Du Xu adjusted his breath slightly and recovered the consumption of a big battle.

He practiced the true teachings of Xi Kunlun, with a strong foundation, and the true energy and soul power in his body flowed into each other, endlessly, and it was not comparable to the half-baked Taoist techniques like Jiu Shu and Yan Chixia.

When he was fighting against the evil cultivator, Du Xu made the most efforts, but he recovered first and did not have any concerns about lack of true energy. On the contrary, Uncle Jiu and Yan Chixia only fought against the evil cultivator and lost half of his life.

I am still meditating and regulating my breathing.

Du Xu was not in a hurry at all, so he took out the magic weapon of the evil cultivator in the black robe and studied it carefully.

The black-robed evil cultivator has a very rich family background. He is also a monk from the same world. People like Uncle Jiu are considered poor compared to the black-robed evil cultivator.

As for Yan Chixia, who only had one magic sword, he was simply a homeless man on the street.

The rich and handsome among monks like the evil cultivator of black robe ~ We are talking about the nouveau riche. Du Xu was excited when he "opened the treasure chest", but of course he did not disappoint him.

The evil cultivator in the black robe did not disappoint his nickname of "high, rich and weak" among monks (this is what you gave him). Six of the best equipment that is hard to find in a thousand gold coins alone have been released, and there are countless ordinary props.

Most of the six magic weapons were just used by evil cultivators in black robe, but Du Xu personally experienced his power.

The soul-sucking banner seized from Nie Xiaoqing is a copy of the black banner in the black-robed evil cultivator's hand. Although the power is slightly insufficient, it has a good texture. What is more valuable is that he did not receive any damage. Du Xu named him - Pseudo-Soul-Soul-Soul-Soul-Soul-Soul-Soul-Soul-Soul-Soul-Soul.

There is also the real version of the soul-catching banner in the hands of the evil cultivator of the black robe. The power is really terrifying. Du Xu observed it carefully and it should be a magic weapon that has been sacrificed for generations. Unfortunately, he was destroyed by Uncle Jiu, and his ban was damaged and destroyed, leaving only half of the power. Du Xu named it the false-soul-taking banner - Zhen-soul-taking banner (remain).

A white bone sword - the one that was used by the black-robed monster who had a sword energy just now, the triple ban - unfortunately, the ban was ruined and rough in texture - it was just made of mortal bones. The power of the sacrificial refining has reached its peak! Du Xu didn't even feel like he was naming it.

There is also a big head. Du Xu was jealous of the black-robed evil cultivator for a long time. He finally had the chance to get this protective black cloud.

The sixth level of Black Cloud ban is perfect (very good), and it is also the small cloud ban recorded in the Taoist scriptures (no matter how good it is, it is gone). The texture is excellent (it's a pity not the best), with great potential and good power. Du Xu was very satisfied and silently branded the Du family in his heart.

"Uncle Jiu and Yan Chixia are definitely embarrassed to compete with me." Du Xu silently praised them in his heart.

There is also a black robe. Du Xu didn't expect that the black robe, the iconic black robe of the evil cultivator, was actually a magic weapon. But it was reasonable and reliable. The iconic things will always be cherished by the owner.

However, even if the black robe is good, Du Xu will never wear it. Du Xu is unwilling to get any strange things when he is worn by such a weird robe.

Finally there was a small bell. The evil cultivator of black robe had never used it. Du Xu checked it for a long time and found that this was an ordinary clear heart bell, a small magic weapon that assisted in visualization. It was not a good thing, but it was very practical for Du Xu.

So Du Xu was not disappointed. The magic weapon is the best.

The remaining fragments were zombie bones, skeleton demons, poisonous insect corpses, ghosts, and some strange pills. Du Xu just put away some of the materials he needed. With these things, Du Xu could refine the pole of the Life and Death Rotation Banner!

Hei Lin always called out, but it was not without a serious name, "Life and Death Rotation Banner" but it was really a bit bad.

Du Xu was still very satisfied after checking the relics of the evil cultivator from the black robe. Fortunately, he was worried that the evil cultivator from the black robe would use some permanent talismans to pretend to be magic weapons, just like Uncle Jiu.

