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Taking out a jade box and carefully sealing Taoist Jiupao's golden elixir, Qin Sang couldn't help but reveal a happy look on his face and let out a long breath.

Although this trip had many twists and turns, the most important goal was achieved.

Putting away the golden elixir, Qin Sang reached out and picked up the iron wrench. He couldn't help but be secretly surprised. This iron wrench was heavier than expected. It was indeed extraordinary.

Qin Sang took the wrench and looked through it carefully. He found that there was no writing on the inside and outside of the iron wrench. The rust was almost all inside the wrench, almost in one piece.

I don't know how this rust was formed. Qin Sang couldn't remove it even though he tried several times with his spiritual power.

He used his spiritual consciousness to easily scan the iron wrench every time, and found nothing out of the ordinary. It was a real black iron wrench.

Could it be that I guessed wrongly that this ring has special meaning to Taoist Jiupao?

Qin Sang's eyebrows gradually wrinkled. He still didn't believe that Taoist Jiupao would flee the world with an ordinary ring finger.

Suddenly, Qin Sang's heart moved. He turned over the ring finger and stared at the rust inside the ring finger. He reached out with his spiritual consciousness and carefully inspected the rust.

He was very careful and didn't miss any corner.

After a moment, Qin Sang's expression moved slightly. His consciousness seemed to have touched a certain node, and with a 'boom', he entered a chaotic space.

Unexpectedly, before Qin Sang had time to sense where this place was, a dazzling divine light suddenly lit up in the space. The body of the divine light turned out to be a knife, slashing at Qin Sang's consciousness at an astonishing speed.

In an instant, the sword light was close at hand.

Qin Sang reacted very quickly and hurriedly pulled away his consciousness. Unexpectedly, the sword light flew out from the iron wrench finger, following the trajectory of his consciousness, and killed Qin Sang!

The slender blade was extremely sharp, almost making Qin Sang break into a cold sweat.

A crash of thunder.

Qin Sang subconsciously threw away the iron finger, transformed into sword light, used the sword energy and thunder, and instantly escaped several feet away, and then got rid of the sword light.

He looked at the iron wrench with a complicated expression.

The breath of the sword clearly belongs to Jiupao Taoist. This is the spiritual restriction left by Jiupao Taoist in the iron wrench finger. Although he has died, the restriction is still there.

Except for Taoist Jiupao, anyone else who touches the restriction on the iron finger will be immediately chased by the sword.

Picking up the iron wrench again, Qin Sang was already prepared. After testing it several times, he found that the forbidden power in the iron wrench was not so strong that it could not be broken.

After all, it is an ownerless thing. Jiupao Taoist is dead, so there is no need to be stronger than Jiupao Taoist to crack it.

It’s just that Qin Sang definitely can’t do it now.

Unable to open the restriction, Qin Sang was unsure of the usefulness of the iron wrench, but the chaotic space gave him a very familiar feeling, somewhat similar to a mustard bag.

Can iron wrenches also be used for storage?

Qin Sang secretly pondered that if the iron wrench finger was a powerful magic weapon, Jiupao Taoist would definitely have used it against him long ago. This possibility is very high.

Let's put it this way... Taoist Jiupao's net worth is all in the iron wrench!

Qin Sang's eyes widened. Ji Wu's mustard seed bag was destroyed by the last explosion. He thought Jiupao Taoist's mustard seed bag was also destroyed, but he didn't expect to find something else.

Regardless of the treasure inside, the iron wrench itself is much more secretive than the mustard seed bag.

It's a pity that it can't be opened!

Qin Sang felt regretful. With the strength of the restriction in the iron wrench finger, he probably had to wait until he broke through the golden elixir before he could open it. He couldn't ask others for help with this kind of thing.

However, Qin Sang felt that Taoist Jiupao might not have many good things left.

He became a lost dog and was continuously hunted by Yuan Zhaomen. He had been on the run for so many years, and he finally managed to survive until Yuan Zhaomen relaxed, which only lasted for a few years.

