However, he had no time to gloat because he was more worried about Ziyun's choice.

"Senior, we have been walking all the way with Ziyun. You also know his character. If we continue to be so ferocious all the way, nothing will happen, right?"

Although Qin Yichen had heard that the best defense is offense, as he advanced, he found that this was completely bluffing.

A truly strong person is one who is top-notch in every aspect.

Honglian pouted: "No, although extreme attacks will indeed cause many flaws..."

"But everyone has their own pursuits. Back then, there was a dragon general who was on an equal footing with Senior Guang Ling. He was also like this. He pursued the most powerful attacks and gained a reputation in the west, but he was no weaker than Senior Guang Ling."

Honglian said, not forgetting the daily suppression: "Of course, that Dragon General is a madman, and even more a genius. As for this stupid Jiao, it depends on whether Chunyang Baozhaocao can save him..."

"All right."

Qin Yichen sighed: "This knife is not bad. If you like it, then choose it."

Qin Yichen is telling the truth.

Although the direction Ziyun chose left him speechless, he could not deny the power of this sword.

On the light platform, this divine object is a blood blade that is wider than a leopard's tooth.

The blood blade appears dark red, and as the light flows, it changes into various faces from time to time, even the ferocious appearances of various ferocious beasts.

With the isolation of the light platform, Qin Yichen can still feel the overwhelming murderous smell of this knife!

"Blood Hell Fang."

Qin Yichen whispered the record on the light table: "This sword was forged from the leg bone of a god from the Bone Hell Clan."

The Bone Prison Clan is one of the Eighteen God-Kings of the Eastern Barbarians. It is said that they are murderous, brave and good at fighting. Their reputation in Zhongzhou is almost as bad as that of the Blood Demon Clan.

"This sword master kills, and the souls of the dead under the sword will be imprisoned in this sword forever, tempering the blade and condensing the sword's steel to show the fierce power of my Bone Hell Clan!"

Qin Yichen was stunned: "What do you mean? The souls of those who died under the sword will be trapped in this sword forever?"

Looking at the changing bloody faces surrounding the blade, Qin Yichen finally understood.

In addition to the sharpness that a divine object should have, this bloody hell fang can also nourish itself with killing, making the blade more sharp, making the blade more ferocious, and the murderous intent of the sword wielder becoming more terrifying.

This kind of treasure that relies on killing and tempering is quite common, but Qin Yichen is a little worried.

"This sword already has a lot of dead souls. After Ziyun holds the knife, there will definitely be more dead souls. Will they be eaten back one day..."

However, Qin Yichen didn't say it clearly because he was worried about affecting Ziyun. Such magical objects were completely dangerous. If the owner was afraid of them, the dangerous objects would be more likely to bite back.

What's more, as more and more dead souls fall under the sword, Ziyun will become stronger and stronger. As long as he can succeed in refining this sword and recognizing its master this time, he can be suppressed later.

Qin Yichen has confidence in his brother.

And Ziyun did indeed live up to Qin Yichen.

"roar!!!"

The Blood Hell Fang was held in Ziyun's hand, and it erupted into the roar of thousands of ferocious beasts and gods of death. The surrounding area seemed to be suddenly covered in blood mist, so ferocious that even Ziyun's eyes were covered with a layer of coldness.

"Hey! Let's see how I cut off your pile of rotten leaves this time!"

"boom!"

With both swords in hand, Ziyun seemed to be running wild.

Qin Yichen was a little worried: "Ziyun, please calm down and refine this sword first."

However, Lu Xiaolu sneered: "No need to go to such trouble!"

Afterwards, Xiaoluer’s class started.

What should I do if the stupid Jiao keeps making noises? Most likely it’s an itchy skin and a beating will be all it takes!

"Boom boom boom..."

After a while, Ziyun's voice floated left and right in the air.

"Put me down! What a broken knife, I want to return it..."

Lu Xiaolu collected the leaves, with a calm expression on her face: "It's not that this knife is too weak, it's that you are too weak."

Ziyun looked aggrieved again, but Qin Yichen pretended not to see it. Just kidding, Xiaolu'er is almost a god. Isn't it easy to beat you?

"Ziyun, don't be afraid. At least you chose the right sword. If you slowly refine it from now on, you will be able to defeat Xiao Lu'er sooner or later... right?"

Looking at the boss's uncertain look, Ziyun fell into autistic isolation.

In the end, the three of them each chose a magical object that they were satisfied with. Except for Ziyun who was a little autistic, Qin Yichen felt that this trip to the Eastern Barbarian Treasure House was quite satisfactory.

"It's time to go out."

The three of them walked towards the light curtain at the entrance of the treasure house, but little did they know that figures had already gathered outside the light curtain.

These figures were all extremely tyrannical. The leader was a young man with red hair and flaming flames, but he still showed politeness when facing Diao Shui'er.

"Miss Shui'er, the three seniors have been in there for a while?"

Diao Shui'er nodded slightly. Although her Divine Diao Clan's status was not low in the Eastern Barbarians, it could not be compared with the Divine Royal Clan!

And at this moment, there are still so many people traveling in the secret realm, so they are naturally the descendants of the God King!

That red-haired young man is the leader of the Huorong tribe!

Not only the Huorong clan, but also a majestic figure standing on the other side, tall and burly, it is the Chili clan!

"I heard that the three seniors provoked the Pier clan and all entered the Xuanbang."

"Even Xiongxiong was defeated. It's a pity that I didn't see that battle with my own eyes."

The god-kings of these two clans naturally came here because of their fame.

They have no grudge against Qin Yichen, but they are very interested in Xuanbang!

After asking around, the two tribes finally found the Dongman treasure house. While they were discussing, they saw three figures slowly walking out.

"This is... the Huorong tribe, the Chili tribe?"

Seeing Qin Yichen's appearance, the red-haired young man showed a look of respect in his eyes, and actually saluted proactively: "Huo Rong clan Huo Lie, I have met my senior."

The Chi Li clan also raised their fists: "Chi Ao of the Chili clan, I have met our seniors."

Qin Yichen raised his eyebrows: "You're welcome, but you guys are stuck here..."

Huo Lie smiled and said: "I have admired the name of my senior for a long time, so I am here to wait for you."

Chi Ao also said: "Senior, I climbed to the top of the God King's Blood Waterfall created by my grandfather, and obtained the true inheritance of Chi Li's five internal organs and divine body skills. He also fought fiercely and became famous in the Eastern Barbarians. He is truly a hero of our Eastern Barbarians."

"Yes, my senior's words about princes and generals being peaceful have struck me as thunder. The Lilong Clan will be prosperous, and the three seniors will surely become famous in the Eastern Barbarians."

It can be seen that the descendants of the two races are not shady. After all, the record of provoking ferocious heroes is vivid in their minds. The strong is respected. This principle is the same everywhere.

But Qin Yichen felt a little embarrassed when Dongman, whom he regarded as his enemy, praised him so much.

"You two gentlemen are very polite, you are very polite."

Qin Yichen secretly thought in his heart, if you knew that he was responsible for the resurrection of a certain god king Chili, and that many young and powerful men from the Huorong tribe were killed by him, I wonder if the two tribes would still be so respectful...

In addition, Qin Yichen was still curious: "You guys are staying here, aren't you just here to compliment me?"

Huo Lie and Chi Ao looked at each other. The latter still smiled and said, "I don't dare to hide anything from you, senior. Let's tell the truth. This junior also wants to leave his name on the list of celebrities."

Huo Lie also said: "The same goes for this junior."

"oh."
Chapter completed!