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Chapter 1678 Strengthening the Shadow Cloak

Chapter 1678: Strengthening Shadow Cloak

Ling Yi's eyes were full of energy, and he seemed to have great confidence in this matter.

"The shadow cloak now cannot be hidden from the Mo Yu Qilin, but what if I refine it again?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Ling Yi's mouth and he spoke.

Re-refined?

After Ling Yi said this, Mausou was shocked.

It seems that I don't quite understand what Ling Yi means.

"The Shadow Cloak is a venerable weapon. If you want to refine it, then you have to refine it to the virtual weapon to work in front of the Moyu Qilin, which is at least at the level of the Nine Heavens Lord.

This is not an easy task.

Want to refine virtual tools..."

"Even your current refining level is a huge challenge, and you don't have the materials yet!"

Tu Tu pondered for a while, then spoke to Ling Yi.

Ling Yi couldn't help but smile when he heard the words of Tu Tu.

Tu Tu really knows Ling Yi very well, so the problem that Tu Tu Tu talked about was pointed out and there was no exaggeration at all.

However, Ling Yi seemed extremely confident in the face of the slaughter.

"I have the materials!"

Ling Yi said firmly.

"You have a der!"

Tu Tu didn't know Ling Yi's background, and he spoke immediately.

"I have bitter bamboo!"

Ling Yi said.

"You have a big fuck! Wait! You said bitter bamboo!"

Mausou suddenly changed his face and he reacted.

He originally wanted to mock Ling Yi a few times, but suddenly he heard Ling Yi's words and Tu Tu's face immediately turned ugly.

"You can't imagine it!"

Tu Tu roared angrily, and anger began to surge in his eyes.

Good guy!

Unexpectedly, this boy Yi was actually trying to make a decision about his own Kuzhu.

Now, that's why Mausou can't accept it.

"Good slaughter! This time, the recovery of the Shennong ruler is of great significance to me! If you have the chance in the future, I will return it to you if I find it again..."

Ling Yi also knew the stingy nature of Tu Tu, so he persuaded Tu Tu with kind words.

"I tell you, there is no door!"

The massacre was furious.

Since obtaining this bitter bamboo in the secret realm of Medicine Demon, it has not enjoyed it.

Therefore, for the slaughter, this is your own treasure.

Ling Yi is now actually thinking about his own baby.

How can this be tolerated by the massacre?

At this moment, Mausoleum refused harshly!

"Don't talk about the door, even if there are no windows! Don't even think about it!"

Tu Tu said to Ling Yi, intending to kill Ling Yi's thoughts directly into the cradle.

"I'll find it for you in the future..."

Ling Yi muttered.

But this sound always makes people feel inconvenient.

When Tutu heard this, it was even more furious!

Good guy!

I will go looking for Kuzhu in the future. Do you think it is a roadside stall?

Can you find it if you want to find it?

"The saint of Cundi in the prehistoric period of those days was just a piece of bitter bamboo, which could be made into a magic weapon that shocked the prehistoric world - the six pure bamboos.

In the three realms, if you want to find another bitter bamboo, I’m afraid this is not a question of whether it is difficult or not!”

"That's simply a fool!"

Tu Tu widened his eyes and pointed at Ling Yi's nose and scolded.

Tu Tu was obviously because Ling Yi wanted to touch his cake, so he seemed particularly irritable.

But for Ling Yi, how could he not know the character of the slaughter?

At this moment, Ling Yi was not angry, but instead coaxed the slaughter and slaughter.

Because for Ling Yi, he also knew that slaughter was just complaining!

In fact, under this situation, Tu Tu also knew that Kuzhu was just a plea to himself, but in Ling Yi's hands, he was able to survive this crisis.

In this regard, there is no comparison.

Finally, with Ling Yi's unremitting efforts, Tu Tu's face was gloomy, he took out the half of the bitter bamboo, his expression was extremely reluctant, and he spoke:

"This is what you said, don't lie to me!"

"In the future, I must find a bitter bamboo for me to eat! Grandma's bear! This time, I have really sacrificed myself for you!"

Tu Tu's expression was extremely ugly and he almost cried!

Shennong, who was on the side, couldn't help but laugh secretly as he watched the interesting conversation between Tu Tu Tu and Ling Yi.

At the same time, Shennong was also quite surprised.

Because, in Shennong's impression, the horror of the slaughter that year was spread throughout the three realms.

Everyone knows it, everyone knows it.

He is not only sinister and cunning, but also extremely cold-blooded.

It can be said that in the entire three realms, there are almost all servants or enemies of the slaughter.

There have never been friends, but at this moment, Shennong seems-

This peerless Great Saint of Heaven-Slaying Heaven seems to have another friend.

The name of this friend is Ling Yi.

And the relationship between these two people is naturally very sincere.

Shennong could feel that Ling Yi was willing to sacrifice his life for the slaughter, and the slaughter was also willing to sacrifice his life for Ling Yi.

"I never thought this bitter bamboo was taken by you! It was a coincidence.

I discovered this bitter bamboo back then.

Originally, one of the ten innate spiritual roots in the prehistoric world, if it were a mature bitter bamboo, it would not be possible for me to obtain it.

After all, the power of the bitter bamboo is only difficult to obtain by a saint."

"It's a pity that this bitter bamboo seems to have been killed by divine thunder, so it has been severely damaged and has also lost most of its power."

"That was obtained by chance by me.

After the Lich War, the Shennong ruler fell into this great world. At that time, it was severely damaged and the world inside the body was broken, so the bitter bamboo fell out of it.

That is, it was picked up by the ancestor of the Holy Medicine Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox

"This bitter bamboo is a congenital spiritual root after all. Although it has lost some power, the remaining power is still extremely terrifying."
Chapter completed!
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