"I wonder if I can plunder it?"

“Try it!”

"bite!"

"Does 100,000 immortal points be consumed and plundered the whole field?"

“…”

When Dao Xiu and others withdrew from Netherworld City, Zhao Fang, who wanted to take the chance, started plundering.

What surprised him was that he could actually plunder.

"Could it be related to the flower of water and fire that I refined, so the system determines that we are teammates?"

Generally speaking, he could not plunder the monks who were not killed by Zhao Fang himself or his men.

The old sword cultivator is at the ninth level of the God Transformation, which is very tempting to Zhao Fang. He wanted to try it, but he could really plunder it.

"Confirm the plunder!"

“…”

"bite!"

"Congratulations to the player, he obtained the '160 Sixth-grade Immortal Artifacts'."

"Congratulations to the player for getting a 'sexy underwear'."

"Congratulations to the player for obtaining the 'Spring Breeze Dragon and Tiger Pill Ten'."

"Congratulations to the players for obtaining the 'Thirty-six Styles of Love Sutra'..."

"Congratulations to the player, he has obtained 250,000 immortal points and 10 million immortal power values."

Zhao Fang smiled and the more he listened, the more he became, the more he was wrong.

After checking the introduction of those things, his face turned dark.

He yelled in his heart: "System, your uncle, I need an explanation. What's going on?"

In addition to some standard immortal tools, immortal elixirs and immortal talismans, Xiao Nei.

Pants, Dragon and Tiger Pills, and Love Sutras are all things that only men and women use, and they are not very helpful to him.

"Damn it, it's getting more and more unfair, what kind of stuff are all plundered!"

The system selectively ignored Zhao Fang's dissatisfaction.

Continue tips:

"bite!"

"Do you consume 100,000 immortal points and plunder them?"

“…”

"This time it's not a plunder in the whole audience. Could it be that it's just targeting the old sword cultivator?"

Zhao Fang's heart moved.

"Confirm the plunder!"

“…”

"bite!"

"Congratulations to the player, you've obtained the 'Incomplete Sword Soul One'."

"Congratulations to the player for obtaining the 'Eighth-grade Immortal Art Water Dividing Sword'."

"Congratulations to the player, you will get the 'Quick-Eighth-grade Immortal Talisman', one sword to lift the sky'."

"Congratulations to the player, you will get a 'Jinrong Handkerchief'."

"Congratulations to the player, he has obtained 200,000 immortal points and 8 million immortal power values."

“…”

"System, are you going to let yourself go on an inappropriate road? What the hell is Jinrong's handkerchief? What a fucking token of love? There is no defense of Mao, what's the use of me?"

Jinrong's handkerchief was given by an old sword cultivator when he was young by a woman he had a crush on.

This object may have extraordinary significance to the old sword cultivator.

But for Zhao Fang, he could respond to emergency situations when going to the toilet.

Soon, Zhao Fangxinshen was attracted by the other three treasures.

"I can't use the incomplete sword soul... I can't use it! I can improve Qin Yun's killing sword soul."

The purpose of the incomplete sword soul is generally used as a material for refining weapons and alchemy, or even drawing talismans.

However, doing so is a waste.

What can truly exert its value is to allow a monk with a sword soul to refine it, and while increasing the sword soul, he has a certain chance to obtain some memory inheritance in the broken sword soul.

"The eighth-grade immortal art water-dividing sword, the quasi-eighth-grade immortal talisman is holding the sky with one sword... Haha, the ninth level of God Transformation did not disappoint me!"

A bright smile appeared on Zhao Fang's face.

Even if there are no other treasures, either of these two will be a great harvest for him.

"Big brother, why are you laughing at?" Xiao You was curious.

"Ahem, it's okay! It's okay!" Having said that, the smile on the corner of his mouth could not be stopped.

"Oh, then you keep laughing. I'll go to seclusion for half a month, and my elder brother will stay here to protect the Dharma for me!"

Xiao You's body shook, turned into a ray of black smoke, rushed over the sea of ​​flowers, and sat down cross-legged on the swaying sea of ​​flowers.

"Yes." Zhao Fang nodded.

He had a lot of questions and wanted to consult Xiao You, but seeing that she was so weak, he couldn't bear to be distracted.

"It's still not enough to become a baby!"

Zhao Fang narrowed his eyes, and his immortal power value was still more than 20 million yuan, so he could be promoted to the second level of infant transformation.

Within half a month, he could no longer improve his cultivation.

After thinking about it, he lit the Fairy Art Dividing Sword.

"bite!"

"Do you learn the eighth-grade immortal arts and the water-dividing sword?"

“…”

"study!"

“…”

boom!

Zhao Fang felt that a sharp and terrifying sword seemed to pierce and cut open his sea of ​​consciousness and brain, and the severe pain penetrated every inch of his skin and teared his nerves.

Zhao Fang's face was ferocious, his forehead was full of blue veins, his blood was swelling, and beads of sweat the size of beans fell.

He gritted his teeth and persevered.

The eighth-grade immortal arts, the level of the returning vital power, are not so easy to practice. Zhao Fangxin knows this, but he still underestimates the pain he suffered when inheriting the immortal arts.

I don't know how long it took.

Zhao Fang woke up, but the severe pain wrapped around him made him lose control and perception of his body, as if his body was no longer his own.

The clothes were wet with a lot of sweat and even blood, sticking to his skin.

The cool breeze blows, bringing a slight coldness.

His perception slowly recovered, his expression no longer dulled, and he became normal, and he smiled bitterly: "It has been passed down for three days and three nights!"

Zhao Fang never thought that he could persist for three days and three nights under the severe pain of tear.

Looking back now, he felt afraid and glad.

If the inheritance lasts for another two or three days, he is really afraid that he will not be able to hold on.

"Hmm? My Nascent Soul?"

Zhao Fang realized that the immortal-grade Yuanying had changed, like a flowing water flow, transforming into the shape of a sword.

"Is it affected by the water splitting sword?" Zhao Fang frowned.

Although the body of the Nascent Soul has changed drastically, it has not become weak, and it is even much stronger than before.

"Could it be that the Nascent Soul will eventually become a real sword?"

Judging from the current situation of the Nascent Soul, this possibility is not without it.

"That's interesting."

Zhao Fang raised his eyebrows. Even the sword infant of the sword cultivator might not be able to transform into a sword. If he really did, he would definitely break a new record in the world of cultivation.
To be continued...