There is a piece of jade in my dantian

Chapter 82
Zhao Yun watched everything in front of him calmly.

Collapsed bamboo buildings, burned bones, cracked earth, black blood mud...

Deadwood looked at Zhao Yun who had won the victory, but still didn't dare to get up easily, but kept his head down, waiting for the other party to speak.

This is a strong man who can be compared to the land gods. Even the powerful old demons were beheaded by him within ten seconds without leaving even a trace of their souls.With the destruction of the Old Demons, the entire Black Witch Cult lost its most fundamental foundation. It fell from the original first-class sect to the super-second-rate sect, but it also lost a group of powerful congregants. It can be regarded as a second-rate martial arts sect.

Zhao Yun is like an insurmountable giant mountain, pressing on the hearts of everyone in the Black Witch Cult.

At this moment, Zhao Yun, who was standing there motionless and with somewhat dull eyes, was actually scanning the old demon's memory fragments.

The farthest in his memory fragments can be traced back to 1000 or [-] years ago. At that time, this guy was just a very fragile remnant soul. He survived in a different dimension and was finally enshrined by demons and heretics. With the help of human blood Continue to slowly condense the physical body.

But the other party is just a remnant soul, and it has only been truly awake three times in the distant 1000 years, and the rest of the time has been sleeping.And the formation that was sealed on him was also set up by the masters of the Yin Yang Sect when the Black Witch Cult was besieged by various factions.Every hundred years, this guy will give a half-grade treasure in exchange for the loyalty and blood of the believers.

But the last time the leader of the Black Witch Cult discovered his real body, so he invited magic masters to control him and use him.

This time, Zhao Yun broke through the Qijue poisonous miasma formation by mistake, allowing the demon to take advantage of it.

However, this family has great talent. After thousands of years of cultivation, they have condensed a demonic body, and their strength has reached the peak of the Great Martial Sect.Just relying on the opponent's demonic body, even if he stood there, the masters of the Black Witch Cult couldn't cut him.At that time, the Black Witch Cult will be slaughtered, and its strength will increase greatly. If it is really released to harm the alliance, it is estimated that it will become an unmatched monster, and the entire alliance may become a dead zone.

However, because it was only a remnant soul, Zhao Yun got incomplete memory fragments, so he didn't know whether this old demon descended on the Emperor Star by accident or on purpose.

Seeing that there was nothing interesting, Zhao Yun withdrew his divine thoughts and regained his focus.

"Master!"

"Master?"

Withered Wood Poison Venerable called out twice softly.

"Yeah!" Zhao Yun responded calmly.

Looking at the devastated valley, Deadwood didn't dare to be negligent, and collected his mind.

"God Master, my Black Witch Cult only sees the God Master as the leader, and all the assets of my Black Witch Cult belong to you, God Master!" Withered Wood Poison Venerable is scheming, and now the entire Black Witch Cult lacks many high-level combat power, but the middle and upper levels have too many casualties. There are many, and there are not many disciples who can handle it, and their strength is equivalent to the second-rate martial arts sects.

The point is that Zhao Yun's demonstrated strength far exceeded their imagination.

Today, the scene that happened like a battle between gods and demons deeply impacted the hearts of all the onlookers.And everything about Zhao Yun has far exceeded the value of the Black Witch Cult. If he can exchange the trust of this mysterious strong man with the accumulation of the Black Witch Cult for hundreds of years, it will definitely be a very good deal.

"You tell me, do you want the deity? You're not too airy?" The entire Black Witch Cult was pierced by Zhao Yun on his own. It didn't need him to say anything, the bargaining chip was already in Zhao Yun's hands.

"puff!"

"I dare not!" Dead Wood knelt on the ground in horror, and the disciples behind him shouted in unison.

"If this deity raises your group, if you go out and see that you are not a good person, it will be a stain on your reputation!" Zhao Yun didn't like the overall senses of these yin and yang members of the Black Witch Cult.

"We must correct our evil and return to the right, and start a new life!" A group of black witch cultists knelt on the ground, weeping uncontrollably.

