Qi Qi swallowed Huang Feihu's destiny, and her momentum became even higher. Bi『Δ quge

Qi Lin rushed over and looked at Pang Bi's body.

The Cloud-Piercing Arrow followed his thoughts and returned to the ancient Chinese map.

"I didn't expect that the envoy actually had Xuantian magic weapon." Bai Yuan appeared and was shocked to see Qi Lin kill Pang Bi with one arrow just now.

Qi Lin himself did not expect that these cultural relics from archaeological excavations would actually become treasures and travel with his soul to the prehistoric world. However, there are still a few things in the ancient Chinese map, such as water cannons and Chi You Banner, that are not lit up.

"Xuantian magic weapon?"

"Yes, there are four types of magic weapons in the prehistoric world, acquired, Xuantian, Zhitian and Xiantian." Bai Yuan explained: "The magic weapons refined by saints and below are all acquired magic weapons, which are the most common in the prehistoric world. The power of the magic weapons

It all depends on the level of the monk's magic power. A more powerful monk can also use acquired magic weapons to compete with more advanced magic weapons."

"The magic treasures of the Supreme Heaven are all treasures refined by the ancestors of the Saint Sect. The materials used for these treasures are rare in the ancient world. With the name of the god Tianming, its power has approached the thirty-third heaven, so it should be the Supreme Heaven."

"Xiantian, as the name suggests, is a treasure that was born together with the prehistoric era. These magic weapons are extremely powerful. Even the names of gods at the level of 'Ancestor' must be feared. Monks with insufficient realm who want to control them will only end up with their souls and souls destroyed."

"As for the Xuantian magic weapon... it is a magic weapon refined by the Nine Heavens Xuannv. The Nine Heavens Xuannv is the most peculiar and mysterious name of the god in the prehistoric world. She has refined many magic weapons and has become a lineage of her own. She is higher than the day after tomorrow and weaker than the day after tomorrow.

Zhi Tian, ​​so it is called Xuantian."

The white ape spoke eloquently, and Qi Lin listened very seriously.

The identification of the four types of magic weapons is also very simple. The acquired magic weapons are unchanged, the Xuantian magic weapons can shake the sky, the ultimate magic weapons make the sky tremble, and the innate magic weapons are even the "thirty-three heavens" and must be respected.

However, using the Sky-Shaking Bow and the Cloud-Piercing Arrow almost exhausted Qi Lin's energy. If he hadn't cultivated the Liangyi Creation Body, even if the arrow just killed Pang Bi, he would have been seriously injured.

"Does the so-called battle of gods mean killing each other?" Qi Lin sighed as he looked at Pang Bi's dead body.

"Even if there is no list of gods, the gods will still kill each other, but the list of gods makes this kind of killing more peaceful." White Ape touched his long beard.

"It's a world where the weak eat the strong." Qi Lin said to himself.

Bai Yuan nodded, feeling that this sentence was too essential. "It's been like this since ancient times!"

"Qiqi, are you okay?" Qi Lin asked.

Qi Qi shook her head and looked like she was just doing a simple warm-up exercise.

Qi Lin untied Pang Bi's storage bag, and there was a Xumi space inside. Huang Feihu was a general of the Yin Shang Dynasty, and Pang Bi, as the envoy of the gods, also had a lot of things, most of which were elixirs for replenishing qi and improving qi.

Medicine, these pills can be used by yourself to practice the ninth level of Qi training.

In addition to the chain gun, Qi Lin also found another magic weapon called the 'Pig-thorn Spear'. The magic weapon requires thought control. Obviously Pang Bi's thought practice has not been mastered yet, otherwise he would have been able to control the two magic weapons to attack him just now.

Qi Lin then found the talisman of the Yin-Shang general, drinks and food offered by other tribes, and several volumes of documents.

Qi Qi watched Qi Lin looking around in the storage bag indifferently, while she sat aside to digest Huang Feihu's destiny.

