Spirit Realm Walker

It's not like Zhang Yuanqing has never seen props in various forms, such as red dancing shoes and military spirit masks, but they are all one prop with multiple functions.

As for the prop in hand, each form is different and has completely different functions. It is more like three independent props.

There is no doubt that this is an artifact.

Each of the three forms is the best. In addition, it is also a regular prop.

It has three rules. One: Resonance, which can destroy all defenses in the world.

Two: Binding, it cannot be used by anyone until the owner dies.

Three: Energy storage, which can resist any physical attack at any level.

The hammer that can destroy props and the thunderstorm cannon that can fire ball lightning, combined with night travel, are simply magical weapons for sneak attacks. Even if the sneak attack fails, I can deploy the purple thunder shield to resist.

However, the Purple Thunder Shield can only withstand attacks from the front. It is not as comprehensive as the defensive props of the earth monsters. In addition, it is not yet known where the Purple Thunder Shield's defense limit is.

After all, the defense of the Purple Thunder Shield itself is not a rule. As long as it is not a rule, there must be a limit.

"Try the power of these props first"

Zhang Yuanqing had an idea, and the round shield in his hand turned into a small pumpkin hammer, with a total length of 50cm. It is small and exquisite, and can be used flexibly and easily, which is very suitable for melee attacks.

Then, he took out a piece of red iron ore from the gang warehouse, which was called the Fire Demon Ore.

As the name suggests, it is a fire master profession, and it uses materials of saint quality.

Fire magic ore has two major characteristics, high temperature and solidity. It is suitable for refining cold weapons, but due to its solid characteristics and high temperature resistance, it is extremely difficult to smelt.

Zhang Yuanqing threw the fire magic ore the size of a washbasin on the ground, picked up the purple thunder hammer, and smashed it down hard.

"when!"

A sharp and piercing sound echoed in the room.

I saw half a pumpkin mark dented on the surface of the fire magic mine. "Heavy hit" is one of the characteristics of the Purple Thunder Hammer. Each hammer is a heavy hit, but the resonance characteristic does not seem to be reflected.

Zhang Yuanqing stared at the Fire Demon Mine for a moment. Soon, as if he had discovered something, he let out a light sigh and stretched out his finger to touch the surface of the Fire Demon Mine.

The next second, his fingers went numb and he felt a slight pain. It felt like when he was a child, he put his hand on a high-frequency vibrating engine.

The vibration of the fire magic mine was destroyed, causing slight ripples on the surface, and then disappeared.

Zhang Yuanqing stretched out his fingers to touch again, and the numbness disappeared.

It turned out that the Fire Demon Mine had been vibrating at a high frequency just now, but it was vibrating slightly. Zhang Yuanqing understood something, raised the Purple Thunder Hammer, and struck the surface of the Fire Demon Mine one after another.

Dang Dang Dang.

The vibrations on the surface of the Fire Demon Mine became more and more intense, and finally when he struck the fifth hammer, the Fire Demon Mine suddenly exploded with a "bang" and turned into dust and tiny fragments.

"Tsk, tsk, the hardness of the fire magic ore is even stronger than many props. It will explode in five hammers." Zhang Yuanqing stroked the little pumpkin as if he had found a treasure.

Next, he tested the defensive power of the purple thunder shield, summoned Blood Rose who was guarding the door, and asked her to transform into a werewolf and deal damage to the owner of the shield.

Blood Rose's attack power is comparable to that of a fifth-level swordsman, and its claws are best at breaking armor. The previous defensive prop of the fifth-level swordsman was scratched by the werewolf's claws.

But now, the sharp claws scratched sparks on the surface of the buckler, making a tooth-piercing sound. No matter how hard the werewolf tried his best, he could only scrape shallow white marks on the buckler.

"Crack crack crack."

The surface of the buckler under attack shot out twisted electric snakes, which bounced on the werewolf.

Each electric snake made the werewolf's body stiffen, his steel-needle-like hair stood on end, and he moved sluggishly.

In less than half a minute, its attacks lost their agility, and their claw strikes became weak and weak.

