Super Shinto Master

Yu Guihai looked down, Wuzhi Mountain was leveled, the island in the center of the lake disappeared, and Wangchuan Lake was evaporated. This battle was really tragic enough.

However, he was still a little unhappy.

This True Monarch Burning Mist is in the middle stage of the primordial fetus. The fire cloud cone in his hand is powerful and powerful. It is a strong enemy, but it is like that for him.

Although he didn't have a top-grade magic weapon in his hand, he just relied on the terrifying Lingyuan Sea to forcefully suppress it. The end is some bullying.

Um?

He was about to leave when a flash of light suddenly flashed in the corner of his eyes, and he hurriedly looked at it, but there was a pool of water with a radius of 6 meters hidden in a corner at the bottom of Wangchuan Lake.

Yu Guihai fell over, and saw that the lake was lead-grey in color, and the surface of the water remained motionless, as if a silver mirror reflected his appearance.

However, the reflection in the water is a hideous skeleton!

Obviously, this pool is the only remaining lake water in Wangchuan Lake.

"This water is interesting."

Yu Guihai thought for a moment, before the promotion, the reflection of the water in Wangchuan Lake was like a skeleton. Now that he has broken through the primordial stage, the lake still reflects the appearance of his skeleton.

Although he has made great progress in cultivation, he still cannot see through the mystery.

"I don't know if this water can be taken away."

Yu Guihai thought about it, reached out and grabbed it, and with a bang, the ground where the water pool was located was directly dug out, and even the lake water flew up.

Looking at it again at this time, there is still a large skull in the water, and it has not lost its miraculousness because it leaves the ground!

His spiritual sense scanned every inch of soil and lake water, but found nothing unusual, and he didn't know why the lake water still had such a peculiar effect.

However, although I don't know the reason, as long as the lake water is not mysterious, it will be fine.

Then, he unfolded a picture scroll with a small courtyard on it, which was the picture scroll space.

At this time, many precious materials had been put into the scroll space, which had long since stabilized.

He is going to send these lakes into the picture scroll space, and he can study them slowly in the future. He has a hunch that there are mysteries hidden in this lake.

Yu Guihai hit a magic formula, and a gray vortex appeared in the middle of the picture scroll. With a wave of his hand, the lake water and the soil flew directly into the vortex.

In the small courtyard of the picture scroll space, a dark and deep black hole suddenly appeared on the ground in a corner.

The last remnant of Wangchuan Lake was taken into his pocket by him.

Yu Guihai then took Wukong into the picture scroll space, and the ghost king cloned into the void of thinking, so he vacated and took off into the distance, leaving a mess on the ground. The Great War completely destroyed the terrain in this area, and it can never be recovered.

......

In the cloudless mountains, the Patriarch's Hall.

The dim light fell, and an old man with white beard and hair moved his eyelids slightly and opened his turbid eyes.

His line of sight seemed to be out of focus, and he looked at a shrine high on the stone wall, his face suddenly startled.

The soul stone in the shrine was startled and dimmed.

"What? Yuan Fei has fallen? This is,

This is the Huoyang boy from Huo Lingfeng! how come? "

The old man's expression changed for a while, and finally he let out a long sigh, and sent out a sound transmission, and continued to close his eyes and meditate. However, his eyelids have been trembling, obviously his heart is not a bottleneck.

On Yunmiao Peak, the sect master Zhan Feiyun was sitting in the main hall carefully reviewing a file. Suddenly, his expression moved slightly, and he saw a white light lasing.

Zhan Feiyun reached out and grabbed the white light, which was a white jade talisman. He looked solemn, checked it, and put the white jade talisman on his forehead.

Soon, he put down the jade talisman with a livid face, and squeezed the jade talisman into dust with his fingers and sprinkled it on the ground.

"Huoyang is dead. You are going too far!"

The news of the fall of True Monarch Huoyang was quickly spread among the high-level officials within the sect.

But the people at the bottom didn't know it at all. On the contrary, the inside of the sect was very calm, and the death of True Monarch Huoyang did not even cause a big splash.

......

In a deep valley with strong yin, Yu Guihai put away a black animal head, which was the ghost material left by him beheading a congenital ghost here.

The valley here is far away from Yuancang Mountain and has a strong Yin Qi, which is a good place to rest.

Yu Guihai came here to find a place to take stock of what he got from True Monarch Burning Mist.

He was full of expectations that True Monarch Fenyan, as a strong man on Huoling Peak, would definitely not disappoint himself.

Yu Guihai found a flat large stone and sat down, stretched out his hand and took out three items.

The first one was a dark red iron cone half a foot long. This was the top-grade magic weapon, the Fire Cloud Cone, with powerful power.

He double-checked it carefully and liked it very much, but unfortunately this magic weapon is not a yin-type magic weapon, and he can't use it to exert all its power.

The second piece is a group of soft clouds the size of a human head. This is the Fire Cloud Flying Magic Treasure. It is a middle-level magic weapon.

This thing is also very useful to him. The disadvantage is the same, not the negative attribute.

The third is two flaming red storage bags.

For some reason, Yu Guihai always felt that one of them looked familiar.

He put the two magical treasures aside, picked up the somewhat familiar storage bag, and when he looked into it, he immediately felt the blockade.

Yu Guihai's expression changed. He was very familiar with the spiritual energy in the blockade, but it was the aura of the True Monarch Huoyang.

"Is it possible,..." He suddenly had a very bad feeling in his heart.

He hurriedly took out the celadon vase, ready to ask Zhenjun Fenyan to clarify, but after a second thought, he stopped.

The storage bags all fell into the hands of True Monarch Fenyan, and it can be seen that True Monarch Huoyang has fallen into his hands. It is not a good idea to go directly to Zhenjun Fenyan, and he will definitely not admit it.

Rather, open his storage bag first, search for evidence, and then confront him.

Thinking of this, Yu Guihai took the remaining storage bag, released his spiritual power and began to carefully obliterate the restrictions in it.

This is water mill work, don't rush it, or it will cause a containment outbreak that will damage the storage bag and the contents of the bag.

After a long time, Yu Guihai felt a change in front of him, and a space of six to seven hundred cubic meters appeared in front of him, filled with various treasures.

"It really deserves to be a strong person in the primordial stage, and the net worth is really rich!"

Yu Guihai sighed and glanced at it with his divine sense, and found that True Monarch Burning Mist was not at all inferior to him.

There are piles of various spiritual medicines and treasures, and there are several magic tools, all of which seem to be fine, and there are even two magic treasures.

Suddenly, his face changed slightly, his mind moved, and a flame spar appeared in his palm.

There is a black fog in the spar, and the black fog has transformed into a figure!

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