The so-called "magic weapon" in the world is just an arrogant description.
For example, the Black Ice Sword and the Hundred-Forged Black Iron Sword should only be officially called "Fourth Grade Sword".
And how powerful is a true magic weapon?
The Snow Mountain Goddess died in ancient times. It is said that the "Xianwu Mountain" transformed from her broken body when she fell into the world has no human form at all to this day.
And its divine kingdom has fallen into the netherworld and been corroded by the netherworld's aura for countless years. Everywhere is filled with mist composed of the mixture of ice aura and netherworld aura, and the charm of the former ice and snow divine kingdom is no longer visible.
The divine weapon named "Ice Death Blade" has naturally been corroded by countless years.
It has lost its master and has no one to maintain it. It continues to withstand the wear and tear of time, the erosion of the netherworld, and its power continues to evaporate.
But even so, more than a hundred years ago, it still easily wiped out all the Black Tiger Guards of the fourth rank and above, and instantly killed a third-rank general from a distance of at least a hundred feet and cut him into pieces.
, so that he could not make any reaction until his death.
And now, it can also destroy the heavy shields on Shen Lang and Senior Sister with one blow before they can make any effective response, forcing them to retreat urgently.
Afterwards, in the mist on the left and right sides, the two waves of people who accidentally broke into the attack range of the "Ice Death Blade" obviously suffered heavy losses.
Not only were several dying screams heard, but there were also screams of unbearable pain. It was obvious that not only were people on both sides dead, but some of the survivors were also seriously injured.
A weapon that fell into the netherworld in ancient times still has such power today, which shows how terrifying a real "magic weapon" can be!
At this time, in the mist on the right, another old barbarian voice came calling:
"The divine soldiers need to offer blood sacrifices! White wolves, gray hyenas, lion ears, bear ox... The time has come to prove your loyalty to the ancestors! Rush over, rush towards the divine soldiers as much as you can, and sacrifice with your blood and souls
Feed it, satisfy its thirst for killing, and give me the opportunity to seize the divine weapon!"
Roar!
Amidst the savage war roars, heavy footsteps sounded. Someone, and more than one person, launched a charge towards the magic weapon!
Perhaps he was too excited and the old man forgot to control the volume.
So that not only Shen Lang, but also the senior sister heard his shouts, and another wave of people in the mist across the way also heard his voice.
And because that group of people had frontier generals and scouts who had been dealing with barbarians for many years, they also understood what the old man said, and immediately heard a rich baritone shout:
"Snow Mountain Goddess, Blade of Ice Death? That's it! Ha, my chance has arrived! Come on, get the magic weapon back for me!"
There was another sound of footsteps that sounded extremely precise, as if every step was the same distance, and the steps were as precise as if they were measured with a ruler.
Shen Lang quickly translated to Senior Sister:
"Senior sister, the barbarians are going to use their lives to build a path and seize the divine weapons! The team on the left is also going to seize the divine weapons!"
The senior sister frowned and looked at Shen Lang:
"If the divine weapon falls into the hands of others, especially barbarians, we will definitely die! Junior Brother Shen, your little skeleton is at home here. It will not be attacked by the divine weapon yet. It has already taken the advantage. Let the little skeleton go and get the god.
Bing, let’s help it stop the others!”
What the senior sister said is reasonable. No matter who gets the magic weapon from the other two parties, I'm afraid they won't let them go.
And Xiao Gu is indeed at home here, and the divine soldiers did not attack it just now.
But let Xiaogu go get the magic weapon...
Shen Lang looked at Xiao Gu, feeling worried in his heart:
The small bones swallowed and absorbed the "pale cold flame", and the divine soldiers regarded it as "one of their own" and did not attack it.
But this does not mean that Xiaogu is qualified to touch the divine weapon.
The "Ice Death Blade" has a bad temper, and outsiders are not allowed to get close to it. Once they step into its warning range, they will be killed from a distance, even if they are "one of their own", if the "following offense" touches the magic weapon...
…
This is just like the senior sister regards Shen Lang as one of her own and will definitely not kill him casually. There is nothing wrong with holding hands when the situation is critical.
But if Shen Lang touches the senior sister's face or even rubs her breasts for no reason, how can she not go berserk?
So if Xiaogu touches the magic weapon and angers it, and the magic weapon breaks out, how can Xiaogu withstand the rampaging "Blade of Ice Death" with his current strength?
【I can.】
When he was hesitating, Xiao Gu heard his voice:
【I can go and get the magic weapon with just my hands.】
As it spoke, its right hand fell off at the wrist level and flew around in front of it, its fingers still flexibly making piano-playing gestures.
