Chapter 477 Young Man, This Is the Golden Axe, Silver Axe, and Spiritual Axe that You Dropped!

Chapter 477 Young man, this is the golden axe, silver axe, and spiritual axe you dropped~!

No one knows what happened in the demon clan heaven. The plans of the Emperor of Heaven and the Emperor of the East are only carried out quietly, but what is happening on the earth cannot be changed in a short time. For example, in the Ant Mountain, the souls from the other world are struggling to survive and want to break free from a cold pond.

And Luo Zu, who followed him here, has also seen through the mystery.

This demon clan tribe is really interesting. They actually want to control this rare treasure in the world by sacrificing blood to the spiritual treasure.

And Luo Zu fiddled with the information again, and the divine consciousness of the clone broke through the magic circle set by the three Xuanxian demon clans, arrived at the bottom of the cold pond, and communicated with this spiritual treasure like a piece of ice.

After the spirit of the spiritual treasure was awakened by Luo Zu, it also communicated with Luo Zu.

This spiritual treasure originally condensed three spiritual restrictions, but later the master who followed it encountered a great enemy and could not fight. His master died and has not returned yet, and he was also broken by two spiritual restrictions. Now only one spiritual restriction is left here.

After several twists and turns, it finally fell into the hands of this demon tribe.

As for how many years he has stayed here, he is not sure, maybe 100,000 years, or maybe 1 million years.

In addition to wanting to refine and tame him, these demons also want to repair him. After all, it was originally a spiritual treasure with three spiritual restrictions. The foundation is still there, and it is easy to refine and generate three spiritual restrictions again.

He said that the demons often sacrificed blood to him, but he didn't want it, so he froze all the spirituality from the blood sacrifice in the cold pond.

"It's too dirty, I can't eat it." He said so.

Luo Zu didn't expect that the spirit of the spiritual treasure could have mysophobia.

He then expressed how his former master nurtured him. He usually let him practice on his own, and sometimes took him to devour the civilization of some developed tribes and turn them into spirituality.

That kind of civilization essence is his favorite. As for what will happen to the civilization essence of the tribe after he devours it, he is not sure. The development process of civilization will probably be interrupted, and the development of the tribe will inevitably decline.

As for how many civilizations he devoured, he did a quick calculation and found that about 7,000 tribes were devoured by him.

The other two spiritual treasures in his master's hands were also fed in this way, and using such means to refine spiritual treasures, their spirituality increased very quickly.

Just like this spiritual treasure, although it was severely damaged and two spiritual restrictions were broken, its wisdom did not seem to be lost much, and it was even more intelligent than the Five Fire Fan in Luo Zu's hand.

This shows the benefits of devouring the essence of civilization.

Luo Zu has also heard that some practitioners or prehistoric creatures will devour the civilization of their races as their own nourishment, or simply as food.

"Do you want to get out of here?" Luo Zu asked.

"Okay." The spiritual treasure agreed straightforwardly.

He was also happy to get out of the cage that imprisoned him. No one does not yearn for freedom, unless they are provided with food and shelter.

But this demon tribe did not know to consult his needs, but only knew to force him to obey by sacrificing the lives of living beings with blood. He was not happy about it. It was a pity that he was seriously injured, otherwise he would have shaken the demon tribe.

It was a pity that he was a spiritual treasure. Although he had his own consciousness, he could not compete with the Golden Immortal, especially now that he had no master to drive him. He was afraid that he could not fight against the three Xuanxian, so he slept at the bottom of this cold pond for a long time.

Now he found an opportunity, but Luo Zu was just a clone at the moment, and with his identity, it was not easy for him to come out and rescue him directly. He could only arrange an "adventure" for him and also arrange an adventure for a certain "chosen son" in the cold pond.

So this is about Wei Xin, a three-eyed human core, who is racking his brains in the cold pond, thinking about how to get out of the current situation.

He tried to swim out of the cold pond, but the water in the cold pond was not only cold, but also had big waves and was not stable at all. Dozens of three-eyed people had been thrown into the water by the waves, and he was too late to save them. Moreover, there was some kind of magic power in the waves of the cold pond, which suppressed his true qi and made it impossible for him to use it at all.

And it was not only his three-eyed people who were treated this way in the cold pond. The races that were thrown into it at the same time, or the races that were thrown into it earlier, and those that were thrown into it later, were all treated this way.

He didn't know how long this treatment would last, or how long he could endure it, and whether he could return to his body in the Six Dust Realm after death, all of these were unknown.

"Young Clan Leader, the Clan Leader is dead too." A three-eyed person shouted in grief.

Wei Xin was naturally shocked.

He dived into the water without hesitation. The water in the cold pool was piercing, but clear, yet deep, and the bottomless darkness gathered at the bottom.

The patriarch's body, which was gradually sinking, had not yet sunk to the bottom and was not far from him. He swam hard, and somehow the bits and pieces of his life with the patriarch emerged in his mind.

In his eyes, the patriarch had always been a gentle elder, working diligently for the cause of the three-eyed tribe and never talking about hardship.

Originally, the three-eyed tribe would have been passed to him peacefully, and he would have led the three-eyed tribe to the peak, but he did not expect to encounter this kind of thing now.

The appearance of the demon tribe at this moment became hideous and terrifying in his heart, and the kindness of the three-eyed tribe leader continued to magnify.

The resistance of the water in the cold pool became greater and greater. It stopped the living, but did not stop the dead from sinking.

In addition, his true Qi was suppressed by the magic power here, and his physical strength was also affected and weakened. His breath holding skills were also weakened. After diving more than three meters, he felt shortness of breath and dizziness.

The other three-eyed people were the same. They wanted to dive and follow him, but they were blocked by the cold water. After diving for more than ten meters, they felt weak in their limbs and had difficulty breathing. They could only float up.

But Wei Xin continued. The memories in his mind continued to give him strength, and his body could not help but operate a breathing method deeply buried in his muscle memory.

It was the predecessor of Luo Zu's Qi training method - Luo Zu's breathing method!

Gradually, he felt a surge of warmth in his body. The warmth gathered in his chest and flowed to all parts of his body with the beating of his heart.

The resistance of the cold water gradually weakened. He felt that the true Qi in his body was slowly recovering, and the power dormant in his body was also revived.

However, the current under the pool became more turbulent, and the corpse of the old patriarch was dragged faster, as if it turned into an arrow shot from a bow, flying straight to the bottom of the water.

He chased, he "ran away", and soon his newly recovered strength was exhausted again.

He finally wanted to give up.

But at this moment, a ball of golden light suddenly flashed out from under the water and gushed towards him.

"Is this a volcano? Erupting at this time?"

The young man remembered many legends of the Six Dust Realm.

But before he could react, the ball of golden light had hit him and pushed him out of the cold pool in an instant.

Just after leaving the cold pool, he heard a roar.

"Where did this little thief come from? How dare you steal my treasure!!"