At this time, he immediately switched to the thunderstorm cannon and gave it a shot. It would definitely hit. Zhang Yuanqing thought this in his heart, but instead of taking action, he issued a stop order.

The werewolf was panting heavily, his back was hunched, and his fierce and pale golden eyes were dazed and confused, as if he was stunned by the electricity.

Zhang Yuanqing examined the surface of the shield. There were claw marks left on the round shield.

With a thought in his mind, he switched to thunderstorm cannon mode, and then switched back to buckler.

This time, the claw marks on the buckler's surface disappeared.

From this point of view, the essence of this prop is "liquid purple gold". Damage on the surface will not have an impact on the prop. Just switch the form and it can be restored to the original state.

In this case, even if the round shield is cracked one day, I don't have to worry about it being damaged. Zhang Yuanqing stroked the round shield, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

It is indeed the best of the best, tending to perfection in all aspects.

The cost of using it is either heavy or light.

The price of the Purple Thunder Hammer is that those under two meters tall can only use it for five minutes. If it exceeds five minutes, the body will be shattered to pieces under the gradually increasing resonance.

The cost of using the thunderstorm cannon is clearly written. Although it has not been tested, Zhang Yuanqing guessed that it was a lightning strike, which is a trick that kills one thousand enemies and damages eight hundred.

As for the Purple Thunder Shield, although he noted that there is only one price: losing the desire to attack while holding the shield.

But after Zhang Yuanqing finished using this item, he summarized its three shortcomings. One is the price mentioned in the remarks, and the other is that it can only resist attacks from the front. It is powerless against backstabbing and sneak attacks unless the holder can actively detect it. Danger, adjust the direction of the shield to resist.

The third is the reaction force. In the crazy attack of the werewolf, Zhang Yuanqing's hand holding the shield cracked.

If it had been a stronger force, it might have shattered his arm bones.

"Compared to its functions, these costs are affordable." Zhang Yuanqing put away the Purple Thunder Shield with satisfaction and looked at Blood Rose.

The clothes on her body were torn again, and she stood in front of her owner naked and tender. Under her straight breasts was a sexy waistcoat line, and her legs were round and slender, straight and straight.

Paired with that flawless face even though it has artificial traces, it is extremely tempting.

After being single for a long time, the Inferi looked so alluring... Zhang Yuanqing sighed, turning his attention away from her beauty and body, and stared into Blood Rose's eyes.

I don't know when her eyes began to glow with gold, and they began to transform into the eyes of beasts.

"You've only used it three times, and your eyes have started to change? Alas, Little Red Riding Hood's combat power is really good, but the erosion is too strong. I need to refine a few more Inferi in the future."

Zhang Yuanqing put away Little Red Riding Hood, and at that moment, there was a rapid knock on the door.

He controlled Blood Rose to hide behind the Hundred Refining Furnace, and then opened the door.

A strong man in black stood outside the door, bowed his head and said:

"The boss lady asked me to inform you that people from the Zhao family are here and want to see you."

Are you coming to ask questions? Zhang Yuanqing thought for a few seconds and asked:

"Is Zhao Feichen dead?"

The strong man in black shook his head: "The boss's wife has stopped the bleeding and treated his injuries. He is no longer in danger. Now he has been carried out to see the Zhao family."

Even my aunt, March, was not willing to give even a tube of life essence to her nephew? Although the original liquid of life is indeed very expensive. Zhang Yuanqing asked again:

"Who's coming?"

"Zhao Feichen's father, I don't know his real name, but his spiritual ID is Zhao Hongzheng." The man in black answered.

Nonsense, who from a spiritual realm family uses their real name? No, who among the spiritual realm practitioners uses their real names... Zhang Yuanqing nodded: "I know."

If he wasn't the head of the Zhao family, that would be fine.

But even if Patriarch Zhao comes, he won't be afraid.

"You leave your clothes and pants and go out." Zhang Yuanqing said.

"???"

After a while, a strong man wearing a pair of trousers held a few pieces of ore in his arms and left with a smile on his face.