Shen Lang's eyes lit up:
That’s right! Just now, you were really concerned about it, but you forgot that Xiao Gu has this method!
It can touch the magic weapon with only one hand.
Even if the divine weapon becomes furious and smashes one of its hands, its entire body's bones will be restored to integrity the next time it is promoted to a higher level, just like the missing phalanx was repaired when it was promoted.
At that moment, Shen Lang nodded heavily to Xiao Gu:
"The divine weapon is entrusted to you! Senior sister and I will protect you!"
The two of them quickly cast various protective spells, then left and right, escorting Xiaogu forward.
At the same time, cold clanging sounds sounded one after another.
Diagonally ahead and to the right, in the thick fog, one or two muffled groans could be heard from time to time, as well as the heavy sound of a human body falling to the ground.
But even after falling to the ground, as long as the person on the right was not dead, he still continued to crawl towards the magic weapon. His fearlessness was shocking.
Diagonally ahead and to the left, there were sounds of human bodies falling to the ground from time to time, but there was no groan of pain, as if the people on the left were just wooden figures without any sense of pain.
And after falling to the ground, they will quickly get up and continue moving forward. Those who cannot get up will also crawl forward, and they are also very fast, much faster than the crawling barbarian on the right.
This strange situation attracted the attention of the senior sister. She listened for a while and said:
"I'm afraid the person rushing over from the left is not a person! It's a puppet or something like that!"
Before he finished speaking, another cold clang sounded. This time the invisible blade slashed straight at Shen Lang and Senior Sister, destroying all the external shields on the two of them with one blow.
But after receiving this blow, the two of them were not surprised but delighted. They looked at each other and whispered in unison:
"The power is even weaker!"
The two of them were now much closer to the magic weapon than when they were first attacked, so they should have been killed more severely.
But the actual situation is that although the external shields on the two of them have been destroyed, Shen Lang's face is not hurt, and there are no bleeding marks on the elder sister's cheeks or neck, not even a white mark.
This is enough to prove that the power of the divine weapon "Ice Death Blade" has become weaker and weaker after being released many times.
This is certainly not caused by some "blood sacrifice".
It is purely because the divine weapon has lost its owner and source of power since ancient times. It has also been eroded by time and corroded by the underworld. The original reserve power has been depleted. The more times it is released, the power will naturally weaken.
At the moment when the waves were sinking, the senior sister once again placed various shields on her body, and continued to move forward while protecting her small bones.
Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!
Qingyue's clanging sound kept ringing, sometimes attacking both sides, sometimes attacking Shen Lang and Senior Sister. However, as the power continued to weaken, the heavy shields on the two of them were no longer as easy to destroy as before.
When the third attack came, both of them had the last external shield left that had not been destroyed.
After re-charging various shields, the two of them strode forward again. After more than ten feet, the eyes of Shen Lang and the senior sister suddenly became clear.
They came to a clearing with thick fog billowing from the sky on all sides, but not a trace of fog in the middle.
This clearing is over a hundred feet in diameter
In the middle of the open space, a mountain of corpses was piled up.
The corpses that made up the mountain of corpses were not normal human beings.
Some were giants wearing golden armor and more than one foot tall.
Some are giants with pale skin, cracks all over their bodies, two feet tall, and four arms.
There are also aliens whose body shape is invisible to ordinary people, but with wings on their backs and armor.
There are also strangers with a vertical eye between their eyebrows.
Thousands of alien corpses were piled up into a hill, with various broken weapons, armor and stomach fragments, and broken limbs scattered everywhere.
Seeing these corpses that had no "human appearance" at all, Shen Lang couldn't help being slightly shocked:
"Those corpses...are there still so many kinds of weirdos in our world?"
The senior sister explained quickly:
"Legend has it that in ancient times, the laws of heaven and earth were not yet perfect. On the earth, gods, men, and demons lived together. The sky was full of real dragons, the ground was full of mythical beasts, and there were all kinds of weird people and monsters.
"Even now, gods and demons can no longer come in person, and all kinds of powerful beasts, monsters, and aliens have long since disappeared, but many of our human race still have the blood of ancient aliens, and even demons and monsters.
"Those who have awakened their innate supernatural powers have returned to their ancestors by bloodline and awakened the innate supernatural powers left by their ancestors.
"The Ice and Snow Goddess died in ancient times, when all kinds of aliens still existed. These corpses must be powerful aliens selected as warriors by the gods. They followed their respective gods and invaded the Ice and Snow Goddess's kingdom, and were killed here.
As for killing them..."
She looked up at the top of the corpse mountain and saw a "crescent moon" floating quietly above the corpse mountain, emitting a cold light.
