Seeing Brother Ji coming forward, everyone's expressions suddenly changed. The old man in green shirt and Qilin stopped him on the left and right.

Qilin said quickly, "Little brother, this Nine Sons Divine Dragon Cauldron is not an ordinary treasure. It has its own spiritual mind and can attack without mercy. Your cultivation level is too low and you have other important matters, so don't take risks!"

The implication is that Brother Chicken has to guard the gate for them! Without Brother Chicken, they have no way to get in and out of this spiritual restriction.

Brother Ji was stunned for a moment, then gave Mu Ba a vicious look, "That guy is just looking for trouble!"

The old man in green shirt patted Brother Ji on the shoulder and said, "Mr. Murong, why bother arguing with this guy? Mu Ba is just like that, he is so ancient!"

Mu Ba's eyes twitched when he said this, but he had no way to refute. Could it be that he really asked Brother Ji to get the Nine Sons Divine Dragon Cauldron? What if he died? Could it be that they would be trapped in this restriction for the rest of their lives?

Or will he die on the spot as the ban fluctuates?

Mu Ba cannot do such idiotic things.

"Now, let's take a long-term view!" Qilin reached out and made all the Mahayana monks come closer, while Brother Chicken was automatically excluded from the circle.

Brother Ji curled his lips, Damn.

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These bastards, how do you think I really have this idea of ​​a divine dragon cauldron? Damn it, I have so many good treasures in my hand that I haven’t even taken out yet, why do I need to do this?

Feeling secretly emptying his stomach, Chicken Brother nudged his way toward the tripod that sat quietly in the center of the cave with great interest.

"This thing is covered with spider webs. Is it really as mysterious as they say?" Brother Ji held his chin and looked up and down carefully at the Nine Sons Divine Dragon Cauldron.

This tripod has nine ears, and a strange creature is painted on each side. This is what the old man in green shirt said about the dragon giving birth to nine sons!

However, logically speaking, Tongtian Lingbao is an incredible thing. It is born with the ability to gather spiritual power. Yu Xi’s wife is very high-level and gave most of the Tongtian Lingbao in her body to Brother Ji, but she also

There are only a few of them. As for the higher-level Chaos Treasures, Yu Xi’s wife doesn’t have them.

In this way, the Tongtian Lingbao is already a very high-end treasure. However, the appearance of this Nine Sons Divine Dragon Cauldron is too deceiving. It looks like a backyard stove.

Brother Ji couldn't help but compare this tripod with his own Tongtian Lingbao, and was immediately disappointed.

"Damn, this unlucky boy is also a Tongtian Lingbao, why is the gap so big?" Out of curiosity, Brother Ji unknowingly moved closer.

Qilin and the rest of the Mahayana monks gathered together and chatted very animatedly through messages to each other. Brother Ji's actions were not discovered.

"Fellow Taoists, this Nine Sons Divine Dragon Cauldron is not an ordinary thing. Before I even touched it, nine very sharp light waves flashed through it. If I hadn't flashed faster and was protected by the Kirin Armor,

I’m afraid this physical body will be destroyed now!”

Little Qilin opened his clothes and saw a thick layer of vermilion scales on his body. These scales were shiny and looked extremely strong.

However, when the little Qilin opened a piece of his abdomen, he saw a huge blood hole that was very ferocious. Although it had recovered a little, it was still bloody and bloody.

What's even more surprising is that near the circle of blood holes, in a palm-sized atmosphere, almost all the vermilion unicorn scales were broken into pieces. What's more, those scales have peeled off, and the blood is still dripping.

It keeps flowing.

Just a blood hole as big as a thumb caused such an injury that even the Mahayana monks around him couldn't help but take a breath of air, no matter how calm they were.

However, Xiao Qilin was so seriously injured and still maintained his current chatting and laughing state, which shows that this guy's endurance is also very abnormal!

"Fellow Taoist Qilin, that tripod is actually so powerful?!" the old man in green shirt asked in a low voice.

Qilin nodded, "I'm afraid it's far more than that. I avoided those few rays of light and quickly put them back into the cauldron. It can be seen that it was just warning me not to get close. If I guessed correctly, it only released 10% of its power!

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"hiss!"

The remaining eleven Mahayana monks were all in sight.

"Hey, Qilin, don't you just say big words and want us to back off?" Mu Ba frowned, slightly confused.

Qilin snorted, "Mu Ba, if you want to give it a try, you can get close to the Nine Sons Divine Dragon Cauldron. If you can take it in your hand, it will be yours. Then I will definitely wait for you to successfully overcome the tribulation."

, go use it again!”

When they came to the cemetery of the gods, these twelve Mahayana monks had already made an agreement. If they got the immortal elixir, they would distribute it fairly. If they got the best magic weapon, they would take turns to use it!

There is no saying here that whoever gets it will definitely get it. It’s just like collective property, everyone has a share, it’s just a matter of priority.