As soon as Zhao Yun finished speaking, his eyes swept over the many members of the Black Witch Cult.The members of the Black Witch Cult are full of murderous looks, obviously they are not good people, and they are easy to be targeted when walking in the rivers and lakes.However, it is a pity to abandon this foundation that has been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years.But when he thought of Hongmen who was in the open.

"The road of cultivation is too difficult for one person, let alone in a place like the Alliance where there is a lot of aura. If I can have a few more helpers, I will be more relaxed in the future."

Zhao Yun saw that they didn't plan to leave any real martial arts inheritance, but just gave him some pointers on the way of practice, in order to win people's hearts.

Moreover, the Black Witch Cult is a top-notch sect after all, with good financial resources and manpower, who can collect resources from all sides for him, and some secret matters also need to be handled by people.

"The Great Protector, Lord Deadwood is staying."

"Obey!" Hearing this, everyone's eyes flashed with surprise, and the congregation, who were still howling everywhere, disappeared with a whoosh.

Next, the leader took Zhao Yun into the secret treasury of the Black Witch Cult.This is a warehouse hidden among many stone caves.There are several small caves opened in different categories.

"This is the secret treasure of my Black Witch Cult. It is a treasure that we have accumulated over hundreds of years. I would like to ask the master to take a look at it." Looking at the secret treasure in front of him, Kumu showed a trace of pride on his face. "This is the treasure collected by my ancestors, including spiritual weapons and elixir, including 31 thousand-year-old elixir!"

"As for hundred-year-old medicines and rare medicinal materials, there are at least a hundred plants. In addition, my Black Witch Cult is located in the depths of the southern wilderness, and there is still a small herbal spiritual field, and some common spiritual medicines can still be cultivated."

Zhao Yun was still deeply shocked by the sealed elixirs in front of him.

This Black Witch Cult is mainly based on Gu poison. If it is said that there are countless poisons, Zhao Yun has to be surprised, but now, there are so many elixir, which is more than a branch of the Dan League.It is indeed a sect that has been entrenched in martial arts for hundreds of years, and it is not comparable to Hongmen.

"good."

Zhao Yun nodded in satisfaction.

The Black Witch Cult may just have taken a fancy to the value of these elixirs, so they collected them.But it is not a school of alchemy itself, so the utilization rate of these elixir is much lower.But now, in Zhao Yun's eyes, this is a treasure house.As long as there is enough elixir, he can refine a suitable elixir.

He fluttered his nostrils lightly, and then he smelled a faint fragrance of medicine, and his spiritual sense began to scan this small world little by little.

"Phoenix Feather Fruit, 300 years old, kept intact, can be used to refine a batch of elixir."

"Yin Shenmu, 700 years old, can be refined into a sword, a rare attack weapon."

"Shamrock, 1000 two hundred years, not bad, it can be used to refine a sixth-grade pill, a pill that even Saint Martial Sect would be jealous of."

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As he identified the medicinal materials one after another, the smile on Zhao Yun's face became brighter and brighter.

Looking at these sealed elixirs, Zhao Yun was extremely grateful not only to the ancestors of the Black Witch Cult.Fortunately, these guys did not spoil these elixirs, otherwise Zhao Yun might have turned the entire Black Witch Cult into dust of history in his rage.

Seeing the smile on Zhao Yun's face, the leader and the guardian who were waiting on the side felt more at ease.

"Master, here are the treasures we have collected, do you want to have a look?"

"Master, there are the collected magic weapons!"

"Master, in the depths of the back mountain, there is a poison cave, where there is a highly poisonous Gu cultivated by my teaching!"

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Zhao Yun looked around the entire Black Witch Cult as if inspecting his own property.

"Swoosh!" A round drop of blood floated in the air.

"Refining this drop of blood, the two of you can become my slaves!" Zhao Yun looked at the Great Protector and the old leader, and muttered.

"Yes, Master!" The two hurriedly knelt down happily.

The precious blood quickly merged into the opponent's body.

"boom!"

Just a drop of blood made the Great Protector and the old leader feel that their cultivation has increased a little bit.

"Thank you, the master is very kind." The two bowed with their bodies bowed.

(End of this chapter)