Moreover, Jiupao Taoist himself did not dare to show his face, so he could only order his subordinates to move around.

The four demon flame users under his command were of the same mind as him. Yin Yan was killed by him early, leaving only Ji Wu.

During this period of time, Jiupao Taoist hunkered down in the dark, not only to heal his wounds, but also to repair the Ten Directions Yama Banners. No matter how rich his wealth was, he could not withstand the consumption.

In this battle, Jiupao Taoist's performance also illustrates this point. From beginning to end, he only used one Ten Directions Yama Banner to support the scene.

Thinking of the Ten Directions Yama Banners, Qin Sang put away the iron finger, stood up and scanned around, finding the Jiupao Taoist's Ten Directions Yama Banners in the sand.

Since then, three of the five ten-direction Yama flags passed down by Patriarch Kuiyin fell into Qin Sang's hands.

The three major golden elixirs of Kuiyin Sect were gone, and all the masters of late-stage foundation building who survived were also lost to Qin Sang.

It can be said that the inheritance of Patriarch Kui Yin, this generation of demon lord, has been completely cut off!

The flag of the Ten Directions Yama Banner was torn open by Feitian Yaksha, but the foundation of the magic weapon was not endangered, and it was not difficult to repair.

But just like Yu Hua's shot, it can't be done until Qin Sang forms an elixir.

Finally, Qin Sang dragged his exhausted body to the mountain wall and dug out the Feitian Yaksha.

The limbs were twisted, there were countless wounds, and pale bone stubble could be seen everywhere.

The most serious thing was the Dantian area. The Qi Sea was almost destroyed and the Corpse Pill was full of cracks. Fortunately, Feitian Yaksha's Corpse Pill was not completely shattered and there was still a possibility of saving it.

Witnessing the tragic situation of Feitian Yaksha with his own eyes, Qin Sang sighed softly, and then felt a little thankful that this was the best outcome.

It is too difficult to refine Feitian Yaksha, and Qin Sang would not have much confidence if he had to try it again.

Feitian Yaksha can still recover, but it will take time.

The corpse elixir was damaged, so there was nothing Qin Sang could do to help it. He could only let Feitian Yaksha warm it up on his own. If you stay in a body bag, this time may be very long.

I'm afraid it needs to be placed deep in the sinkhole to absorb the earthly evil energy at all times, so that it can recover as quickly as possible.

Qin Sang inspected it carefully, helped Feitian Yaksha heal his flesh wounds, and put it into a corpse bag.

The corpse bag was empty, except for two evil corpses in the middle stage of foundation building.

This battle almost wiped out Qin Sang's family fortune.

…

The moon is at the zenith.

Hanshan City.

The door of the Ji family's ancestral temple was closed, and only the head of the Ji family, Ji Sheng, was alone.

The forbidden area returned to calm, but everyone could not settle down and did not dare to go to the forbidden area to check. People were panicked. Ji Sheng forced them to go back to their rooms to meditate and stay alone in the ancestral temple.

The ancestral temple was quiet, the candles burned quietly, Ji Sheng sat withered, his cloudy eyes stared at the ancestor's soul, not knowing what he was thinking.

Suddenly, a gust of wind came from the ground.

The candlelight flickered, and there was a burst of darkness.

Ji Sheng suddenly turned his head, and was horrified to find that there was a refined corpse behind him. In the void next to the refined corpse, there were handwriting written by spiritual power floating in the void.

"I am Ji Wu's old friend during his lifetime, and I received help from Ji Wu. This corpse has the ability to build a foundation. If I leave it as a gift to the Ji family, it can ensure the stability of the Ji family for generations to come."

When Ji Sheng finished reading, the handwriting distorted and disappeared out of thin air.

Ji Sheng's eyes widened, he stood up suddenly and rushed out of the ancestral hall door.

But I saw the moon shining outside on the atrium.

The sky is filled with stars.

There was not a soul to be seen.

"My son..."

Ji Sheng faced the forbidden area and fell to his knees with a bang, a drop of dirty tears wetting the stone steps.