Chapter 82 The natal spiritual weapon and magical power (please follow up on the third update)
Author: Flowing Water for Thousand Years
Chapter 82 The natal spiritual weapon and magical power (please follow up on the third update)
If you don’t get started with Qi training, you will have a lifespan of a hundred years at most.
Ling Xianbao has spent decades in the mortal world in vain. If he does not find immortality and goes one step further, he may die of old age.
For this reason, Ling Xianbao could only give up his power and search the world for a place with abundant spiritual energy.
The result seemed like destiny.
Ling Xianbao unexpectedly found the silver-grained spirit mine mentioned in the weapon refining inheritance in this wild land.
After such a smooth sailing experience, coupled with the fact that he had not met many monks, Ling Xianbao inevitably became arrogant.
Perhaps before, he was still worried about accidents and unwilling to fight with others.
But after refining his own spiritual weapon and gaining immense strength and talent, he was completely relieved.
That's right, he is a man of great luck. He is destined to achieve his destiny!
Otherwise, why would he have endless adventures and even refine his natal spiritual weapon?
Although he has not entered the world of immortality, he does not know the details.
However, the knowledge in the weapon refining inheritance is extremely rich. It is mentioned that the place where they are located is called the "Spiritless Wasteland", and the resources for cultivation are extremely scarce. The only way to master the weapon of destiny is to join a major force.
He is truly blessed to be able to find the Wen Yin Mine and practice his natal spiritual weapon!
In this case, Ling Xianbao is naturally sure of victory and does not think Gu Luosheng is a strong enemy.
For him, as long as he closes the distance, it will be a one-hit kill without any trouble!
Unfortunately, however.
Gu Luosheng also mastered a close-range attack method. Although it only has the power of one blow, it can determine the situation of the battle.
and……
Full moon today!
Gu Luosheng didn't even raise his head to look at the sky, but the blood in his body was already boiling, and he had the urge to look up to the sky and scream.
There is very little spiritual blood in his body, so it has little impact on him.
But the full moon is the most powerful period, when the spiritual blood is reviving and there is excitement.
He himself has been preparing for so long and is full of expectations for the direction of this battle.
The two interacted with each other, causing Gu Luosheng's fighting spirit to become very high and his blood to surge.
As a handicapped person, Gu Luosheng always knew that victory or defeat could be decided in milliseconds.
If there is even a slight difference in strength, it is also a huge gap that may not be overcome no matter how hard you try.
He practiced archery and Qinggong hard just to improve his basic skills.
Archery gave him a great guarantee of accuracy, and Qinggong allowed him to react in a timely manner.
Combining the two, at least there will be no crazy distortion.
As long as the difference in strength between them is not big, this battle can be fought!
His steps became faster and faster, constantly calculating the distance between the two, always ready to take action.
The ten moonlight patterns combined into one can use the crescent moon magical power with astonishing destructive power, and there is no delay. It can be activated as soon as the thought is moved, which is the same as the characteristic of spiritual root recovery.
As long as he always pays attention to Ling Xianbao's movements, it's impossible not to use it, just see if he can use it well.
"Is the silver-patterned sword in Ling's hand a spiritual weapon forged by him? The power is indeed amazing. If I use my silver-patterned dagger to fight against me, I'm afraid I will be at an absolute disadvantage..."
"Is it related to the weapon refining technique?"
Gu Luosheng noticed that Ling Xianbao's silver-patterned sword had nine white lines, which was three times the size of the dagger in his hand.
Judging from the fact that Bai Wen can flow and increase spiritual power, Ling Xianbao undoubtedly has mastered the skill of refining weapons.
This person really has a heritage, and it is not something that a wild guy like him can compare to!
The two of them ran wildly.
He rushed to a big river.
"Want to take advantage of the geographical location?"
When Ling Xianbao saw the river, he understood that if the wood spirit root was assisted by water and soil, even if it was not spiritual water or spiritual soil, its power would be greatly enhanced, enough to compete with his fire spirit root!
"I really think too much. Although the five elements are in conflict with each other, it is a natural principle, but no one can use it! Without inheritance, one ten thousandth of the mystery of the five elements cannot be used!"
"If this is what you rely on, then go to hell!"
