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"What a strong aura! This is the breath of a witch, can't it be an ancient great witch?"

Wei Yang muttered to himself, he couldn't believe it.

If it is really a great witch, then what kind of powerhouse should it be?

Can a strong man of this level die here?

Whispering in his heart, Wei Yang flew down directly with his sword, approaching the place of evil spirit.

Soon, Wei Yang saw clearly.

It was a man who was two feet tall, covered in flesh, with disheveled hair, and dressed in animal skins.

It looked like he was covered in bruises and blood had drained dry.

The man had a ferocious face, and stood there with a long knife that was too big, so that he could stand up straight.

Around it, with a radius of hundreds of miles, there are corpses all over the ground.

But this man is the only one who won't die, his body won't rot, he stares at the sky angrily, as if he's still shouting provocatively, come on, come hit me!

Wei Yang was shocked by the tragic and heroic scene.

For a long time.

Wei Yang had great admiration for this man who never retreated and died in battle.

Immediately, his figure slowly approached, stepped over thousands of bones, and came to the strong man, with a solemn expression, crossed hands, and bowed down to salute.

This is respect for heroes.

Practitioners of my generation should have this momentum.

After saluting, Wei Yang looked at the strong man and said with a smile: "Senior's momentum is like a rainbow, and his evil spirit is soaring to the sky. This junior admires it. Therefore, this junior should also learn from his predecessor. In order to become stronger, he will go forward without hesitation. Therefore, the senior has a long sword, and the junior looks at it." Come on, senior, would you like it?"

"Senior, if you don't speak, I will take it as your acquiescence."

Wei Yang continued to speak solemnly.

Then, he waved his hand, and the sword pill flew out, encircling the long knife and devouring it continuously.

Wait for the long knife to be swallowed.

The strong man's body seemed to be a little unsteady.

Wei Yang beckoned, gathered soil into a staff, instead of a long knife, and continued to support the strong man's body.

Seeing this scene, Milkman was dumbfounded.

The aura of the strong man who was originally so fierce suddenly changed.

The long knife propped up his body, extremely heroic.

But what's the deal with this stick?

I feel that the original heroism has become dying, not like dying in battle, but starving to death!

and so.

After the earth stick supported the body, the originally immortal body of the strong man suddenly decayed at an extremely fast speed, turning into white bones, and then the bones decayed and turned into dust, leaving only an animal skin, a pair of earrings, and an earth stick.

Wei Yang blinked his eyes, with a helpless expression on his face: "Senior, it's my fault, sorry, I didn't expect this earthen staff to be incompatible with your temperament, I didn't expect you to be ashamed to the point of self-destruction, junior, I am so ashamed, I am extremely ashamed Blame yourself."

Mouth self-criticism.

Then Wei Yang put away the animal skin and a pair of brass earrings with tears in his eyes.

The earrings were directly swallowed by the sword pill, causing a layer of yellowish luster to appear on the surface of the sword pill.

Clearly, the earrings have an extraordinary history.

As for the animal skin, Wei Yang collected it in the method of mustard seeds.

The animal skin looks like white tiger skin. This is an ancient beast. Even if it is not the white tiger that has been sealed by heaven and earth and is a four-pole beast, it is absolutely shocking in terms of value.

Got a big head.

Wei Yang let go of Jianwan's control, letting it fly around the surroundings automatically, picking and picking from the messy and damaged weapons, eating the ones that look good, and leaving the ones that don't look good.

Wei Yang himself, among the surrounding bones, looked for something worth collecting.

After all, it is an ancient battlefield, and it is possible to fight against such a fierce witch.

Certainly not weak.

The dead are dead, and the things are placed here, and they have been covered with dust for many years.

These things, aren't they wronged?

Any valuable thing must be able to exert its value, then this thing is considered valuable, otherwise it is no different from a stone?

Cleaning up the battlefield is really hard work.

Fortunately, the harvest is barely strong.

Wei Yang also picked and picked, and found five or six beads of various colors, each of which was different, but they were all good things.

They also found more than a dozen complete weapons and magic weapons. Although the refinement was rough, the material was good, and there was a value for secondary refinement.

In addition, all kinds of animal skins, no matter they are worn or taken directly from fierce beasts, have piled up like hills anyway.

From now on, here in the world, we will establish a sect, and these animal skins can be made into Zongmen suits, fierce animal skin suits, who wouldn't be envious after seeing it?

Who has seen it and doesn't want to come to my Chunyang Palace to learn swords?

This sword domain is indeed my Wei Yang's blessed land.

It's a pleasure to find.

Wei Yang suddenly felt something was wrong, turned around and looked, and found that the baby boy he was carrying was gone?

isn't it?

Don't let him follow behind?

This descendant of an ancient god is definitely not an ordinary child. Don't look at it like this, he must be sensible, just pretending.

If danger arises.

Not to mention that he opened his mouth to ask for help, it is impossible for him to be unaware of it!

Wei Yang hurried back the same way, only to find that the child was floating in place with a resentful expression on his face.

"Ahem, what's going on? I told you to follow me, why didn't you come?" Wei Yang asked.

Milkman finally couldn't bear it anymore and spoke.

"Bastard."

"Oh, don't pretend? That's okay, let's figure it out, why am I a villain? You little brat, I will take you away, and I will buy you food and drink in the future. If this is bad? Then you go?"

Wei Yang said confidently.

Milkman is furious.

If I can go, why stay here?

He said angrily: "There are forbidden places formed by slaughter everywhere in this world. This is a place of war between a great witch and the demon clan. The evil spirit of the witch clan and the demon clan are entwined. I cannot enter."

Wei Yang looked around him suspiciously, feeling nothing at all.

"Are you joking?" Wei Yang asked back.

Milkman rolled his eyes, unable to refute.

But in his heart, he was terrified.

Such a dangerous place, as long as everyone has a weaker heart and a weaker body, if he enters it, he will lose his mind in a short while, and either go crazy, or be eroded by the evil spirit, and become a madman, only killing.

This guy can walk freely in such an area?What a state of mind!

Are you a living Taoist Buddha?

"Forget it, if you can't move, just stay here and I'll buy it for you... No, I'll pick up trash and sell money to support you."

Wei Yang smiled, turned around and left after speaking.

The sword field is too big, so we can't waste time. Anyway, this kid is fine here. If something happens, I will definitely avenge you.

Seeing that Wei Yang really left again.

Milkman wants to cry but has no tears.

Who are these people!

Fortunately, about an hour or so later, Wei Yang came back, with a wide smile on his face, as if he was in the Olympic venue and contracted all the trash collectors inside.

Milkman is not annoyed now, because he knows that if he does not leave here, the current treatment will probably continue. Thinking about it, he feels that it is meaningless.

But after seeing Wei Yang, Nai Wazi still couldn't help but said: "The harvest is not small, right? Is there anything I can use?"

Wei Yang smiled and said, "What can you use?"

Milkman said: "Take it out, let me have a look?"

Wei Yang said: "You are beautiful, you will eat and drink from me in the future, and you still want to pick my baby? Do you want to give you a big blow?"

Milkman pouted.

Cheapskate, drink the potion.