Take a closer look, where is the "crescent moon"?
It is clearly a strange-shaped scimitar.
This knife is shaped like a crescent moon, one foot long, has no handle, has sharp points at both ends, and has blades both inside and outside. The whole body is crystal clear, as if carved by ice crystals.
It is the divine weapon "Ice Death Blade"!
These thousands of alien warriors were killed here by this magic weapon!
However, the current state of this magical weapon looks really miserable.
The blade was covered with dense and shocking cracks. At first glance, it looked as if the ten-foot-long scimitar had been shattered and then the fragments were forcibly glued together.
And those densely packed, criss-crossing cracks are almost all pitch black, like dark veins, exuding a strange atmosphere of cold death, yet peace and tranquility, which makes people feel a strange "destination for all living beings".
Feel.
"Netherworld erosion!"
The senior sister could tell at a glance that the black "veins" in the cracks on the blade were exactly the power of the netherworld that corroded the divine weapon.
Since ancient times, under the erosion of the power of the netherworld for countless years, this magical weapon that was supposed to be made of pure ice and snow power has almost transformed into a ghostly magic blade.
No wonder the Black Tiger Guards killed by him turned into zombies and ghosts.
At this time, the mist surged to the left, and a swordsman in black walked out, with criss-crossing scars all over his body.
Every scar was an extrusion of skin and flesh, deep into the bones, and even injuries to the internal organs. However, there was no trace of pain in the cold and indifferent eyes of the black-clothed sword spirit, and his movements did not appear slow.
He stepped into this fog-free space, looked up at the Ice Death Blade on the mountain of corpses, and without hesitation, took long strides and rushed towards the mountain of corpses.
"Flesh puppet!"
Shen Lang whispered: "Sister, I have seen this swordsman in black before. He is a flesh and blood puppet under Lian Yunxiao!"
"Lian Yunxiao's puppet?"
The elder sister muttered:
"Master Bailong has five disciples in total. The fifth disciple, Lian Yunxiao, is dead. The first three disciples have a secret whereabouts. Only the fourth disciple follows Bailong all year round. The person who comes is very likely to be the fourth disciple of Bailong!"
As he was talking, mist also surged on the right side, and a tall, barefooted man two meters tall, wrapped in an animal skin around his waist and wearing a shirtless shirt, came out.
His face, neck, and chest were covered with large twisted animal-shaped tattoos, and he carried a huge mace in his hand. His strong muscles, which looked like they were made of copper and iron, were also criss-crossed with bone-deep scars, but he was full of fanaticism.
There was no trace of pain in his eyes.
After entering this place, he casually glanced at Shen Lang and Senior Sister who were diagonally across the way, showed a bloodthirsty smile, then took long strides and rushed towards the mountain of corpses.
Competitors from both sides are coming.
But these two people are far from enough in front of Shen Lang and Senior Sister.
"Xiaogu, come on!"
Shen Lang shouted low, patted the bare dot pen in the palm of Xiaogu's hand, then raised his hand and pointed at the black-clothed swordsman on the left, and started the "soul-destroying curse", shocking the black-clothed swordsman to a halt.
, it’s like being hit by a body-fixing technique.
After that, Shen Lang fired another "Continuous Fireball", seven fireballs the size of a human head, all of which hit the black-clothed swordsman.
The reason why I chose the seventh-level spell "Continuous Fireball" is because this flesh and blood puppet has a fourth-level cultivation level.
Such a powerful flesh and blood puppet, even if it has been severely injured by the "Ice Death Blade" and temporarily controlled by the "Soul-Destroying Curse", with Shen Lang's only fifth-level Taoist cultivation level, it is difficult to use the ninth-level
Level 8 spells will kill a general with one hit, and at least level 7 spells are required.
Boom boom boom...
A deafening explosion sounded, and the swordsman in black was drowned in the sea of fire.
At the same time as Shen Lang took action.
The senior sister also raised her hand towards the strong barbarian man and pointed a finger. A fountain suddenly surged out from under the strong barbarian man's feet and turned into nine slender water snakes, tightly binding him.
Before the strong barbarian man could struggle, the senior sister shot out another "Frost Finger", and the nine water snakes immediately condensed into ice. A layer of white frost appeared on the surface of the strong barbarian man's body, and the whole figure seemed to have turned into a snowman.
But the strong barbarian man could still struggle. With a crackling sound, all the white frost on his body fell off, and a bloody man with all his muscles and muscles was exposed, but in the struggle, all his skin was peeled off.
Come down!
After the barbarian broke free, knowing that he could not get close to the mountain of corpses without dealing with Shen Lang and the others, he immediately let out a savage war cry, raised his mace, and charged towards the two men like a bloody beast.
