The Conjuror Xena: 107: The last weapon!
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The sky, the ground, the air in all directions... There is a loud noise that throbs the soul and disturbs the breath!
"Ah ah!"
Immediately someone yelled while holding their head, but there was still red and warm blood flowing out of the fingers covering the ears.
This scene where most people are crying in pain is really weird and terrifying!
The magic weapon held by everyone, no matter how high or low the quality is, all shudder like a ghost. The weak can directly "ping-pong" to break, and the tough can't help but tremble.
There are even fissures in the sky, just as the law that maintains this time and space collapses in the loud noise!
The enchanting can't hear all this, she just smashed the ground, and then saw a most familiar object among the hot lava that was billowing out of the ground!
A slender long spear that is as dark as a flagpole, dangling in the fiery lava!
"It's calling me!"
A rush of heat hit the enchanting heart.
"No...this is the treasure that the Master said, specially prepared for my last fight!"
The enchanting eyes are exquisite, and he can't help laughing out of the fire.
"Hahahahahaha! The Soul Eater is here!"
This is the first time she stepped into the Hualong Blood Pond, and she couldn’t get close to Hualong Mountain. She swears to the silent blood thirteen-finger gun that it will come again. It will be better than that. The land marked by Soul Eater is one step closer to the sealed land of Blood Thirteen!
This is her vow...No matter how difficult, one step at a time, she will walk more firmly and farther than yesterday!
The Dragon Blood Pond carried from the desert was truly born from a different dimension. The topography of the entire Hualong Pond has undergone tremendous changes. The place where the Soul Eater was dropped can no longer be found, even the enchanting re-entry into the blood pool. , And can't perceive the location of this gun.
Unexpectedly, it has been deep into the magma, at the last moment, waiting for its own arrival!
"This means that I have not surpassed what I used to be when I have come here. Next... is the real breakthrough!"
While thinking this way, the enchanting side plunged into the hot lava, and then held his palm tightly to the burning sound of the Soul Eater!
Ziss!
Between the hand and the gun body, there was an immediate sound of steaming water, but the strange thing is that although the enchanting felt the heat transfer between the flesh, there was no pain of being burned.
It can only be said that the temperature of Soul Eater at this time has long been unimaginable, but it is the object of her soul bond, so the heat of Soul Eater... can't hurt her!
This discovery made the enchanting even more excited, and squeezed the fingers for three more points, and the enchanting immediately began to exert force to pull the gun body out of the lava that wrapped it!
"Ahhhhh!"
The louder and louder shouts came from under the clouds of smoke that began to dissipate, and it was more heartbeat than the drumbeat that echoed between the sky and the earth.
"It's so tight!"
It’s like fetching objects in a swamp. The enchanting force is enough to pull out the Soul Eater little by little. At the moment when the body of the gun separates from the last strand of lava, the Soul Eater is attached to it because of the huge rebound force. Being enchanting, it was like a stray flame bursting from the depths of the earth, and it bounced into the sky with a bang, and stood firmly on the focus of the eyes of all the strong!
One shot, one shot, stand up!
The enchanting hair that has experienced all kinds of frustration and countless thunderstorms is now slightly curled up, piled up behind the shoulders and waist, but it is combed naturally by the wind.
The white cheeks were stained with blood and countless black dust from the war, but they did not affect her unique beauty.
It's not like a beautiful flower. Her slightly opened eyes are like cats and lazy, but under the flapping eyelashes like butterfly wings, a pair of sharp black eyes like beasts speaks of her wildness silently!
The red lips are dry and **** in the cracks, so the enchanting pink tongue will subconsciously lick the wounds of the corners of your lips, so the smile that is almost raised is also good and evil, more than any reserved sweet smile It ravages the fragile heart of the world even more.
The clothes were so damaged that it was indescribable. The blood and gray yarns were already indistinguishable from their original colors, and the remaining fabrics barely covered the most important points.
But the enchanting chest stood up proudly, and his chest trembled four or two.
At this time, she didn't care about the image, she only felt that she was holding the Soul Eater in her hand. After floating in the sky, countless suffocating anger... began to spontaneously pour into the Soul Eater!
Endless, endless.