After a while, Zhang Yuanqing walked out of the room with Blood Rose, who was wearing black clothes and black trousers. The clothes were too large and looked baggy on her body.

In the messy small shop, Lian Sanyue was sitting at the checkout counter, with one hand folded over his chest and the other hand holding a cigar. In his ears was the roar of his elder brother Zhao Hongzheng:

"Who, who hurt my son like this?"

Zhao Hongzheng looked at his weak son on the stretcher. When his eyes fell on the thigh root wrapped in gauze and faintly bleeding, his eyes were about to burst.

Zhao Hongzheng has gray hair and deep nasolabial folds and crow's feet. His son, who was only born when he was forty years old, is loved and pampered in every possible way.

Zhao Hongzheng attaches great importance to this son. On the one hand, he is talented. The most important thing is that Zhao Feichen was raised by the head of the old family.

The head of the old family loved this young grandson very much and regarded him as his heart. He also loved Zhao Hongzheng's family.

The grandfather and grandson have a deep relationship. If the old head of the family abdicates in the future, who will be the head of the family?

Even if Zhao Hongzheng's talent is not the best among the brothers, for Zhao Feichen's sake, his father will look at him more and consider him more.

Zhao Hongzheng glared at Lian Sanyue and said in a deep voice:

"Even if you have a bad relationship with your father, Feichen has called you aunt for so many years, and you actually watched him have his legs chopped off in your territory?"

Lian Sanyue sneered:

"There are so many people calling me aunt, let alone aunt! I'm willing to admit defeat. Zhao Feichen is seeking death on his own, so what does it have to do with me."

"you"

Zhao Hongzheng was about to reprimand, but Lian Sanyue's face turned cold:

"Zhao Hongzheng, just because you are not qualified to teach me a lesson, wait until you are promoted to master."

Zhao Hongzheng's chest heaved up and down, and he really didn't say anything more. He turned to his subordinates who were waiting outside the store and said:

"Go back to the Zhao family, tell the owner what happened to Fei Chen, and get a tube of life liquid over here, as fast as possible."

Outside the small shop, stood a row of spiritual practitioners in formal attire.

The subordinate in black clothes and sunglasses on the far left bowed to accept the order, turned and left.

Zhao Hongzheng leaned down and put a green bead into Zhao Feichen's pale and chapped mouth.

After a while, Zhao Feichen's face turned rosy and he woke up.

When he saw Zhao Hongzheng, his tired and weak face burst into joy. He immediately grabbed his father's hand and said through gritted teeth:

"Dad, avenge me, avenge me and I will make that boy pay the price."

Zhao Hongzheng patted his son's hand and comforted:

"Dad will do it. In Huadu, no one in Huadu can escape unharmed after injuring my direct descendant of the Zhao family. Dad has already sent someone to inform your grandfather. Dad will use the life source liquid to restore your injuries.

"Feichen, tell Dad who hurt you."

Zhao Feichen's eyes were filled with resentment, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"It's a star official, probably a deacon of Taiyi Sect, but not Zhao Chenghuang."

He told the story of the conflict between the two parties in an exaggerated manner.

Zhao Hongzheng sighed: "If it's a deacon of Taiyi Sect, I'm afraid dad can't kill him to vent his anger, but I'll do whatever he wants to do to him if he hurts you."

Zhao Feichen said displeased: "What's the point of this!"

After a moment of silence, his eyes suddenly lit up and he said, "Dad, I have an idea!"

Zhao Hongzheng leaned over and said, "Say."

"That kid is using my aunt's Hundred Refining Furnace to forge a top-quality item of the Saint Realm. I suspect it may be a regular item. You have people surround Wanbao House and don't give him a chance to ask for help from the Taiyi Sect. With him, On the grounds that he deliberately seriously injured me, he asked for compensation and got the prop first. Then, even if the Taiyi Sect asked for it, we would still have a reason to argue. The Taiyi Sect would not go to war with our Zhao family for a prop belonging to the deacon in the sect. "

He still couldn't forget the props in the stove.

The best props in the saint realm, rules? Zhao Hongzheng thought carefully for a few seconds, his eyes lit up, and he smiled:

"good idea!"