Under the explosion of Qi and blood, the blood on his body surface evaporated and turned into a blood mist, covering him inside.
Facing this ferocious savage who was like a skinned devil, capable of scaring ordinary people to death, the senior sister did not change her expression and said calmly:
"The barbarian warriors of Mobei purely cultivate their physical strength. They also draw tattoos with the blood of demon beasts and seal the souls of demon beasts in the tattoos. Although they do not cultivate internal strength and true energy, they lose flexibility and lack of change, but they are as arrogant and strong as demon beasts.
His physique and spell resistance are also extremely strong... This barbarian warrior's strength is not inferior to that of a fourth-grade great warrior, but his physique and vitality are even better..."
While explaining the characteristics of the barbarian to Shen Lang, she raised her hand and pointed, and a sword-like cold light shot out from her fingertips. It spanned several feet in an instant, broke through the blood mist around the barbarian, stabbed on his neck, and then circled the barbarian.
The thick and bloody neck spun in a circle, and the barbarian's head suddenly dropped to the ground with a pop. The flesh-and-blood body continued to rush forward for several steps before falling to the ground exhausted.
In front of Senior Sister, a fourth-grade peak practitioner who is not far away from third-grade, even third-grade great warriors can only compete equally, not to mention that although this kind of power is equivalent to that of a fourth-grade great warrior, his skills, flexibility, and
What a shameful barbarian.
However, after beheading the barbarian warrior, the senior sister still stared at the headless body that had fallen to the ground and said calmly:
"But even so, this barbarian warrior is probably not completely dead..."
Just as he was talking, a bloody bull's head suddenly grew out of the neck of the barbarian warrior that was constantly spurting blood, and his hands turned into a pair of deformed and enlarged bear paws.
Then the barbarian warrior pushed his bear paws to the ground, stood up again, held up the bull's head that was molded into a lake of flesh and blood, let out a violent bull roar, and rushed towards the elder sister again, the footsteps became heavier and the momentum became more ferocious and ferocious.
"Some barbarian warriors seal the souls of demon beasts that are quite powerful. After death, the demon souls will resurrect, occupy the body, and transform into half-human, half-monster beasts. However, the demon souls are incomplete, and the barbarian warriors' original will is also gone.
He will survive, so after he wakes up, he will lose all reason and will only follow his last wish before his death and launch an endless and violent attack on the enemy who killed him..."
The senior sister said in a calm tone, obviously explaining to Shen Lang so that he would know how to deal with the barbarian warriors when he met them later.
At the same time, she raised her hand and pushed, and a ripple of air hit the barbarian warrior's chest, sending the barbarian warrior who had rushed within ten steps of her flying backwards.
When it fell, the body of the barbarian warrior expanded rapidly like a rapidly inflating balloon, and finally exploded into pieces with a crash.
Just as the senior sister was killing this barbarian warrior.
The sea of fire exploded by the seven consecutive fireballs on the other side also slowly disappeared, but out of the sea of fire, a blackened skeleton with only a few fascia left, holding a lake of flesh and blood, a broken human head that was almost a skeleton, walked toward Shen Lang.
Coming quickly.
"You've become like this and you're not dead yet? Are you really the fucking Terminator?"
Shen Lang was slightly startled, then raised his hand and waved a "flaming knife". The crescent-shaped flaming knife quickly chopped off the flesh and blood puppet's head.
The skeleton of the flesh puppet is much more flexible than that of the Terminator. When it rushes forward, it moves in a "Zigzag" shape and avoids the flames of the sword like lightning.
But that's where it ends.
When it was about to move, Shen Lang predicted it in advance and directly issued a "strong stele smashing hand". The translucent obelisk fell from the sky and hit the flesh and blood puppet's head hard.
The flesh puppet, which had lost most of its flesh and blood, could no longer operate its true energy body protection. Of course, its skeleton was not as strong as the Terminator's alloy skeleton. It was suddenly hit with its brains bursting and it died on the spot.
Just when Shen Lang and the senior sister intercepted the flesh puppets and barbarian warriors, Xiao Gu already had some fine pen in hand and rushed under the mountain of corpses.
After that, it did not go up the mountain, but took off its right hand up to the wrist, flew up to the top of the corpse mountain, and grabbed the magic weapon hanging above the corpse mountain.
at this moment.
Shen Lang's heart almost rose to his throat. He clenched his hands into fists and stared at Xiaogu's bony hand without blinking. He was afraid that if he touched it, it would make the magic weapon go crazy.
Rampage.