"Found it." Qi Qi opened her eyes and saw a black letter in Qi Lin's hand.

"Is this what the messenger is looking for?" Bai Yuan asked.

"These are his 'Nine Fingers of the Netherworld'. I don't have enough magical powers right now, so I can use them for self-defense." Pang Bi's Netherworld Fingers just caused a lot of trouble.

White Ape thought so.

Qi Lin then pulled out something similar to an edict and read it carefully, "The Banner of All Beasts Without Borders. It turns out that Huang Feihu came to the Wilderness of All Beasts this time to summon all the tribes to protect the banners and flags to go to the Song Dynasty.

The beast has no boundaries.”

"The Banner of the Borderless Beasts is the ultimate magic weapon. Legend has it that there are twelve flags in total, nine of which were given to the nine tribes of the Wild Beasts to guard the wilderness. Twelve flags can be gathered together to open up the 'Borderless Land of Beasts'

The formation is very impressive." Bai Yuan has also heard about the power of the Ten Thousand Beasts Banner.

"So good? Can you deal with me?" Qi Qi asked playfully.

"With the king's current state, I am afraid that entering this formation will be a disaster." Bai Yuan said bluntly.

"Brother, let's grab it." Qi Qi licked her tongue, she became somewhat interested.

Qi Lin has this plan. At the beginning of next month, there will be a martial arts competition for the guardians of the Pixiu tribe's banner. The winner will escort the Pixiu banner to Chaoge, and by the way, he will fulfill the original wish of this body and soul.

"Then let's get ready and go back to the Pixiu tribe in a while." Qi Lin chuckled: "I can't wait to go back and see the expression of the young master named Shang Ci."

Pixiu tribe.

The battle of banners and flags is unfolding fiercely.

Hundreds of adult men from the tribe started a fierce fight for the right to be the guardian of the "Pixiu Banner". This time was different from the past. In addition to protecting the Pixiu Banner of the Pixiu tribe, they also had to go to the capital of the Yin and Shang Dynasties, "Chaoge".

For the tribal warriors in the dangerous mountains and wilderness, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

The tribe leader Shang Qi and several elders were sitting upright and watching the competition venue. Behind Shang Qi was a large flag with ancient patterns engraved on it and a brave totem in the middle.

"I think the guardian of the Pixiu Banner this time is none other than Yang Jun. Shang Meng, the guardian of the left and right, can take on the role." An elder looked at the battle on the field and made a judgment.

"That's right, Mr. Yang is indeed a genius that our clan has only seen in a hundred years. After training at Mount Wei, he actually opened up the Tiangang Veins and reached the seventh level of Qi training."

"It seems that the disappearance of the wolf boy did not affect Yang Jun. Instead, it allowed her to concentrate more on strengthening her martial arts. Not bad, not bad."

After listening to the elders' words, the merchant beggar couldn't help but smile on his face.

In the field, a girl in brown leather clothes was confronting a mighty man. The girl had a graceful figure, slim figure, long silk legs, starry eyes and red lips, wheat-colored skin, and a forehead ornament on her forehead that made her look even more elegant.

She is none other than Shang Qi’s daughter, Lord Shang Yang.

"Sister Yangjun is really amazing. She has actually reached the seventh level of Qi training." The young man who was confronting her was about ten years old, but he was very mature and his eyes were steady.

Shang Meng, the eldest son of Shang Li, the second elder of the Pixiu tribe.

Shang Yangjun was silent, his eyes like dead water.

Shang Meng did not dare to be careless. He took a deep breath and performed the Black and White Hunyuan Jue. This is a technique inherited from the Pixiu tribe. It can deepen cultivation and magic power. There are seven levels in total.

Shang Meng exhaled slightly, and the ancient Qi turned into two rays of black and white light and circled around his body.

"Qi is like black and white, Jing and Wei are separated. Brother Shang Meng's Black and White Hunyuan Jue has reached the sixth level of 'mellowness'?" Shang Yangjun said calmly.

