Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 1001: True form
Lin Beichen also attracted attention.
Old Ding is about to wake up?
But after awakening, is he still the same old man?
On the giant black rock chain, one after another dark red veins flickered frantically, like overloaded high-voltage wires, frantically transmitting energy.
Even on the surrounding brown-red stone walls, there are dark red regular black patterns flowing one after another.
The magma lake below suddenly boiled crazily.
It seems like a pot of eight-treasure porridge boiled.
If Xiao Binggan were here, he would probably drool.
Lin Beichen didn't know why such an idea popped up in his mind.
Countless dark red black veins rush towards the giant stone sword in the center of the magma lake,
To be precise, it rushed towards Ding Sanshi's body.
Zizizi.
There was a sound like a surge of electricity in the air.
"Is Lao Ding charging?"
Lin Beichen complained in his heart.
The next moment——
Clank, clank, clank.
The strange sound like gold and iron breaking, resounded densely, echoing in the entire space.
I saw a series of black rock chains suddenly exploded and cracked, turning into pieces of rock fragments of different sizes, falling towards the magma lake below.
The tiny rock chains inserted into Ding Sanshi's body were also pulled out in a 'bobobobo' manner, splashing bloodstains, leaving blood holes the size of children's fists on his body, and bones were faintly visible...
"Ahhh..."
Ding Sanshi suddenly opened his eyes and roared to the sky.
Lin Beichen covered his face.
Master, this is too embarrassing for you.
You howled in pain?
In the next instant, Ding Sanshi stood up suddenly.
Breaks of dark red flames emanated from his body, and the mysterious black lines that had previously flashed on the rock chains, like tattoos, stood out on his neck, shoulders and other exposed places.
It is conceivable that Ding Sanshi at this time has such black tattoos all over his body.
The face is no exception.
Disfigured?
Lin Beichen was taken aback for a moment, but then relaxed again.
It's all right.
As far as Lao Ding's face is concerned, disfigurement is equivalent to plastic surgery.
If you have tattoos on your face, you will look ugly and have more personality.
Boom!
The entire magma space vibrated crazily.
The injury on Ding Sanshi's body caused by the pulling out of the chain recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and quickly disappeared without leaving the slightest trace.
And the giant stone sword under his feet also changed in the vibration, and the mottled texture of the rock on it began
It fell off, revealing the radiant sword body underneath, which is as shiny as a metallic paint surface.
Ding Sanshi rose into the air.
The originally long black hair danced without wind, fluttering like a jumping flame.
He let out a strange cry, and pressed on the hilt of the giant stone sword.
Boom!
The shock in the underground magma space is even more intense.
As if it was about to collapse at any moment.
The giant stone sword vibrated violently, and immediately began to rise slowly.
Ding Sanshi is drawing his sword.
He wanted to pull this giant stone sword out of the magma lake.
"Fuck (sound)?"
Lin Beichen realized something.
It turned out that this giant stone sword that looked like a sculpture turned out to be a real sword.
Not a sculpture for decoration.
Think about it too, who would be bothered to get such a long one here for decoration?
Compared with the giant stone sword, Ding Sanshi looks like a fly landed on the head of the chopsticks,
The contrast is exaggerated and sharp.
But the awakened dark moon divine power will pull it out slowly but evenly.
I don't know why, but in Lin Beichen's mind, the image of Sun Houzi pulling out the Dinghaishen needle on the bottom of the sea appeared.
In the blink of an eye, the giant stone sword about 60 meters long was finally completely pulled out of the magma by Ding Sanshi.
In the mottled texture of the sword body like a coral reef, crimson magma dripped like dark red blood.
The graphics look visually stunning.
"Small, small, small..."
Ding Sanshi danced wildly with black hair and drank loudly.
Then the giant stone sword really began to shrink rapidly.
The expression on Lin Beichen's face became weird.
Nima.
Are you pulling out a Ruyi Golden Hoop Sword?
If I hadn't seen this with my own eyes, if someone else had written it into a novel, readers of Sand Sculpture would have complained about plagiarizing Journey to the West, right?
After a few "small" sounds, the giant time became the size of an ordinary long sword, and he held it in his hand.
The stone skin that has accumulated over the years has fallen off the surface.
The body of the sword, like white jade, shone with a faint dark red blood under the reflection of the boiling magma below.
The strangest thing is that this sword is different from ordinary swords. The blade is round and has no blade. There are only four shallow blood grooves, and all the sharpness is concentrated on the tip of the sword. .
This is a sword that can only be used for stabbing.
Also, let's say it's a sword, it looks more like a stick.
Tsk tsk, a stick that can be big or small.
Lin Beichen raised his **** and rubbed the center of his eyebrows.
At this time, Ding Sanshi suspended in the air and activated the strange stone sword.
The sword light flows.
The magma below was sucked up like a waterspout, gathered towards the stone sword, and then sucked water like a long whale, all of which fell into the sword body.
In the blink of an eye, the 'water level' of the magma lake below began to drop crazily.
Around a cup of tea time, the 'water level' dropped by a full 200 meters.
Lin Beichen was dumbfounded.
A small sword can absorb so much magma without leaking at all?
Soon, the blade turned red.
Ding Sanshi's blood-colored black tattoos became more and more obvious. He seemed to be performing some kind of kung fu to absorb the scorching power of the magma in the sword body. into his body.
When the sword body returned to its previous lustrous white jade color, Ding Sanshi's figure swelled twice, turning into a giant over three meters tall.
Not only does the sword become bigger, but people can also become bigger?
Isn't that...
A strange shoulder appeared in Lin Beichen's mind.
Besides, Lu Guanhai looked extremely nervous, staring at Ding Sanshi steadfastly, obviously the critical moment to awaken the original soul has arrived.
The black lines on Ding Sanshi's body shone crazily, as if his whole body had turned into a round of red sun, releasing scorching and dazzling rays of light.
Lin Beichen covered his eyes with his hands.
It took another long time for a stick of incense to burn, and the glaring red light gradually dissipated.
When Lin Beichen looked up, he was stunned as if struck by lightning.
Where is Lao Ding?
Where did Lao Ding go?
One hundred meters ahead, a handsome young man with a slender figure of about 1.9 meters stands in the air with a stone sword in his hand. His long red hair, as magnificent as the morning glow, hangs over his shoulders. His skin is as clear as white jade, flawless Wugou, the vital parts are covered with maroon lava armor, like a **** of war...
Young, handsome, full of masculinity like the sun.
Who is this?
Many small question marks appeared in Lin Beichen's mind.
"Success."
Lu Guanhai on the side let out a cheer.
Lin Beichen slowly turned his head to look at her: "You mean... this handsome young man...is he old Ding?"
"Yes, this is the true form of Dark Moon God."
I don't know if it's because he drank too much Great Wall Dry Red, or because he was too excited. The cold and aloofness that belonged to Lu Guanhai disappeared, and his beautiful face was full of joy and liveliness like a little girl.
Lin Beichen took a mouthful of Liangpi.
He suddenly understood that opinions are very important.
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