Chapter 212: The Metamorphosis of the Blood Bone Long Whip (10)
The sword's light was like a rainbow, picking up the blood and illuminating half of the sky.
Xiao Yan's Heavenly Fire Eternal Ruler also fell on his head with soaring flames, like a ribbon of fire pouring down from the sky.
However, Xiao Yan's one foot only had the power of the early stage of Seven Stars, and was immediately cut to pieces by the bloody nightmare demon's sword light.
The Blood Fiend Nightmare didn't expect that Xiao Yan, who could compete with it before, would be so weak now, and was a little surprised. But it was more proud, and the fighting spirit that had been lost before was rekindled, completely
I didn't think about why this happened.
In fact, this is just Xiao Yan paralyzing the Blood Fiend Nightmare and distracting the Blood Fiend Nightmare. Its purpose is to cover the Storm Sword Formation.
How could the sword formation that Feng Feng understood from the quasi-sage level swordsmanship remain as motionless as waiting for a rabbit? Just when Xiao Yan struck out the Heavenly Fire Eternal Ancient Ruler, gathering everyone's fighting spirit into his body, Feng Feng slanted freely.
With one swing of the sword, the densely packed sharp swords in the sword formation shot towards the Blood Fiend Nightmare like a sudden rain of arrows, creating a strong gust of wind.
"damn it!"
The Blood Fiend Nightmare had no choice but to quickly throw back the light of the sword that wanted to pursue Xiao Yan.
The light of the sword criss-crossed in the rain of swords, cutting off countless sharp swords like hurricanes tearing away dry grass.
But what shocked the Blood Fiend Nightmare was that the sharp sword cut off by its blade turned into a small sword and continued to move towards it, with undiminished power. What made the Blood Fiend Nightmare even more anxious was that its curved
The sword is made of blood talismans, and when it cuts countless sharp swords, the energy will eventually be exhausted. Helplessly, when the light of the sword becomes increasingly fainter, after cutting off several more sharp swords, it finally turns into a few wisps of blood mist,
The blood evil nightmare did not dare to hold back, and hurriedly activated all its energy, mobilized the blood evil water in the blood evil waters, and turned it into countless blood vines that flew high into the air and penetrated into the rain of swords.
The sharp sword was entangled in the blood vines, and the power of the sword rain was suddenly reduced sharply. However, despite this, the sharp sword energy aroused by the sword rain still cut many scars on the body of the blood evil nightmare. The blood was constantly seeping, and the bright red blood evil nightmare was
The devil is gradually dimming and fading.
At that moment, a blood-red shadow passed through the Blood Demon's back and chest!
Blood and bone whip!
Yes, it was Qing Muer's blood-bone long whip that independently launched a silent attack on the blood evil nightmare!
The blood demon's body suddenly stiffened, and he looked down at the blood hole pierced through his chest. His green eyes widened. The exposed sharp joints frightened him so much, and the small barb-like claws on the joints
The joints were stuck in the bloody hole in its chest, making it so desperate.
The Blood-Bone Whip absorbs the essence and blood of the Blood Demon Demon irresistibly and quickly. It can be described as a swig. Amidst the excited screams of the Blood-Bone Whip, the Blood Demon Demon held his head high.
The hand slowly lowered, and the green eyes gradually lost their luster unwillingly. Finally, the Blood Demon's head tilted and his breath disappeared. His entire body immediately turned into blood mist, leaving only a crystal clear blood crystal.
stone.
Qing Muer, with quick eyes and quick hands, swooped over and picked up the blood-colored crystal. Feeling the majestic energy in the blood-colored crystal that was beyond the comparison of the seven-star magic core, she smiled from ear to ear: "Eight-star magic core!
Look! The eight-star magic core!"
Everyone's faces were filled with excited smiles. This was the first time everyone had killed an eight-star monster, and it was also the first time they had harvested an eight-star magic core. How could they not be excited?
Xiao Yan took the magic core handed over by Qing Mu'er with a smile, and put the magic core into the ring with a smile. Xiao Yan looked at the blood and bone whip in Qing Mu'er's hand. At this time, the blood and bone whip was more powerful than before.
It was transparent, as if it were polished by flawless blood jade, and was faintly exuding heart-stopping fluctuations. Xiao Yan couldn't help but said: "Thanks to it this time!"
Everyone nodded. If there was no blood-bone whip in this battle, or if the opponent was not the Blood Evil Nightmare with a Blood Evil body, but some other eight-star monster, it would be hard for them to win. Even if they were lucky enough to win, I'm afraid they would not be able to win.
There was a heavy price to pay. However, everyone was confused as to why the blood-bone whip had such a change, and they all turned their questioning eyes to Qing Muer.
"Why are you all looking at me like this?" Qing Muer felt a little embarrassed when everyone saw her.
"Because you are its master." Xiao Zhan smiled broadly and then suggested, "With such a psychic weapon, you try to communicate with it. Maybe you can communicate with it."
"Really?" Qing Mu'er was half-convinced and tried to focus on the blood-bone whip, carefully feeling the changes in the blood-bone whip.
After a while, Qing Muer's little red mouth opened into an "O" shape in shock.
There's something going on! Xiao Zhan couldn't help but stretch his neck, and everyone else's eyes were also full of curiosity.
After a long while, Qing Muer took a deep breath, calmed down the excitement in her heart, shook her head at everyone, and said with a slight complaint: "Who said we can communicate?"
"Uh" Xiao Zhan suddenly became a little hesitant and defended, "Maybe it's not psychic enough to communicate with its master?"
Seeing Xiao Zhan like this, Qing Mu'er couldn't help but laugh and said, "Although it can't communicate with me, I feel an aura of royalty from it. How to describe it?" Qing Mu'er tilted her head.
After thinking for a while, I tried my best to word it accurately, "It feels very similar to the feeling given to me by the fire phoenix bloodline. It's as if I'm holding in my hand not a long whip of blood and bones, but a phoenix bone of pure blood."
"Really?" Everyone was so surprised that they couldn't believe it. If this were true, it would be too scary. Looking at the entire history of the Dou Emperor Continent, there are only a few pure-blooded phoenix bone weapons.
Seeing Qing Muer nodding solemnly, everyone's breathing could not help but become a little faster. Feng Feng suddenly pulled out the broken sword with a "swish" sound, "My sword can be called a magic weapon. Mistress, let's come
Try it and see how tough your phoenix bone whip is!"
Qing Muer's beautiful eyes were as hot as a torch, and she also wanted to know how tough her long whip had become. The long whip held up the beautiful whip flowers, and Qing Muer said with a smile: "Okay, give it a try! But
The ugly thing is ahead, if my whip has any shortcomings, I will cry!"
Amidst laughter, the broken sword and the long whip clashed together. Since they were just testing the tenacity of the phoenix bone whip, the two of them naturally would not use their fighting spirit. For a moment, the field was filled with blood and green shadows.
In an instant, the two of them had passed dozens of moves. Feng Feng and Qing Muer retreated at the same time, each lowering their head to check the weapons in their hands.
Intact! After confirming, Qing Muer looked up at the storm and smiled.
Safe and sound! After the storm confirmed, he also looked up at the storm and smiled.
"Congratulations to Mu'er's mother for getting such a good phoenix bone whip!" Long Yi stepped forward and pulled Qing Mu'er affectionately, with a bright smile on his lips.
Qing Mu'er also smiled as brightly as a firework, stroking the phoenix bone whip with joy, she couldn't put it down and will continue to do so.