Chapter 1190 Five Colors and Five Directions
If this small flag is really the Western Plain Cloud Realm Flag, Zhang Qian will make a fortune. The Western Plain Cloud Realm Flag is a top-grade innate spiritual treasure with unparalleled defense and infinite mysteries.

However, seeing that Qiang Yi was struggling more and more, Zhang Qian didn't care about being surprised, and hurriedly said: "Don't resist, this treasure is ownerless, it only has pure spirituality. The more you resist, the more powerful this treasure will be."

Qiang Yi obeyed Zhang Qian's words and hurriedly stopped bombarding the auspicious clouds around him. After a few quarters of an hour, the auspicious clouds around Qiang Yi slowly dissipated, and even the entire sea of ​​clouds was dissipating.

After all, this little flag was an ownerless object. Although it had spirituality, it had no intelligence. After the barbarians stopped resisting, it slowly calmed down.

Zhang Qian asked Qiang Yi to slowly approach the small flag, trying his best not to alarm it.

Not long after, Qiangyi arrived under the small flag, and the plain white flag was within reach.

Zhang Qian had no intention of letting Qiang Yi take action. A trace of his mind slowly flew out of Qiang Yi's body, then separated a bit of his spiritual imprint and rushed towards the small white flag.

hum!
As soon as the spiritual mark touched the white flag, the flag vibrated and was about to riot. Zhang Qian's reaction was not rude at all. His spiritual mark flashed extremely quickly and sank into the inside of the flag.

As soon as he entered the small flag, he saw densely packed innate divine bans and rays of innate immortal spiritual light.

"Thirty-six innate divine prohibitions, it is indeed a top-grade innate spiritual treasure!"

After counting the number of these innate divine bans, Zhang Qian had an idea in his mind. This small white flag was indeed a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, and there were only a limited number of top-grade innate spiritual treasures in the prehistoric world. At this moment, he was already 80% to 90% sure that this small flag was the Western plain cloud world flag.

That is one of the five-color five-directional flags.

However, seeing the densely packed innate divine prohibitions and the innate immortal spiritual light, Zhang Qian knew that it would not be so easy for him to refine this treasure.

First of all, this treasure is complete and flawless, unlike the original Zhutian Wandao Ce, which is an incomplete innate spiritual treasure, so he can refine it quickly.

The Western Plain Cloud Flag was perfect, without any damage. If he wanted to refine it, he could only break through the innate divine prohibitions bit by bit and find the deepest spiritual treasure embryo. This was an extremely long and arduous process.

In addition, Zhang Qian has another way to quickly refine this treasure, but unfortunately it cannot be implemented in the prehistoric world. That is to directly use the Treasure Dividing Rock to suppress the Western Plain Cloud Flag. In this way, his spiritual consciousness imprint can ignore the obstruction of those innate divine bans, find the spiritual treasure embryo, and refine it instantly.

But this is simply impossible. The Fenbao Rock is not a magical power. Zhang Qian only has a trace of his mind in the prehistoric world. He cannot attract the Fenbao Rock on his real body.

What surprised Zhang Qian was that the moment his spiritual imprint entered the western plain cloud world flag, the broken jade actually moved. An illusory small white flag flew out from the inside of the broken jade, and then turned into a torrent of information, which was accepted by his mind.

This torrent of information turned out to be the method of practicing the Western Pure Cloud Flag's magical power.

Sensing the cultivation method he had just obtained, Zhang Qian shook his head and said, "The real Western Plain Cloud Realm Flag is mine, what use do I have for this magical power?"

After he finished speaking, he practiced this magical power. As soon as the magical power appeared, it was at the first level of the innate realm. A somewhat illusory white flag appeared in his hand, which looked exactly like the plain-colored Western Cloud Realm Flag in the prehistoric world.

After dispersing his magical powers, Zhang Qian could not think of any method to quickly refine the Western Plain Cloud Flag. However, after his spiritual imprint entered the flag, the flag calmed down and was successfully taken in Qiangyi's hands.