Ling Xianbao held the sword in his hand coldly, and the light red spiritual power covered the sword body and distorted the air.
Gu Luosheng didn't have any time to hesitate. He immediately slapped the ground and the wood spiritual power surged out, connecting with the seeds he had scattered before.
"Poison Bamboo——"
"Sound Killing Formation!"
Gu Luosheng roared in Feng Mandarin, and the sharp dark green bamboo spears rose from the ground, stabbing Ling Xianbao from all directions.
Ling Xianbao waved his sword skills, the ring flashed, and a large number of bamboo spears were cut off. As the flames burned, invisible poisonous gas also spread.
Naturally, Ling Xianbao couldn't understand the Fengguo dialect shouted by Gu Luosheng, but he was in the resuscitated state of the fire spirit root. He was similar to a burning flame. The poisonous gas would be burned directly, but it would not affect him.
What really troubled Ling Xianbao was the sharp sound that kept coming when the bamboos were cut.
One or two of these sounds didn't matter, but when combined together, they made him dizzy and uncomfortable.
He knew something was wrong, so he didn't get involved with the Poison Bamboo Sound Killing Formation, and the flames burst out and burned directly through the passage towards Gu Luosheng.
But what surprised him was that these bamboos were made of extraordinary materials. Even if he unleashed his fire power with all his strength, he couldn't create a clear path. He had to burst out continuously, which consumed a lot of power.
"It's now!"
At this moment, Gu Luosheng roared again, his spiritual thoughts and spiritual blood resonating.
Unexpectedly, a silver dagger appeared in his hand.
A large amount of spiritual power is injected into it and turns into waves.
At the same time, the power of the moonlight patterns on his left hand gathered together, and an astonishing amount of energy emerged.
I saw Gu Luosheng aiming at the flames in front of him, one after the other, using two killing moves!
"Wave Slash!"
"Crescent Moon Magical Power!"
The wave of spiritual power destroyed the burning flames, and the silver crescent moon flashed past, arriving in front of Ling Xianbao instantly.
"The magical power of monsters? Oh, the bloodline is polluted and it will be difficult to make progress in the future. It is just self-destruction!"
The latter saw the Crescent Moon's magical power. Although he was shocked, he was not panicked. Instead, disdain flashed in his eyes. With a thought, he resonated with the spiritual weapon in the Lingtian Divine Treasure.
The next second, he opened his mouth, and a red light burst out.
The air is pushed away.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is being forcibly sucked into the red light.
The momentum is extremely amazing!
This red light collided with the Crescent Moon's magical power. They were impartial. At the moment of the struggle, cracks spread rapidly in the silver, and they were about to collapse before their eyes. They were no match for the red light.
Ling Xianbao showed a smile.
Isn't this all his full strength? How dare he shine even with the light of a firefly?
"break!"
boom!
The silver crescent exploded, and red light flew into the sky. When it fell back into Ling Xianbao's hand, it was a small silver sword covered with fire patterns. The sword exuded an aura that made Gu Luosheng feel frightened even looking at it from a distance.
Gu Luosheng's expression could not help but sink.
In addition to the silver-patterned sword in his hand, there is also a small fire-patterned sword that can be tempered within the body?
He saw that the small sword was quite small at first, but it expanded to what it is now after spitting it out.
This performance is extraordinary at first sight!
Gu Luosheng was filled with thoughts and couldn't help but take a step back. His figure suddenly retreated and rushed towards the river.
"I still want to run away, dreaming!"
Ling Xianbao's expression suddenly became ferocious, and this move made him disgraced for a month.
No matter what, he can't let this beast continue to be arrogant!
Ling Xianbao suddenly slapped his chest, spit out a mouthful of blood and sprayed it on the small sword. The red light on the small sword suddenly became brighter, and a power completely different from the power of fire spirit emerged.
This power appeared red, but it was by no means a fire-attributed power. After being stimulated, it immediately fell on Ling Xianbao's body and turned into a bloody ring!
"The magical power of the natal spiritual weapon - the flying spirit ring!"
boom!
Ling Xianbao felt that he was as light as a swallow, but powerful. With just one leap, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed. He was the last to arrive, and he was directly in front of Gu Luosheng.