He immediately asked his subordinates to surround Wanbao House, clear the entire alley of ordinary people, and set up props for night travel and star escape. After everything was arranged, he looked at his half-sister expressionlessly and said:

"I won't argue with you about Fei Chen. Just let him go. I know the rules and won't do anything in your store."

Even March was watching the show from beginning to end, smiling and saying:

"He's out."

With a slight wave of his hand, the space in the store wrinkled, and two figures appeared out of thin air in the Wanbao House.

A young man with ordinary appearance and a beautiful woman wearing loose black clothes and black trousers with bare feet.

It was Zhang Yuanqing and Blood Rose.

"Dad, it's him!"

Zhao Feichen's eyes suddenly turned malicious, but there was a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Zhao Hongzheng stared at Zhang Yuanqing coldly and said:

"I don't care whether you are a member of the Taiyi Sect or a casual cultivator. If you break my son's legs, you must pay the price."

Zhang Yuanqing glanced at Zhao Hongzheng, then at the bodyguards outside the door, withdrew his gaze, looked at the gray-haired middle-aged and elderly people again, and said:

"Are you Zhao Hongzheng, Zhao Feichen's father? From what you said, I mean you don't know the whole story. Your son and I have signed a contract."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhao Hongzheng waving his hand:

"I only know that your bet is limited to Firestone. You were unhappy and forcibly broke off my son's legs. The Zhao family must give an explanation for this matter."

Zhang Yuanqing immediately gave up his plan to reason and asked:

"So, what does the Zhao family want to explain?"

Zhao Feichen said immediately:

"Give me the item you refined in your furnace."

Zhao Hongzheng nodded slightly, stood with his hands behind his back, and said:

"This is our condition. If we agree to a settlement, we will compensate Feichen for the props.

"You used your power to bully others and cut off my son's legs, causing him to almost die. It's not too much to ask for a prop from you. Take it out yourself, don't force me to use violence."

Zhang Yuanqing understood it, and even if he said it a thousand times, the father and son still focused on his props and were sure to defeat him.

If one plan fails, try another.

Handing over the props in the form of compensation really allowed them to get their hands on it, but even if the authorities came forward, they wouldn't be able to get it back.

Reconciliation in private is inherently "willing to fight but willing to suffer." This is a form of robbery that complies with the rules.

"What if I don't agree?" Zhang Yuanqing's expression turned cold.

"What do you think?"

Zhao Hongzheng raised his hand, and the men in black outside the door poured into the store and stared coldly.

Zhang Yuanqing couldn't help but remember that when he was studying, a senior classmate robbed him of his pocket money. He cried and went to Brother Bing. Brother Bing was furious and beat the guy.

Afterwards, the classmate's parents came to the school to cause trouble. They never mentioned their son's behavior of robbing money, and demanded that the school expel Brother Bing and him and apologize.

Zhang Yuanqing had no idea and didn't dare to tell his grandparents, so he went to find his unreliable uncle.

When my uncle heard this, he turned around and stole his aunt's bank card and went to the bank to exchange it for a large bag of coins.

Then he took his nephew to school and met the parents who made the trouble. He first asked his nephew to apologize, then took out coins and threw them at the father and son one after another, hard.

They were so smashed that they ran away with their heads in their hands.

In the end, the teachers took action to stop the uncle's violence.

The uncle said arrogantly that it was his fault for beating others after inheriting my mantle, but you, a pair of robbers and son, should not pretend to be white lotus flowers. My family has plenty of money, and these are rewards for you.

After that, he left with the successor and told the teacher that he would report the matter to the Education Bureau.

On the way home, my uncle patted the heir on the shoulder and said: Well done. To deal with naughty children, you must use violence to fight violence. To deal with naughty parents, you must use violence to fight violence.

Now he no longer has his uncle by his side, and his uncle can no longer intervene in such a high-end fight.

But uncle, I have grown up. Zhang Yuanqing slowly took off his disguise ring, revealed his true appearance, and shouted loudly:

"Zhao Hongzheng, see clearly who I am, who are you going to attack?"