"Okay, Xiao Vine, treasures are not expensive.

I have enough silver bow.

But you have more attacks and insufficient defense.

If you have this thing around you, and if you encounter Han Yan's attributes that restrain you, you will also have the power to fight."

Seeing her say this, the fungus demon did not refuse and took the golden bowl and went to study it.

After persuading the fungus to leave, Feng Qingyu took a deep breath and prepared to break into the bloody battlefield again.

There was also the huge black shadow. Before she could get a glimpse of the whole picture, she was crushed by the aftermath of the thing. This time, she had to figure out what that thing was.

If she had expected it was right, the bloody battlefield was the level set by the silver bow for herself. If she didn't even have the courage to go for it, why would she become its owner?

With a close thought, Feng Qingyu sat cross-leggedly on the ground, putting the silver bow horizontally on his legs, and then her divine thoughts once again sank into the blood-red battlefield.

Without surprise, the moment the black shadow appeared, Feng Qingyu's divine shadow was crushed again.

Although only a wisp of divine thought was crushed, the pain of the body being crushed was extremely real.

He gasped heavily, and when the palpitations gradually disappeared, Feng Qingyu calmed down his mind again and entered the blood-colored space.

I don’t know how many times I have been tormenting this, and the pain of being crushed constantly tortured Feng Qingyu, but her divine incarnation has been persisting for a longer time.

When she entered the blood-colored space for the last time and her divine thoughts were crushed again, Feng Qingyu finally saw the true face of the black shadow.

It was an arrow, a crystal clear and huge arrow!

In front of the huge arrow, Feng Qingyu couldn't raise the idea of ​​fighting with it, and he didn't even have the courage to take a look.

Withdrawing from the blood-colored world, Feng Qingyu's chest was fluctuating violently, but the sharpness on his body disappeared. He seemed to have lost his soul, sat for a while and looked at the silver bow on his knees at a loss.

Diagonally opposite, the fire spirit beast was already asleep. The vine demon closed his eyes and hugged the golden bowl. The breath on his body was as thin as a gossip. Look at it, it was also the soul that was silent in the magic weapon.

Except for the sound of the wind blade that has never stopped, there is no other sound.

This silence is mixed with a bit of noise and makes people feel more anxious.

Give up, you can't defeat that giant arrow...

As soon as the thoughts arose in his mind, Feng Qingyu suddenly realized it.

At the same time, the cold sweat dripped down the forehead.

When did you start to think this way?

Is it the moment I saw the true face of the giant arrow, or...

Start by entering the blood-colored space?

Haha...Is this a heart-killing punishment?

It doesn’t count if I crush my divine thoughts again and again, but I still want to destroy my Taoist heart!!

The spirit reunited again, and the idea of ​​never giving up also began to rise!

When he raised his head again, Feng Qingyu's eyes were no longer confused, and his determination to contain the silver bow became increasingly firm.

"Believe me, no one in this world deserves to be your master except me!"

After the words were finished, the divine thoughts were once again immersed in the silver bow.

When it appeared in that space again, there was no living person here, and some were just corpses all over the ground.

What you see in your eyes is the bloody world, and what you smell in your nose is the bloody smell after decay.

The torrent of countless resentment hit Feng Qingyu's mind frantically, but this time they had just approached and were burned completely by the golden flames all over the sky.

The moment the resentment disappeared, huge arrows also appeared again.

But this time, the direction pointed by the tip of the arrow was Feng Qingyu below.

The huge arrows were like supreme gods, floating in the air to despise the ants below.

Facing the tip of the giant arrow, the feeling of oppression is simply not something that a divine mind can bear.

No matter how firm Feng Qingyu's thoughts were, her divine incarnation still disintegrated little by little under this huge oppression.

The consciousness returned again, and his hair was already penetrated by cold sweat, but the fighting spirit of the dark eyes became more and more high.

However, Feng Qingyu became more and more confused in his heart.

Such terrifying pressure is simply not something that any magic weapon can possess!

But judging from the spiritual power released by the silver bow body, this is undoubtedly a heavenly treasure.

Could it be that the spiritual power in the silver bow was blocked?

Or maybe, the giant arrow is just an illusion created by the silver bow?

Recalling the oppression that the giant arrow brought to her just now, Feng Qingyu silently shook the demon's head.

What the illusion constructs is just an image. Unless you are already timid in your heart, the illusion will not affect your heart.

And her heart was as firm as iron, and even if she faced the tip of the giant arrow, she had never felt timid. Therefore, the giant arrow in the blood-colored space was definitely not an illusion!

When the thought arose, Feng Qingyu wanted to enter the blood-colored space again to find out, but at this time, a thought came from the sea of ​​consciousness.

It turned out that the Mahayana remnant soul and black flame had been swallowed by the Golden Flame. At this time, the Golden Flame was digesting these two pure energy without any time to take care of it.

Therefore, after devouring the residual soul, I found something, so I could only take it out by the knife to Feng Qingyu to see.

"Things? What?"

While Feng Qingyu asked this, he had already opened the entry and exit passage of the sea of ​​consciousness.

A silver light flashed, and when Xiaodao's figure appeared, the black ring also fell into Feng Qingyu's hand.

"This is..." Feng Qingyu only glanced at it, and his heart stumbled!

"It's actually a storage ring!!"

After recognizing this thing, Feng Qingyu's divine thoughts directly invaded the mustard seed space.

The original owner was dead, and the soul seal on the forbidden had disappeared. Feng Qingyu broke through the original forbidden without any effort and invaded the inside of the ring space.

Unlike the forced space of the storage bag, the mustard seed space is more stable and wider.

Even a flame that is higher than Jin Yan cannot destroy the mustard seed space, so compared with low-level storage equipment like storage bags, a storage ring with mustard seed space is more practical.

But this thing is common in the fairy world. She has never seen equipment with mustard seed space for so long.

Otherwise, she would definitely buy one for herself, and the treasures she had worked hard would not be buried in the magma.

When Feng Qingyu thought of several destroyed storage bags, his heart ached.

If she had such a treasure, how could she have suffered such a huge loss?

I lamented in my heart that I had lost the treasures, but my eyes had already scanned the mustard seed space with my divine thoughts.

This mustard seed is spacious and there are a wide range of items inside.

There are all kinds of treasures, such as elixirs, spiritual materials, magic weapons, weapons, etc.

Among them, the most attractive thing to Feng Qingyu's attention was the ancient books and the white jade slips engraved with unknown things.
Chapter completed!