Twenty-six swords self-destructed at the same time, forming a blinding light in the sky. The terrifying energy exploded, and the Wang Family Courtyard was instantly reduced to rubble.
It doesn't matter if you are in the Flower Realm, the impact of this aftermath will cause you to vomit blood, but it will be even worse in the Shentai Realm, with the body covered in blood and stains at the least, and broken bones and tendons at the worst.
It is equivalent to twenty-six high-level spiritual infants fighting together. This blow is certainly terrifying.
Fortunately for Zhu Xuan'er, there were three Spiritual Infant Realm statues around him, which were enough to eliminate the aftermath, but Hu Niu was even more special. With a wave of her little hand, the shock wave was cut open by her, and it passed through both sides, causing no damage at all.
Not even a penny less than her.
In the far distance, Ling Han appeared, his face turned pale, and he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood, but his face showed joy. The Heaven Transformation Bowl absorbed ten swords. At this time, they had all been refined and turned into
A puddle of metallic liquid.
He poured it out, and the liquid quickly solidified and turned into a piece of metal. When weighed, it weighed over a hundred kilograms. However, compared to the weight of ten swords, it was at least a hundred times lighter.
This is the function of the Heaven Transformation Bowl, purification!
It was a seventh-level sword before, but now that it has been purified, it should have reached the eighth level. But this piece of metal has turned into an alloy, and Ling Han can't tell what this piece of metal should be called.
No matter what, it is eighth-level precious gold and can be used to make many sharp arrows.
He circulated the Immortal Scripture for a moment, and the injuries on his body were healed immediately. He smiled slightly and said: "Giving money boy, are there any other treasures you want to give to your grandfather?"
Xuanyuan's purple light exploded like thunder. He didn't want to give a treasure to Ling Han, but he didn't expect that the other party could actually offer a weird stone bowl. It easily broke through his sword array, and he also said he would rather destroy it than destroy it.
The thought of giving it to Ling Han prompted the sword array to self-destruct.
But even so, it failed to seriously injure Ling Han and gave him a strong sense of decadence.
Ling Han decided not to kill Xuanyuan Ziguang. This man was unlucky. He would smash treasures when he went out. Let him smash them a few more times, and he could loot them again later. This is like planting leeks, digging up the roots can only be harvested once, but
If you keep the roots, you can harvest batch after batch.
——How would Xuanyuan Ziguang feel if he knew what Ling Han was thinking.
Wang Yiyun looked at the people on the ground, with a faint smile on his pretty face. But there was an evil spirit in his eyes. The good banquet was ruined by Ling Han and Xuanyuan Ziguang, but Xuanyuan Ziguang was one of his own,
If she wanted to hate him, she could only hate Ling Han.
"Brother Ling, I just said that if you don't accept my senior brother as the leader of the alliance, Evian will fight on my behalf." She waved her sleeves, her temperament was elegant, as if she was an immortal.
Ling Han looked at the other party and showed a smile. "Do you also want to bet something with me?"
"Just that stone bowl." Wang Yiyun pointed with her delicate hand, "If I win, give me that stone bowl."
Ling Han thought for a moment and said, "Okay. If you lose, you have to agree to my brother's marriage proposal." He pointed at Murong Qing.
"Bah, I don't want to marry this ugly girl." Murong Qing jumped up in anger. "Don't always make trouble with me!"
Ling Han laughed loudly and said: "Oh, I can't help it, my brother doesn't like you. So let's gamble with some precious gold elixir."
"Presumptuous!" Many young people roared, daring to blaspheme the fairy in their hearts.
Wang Yiyun, however, was extremely calm, throwing out an elixir and saying: "This is Danyang Fengming grass. It is considered to be the top grade among the seventh-level elixirs. Is it enough?"
"Just do it." Ling Han nodded. Not to mention the seventh-level elixir, even the tenth-level elixir couldn't compare with the Heaven Transformation Bowl. But he was sure of winning, so he would earn less if he could earn less.
Wang Yiyun added: "However, since that stone bowl is a bet, please put it aside, Brother Ling. Eyun is worried that Brother Ling will not admit it if he loses."
This woman...is so clueless!
To Ling Han, the stone bowl was a powerful spiritual weapon. Even Xuanyuan Ziguang's terrifying sword formation was broken before, but under Wang Yiyun's few words, it could no longer be used.
As expected, he has a sharp tongue and a delicate mind.
Ling Han laughed loudly, threw the stone bowl aside and said, "You are very smart, but be careful, don't be fooled by your cleverness."
Wang Yiyun smiled faintly, waved his hands, and there was a piano in front of him. It looked extremely ancient. There were many fully armed warriors carved on the piano, fighting in bloody battles, which seemed a bit out of place.
She sat in the air, her figure slowly rose up, and said: "Brother Ling, please listen to my song."
Buzz!
As soon as she moved her hands, the sound of the piano immediately came out, soft and sweet, like the sound of nature.
Everyone looked dazzled and dazzled. With Wang Yiyun's outstanding appearance and piano skills, he really has the charm to fascinate millions of people.
The sound of the piano was heard, and Ling Han's eyes were slightly confused.
Want to shake his mind?
Ling Han immediately sneered. He was so naive. He had a hint of divine consciousness in the Heavenly Realm, but he wanted to confuse him even in the Spiritual Infant Realm?
Clang!
The sound of the piano suddenly changed, from its previous softness to a chilling sound, as if an ambush was afoot from all sides and a killing was about to begin.
Buzzing, the fully-armed warriors on the piano glowed one after another. As the music of the piano floated, they all came out and stood one by one in the sky. There were eighty-one of them in total, each of them was in the high-level spiritual infant realm.
existence.
This zither is actually a spiritual weapon, and it can summon eighty-one spiritual infant realm experts, which is truly astonishing.
No wonder Wang Yiyun planned to make Ling Han put the Heaven Transformation Bowl aside. She was afraid that Bao Qin would be restrained by the Heaven Transformation Bowl.
Now, eighty-one high-level spiritual infants have appeared. How can we stop this? You must know that these are only summoned by spiritual weapons. They are not afraid of death or injury. It can be said that they are the most loyal dead soldiers like corpse soldiers.
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These warriors were fully armed, wearing extremely thick armor, and holding various weapons in their hands. Their veins glowed, and they attacked Ling Han without hesitation.
Everyone felt suffocated. Before, there were only thirty-six swords, but now there are eighty-one Spiritual Infant Realm warriors, which is even more invincible!
Ling Han was not afraid. Xuanyuan Ziguang sacrificed thirty-six seventh-level spiritual weapons in one breath, but the eighty-one Spiritual Infant Realm warriors in front of him were only inspired by one treasure weapon, and their power was incomparable.
He directly sacrificed the Demonic Sky Sword. Isn't it just a spiritual weapon competition? Who is afraid of whom?
Buzz, the veins on the Demon Sky Sword light up, one, two, three!
One more.
Even though there is just one more, this is a tenth-level spiritual weapon, can it afford such a difference?
Suddenly, endless power flowed. Ling Han stood with his sword in hand, like a great demon king, exuding an extremely terrifying aura, completely suppressing the eighty-one Spirit Infant Realm warriors. (To be continued.)