Although Xiao Gu is standing under the mountain of corpses, still some distance away from the Ice Death Blade, but under the rage of the Ice Death Blade, God knows whether he will be able to recover from more than a hundred years ago and kill a third-level person with one blow from a distance of more than 200 feet.
The power of a general.
If this is true, the small bones will be in danger of being shattered into pieces.
Although Shen Lang has given the Dianjing Brush to Xiaogu, with the status of the Dianjing Brush, it will not be cut by the severely damaged "Ice Death Blade", but the attack speed of the Ice Death Blade is too fast.
If there is a sudden outbreak, it is still unknown whether Xiaogu can escape into the Dianjingbi space in time.
Under Shen Lang's nervous gaze, under the gaze of the senior sister who could not take his eyes away, implying expectation.
Xiaogu's slender and delicate bone hand touched the one-foot-long crescent moon weapon.
Then……
On the surface of the divine weapon, the dark "veins" formed by the erosion of the power of the netherworld suddenly came to life, slowly expanding and contracting like blood vessels, while extending black air threads and connecting to the small bones of the hand.
At the same time, the Ice Death Blade made a clear sound, flashed with cold light, and burst out an extremely dangerous energy, as if it was about to explode.
But before it could take effect, the dark "veins" that were constantly expanding and contracting in every corner of the blade suddenly became bright and emitted a "strongly suppressed" Qi, blowing the ice.
Suppress the attack of Death Blade!
At this time, Xiaogu's right hand was already entangled and wrapped by dense black air threads spreading from those dark tendons.
But Xiaogu's situation doesn't seem to be passive.
The five fingers of its hand are still moving flexibly, and are even actively pulling and winding those black air threads around its five fingers.
After that, it turned against the guest, and the aura of "Yama's Prison Suppressing Technique" emitted from its fingers. Following the black aura wrapped around its fingertips, it spread back to the cracks in the blade of the Ice Death Blade.
The Blade of Ice Death had been severely damaged, and the blade was covered with dense, criss-crossing spider web cracks.
These cracks are also the flaws of the "Ice Death Blade", and it is from these cracks that the power of the netherworld penetrates.
Under countless years of erosion, the power of the netherworld that gradually accumulated in the cracks of the blade has turned into dense black tendons.
At this moment.
When the aura of the Yama's Prison Suppressing Technique spread in the opposite direction, those dark veins formed by the accumulation of netherworld power seemed to finally welcome their master, trembling with a posture of "opening the door to welcome Hades",
Squirming, surrendering to the Qi of "Yama", respectfully welcome the Holy Lord of the Underworld!
The Ice Death Blade has been corroded by the breath of the netherworld for countless years, and has already turned into a netherworld demon blade.
But before today, for a long time, the uncontrollable ghostly atmosphere was just instinctively eroding the Ice Death Blade, and it was just a "natural phenomenon" similar to water dripping through stone.
But at this moment, the small-bone "Yama" Qi machine took over, harnessing the power of the netherworld that had deeply eroded into the inner body of the divine weapon, and actively eroded the blade. The black tendons on the blade suddenly seemed to have finally received a strong heart.
The blood vessels are expanding and contracting crazily, and at the same time, they are accelerating and eroding at a speed visible to the physical body.
The blade is like an ice crystal carving, and its color is also changing.
The blade closest to Xiaogu's right hand has gradually been dyed with a bony jade color that resembles the "jade bone" of Xiaogu.
See this scene.
Xiaogu, who was standing under the mountain of corpses, looked back at Shen Lang and said: [Successful!]
Then without hesitation, he spread out his body skills and jumped to the top of the mountain of corpses to join the skeleton hands.
After attaching the bone hand, it ran the "Yama Prison Suppressing Technique" at full strength. More and stronger Yama breath was injected into the Ice Death Blade through the black threads formed by the nether breath. The black tendons spread at a sudden speed.
Upgraded, with more blades, the blade began to change color, shining with the color of bone and jade.
Until this time.
Shen Lang, who had been highly alert throughout the entire process, breathed a long sigh of relief and laughed uncontrollably:
"This place is really Xiaogu's home field! That magic weapon will be subdued by Xiaogu!"
The senior sister also nodded slightly and breathed a sigh of relief:
"I didn't expect that your little skeleton would have such an opportunity! But it's not time to relax yet. The divine weapon has not been completely eroded by the breath of the netherworld. It still has a certain degree of autonomy and is still resisting refining.
"It will take some time for the little skeleton to be refined. During this period, we need to protect it and block the opponents on both sides. Let's go to the corpse mountain first."
The two of them immediately ran forward and soon arrived under the mountain of corpses.