It seems that Uncle Jiu is too rustic. He has never seen what magic weapons look like. It is definitely not that there are magic weapons in this world. - by Du Xu, whom he thought he was guessing.

In fact, among the monks, Uncle Jiu is already considered a first-class rich man. He only takes several "magic weapons". There are not many people in the righteous path who are as generous as him!

But he met the anomaly of the evil cultivator of the black robe. He was rich enough to rival the country. However, the wealth of the evil cultivator of the black robe is comparable to that of Maoshan. The main sects of the two Daoist sect are only a little worse than that of Longhushan, the great tyrant of the Taoist sect. Du Xu compared Uncle Jiu with him, which was really wronged Uncle Jiu.

After Du Xu checked the spoils, he saw that Uncle Jiu had finished adjusting his breathing, and Yan Chixia also woke up.

"Uncle Jiu, Brother Yan, this black-robed evil cultivator is rich and has a wealthy family. Today, he is just robbing his wealth and helping us poor." Du Xu said happily by pointing to the magical instruments and miscellaneous objects on the ground.

Yan Chixia Tui refused and said, "I'll forget it! I didn't put in any effort. Whether I have me or not, the result will be the same."

Uncle Jiu laughed heartily, patted Yan Chixia on the shoulder and said, "If you don't know where to do the devil and the guards, you can share the strength. Having a righteous heart means making contributions. Hero Yan, you will not care about your life and accompany us to eliminate evil cultivators. What can you do if you can't share the mere little wealth!"

Du Xu also advised him not to worry.

Yan Chixia was a cheerful person, so he agreed immediately after seeing this.

Although Uncle Jiu was mentally prepared, he was still shocked when he saw the relics of the evil cultivator in the black robe. Except for the thousand-year-old peach wood sword on his body, Uncle Jiu could not produce one better than these.

When Yan Chixia saw it, his face turned red with shame. He didn't expect that there was such a precious thing. When people saw it, they thought they were greedy for money, so they asked for the sharing.

But it was not good to ask him to refuse again. Since the master and apprentice invited him kindly, he agreed. Now that he saw the wealth and rejection, he was too arrogant.

When Du Xu saw the two of them’s entanglement, he spoke helplessly: “Don’t refuse like this. These things are all non-spoken magic weapons. Only one or two are useful to me. The others in my hands are nothing but stuff that is filled with dust.”

"I'll take away what I need first, and you have a share of the rest." After that, he took away the things he liked without hesitation, which was the protective black cloud and Qingxin Ling, and took away the materials he needed.

Uncle Jiu and Yan Chixia saw the number one hero and took away the biggest one, but they were still a little disgusted. Du Xu picked them all and found that they were all materials, and there were only two magic tools.

In fact, they didn't make much effort, so they were still a little embarrassed to take away the remaining four magic weapons. But Du Xu had already taken away what he needed, blocking them with words, and trying to persuade them, but he seemed to be disgraceful.

If those ordinary monks knew what they thought, they would definitely want to use a whip to kill them. We worked hard all our lives and never got involved in a magic weapon. You guys still pushed and gave in. We were so jealous of us. "Let go of those magic weapons and let me do it!"

Uncle Jiu struggled for a while but still compromised. He knew that Du Xu really didn't like the rest of the things, and he was still so entangled, so he was too petty.

Uncle Jiu picked out two authentic soul-catching banners, picked up some things he had used from the debris and took them away.

Uncle Jiu held the soul-catching banner in his hand, and his old face turned red. It was not that he was embarrassed to take things. Uncle Jiu was still very open-minded in this regard. He just remembered his magic weapon that was complacent in front of Du Xu. Compared with the one in his hand, it really made people cover their faces.

Two of them have already picked up the things, and the rest should be the third one, but Yan Chixia hesitated a little.

There are too many good things left, so how can I break it if I'm sorry?

Yan Chixia hopes someone will teach him! He has two left for six magic weapons, one is the killing weapon White Bone Sword (Yan Daxia, you have too shallow eyes!) The other is the black robe that looks very powerful. Yan Chixia has never done such an indecent thing when he travels around the world.

Du Xu and Uncle Jiu ignored him, turned around and returned to their bedding, waiting for dawn.
Chapter completed!