made him more eager and cherish some hard-won emotions.

That's why he was so murderous after Jun Shanlie wounded Murong Changqing, and made a four-year pact: only when he didn't know that Xian'er was in pain because of the fusion of the true spirit, he made a desperate shot; only when he knew about Sima After Zhou Huo broke his finger, Ao was willing to give up the three trials and also showed up; only at the last moment would he arrive in time to defeat Zhou Huo and save the five people.

All of this is because Ye Wuque cherishes and values ​​these friendships from the bottom of his heart, and is willing to work hard and fight for them!

Ye Wuque once said to Kong when he chose to gamble his life on the human-level explosive elixir, that in order to become stronger, he would not hesitate to pay any price he could afford! And these friendships he cherishes are a price he can't afford, so Ye Wuque would rather give up the opportunity to become stronger, and try his best to keep these hard-won precious friendships.

This is Ye Wuque's principle.

"Since you are so generous, brother Wuque, we are welcome!"

Mo Honglian lightly tapped Ye Wuque's forehead, her beautiful eyes smiled, and her tone didn't seem to have changed. In fact, she was three points less polite and three points more close than before.

Immediately, she pulled on Lin Yingluo's four daughters and immediately began to choose the eight high-quality mortal objects suspended above their heads.

"Sima, you also have to choose, what are you doing standing up?"

Seeing Sima Ao standing beside him alone, Ye Wuque smiled.

"When they are finished, I will just pick one of the rest."

After speaking, Sima Ao touched his nose and smiled, but his eyes focused on Lin Yingluo's beautiful back, full of love.

After a while, the four women each chose their favorite top-grade mortal utensils.

Mo Honglian chose a half-moon wheel, which was called the Moon Essence Wheel. The whole body is one foot in size, silver-white, and the edges on both sides are looming. After refining, it can be under the command of the master. Within ten feet of the whole body, when the mind moves, the moon essence wheel is like an arm, and it reaches it in an instant.

Mo Qingye chose the top-grade ordinary vessel called Qingyan Glazed Lamp. As its name suggests, it is a small cyan lamp. There are three green smoke restrictions inside, one is stronger than the other. If you encounter an unmatched opponent, It can release the prohibition to trap the enemy, allowing you to escape calmly.

Xiaobai Ou smiled and held a gray bead called Sanyue Bead. After refining, the bead can be turned into a size of several dozen feet, with the potential of Taishan pressing the top. It is best to use it to smash people. allow.

Lin Yingluo holds a thin and soft purple long sword in her hand. This sword is called the Ziwei Soft Sword. If it is not used on weekdays, it can be used as a belt and tied around the waist. Broken jade, cut iron like mud.

The four goddesses were all a little excited, and they couldn't put it down and caressed the top-grade mortal objects in their hands.

Seeing that the selection of the four women was completed, Sima Ao stepped forward, and there was a simple-looking knife floating above the void, a pair of pale gold gloves, and a fiery red body-fitting soft armor.

Staring at the last three remaining high-grade mortal utensils, Sima Ao thought for a while, and finally chose the simple-looking knife.

The name of the knife is Gufeng. It has no cutting edge. This knife is extremely thick. The knife holder needs to be strong in order to use Ruyi. Once he completely controls the Gufeng knife and runs Ruyi, he can lift the weight lightly and drop ten times with one force. The power is extremely powerful. terrifying.

So far, each of the five people has a top-grade mortal artifact of their choice.

"buzz"

With a thought, Ye Wuque put the remaining two high-grade mortal utensils into the storage ring. In fact, he still has a bloody knife that he took from Zhou Huo, but Ye Wuque knew that even if he took it out, no one would take it out. I will go to choose, it is better to keep it for auction or give it away later.

"Sister Mo, is this the so-called Yuan Dan?"

Just as several people carefully received the storage ring for the top-grade mortal objects, Mo Honglian heard an inquiry from Ye Wuque.

I saw Ye Wuque's right hand laying a few white medicinal herbs that were five points smaller than longan. There was a faint light on it, the medicinal power was very pure, and its quality had reached the first grade.

"That's right, you are holding the Yuan Dan. This pill can be used for training. The medicinal power is pure and without the slightest side effects. If a cultivator in the physical fitness realm takes this pill, it can greatly improve the qi and blood refining through the skin and flesh meridians. The time of the bone marrow has been welcomed by all the aristocratic sects, and it has become a hard commodity in the transaction between monks. As long as you have enough Yuandan, you can buy anything at the auction with Yuandan."

What Ye Wuque held in his hand was another thing left by Ji Yuanyang in the storage ring, 100,000 Yuan Dan.

"Oh? It seems that this thing is still very precious."

"Of course, Yuan Dan can be used not only to take, but also to buy various resources needed for training. No one will think too much."

When Ye Wuque proposed to distribute the 100,000 yuan pill to five people, but the five refused, stating that even if he is a friend, it is already the limit to accept such a precious high-grade mortal weapon, and he will not accept another yuan. Dan.

Seeing that nobody's attitude was extremely resolute, Ye Wuque had no choice but to dismiss this idea in the end.

It took nearly two hours for this to come and go, and then everyone left Sima Ao's small building and returned to their own small building to practice or refine the high-quality mortal artifact they had obtained.

For the next two days, dozens of young monks in the small building were immersed in their training.

The years of practice are short, and three days are fleeting.

In the early morning of the fourth day, more than a dozen streamers from the sky came together, and the bursts of fluctuations spread out, making all the young monks who were practicing in the small buildings immediately noticed and woke up one after another.

On the wooden bed, Ye Wuque's figure moved slightly, and his slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, bright and bright, and there was a touch of heat and anticipation.

Putting the light golden transparent gloves on his hands back into the storage ring, Ye Wuque stood up from the wooden bed and muttered to himself, "Is it finally time to start..."