There is a reason why they did this. Otherwise, how could the top figures of the three major hostile forces in the world reach an alliance so easily!

"Hmph, even if you can't do it, do you want me to die?!" Mu Ba couldn't see clearly the attack speed and trajectory of those light waves. Even if he went forward by himself, he would probably be able to dodge two or three of them as much as possible.

However, Qilin was only hit by three attacks and suffered such heavy injuries. If it were in his human body, he would have fallen down long ago.

Mahayana monks are not immortal, but it is difficult for ordinary spells to harm them.

There was obviously something strange about those light waves, otherwise it would have been impossible to penetrate the little Qilin's body-protecting spiritual power, and the body-protecting price would have been high, causing injuries that would be difficult to recover in a short period of time.

In any case, the Nine Sons Divine Dragon Cauldron has cast a great shadow on everyone's hearts. Now the monks are thinking about how to get it out, rather than conquering it here!

"Fellow Daoist Song, don't you have a Qiankun bag? See if you can put it in it!" Qilin frowned and put the clothes on his shoulders. Although the movement was a bit awkward, it was still not very disturbing.

For example, when he was attacked, he couldn't even move. He immediately sat cross-legged and swallowed pills to recover.

Having said that, the Nine Sons Divine Dragon Cauldron didn't seem to want to get into trouble with Qilin. Although it attacked him, it didn't kill him. Otherwise, no matter how awesome Qilin is, he might not be able to escape death.

The Tongtian Lingbao is so powerful! Otherwise, how could you say that even many immortals and golden immortals in the fairy world rarely have a Tongtian Lingbao!

When asked by Qilin, the old man in green shirt suddenly smiled bitterly, "Fellow Qilin, although this Qiankun bag is a high-level magic weapon, it requires a lot of effort to use. If only the Nine Sons Divine Dragon Cauldron could be taken out, it would be fine. If

If you can’t get it out, and if you don’t do useless work, I’m afraid this Qiankun Bag will still be left here.”

The meaning is very obvious. I feel sorry for my baby. You can't even handle it. If my baby is damaged, who will pay for it?!

No one here is an idiot. If there is any benefit, don't let others encourage you. You will just throw it away and get it. If you want to take the risk, you have to see if it is worth it.

"If there is no other way, we can't waste time here! This trip to the cemetery of the gods is full of obstacles, but when I encounter this precious tripod, I am really unwilling not to take it away!"

Qilin gritted his teeth, and there was an uncontrollable look in his eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Song, if you are willing to use the Qiankun Bag to try the Nine Sons Divine Dragon Cauldron, I am willing not to take the Thunder Crossing Pill and the Spirit Enchanting Talisman this time, but how about leaving them all to you?!"

The old man in green shirt was stunned and said, "Fellow Taoist, you mean to give me your share?"

"good!"

Qilin nodded, "I'll give it all to you!"

The old man in green shirt considered it for a long time, "Since fellow Taoist said so, then I will risk my life to accompany you and take a risk!"

Mu Ba on the side suddenly felt unbalanced, "Humph, Qilin, you may have other plans when you say this?"

"That's right!" Qilin did not deny it and returned directly, "I only ask to borrow this tripod for ten years. After ten years, no matter whether I can survive the tribulation and use it, I will give it to you two.

Fellow Taoist, please give it a try. Of course, if you wait until the next tribulation, you will have to lend it to me!"

In fact, what Qilin meant was to let him use a hundred years to try to refine it and use it for his own use. If he succeeded, he would naturally lend it to other Mahayana monks in the future. If he failed, others would

You can also give it a try.

This is a matter of taking the initiative.

Whoever refines it first will own this tripod. Even if it is lent to others in the future, the ultimate owner of the Nine Sons Divine Dragon Cauldron will still be the first person to refine it.

Ten years is more than enough time to refine a treasure. As for whether the Tongtian Lingbao falls within this category, there are two opinions.

"Fellow Taoist Qilin intends to keep this thing for himself?" The old man in blue shirt shook his head, "If fellow Taoist says so, I propose to give it to the gentleman in the far west world!"

"Lord Chang?" Qilin and Mu Ba both exclaimed, then shook their heads quickly, "No, no, no, no, no, if Lord Chang gets this thing, he can definitely refine it. If he gets his thoughts, wouldn't we just draw water from a bamboo basket?

Was it a waste?"

"Really? Mr. Chang shouldn't be that kind of person, right? He is a god who holds two heaven-reaching spiritual treasures!" The old man in green shirt said this too slowly, and he was also slightly doubtful.

Who doesn’t want to have a few more good treasures for himself?

However, if Master Chang helps, it is very likely that this heaven-reaching spiritual treasure can be used by these people. Of course, it is not to refine it, but to use some external force to draw on the power of the divine tripod.
Chapter completed!