I Can Extract Attributes

In the house, Tang Yongye had two more Qiankun rings in his hands.

These two Universe Rings belong to the Bone Demon and the Flame Demon.

"Crash..."

Since the master was dead, Tang Yongye easily opened the Qiankun Ring.

After a while, there was a lot of stuff on the ground.

After some clearing.

There are 50,000 spirit stones and 10,000 earth fire heart crystals.

Two local-level low-grade martial arts, Bone Demon Art and Chi Yan Palm.

There are also many treasures, and there are seven or eight pieces of high-grade treasures alone.

The most powerful of them are a cane and a flame, which are the best among the top-grade treasures.

There are countless kinds of ores and medicinal herbs.

Tang Yongye, who was originally destitute, suddenly felt his pockets swell up again.

"I didn't expect the people in the Dragon Demon Palace to be so rich." Tang Yongye murmured in his heart.

Afterwards, Tang Yongye grabbed the Earth Fire Heart Crystal in his hand and began to extract the flame attributes to strengthen his Pure Yang Sacred Fire.

After being sealed for hundreds of years, the Pure Yang Sacred Fire has been weakened to the extreme.

'Pure Yang Fire +3'

'Pure Yang Fire +3'

'Pure Yang Fire +3'

...

After the pure yang holy fire was combined with the flame attribute, it was extremely excited.

"Om!"

Suddenly, the pure Yang Holy Fire poured out from the body, wrapping around the pile of Earth Fire Heart Crystals on the ground.

The Earth Fire Heart crystallized into streaks of red energy, which were absorbed by the Pure Yang Sacred Fire.

After half a stick of incense, 10,000 Earth Fire Heart Crystals disappeared without a trace.

"Is this too fast?"

Looking at this scene, Tang Yongye was a little bit tongue-tied.

Tang Yongye could feel the Pure Yang Sacred Fire, with a slight enhancement, but it was too weak.

Thinking of 10,000 pieces of Earth Fire Heart Crystals in exchange for such a little result, Tang Yongye was heartbroken.

You must know that the pure Yang Holy Fire is a ground fire, not an ordinary spiritual flame. Even if it is improved a little, it is extremely difficult.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the door was rudely kicked open.

Several aggressive disciples walked into Tang Yongye's house.

The man at the head has reached the peak of the seventh level of martial arts, and his expression is extremely arrogant.

"Are you Tang Yongye?"

This person looked at Tang Yongye arrogantly, with a trace of disdain in his eyes.

"Get out of here!"

Tang Yongye raised his eyelids and glanced at the three of them, his voice lukewarm.

"Yo, Senior Brother Zhao Wuwei, this guy is quite crazy."

"Boy, Senior Brother Zhao Wuwei is the ninth genius on the elite list. Dare to let Senior Brother Zhao Wuwei go away, are you kicked by a donkey in your head?"

The two laughed.

Zhao Wuwei's cheeks were extremely gloomy. It was a great shame for an eighth-class talent to dare to humiliate him like this.

"Little beast, I..."

Zhao Wuwei looked gloomy and wanted to do something, but suddenly a strong wind blew, and a sense of crisis arose in his heart.

Before Zhao Wuwei could react, a shoehorn mark quickly magnified in his eyes.

"Bang!"

With a sound, Zhao Wuwei's body flew out like a scarecrow.

And Tang Yongye's figure, I don't know when, appeared where Zhao Wuwei was standing before.

"Noisy!"

Slowly retracting his feet, Tang Yongye muttered.

Then, Tang Yongye looked at the two dumbfounded disciples beside him.

"Are you going out on your own? Or will I 'send' you out?"

"We're going to get out of here, we're going to get out of here."

The two were so frightened that they dared to humiliate Tang Yongye, so they hurriedly fled outside the house.

"stop!"

"Tang... Junior Brother, what do you want?"

The two looked bitter and remorseful in their hearts. What did they pretend to do just now? It's better now.

Pretend to be too hard, got struck by lightning?

"I told you to get out."

Tang Yongye rolled his eyes and said coldly.

"Yes Yes Yes!"

How could the two of them be ashamed or not, they nodded their heads, and a few rolled out of the yard.

When the three of Zhao Wuwei arrived, they had already attracted the attention of many disciples.

Many disciples gathered outside Tang Yongye's courtyard, waiting to watch the show.

"Senior Brother Lu, this Tang Yongye is really arrogant. He has only entered the inner sect for more than a year, and he has provoked several elite disciples of the inner sect. When did he offend Zhao Wuwei, who is ninth in the elite list?"

"Zhao Wuwei's strength is unfathomable, he is miserable."

At the front of the crowd, Lu Tao had a gloating look in his eyes.

When he entered the inner sect, he was suppressed by Tang Yongye and couldn't raise his head.

"Bang!"

Just when Lu Tao was secretly proud of himself, there was a sudden loud noise, and a figure fell heavily to the ground.

When people saw this figure clearly, their eyes widened in disbelief.

It turned out that it wasn't someone else who fell to the ground, it was Zhao Wuwei.

On Zhao Wuwei's white cheeks, a blood-colored shoehorn print was clearly visible, and his nose was trampled crookedly, causing blood to flow.

"How is that possible? Zhao Wuwei was actually kicked out by someone?"

"Could it be Yuan Fei in Tang Yongye's house?"

"It must be so, Tang Yongye is really lucky."

Everyone secretly rejoiced for Tang Yongye.

When Zhao Wuwei heard everyone's discussion, his cheeks flushed, one couldn't hold back, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

It's just too embarrassing.

If there is a crack in the ground at this moment, he will definitely get into it without hesitation.

At this moment, the other two rolled out of the yard one by one.

When the two of them saw Zhao Wuwei's miserable appearance, a sense of grief filled their hearts.

"Brother Zhao, Tang... Junior Brother is too strong, we are not his opponents at all."

A disciple said sadly.

"What? Could it be that there is no Yuan Fei in the house, but Tang Yongye kicked Zhao Wuwei into the air?"

"My God, when did Tang Yongye become so powerful? Isn't he a waste of eighth-level talent?"

"How did I hear that Tang Yongye obtained rare treasures and raised his talent to the sixth level."

"Fart, if Tang Yongye is a waste of sixth-level talent, then what are we?"

For a while, there was an uproar around.

Everyone's eyes were full of shame.

They kept saying that Tang Yongye was a waste, but they couldn't even see Tang Yongye's back.

Zhao Wuwei forced his face and stood up.

Thinking of the purpose of his coming, his eyes showed ridicule.

"Tang Yongye, I'm not here to find fault with you, but to send you a letter of war."

After all, Zhao Wuwei took out a blood-colored token from his arms and threw it out. The blood-colored token was inserted into the wooden door.

"Blood Order War Book, this is the War Book of Life and Death."

"It's obviously impossible for Zhao Wuwei to issue a life-and-death battle against Tang Yongye. Could it be someone else?"

The crowd stirred.

The blood decree war book rarely appears, because once the blood decree war book is published, it must be divided into life and death.

Unless it is a bloody feud that is difficult to solve, who will risk their lives to write this kind of gauntlet.

Of course, if one party issues a blood order, if the other party is timid, it can also refuse. .

I just don't know if Tang Yongye has the guts to take over this bloody battle book?

People's eyes are all looking forward to the wooden door.