The senior sister raised her eyes and scanned the broken armor and weapons everywhere, and said calmly:
"These weapons and armors are all made of spiritual iron and black gold. Unfortunately, they have been eroded too deeply by the aura of the netherworld and have lost their value of recycling and refining."
If you want to recycle these remnants of broken armor and refine them into spiritual iron and black gold, you must first remove the ghostly aura.
Otherwise, the refined spiritual iron black gold is full of ghostly energy, and if mortals come into contact with it for a long time, it will only be transformed into a corpse.
But these remnant soldiers have been exposed here for countless years and have been completely infiltrated by the atmosphere of the netherworld. How easy is it to get rid of them?
Even with the power of a first-level Da Zhenren, I am afraid it would take countless efforts to remove the ghostly aura from a broken soldier's broken armor.
Instead of working so hard, it would be easier to extract the essence from ordinary iron and gold and refine spiritual iron and black gold yourself.
Therefore, it is not that these remnant soldiers have no recycling value, but the price/performance ratio is too low, making them uneconomical.
However, Shen Lang had different ideas:
"My little bones may be able to quickly remove the ghostly aura from these rags. Besides, I also have a triangular piece of broken copper that I can feed it with these rags!"
At this moment, before the opponents on both sides appeared, he quickly collected the rags and moved the pieces of broken weapons and armor into the fine pen space.
Just when I was picking it up vigorously, mist surged from both sides at the same time, and two groups of people walked out cautiously.
The team on the left is led by the fourth disciple of Master Bai Long, the man in purple.
At this time, the only followers left beside him were Shi Zhonglong and two Snow Wither Sky Riders.
The team on the right is none other than the old barbarian.
Although many of the barbarian warriors under him died when they took the initiative to "blood sacrifice" the divine soldiers, there are still ten of them left.
As soon as the people on both sides stepped out of the mist, they were first shocked by the mountain of corpses piled up by the corpses of various giants and strangers.
After being shocked for a while, they finally noticed the Ice Death Blade on the top of the corpse mountain.
"Magic weapon!"
The man in purple was overjoyed at first. After seeing the small and slender skeleton under the huge magic weapon, the man in purple became furious again:
"How dare a mere skeleton ghost steal my magic weapon?"
Without thinking, he raised his hand and pointed, and a red flame spear buzzed, shooting at the small bones.
But just as the Red Flame Spear had reached mid-flight, a cold white light that resembled a sword aura came from its diagonal stab. With a bang, it fought with the Red Flame Spear and died together.
The man in purple was startled for a moment, and then he noticed that at the foot of the corpse mountain, compared with the corpses of various giants, Shen Lang, Senior Sister, looked extremely small.
Seeing Senior Sister, the man in purple smiled:
"Ha, isn't this the founder of Wanfamen, the senior sister, Miss Qin Qingqin? I really didn't expect..."
Before he finished speaking, he glanced at Shen Lang again.
After seeing the brocade white robe on Shen Lang with a small hole in the heart, the man in purple stopped talking and stared at Shen Lang's white robe for a while, then looked at Shen Lang's face, and in his mind
, the first thought that pops up is:
The person who killed fifth junior brother Lian Yunxiao was none other than Shen Lang!
However, the authority of Master Bailong is too heavy.
Even if he is in the Kingdom of God, even if his master is far away in the Demon Palace on the top of the world, even if he is just turning his thoughts and thoughts in his heart, the man in purple still dare not overturn his master's reasoning.
Therefore, as soon as the idea that "Shen Lang is the murderer" emerged, he flatly denied it:
Are you kidding? What is Shen Lang?
A mere fifth-level warrior, even if he also practiced Taoism, according to intelligence, it took more than a month for him to even perform a seventh-level "Qi Binding Technique". His Taoism cultivation level obviously did not exceed the seventh-level.
With such a cultivation level, how could he quickly kill Lian Yunxiao, who had a fourth-grade Taoist cultivation level and was covered in magic weapons, in such a short period of time?
Shen Lang doesn't have this ability!
Therefore, the master's deduction must be correct. The person who killed the fifth junior brother must be the spider mother walker. His strength must be at the third level of martial arts. He also had the secret technique given by the spider mother. With the help of the spider mother, he was able to kill the fifth junior brother quickly.
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The fifth junior brother's "White Dragon Armor" and other magic weapons were all stolen by the spider mother walker.
As for why the "White Dragon Armor" is now worn on Shen Lang, it is also easy to explain:
Shen Lang did not come to Xianwu Mountain alone to hunt down the Spider Mother Walker. He was also accompanied by Qin Qing.
