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"What a good Yang Ming."

In Wanjie Station, Chen Muyu's expression was not very good. The power of the Hongmeng Wuji Sword Formation was really great. With his power, it would be extremely difficult to break through the formation.

He tried it with the pagoda given by Kui Feng. Although it could temporarily withstand the attack of the sword array and ensure that he was not harmed by the sword array, it still lacked some strength in breaking the array.

Yang Ming planned to trap him here to death.

In the office, Chen Muyu thought about how to break the formation.

If you want to break this formation, you probably need the power of the Seven Star Realm.

This made him quite helpless.

Dong Lai said, "Master, how about releasing all the alien beasts in the pagoda and using the power of the Hongmeng Wuji Sword Formation to kill the alien beasts? Perhaps, under the impact of the huge alien beast group, the sword can be It’s not certain that the formation will break through.”

I have to say that the method mentioned by Patriarch Donglai is indeed somewhat feasible.

It's not like Chen Muyu hasn't thought about it.

but……

Chen Muyu said, "This method is indeed simple, but have you ever thought that the sword formation was set up by Yang Ming. According to the law of the two realms, if these strange beasts fall in the formation, Yang Ming may do it." Benefit, the more alien beasts die, maybe his realm will also improve..."

"In this way, the formation is broken, but Yang Ming has been blessed and has greatly improved his realm. This is not what I want to see."

When Chen Muyu said this, Patriarch Donglai hesitated slightly. He had not thought of this level.

"Or, could the master borrow the power of the Ten Thousand Realms Station to leave the secret realm and come back in again?" Shang Shun was the one who spoke.

Chen Muyu also waved his hand. It is indeed easy to go out, but if you want to come in again after going out, I'm afraid it won't be that easy.

Shang Shun said, "The longer the time drags on, the worse it will be for us. If Yang Ming is allowed to inherit the inheritance, Master's trip will be in vain, and he will also strengthen an opponent in vain..."

"Um."

Chen Muyu pinched his eyebrows. At this time, Zhu Wushuang walked in.

Seeing that the atmosphere in the office was a bit solemn, Zhu Wushuang hesitated. He originally wanted to exit first, but Chen Muyu had already seen her.

"Wushuang, what's the matter?" Chen Muyu asked.

Zhu Wushuang stepped forward and said, "The many treasures obtained from the Yin Yang Sect have been inventoried here. Brother Chen, you have time to take a look."

While talking, a folder was handed to Chen Muyu.

Chen Muyu was feeling a headache, so he took the folder and flipped through it.

Zhu Wushuang said next to him, "After the inventory of spiritual jades, spiritual stones, elixirs and other items in the station has been completed, the recycling has been basically completed. The wealth gained is 300,000 yuan, and there are still some high-level elixirs and spiritual treasures left. It’s up to you, Brother Chen, to decide how to deal with the treasured weapon.”

Chen Muyu was introduced to the harvest one by one.

They were all taken from the Yin Yang Sect's warehouse. At that time, Chen Muyu almost emptied the Yin Yang Sect's treasure house alone.

"By the way, one of these treasures seems to be of a superior grade. The system on the site cannot identify its grade. Brother Chen, do you want to take a look?" Zhu Wushuang said.

The eyes are sparkling and very beautiful.

"oh?"

Chen Muyu was stunned. Is there any unexpected gain?

It's rare to find a super-grade treasure.

"Take it and take a look."

Chen Muyu became interested, thinking that it might have some effect on his current predicament.

Zhu Wushuang didn't say much. After leaving, he came in with a few more employees not long after.

Several people were carrying a black lacquered wooden box, which seemed quite heavy.

The box was placed in the office. Zhu Wushuang turned away from them and opened the box.

For a moment.

The dark and cold light filled the whole room.

In the office, everyone couldn't help but shiver.

In the box, lying quietly was a long gun.

The tip of the gun flashed with cold light, cold and biting.

A terrifying aura was released from the gun body, forcing everyone to hold their breath.

Inexplicably timid.

In fact, several people in the room did not dare to reach out and touch him, and consciously stood a few meters away.

"This spear is the only thing that cannot be found on the website. It must be a super-grade magic weapon."

Zhu Wushuang introduced Chen Muyu. She was of a lower level. At this moment, she was hiding behind everyone, with a pretty face painted white.

Chen Muyu immediately pulled out the system scan.

Not surprisingly, there is little information.

There is only one name.

Hongmeng gun.

Hongmeng gun?

Chen Muyu frowned slightly. Although he didn't know the specific information about this magical weapon, he could guess from the name alone that this gun was probably related to the Holy Lord Hongmeng.

Maybe it is a relic of Holy Lord Hongmeng.

"Master, the grade of this gun is not low, it is obviously above grade, and judging from its aura, it should be a rare offensive magic weapon."

Ancestor Donglai had a serious look on his face, "If you can conquer this treasure, maybe you can use its divine power to break through the Hongmeng Wuji Formation..."

What Donglai said is not an exaggeration at all.

Just the aura and coercion emanating from it already made them feel the trembling from their souls. It can be imagined that the power of this magical weapon is definitely not small.

Chen Muyu pinched his chin, with the same serious expression on his face.

After hesitating for a moment, Chen Muyu leaned down and reached out to grab the gun body.

"Brother Chen."

Zhu Wushuang reminded from the side, "Brother Chen, be careful. The super-grade magic weapons and weapon spirits are unparalleled and cannot be conquered so easily."

"Um."

Chen Muyu simply nodded, gave Zhu Wushuang a reassuring look, and immediately grabbed the gun body with his right hand.

An icy aura came out of the gun and quickly swept through Chen Muyu's body.

Chen Muyu felt like he had fallen into an ice cave in the middle of summer. He shivered all over. His scalp was numb from the cold and his mind was frozen.

After a moment, he managed to suppress this feeling.

There was a flash of light in front of him, and in an instant, the scene changed, and he was actually in a land of ice and snow.

Cold, extremely cold.

As far as the eye can see, the sky is filled with snow and a vast expanse of white.

In front of him, on the snow, a middle-aged man wearing a white robe appeared.

Instrument spirit.

The man looked to be in his forties, with a beard, a face shaped like an axe, and a pair of eyes as deep as water. Just one look at him made Chen Muyu feel cold in his heart.

What a scary look.

"Fellow Taoist, are you the weapon spirit of the Hongmeng Spear?" Chen Muyu calmed down and raised his hand to the opponent.

The man glanced at Chen Muyu indifferently, without any emotion at all.

"Oh, it's rare that after all these years, someone can still call me by my name."

The man's voice was calm and unusually cold. There was a bit of joking in his words, and he seemed to be mocking himself.

Of course Chen Muyu would not say that he did not know him at all, it was just that the system gave him some simple information.