"Although I only have the sixth level of Qi, the Black and White Hun Yuan Jue has been perfected. Yang Jun, you have to worry." Shang Meng shouted loudly and slapped him with his palm.

A large hand seal of Zhen Qi struck hard at Mr. Shang Yang. This hand seal was so powerful that it was like a bear's paw and could crush even a thousand-jin boulder.

This ‘Pixiu Big Splitting Palm’ immediately surprised the rest of the tribe.

"Amazing. As expected of Shang Meng. This Pixiu Big Splitting Palm is practiced so fiercely."

"Even if Lord Shang Yang has the seventh level of Qi, he will not be easy to deal with."

Pixiu's big chopping palm came down, Shang Yangjun looked sideways, raised his eyebrows, and struck with the same move with his palm upward. The two big palm prints of Zhenqi collided together, causing a huge vibration, and the whole forest was shaking.

"What? Lord Shang Yang can actually compete with Brother Meng's split palm?"

Several elders were stunned.

Shang Yangjun moved his feet and rushed towards him. Shang Meng used the sixth level of Earth Evil Peak Qi, slashed with both palms, and countless palm shadows covered the sky and the earth.

Every palm shadow smashed the stone into pieces.

The girl waved her long sleeves, and her true energy flowed all over her body, turning into an umbrella-shaped barrier, allowing the shadows of her palms to hit her. Shang Yangjun tiptoed and passed through the numerous palm shadows very quickly.

"There is no distinction between black and white!"

The girl used her left and right fingers to tap the acupoints on Shang Meng's ribs.

This point is like a butterfly passing through a flower, elegant and freehand. Two rays of true energy penetrated Shang Meng's chest. The young man's body froze and the pain was excruciating. "Ah!" He stepped on his foot and stood firm, with his arms like a bear hug.

Pixiu hugs the pile!!

This hug seemed to have a ferocious beast pulling him in, almost a move that would hurt both sides.

Shang Yangjun calmly pointed his fingers again to avoid the man's hug, and then hit his chest with his palm. A blast of true energy knocked Shang Meng to the ground.

The girl's nimble steps flashed, her black hair accompanied her dance, and her fingers drew back her energy.

"Has the seventh level of the Black and White Hunyuan Jue reached the 'ruyi' realm?" Shang Qi was overjoyed.

Everyone was amazed.

"Amazing, amazing. Chief Shangqi is really blessed. At the age of seventeen, his daughter can practice the Black and White Hunyuan Art to the highest level."

"As expected of a genius of our clan!"

The elders also said with admiration.

"Brother Shang Meng, are you okay?" Shang Yangjun asked calmly.

Shang Meng covered his chest and said, "Thank you, Sister Yangjun, for showing mercy. I am ashamed of myself."

"It's a pity that magic weapons can't be used in the competition, otherwise I'm afraid Yang Jun won't be able to defeat Brother Meng's 'Tiangan Pan'."

"Haha, the protection of the flags depends on one's own strength. The magic weapon cannot represent anything. Besides, Sister Yangjun also has a 'Water Wave Mirror'"

Shang Meng circulated his true energy, and tribal doctors hurriedly came to take care of him.

After Shang Yangjun won, he sat at the table next to his father. Shang Qi looked at his daughter happily: "You did a good job. I thought you would be depressed after Shang Xuan died. My father was too worried."

"My daughter has already figured out that everything, whether life or death, depends on one's own strength." Shang Yangjun shook his head. "Besides, Shang Xuan has a cowardly character, so he may have such a day long ago."

"Cowardice is a taboo in cultivation!" Shang Qi snorted.

Next is another game, the winner will fight against Shang Yangjun for the right to be the guardian of the Pixiu Banner. If you become the guardian of the Pixiu Banner, you will have the "Pixiu Banner" to practice with. For the monks of the Nine Heavens of True Qi
To be continued...