Qin Qing is also a fourth-level Dharma cultivator. Since he has never had any actual combat experience, the man in purple certainly doesn’t know the specific strength. However, as the founding disciple of Wanfa Zhenren and the senior sister of Wanfa Sect, Qin Qing’s Taoist strength is much higher than
Lian Yunxiao is definitely stronger than weak, and he has many more top-quality magic weapons than Lian Yunxiao.
With Qin Qing's help, the Spider Mother Earth Walker, a third-level martial artist, must have been killed by Shen Lang. Lian Yunxiao's treasured armor and magic weapon were also captured by Shen Lang and worn on his body.
The avalanche yesterday was caused by Shen Lang and Qin Qing when they teamed up to kill the Spider Mother Groundwalker!
Thinking of this, the man in purple felt much calmer.
Although the master's order was to capture the Spider Mother Earthwalker alive and kill Shen Lang.
But since the Spider Mother Walker had died in Shen Lang's hands, it would be fine to bring her head back.
As for Shen Lang, it seems to be a good idea to capture him alive and turn him into a flesh and blood puppet to guard the tomb of the fifth junior brother.
I think Master will also be satisfied.
Of course, with Qin Qing on his side, it would not be easy to kill Shen Lang.
But, aren't there a group of Mobei barbarians on the opposite side?
The goal of that group of barbarians is also the "Blade of Ice Death".
And Shen Lang and Qin Qing seem to be protecting the little skeleton and buying time for the little skeleton to refine the Ice Death Blade?
Two big living people, helping a skeleton ghost, it’s totally unbelievable!
A cold light flashed in the eyes of the man in purple, and he turned his head and said to Shi Zhonglong:
"Tell those barbarians that that woman is a fourth-grade magic cultivator, and her strength is unpredictable. We must first work together to kill the man and woman, and then each can compete for the divine weapon based on their own abilities."
Shi Zhonglong nodded and shouted to the old man in barbarian language:
"Wuna Wuji, my uncle said that that pair of men and women are our biggest enemies in the fight for the divine weapon. Especially that woman, she is a fourth-grade magic cultivator, and her strength is unpredictable. It's better for you and me to join forces first.
Get rid of them, and then each can compete for the magic weapon based on his or her own abilities!"
The barbarian old man's eyes flashed, and he said in the blunt Eastern language:
"Okay, let's join forces first."
As soon as the words fell.
The man in purple and the barbarian old man took action at the same time.
The man in purple waved his big hand, and a giant palm made of white air fell from the sky, and slapped the senior sister.
The barbarian old man also raised his dove-headed black wooden staff and walked a little farther towards the elder sister. A bloody skull, trailing a black smoke tail, rushed towards the elder sister with a strange smile.
The senior sister was not in a hurry, and with a flick of her finger, a spark flew out, rose up in the wind, and instantly turned into a flaming meteor, dragging its tail of flames against the sky, and exploded the giant white palm into pieces with a bang.
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At the same time, she narrowed her eyes slightly and glanced coldly at the bloody skull with her fox eyes. A crystal light flashed in the child's heart, and the bloody skull suddenly exploded into blue smoke from the inside out.
"It's really unfathomable!"
The old barbarian man muttered, and looked up at the top of the pile of corpses. He saw that the black veins on the Ice Death Blade were pulsing more rapidly, and about half of the blade had been transformed into jade bone color. He knew that it was not advisable to drag it on for too long.
He immediately took out a skin bag and threw it into the air. The mouth of the skin bag opened and a dense mass of corpses fell down.
At the same time, the shadows under the old barbarian's feet expanded rapidly to catch the fallen corpses. In the shadows, there were sudden bursts of blood-curdling sounds of biting and chewing bones.
The man in purple also made seals with his hands, moved his lips, and recited the mantra quickly.
When the two parties are casting spells, Senior Sister and Shen Lang will not sit idly by.
The senior sister raised her hand towards the man in purple and pointed, and a blazing white light like a sword light shot out, directly beheading the man in purple.
But when he was still three feet away from the man in purple clothes, the dragon shadow suddenly flashed on the man in purple clothes, and a white dragon phantom appeared, like a snake coiling, covering the man in purple clothes from head to toe.
The blazing white light hit the white dragon's shadow, making a clanging sound of gold and iron, splashing out a dazzling spark, and then shattered into spots of light all over the sky, dissipating invisible.
But the white dragon's shadow seemed completely undamaged.
Seeing this, the senior sister gave up the idea of using instant spells to interrupt the man in purple's spellcasting.
The person in Zi Yi, like her and Shen Lang, has long been blessed with various protective spells. This white dragon shadow seems to be a fourth-level defensive spell, and it is also the unique secret technique of Master Bailong.
