"Okay, what do you promise you?"

Jin Qilin sighed, and the voice was a little desolate. After a long time, he looked at the broken stones on the ground and said, "Help me find the descendants of the six divine beasts!"

After hearing this, Ye Ning suddenly remembered Xiaobai who was placed in Zisang Peak by him! The one Jin Qilin was looking for must be the young master of the Lin clan! He smiled and said, "Senior, Qingluo Big 6 is so huge, where can I find the descendants of the six divine beasts? Moreover, in the battle to kill the gods 80 million years ago, all the six divine beasts were destroyed. So, the senior must have their descendants left behind?"

"Hmph." Jin Qilin said coldly: "Just as soon as I woke up, I felt the aura of the six divine beasts. Even the purple-winged dragon of my generation did not die, but was just sealed! You must help me find them!"

Ye Ning knew that the opportunity was right in front of him, and hurriedly said, "Senior, I promise you this matter, at least I will help you find the descendants of the six great beasts! However, you have lived for billions of years, so you can't let the boy run errands in vain." He laughed in his heart, do you still need to find this? Then I'll just pull Xiaobai out and hand in the deal, haha!

"Greed." Jin Qilin sniffed his nose and said disdainfully: "Eight thousand years have passed, and humans are still so greedy!"

Ye Ning smiled. For him, if he is not my race, his mind will be different. There is no need to reason with a monster, even if he is the six great beasts!

Jin Qilin dumbled for a while and said, "Do you want to know the method of refining the Yin-Yang World-Destroying Mirror? I tell you that it is impossible. No one on this Great Six has known. The Yin-Yang World-Destroying Mirror is the only treasure of the Qingluo God Lord. Even in the fairy world, it is a famous immortal weapon. How could you make it? However, your pentaprism is fundamentally in the wrong direction. What is a mirror? It can reflect all things in the world. Look at your broken thing, you can kill the enemy by relying on the five mirrors alone. Although it combines the five elements to generate and restrain each other, how can you use the maximum power of a mirror-like magic weapon?"

Yes! After hearing what Jin Qilin said, Ye Ning suddenly realized. The original pentaprism was in chaos in the center and could not play any role. If the front and back lenses could be added, the power would definitely increase a lot. Humph, the Qingluo God can refine the Yin-Yang World-Destroying Mirror, why can't I refine my own magic weapon!

"As for the benefits you want, haha, I have lived for hundreds of millions of years, so I will naturally not be stingy." Jin Qilin smiled and pointed at the Jin Lin sword, saying, "The Jin Lin sword that I parasitized is a semi-immortal weapon. The existence of the best holy weapon is given to you."

Ye Ning rolled his eyes and almost fainted from anger, saying, "This sword is mine, why are you pretending to be generous?"

"You..." Jin Qilin's old face turned red and said, "Hmph, without my permission, can you activate this semi-immortal weapon?"

Ye Ning said firmly: "This is not counted. The Jinlin Sword is a ancestral object of my Ye family. I will not use it as a transaction!" He understood in his heart that the semi-immortal weapon was definitely not something he could activate with just a little spiritual power. I am afraid that just urging it to suck all his spiritual power dry!

Jin Qilin jumped up, and was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at him. Eighty million years ago, he was definitely one of the richest demon cultivators in this big six, but after this seal, he was poor and had no good things to give to others? After jumping around for a long time, his eyes suddenly turned and he said, "I have it, little baby, have you seen this hill? If I guess correctly, this mountain is a low-grade holy weapon, I'll give it to you."

Ye Ning took a breath. The golden kirin had been sealed for 80 million years, so he must have gone crazy. Any small hill was treated as a holy weapon to give it to others. Thinking of this, he was so angry that he laughed.

"What are you laughing at? Don't believe it? If this mountain is not a holy weapon, how can it hold the blood of a ninth-level monster the size of Mo Lake?"
Chapter completed!