Qiangyi is a member of the witch clan and cannot use innate spiritual treasures. The witch clan can only use magic weapons, and the magic weapons of the witch clan can only be refined through blood refining method.

Qiang Yi, holding a small flag, waved it lightly, and everything around him suddenly dissipated. This strange space disappeared like a bubble, and the endless fog outside also slowly dissipated.

The Western Plain Cloud Boundary Flag was the core of the innate formation. If the core was taken away, the innate formation, which was not very powerful to begin with, would be broken. The innate formation protecting the Western Plain Cloud Boundary Flag was very powerful. As long as one could not understand the mystery of the formation, he would always be besieged by the ferocious beasts condensed by the fog. Even a strong person like Kuafu would eventually die of exhaustion in it.

And if you comprehend the wonders of the formation, you can easily break this formation.

"A top-grade innate spiritual treasure, hahahahaha, good boy, give it to me quickly!"

Just as the fog dissipated, a strange voice suddenly rang out in the valley. It was Fei Dan.

Fei Dan looked at the precious flag in Qiang Yi's hand with greedy eyes, and had already secretly emitted his own poison.

However, Qiangyi did not breathe at all, nor did he absorb Feidan's poison gas. No matter how powerful Feidan's poison gas was, it was useless.

Seeing that Qiangyi remained calm and showed no sign of fainting, Fei Dan immediately knew that the other party had been prepared.

However, he did not think that the strange wizard with three heads and six arms opposite him was his opponent. The only thing he was afraid of was that if he took action here, the noise would alarm the Twelve Ancestral Wizards, and he would be in danger.

He hesitated for a moment, but was eventually dominated by greed. This was a top-grade innate spiritual treasure that the witch clan could not use at all. The innate spiritual treasure had no value at all to the witch clan.

Fei Dan could imagine that this innate spiritual treasure in Qiang Yi's hands would eventually become something gathering dust in the witch clan's treasure house.

But it would be different if he got this treasure. With a top-grade innate spiritual treasure in hand, his status among the demon clan would rise sharply. Not to mention, every innate spiritual treasure in the prehistoric world contained terrifying great fortune.

hum!
Fei Dan suddenly opened his mouth and a dark green poisonous mist spewed out, instantly filling the entire valley.

Hee hee hee…!
A corrosion sound was heard, and Qiang Yi's three-headed, six-armed body was quickly corroded by the surrounding poisonous fog, causing Qiang Yi to groan in pain.

"You monster, you are full of despicable means, die!"

Qiang Yi felt the pain and immediately became furious. The Wu Clan did not allow for so much forbearance. If they were beaten, they would naturally fight back immediately, and the revenge would be severe.

Qiang Yi was no exception, he roared angrily. Zhang Qian was not idle either, with a thought, the Chaos Bell magical power appeared above Qiang Yi's head, sprinkling down chaotic mysterious light, isolating the flying poisonous fog.

This poisonous fog was truly terrifying. Although Qiang Yi practiced Pangu's True Body and the Nine Revolutions Profound Art and had extremely strong bodies, his bodies were still corroded by the poisonous fog. If there were immortals or gods who had not practiced the art of body refining, they would instantly turn into blood when encountering the poisonous fog.

"This is impossible!"

Seeing the Chaos Bell appearing above Qiang Yi's head, Fei Dan's eyes widened. Why could this great witch perform magical powers? And it was exactly the same magical power as the Chaos Bell in Tai Yi's hand? This completely overturned his cognition.

Just as he was surprised, Qiangyi had already rushed over, waving his six arms and smashing down fiercely.

Although Fei Dan was surprised, he did not lose his guard. He had fought against countless demon generals with Taiyi in the ancient starry sky and had rich experience in fighting enemies. Even if Qiang Yi had three heads and six arms, he did not panic.

(End of this chapter)