Although the eldest sister is not far from the third level, she is still not the third level after all. It is obviously impossible to break it with only instant spells.
At that moment, the senior sister flipped her wrist, and a small golden seal appeared in the air in her palm.
Then the senior sister threw the small seal into the air. The small seal rose up in the wind and instantly turned into a giant golden seal with a radius of three feet. With the sound of thunder and thunder, it crashed down on the head of the man in purple.
The purple-clothed man, who was holding up his shield and preparing a spell, was shocked and cursed secretly for being despicable and shameless, for actually using a magic weapon!
Quickly remove the seal, take out a brocade handkerchief, throw it into the air, and turn it into a white cloud, holding the golden seal to prevent it from falling.
The eldest sister had no expression on her face, and took out a small round fan decorated with gorgeous tassels, and fanned it hard towards the man in purple. Rolling flames erupted from the sky around the man in purple, and barbecues were sprayed around him from all directions, even if there was a white dragon.
To protect himself, the man in purple soon turned red in the face and sweated profusely.
The man in purple hurriedly took out a fist-sized orb and threw it above his head. The orb hung above his head, and crystal water waves hung down. The water curtain covered the white dragon's shadow like a curtain, blocking the flame jets and weakening the scorching heat.
Seeing this, the senior sister took out another bamboo whistle, opened her red lips, held the whistle in her mouth, puffed up her pink cheeks, and blew gently. Amidst the melodious whistle, the shadow of a white crane came gracefully and flew to the top of the purple man's head.
He stretched out his long sword-like beak and pecked at the orb.
"Damn, why does this woman have so many magic weapons? Isn't Senior Sister Kaishan so amazing?"
The man in purple cursed secretly in his heart, sacrificed a piece of white scale, threw it upward, and turned into a three-foot-long white dragon shadow, fighting with the white crane in the air.
The man in purple breathed a sigh of relief. He glanced up at the senior sister and saw that she had taken out another small and exquisite walnut hammer...
The senior sister here is fighting for wealth with the man in purple.
Shen Lang decisively launched an unpretentious spell attack at the old barbarian.
He saw hundreds of corpses falling from the skin bags thrown by the barbarian old man. Not only were they male and female, some old and some strong, but there were also many young children. They even used them to feed unknown monsters in the shadows.
He felt extremely disgusted with the barbarian old man in his heart, and he raised his hand and made a "Powerful Vajra Palm".
The golden light was brilliant, as if a huge palm print made of gold, exuding a majestic and evil-destroying golden light, slapped hard at the old barbarian.
But the barbarian old man just raised the dove-headed black wooden staff and pointed it from a distance. This time, a white skull flew out, dragging a long tail like white smoke, and came forward with a strange scream, and actually fought with the powerful Vajra Palm.
Die together.
Shen Lang frowned and struck out with another "Thunder Hand". The huge palm print carried the sound of thunder and struck the old barbarian like lightning.
The old barbarian man raised his staff again and pointed out. This time, a black claw flew out. The five fingers were abnormally long and there was one extra knuckle than the normal palm. With a shrill ghostly howl, it crushed the "Thunder Hand" with one blow.
Not saying anything, he still had enough energy left to blast towards Shen Lang.
Shen Lang had no choice but to fire another "palm thunder" before exploding the black claw.
"I'm afraid I'm no match for this old ghost when it comes to spells!"
They are all instant spells. With Shen Lang's cultivation level, only seventh-level spells can be cast instantly.
Now that he can cast seventh-level spells instantly, he has nothing to do with the old barbarian. The old barbarian casts one instant spell, but he needs to use two seventh-level spells to counter it, which shows that the old barbarian's spell cultivation is higher than his.
But compared to the fourth-grade method, it seems a little weaker?
However, the spells of barbarian shaman rituals are extremely chaotic and unsystematic, making it difficult to judge their specific grades.
For example, in some witchcraft rituals, you may know one spell in your lifetime, but its power is no less than the unique secret technique of a fourth-level magic cultivator. In some witchcraft rituals, there are all kinds of messy spells, and some spells are so weak that they are not popular.
But it's shockingly strong.
The barbarian old man had just cast three spells, all using the same action. Shen Lang could see that the old ghost had actually been casting the same instant spell. It was just that the spell was too confusing and the effect was completely random, but it was still powerful.
It's really good enough, at least it can suppress Shen Lang's spell.
"Then we can only take advantage of my head iron station Zhuangliu!"
Shen Lang snorted coldly. Relying on the effects of the various protective spells he had blessed before and that his senior sister had blessed him with, he took long strides and rushed towards the old barbarian.