Xuanhuan: I'm really not an expert!

Chapter 81 The Supreme Artifact
Wu Tang's mood is particularly restless, is this the world of the boss?

Are all the demon ancestors at the star king level who come out to hunt?

"My son, can I put it away for you?"

Wu Tang hurried over, pulled out the arrow from Iron Wing Demon Ancestor's body, and put the corpse into his storage ring.

However, the moment he looked at the arrow in his hand, Wu Tang's body trembled violently, and his expression changed.

"Is this actually made by the bamboo of the great way?"

At this moment, Wu Tang felt that his head had turned into a paste, and he was dumbfounded, staring blankly at the arrow in his hand.

The bamboo of the avenue, this is a supreme fetish, and now it is used to make arrows.

For a moment, Wu Tang felt like a bumpkin, so excited to see the bamboo of the great way, or these things are commonplace in the eyes of other young masters.

After thinking about Chen Xiao's horror, Wu Tang felt relieved, maybe this is the life of a boss, this is not something they can understand.

The current self is still too weak.

Wu Tang comforted himself silently in his heart, and then handed the arrow to Chen Xiao with a smile on his face.

"My lord, this is your arrow."

At this time, Wu Tang looked at the arrow with reluctance in his eyes.

"Thank you so much. Now that you've met me, let's go to my house to have fun." Chen Xiao said to the two of them. ,

"Thank you sir!"

The two responded quickly, their hearts filled with excitement.

Wu Tang's eyes quietly looked at the quiver behind Chen Xiao, and then his eyes were full of shock.

"This, this thing actually contains the power of the Dao, it's impossible, it's just a quiver!"

At this moment, Wu Tang was deeply shocked, as expected, none of the things around Chen Xiao were simple.

Then Wu Tang put his gaze on the longbow in Chen Xiao's hand, and the moment he looked at it, Wu Tang's soul was almost pierced.

In an instant, the whole body was covered with sweat.

"This, this turned out to be a magic weapon, or a magic weapon that was born with wisdom. After I took a look, I was counterattacked. Oh my god, I'm just an ant."

If this kind of magical weapon appeared on the mainland, it would definitely set off a bloodbath.

Wu Tang didn't dare to look at it immediately, he could only lower his head and follow behind Chen Xiao.

After entering the courtyard, Wu Tang immediately took out the corpse of Iron Wing Demon Ancestor and carefully placed it on the floor.

"Old Tie, if you take off this guy's tail, it can be used as my writing brush."

When Lao Tie saw such a good material, his eyes immediately lit up.

At this time, a bonsai in the courtyard was trembling.

It is nothing else in the bonsai, but the Black Lotus Demon Ancestor.

He looked at the corpse of the Iron Wing Demon Ancestor, with incomparable fear in his eyes.

"Iron Wing Demon Ancestor, this is actually the Iron Wing Demon Ancestor."

"He died just like that, it's okay, I'm just a flower, because beauty keeps me alive, it's a pity, why aren't you a flower?"

"You are so pitiful, but it's worth it. It's still very good to be the son's writing brush after death."

"At first, I was thinking that one day I would be able to go out and fix you up. Now that you have sacrificed, then forget it."

"I'm secretly telling you a secret. I'm about to break through. I'm so happy here. I'm soaked in star liquid every day. Do you know what star liquid is? It's a pity that the seal here is really terrible. You can wait for the thunder disaster to come, or you can break it."

The power of Lei Jie was so powerful that the Black Lotus Demon Ancestor couldn't believe it anymore, even Lei Jie couldn't break the basin.

Then the black lotus demon ancestor sighed and closed his eyes: "I'm just a flower, don't kill me, don't!"

As a robot, Lao Tie is still very efficient at work, and he quickly made the brush.

Looking at the brush in Chen Xiao's hand, Wu Tang was shocked again.

This brush is simply out of this world.

The bamboo of the avenue, and the hair of the star king-level monster race.

It is estimated that no one in this world can make it, and these two things are also hot potatoes.

Looking at the brush in his hand, Chen Xiao couldn't help frowning slightly.

Wu Tang asked curiously: "My lord, do you think this pen is not good?"

Wu Tang suddenly felt a little stupid, there was probably only one such a good pen in the world.

"I still feel like something is missing, this pen doesn't have any soul at all."

What is shocking is that just after Chen Xiao finished speaking, a broken soul suddenly floated out of Iron Wing Demon Ancestor.

"Well done!"

The moment the Iron Wing Demon Ancestor's soul just rose up, it was put away by Chen Xiao.

The soul of the Iron Winged Demon Ancestor, who was originally in a daze, was directly suppressed the moment he touched the brush.

Countless avenue power enveloped him like chains, making his soul grow at the fastest speed.

"this!"

The Black Lotus Demon Ancestor in the potted plant was shocked immediately.

He also thought that after the Iron Wing Demon Ancestor died, it would be considered good, but he didn't expect Ru to be resurrected now.

In the end, Iron Wing Demon Ancestor directly became the tool spirit of this brush.

In the courtyard meeting, after Wu Tang and Jinyin saw this scene, their breathing began to increase, and their hearts were pounding.

This is really scary, and a supreme artifact was born like this.

"Not bad, it's perfect now."

After getting Qi Ling, a smile finally appeared on Chen Xiao's face.

Wu Tang and Jinyin didn't know what to say at this time, but they just thought silently in their hearts: "As expected of the young master, or in the eyes of the young master, only the supreme artifact is what he really wants?"

Who could have imagined that this Iron Winged Demon Ancestor could be resurrected from the dead and directly become an invincible existence.

Although it is just a writing brush, there is a shocking presence shrouded in it.

Many people came to the gate of Wendao Academy today, but none of these people had any good intentions. Everyone was vicious, and their eyes were full of sarcasm.

These people are formal disciples of Haoran Academy.

"What do you want to do at Haoran Academy?"

The disciples who were guarding the gate of Wendao Academy said indignantly one by one.

One of them ran in to inform Zhang Jun, while the others stood firmly at the gate of the academy.

"What are you? Labor and management can come here if they want, can you control it?"

An old man from Haoran Academy spoke with gloom in his eyes.

Then his body suddenly appeared next to the disciple, and he slapped the disciple's head hard.

If this is shot correctly, the disciple will definitely die immediately.

Just as the old man was grinning ferociously, suddenly a palm appeared on his chest and knocked him flying.

(End of this chapter)