There seems to be no similar fighting weapon in the Dragon Continent, and with its material, Mundulu will definitely find it interesting.

Thinking of this, Ning Qi simply bought two.

His Dragon Slaying Coins shrank again from 64,900 to 62,900.

When Ning Qi took out the walkie-talkie, Mengdulu was stunned for a moment, and then asked in confusion: "What are these two brick-like things?"

Ning Qi smiled and said: "This is a gadget I refined, and its name is Qianli Chuanyin."

"Thousands of miles of sound transmission?"

As soon as he heard this name, Mundulu had some idea, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he took over the walkie-talkie and started playing with it like a bad wolf.

Ning Qi turned on the intercom and asked him to fly dozens of miles away.

"Hey, Senior Meng, can you hear me?"

Mengdulu held the walkie-talkie and heard Ning Qi's voice coming out clearly. He couldn't help but said in shock: "Yes, I can hear you!"

Then he tested it again with Dou Qi, and for a while he couldn't figure out what the principle was.

He immediately flew back to Ning Qi and said: "An iron dragon cannon!"

His tone was firm.

"good!"

What made him overjoyed was that Ning Qi didn't bargain with him this time and concluded the deal decisively. This made his feelings towards Ning Qi slightly improved.

After the transaction was successful, he looked at Ning Qi suspiciously: "Do you have any similar gadgets? Take them out all at once."

"Senior, please look at this. This is called 'Packing'. Look at the video above. You can record it. I will record it for you..."

"An iron dragon cannon!"

"make a deal!"

"Senior, let's see, this is called a pistol. It is a small gadget that I refined at will. It can be used by ordinary people and can threaten the fighting master."

"An iron dragon cannon."

"make a deal!"

The old man and the young man were muttering on the top of the mountain for a long time. Ning Qi finally spread his hands and said, "Senior, I have already given you all my things. I really don't have any anymore."

Mundulu, who looked excited, shouted: "What? Don't lie to me! There are still good things, come out quickly, I have plenty of iron dragon cannons!"

"There really aren't any more."

Ning Qi sighed.

He has already replaced the opponent's thirty Iron Dragon Cannons, spending a full 15,000 dragon-slaying coins. It would not be worthwhile to replace them any more. He must keep some dragon-slaying coins, which will be crucial in emergencies, so he cannot replace them all.

Moreover, he has been thinking about the 'Tianya Mingyue Sword'. How can it be done if he doesn't use it sparingly?

Now Ning Qi only had 49,900 Dragon Slaying Coins left. He had asked if he could exchange for the Silver Dragon Cannon, but was decisively rejected by the other party, so there was no need to waste the Dragon Slaying Coins to exchange for the Iron Dragon Cannon.

"Okay, boy, leave us your contact information so that we can discuss the details of the weapon refining with each other in the future." Mengdulu really regarded Ning Qi as a magical weapon refining master.

"In this way, if senior comes to find me, he will go to the Qin and Tang Empire to Tu Longhou Mansion."

Ning Qi smiled.

"Okay, I'll take the first step!"

After saying that, Mundulu flew away in a hurry. As he flew, he smiled and said to himself: "Hey, hey, I didn't expect that I would encounter such a magical fighting weapon this time. As long as I figure out its refining method,

, Not to mention thirty iron dragon cannons, I can earn back thirty silver dragon cannons. Those old guys will definitely be shocked when they see them! Hahahahaha..."

No one is a fool. Ning Qi was playing tricks on himself, and Mengdulu also had his own little ideas. In Ning Qi's view, he made a lot of money from this transaction, but in Mengdulu's view, he is the real one.

Winner!

Ning Qi refined all thirty iron dragon cannons at once.

"Whenever I encounter an enemy in the future, I will be the first to set up the artillery array, and I will kill every one they come in. Wouldn't it be refreshing?"

Ning Qi thought happily and flew in the direction of Qingyun Sect.

………………

"According to the tip, we saw traces of that guy at the border of Hanshui River."

"According to the tip, someone saw it appearing in the southeast!"

Jian Wuxue was standing in a secret hall of the Blood Killing Sect with five of his subordinates, listening to the news one after another from his subordinates.

The Blood Killing Sect has secret halls in every town in all major empires. They are spread very widely. There are as many as seven or eight people in a secret hall, and as few as one or two people. However, these people are all elites who get information. Every time they receive

A piece of news will be reported to the Blood Killing Sect layer by layer.

In addition, the people in the dark hall are also responsible for the assassins. If they can solve the problem, the Blood Killing Sect will not send anyone out again.

"Elder Jian, the last news is that someone saw something strange happened in the Baishan Sect. The Baishan Sect seems to have been hit by a flood. The entire sect is in dilapidated state. The ground is covered with yellow mud. The people in the sect have also disappeared. The slaves on the mines are all gone.

He was transferred to the Qingyun Sect... However, the Baishan Sect is hundreds of miles away from the Hanshui River, and it didn't rain that day, so how could it be flooded? My subordinates don't understand this matter, and asked Elder Jian to make a decision."

The leader of the Dark Hall here, a one-star fighting spirit, knelt respectfully in front of Jian Wuxue and whispered, he was very excited to see the legendary figure of the Blood Killing Sect and so many Dark Hall masters,

There are probably only a few people left.

"The Baishan Sect? Elder Bu, please go and take a trip."

Jian Wuxue frowned and said to one of the Six-Star Dou Huang.

The Dou Huang nodded and rushed to Baishan Sect after leaving the dark hall.

Bu Tieyi landed among the ruins of Baishan Sect and observed it. Then he said to himself in shock: "This water actually fell from the sky. What happened here?"

Thinking of this, he flew towards the Qingyun Sect, preparing to ask what happened. Those slaves left the Baishan Sect and should know about this.

…………

Yang Zhiwen and Yang Jingjing stood at the door of the renovated sect, with a hint of joy on their faces. Now, Yang Zhiwen has become a veritable sect leader of Qingyun Sect, Yang Jingjing has been promoted to an elder, and He Xiaoshi has also been given the title of elder.

The position is specifically in charge of that group of miners.

This made the miners very happy, indicating that the Qingyun Sect really regarded them as human beings, and was definitely not oppressing them like the Baishan Sect, treating them as pigs and dogs. They worked even harder, otherwise they would not have been able to restore the Qingyun Sect so quickly.

After renovations, the Qingyun Sect now looks quite prosperous.

"All this is thanks to Brother Ning. I hope that the former brothers and sisters can hear this news and return to Qingyun Sect."

Yang Zhiwen sighed.

A look of disapproval flashed across Yang Jingjing's face: "Those guys, as soon as Master died, they robbed things and fled everywhere, what are they doing back here!"

"Sister, you can't think like that. Senior brothers are always senior brothers."

Yang Zhiwen consoled him.
Chapter completed!