It seems that the power of the rules of the Dragon Blood Pond is not annihilated out of thin air, but is introduced into the Soul Eater by an inexplicable force to regenerate!
Heavy!
Soon, the enchanting felt that the weight of the Soul Eater in his hand was increasing rapidly, and the color had also changed significantly, revealing a stream of blood that could not be covered by the pitch black. It's like a mark that cannot be washed away after killing countless creatures!
All this has changed, but it's between sparks and flints.
From the enchanting soul-eater to the birth of the world, there was no one to stop him, only the six immortals raised his eyebrows slightly, and still raised his sword to the blood thirteen.
"Thirteen, you have a good stupid apprentice who can accompany you to **** this time."
The cold voice of the six immortals echoed in the sky, instantly smoothing the wrinkled ripples of everyone's hearts.
Even Yuan Taizun looked at six side faces, and had to sigh convincingly to Guiyuan Taizun beside him.
"Six shots are the same whether there are enchanting witches or not. With the same strength, after annihilating the blood demon that seems to have no combat power, Yuwei will wipe out the enchanting witches..."
"It seems that the old man's worries are wrong. The blood demon has already dried up to the extreme under the seal of Hualong. Otherwise, with his crazy nature, how can he calm down and let the sword point directly?"
The sigh of the original Taizun was mixed with complicated feelings.
He deeply remembers that the first story he heard about the Blood Thirteen after he entered the gate of his teacher. Back then, his teachers were in the same line, and when the Thirteenth was rampant, there was a talented and beautiful teacher. Uncle. With his potential, he will enter the state of Nirvana in time.
It's a pity that this uncle is young and energetic, and has a strong spirit. He began to travel around the world when he entered the five decay of heaven and man, and drew his sword against the crazy blood thirteen.
As a result, the knife was picked up by the blood thirteen broken knife before the knife was out of the sheath, and after suffering from the bed for thousands of years, he died in depression.
People in the world say...the madness of the blood thirteen, there is no one before and after, whoever dares to demonstrate in front of him will only end in tragic death!
Now Liu Dao Xianzun has been holding a knife in front of Xue Thirteen for a long time, and Xue Thirteen is not only silent and hands-on, but also waiting for his tender and tender idiot girl to block the sword for herself.
So far... the legend of the blood demons has come to an end.
For this dead wood half-dead old ghost, there is nothing in the world with fear and cowardice.
"Kill them!"
"Do it!"
The condemnation of various tones began to appear between heaven and earth. Someone started to urge Liudao Xianzun with excitement.
"Little girl, in order to maintain the righteousness of the world, don't blame me after you are a ghost."
Six Dao Xianzun said lightly after swinging his sword.
He knew that his statement would only be passed into the ears of the enchanting witch after the death of the two enemies in front of him. He did not spare the life and death of the little witch. Whether it was the blood thirteen or the little witch, it was in his eyes. It is the ant who stepped on his feet, but out of the maintenance of his own image, at the last moment, he still had to say a high-sounding word for the historian to record in the annals...
Six swords, straight through the air, squeezed out a breeze-like wave from the flat blade tip, stopped for a second, and immediately cut at the enchanting speed so fast that the naked eye could not see it. .
This terrifying sword power will cut off her throat without hesitation, and then continue to cut the blood thirteen behind her without any reduction in power. In the end, this pair of dark masters and disciples will eventually become broken and unclear. Each other's flesh fell into the lava rolling down the Hualong crater.
This is the devil... the best destination.
But at the moment when the six swords were being swung, he himself felt puzzled...Jianfeng was pushed astray by an indescribable or non-existent force!
This makes him very upset!
Did you miss yourself?
If one sword is not correct, and another one is issued, then his reputation of six immortals will blind the dust.
However, Liu Dao Xianzun soon found a way to comfort him, because the power of his sword wielding is as vast as the sea, even if he deviates from the established goal, the remaining power alone can shake the two of them into scum. Perhaps the historian will record that he has good virtuousness, even if the enemy is facing him, he still can't bear to confront him directly.
As the Six Dao Immortal Venerables were thinking about it, all kinds of crazy screams suddenly sounded behind him!
"Oh my mother! My tripod! My tripod has produced a great spirit in the pit!"
A white-haired old man thumped his chest, and burst into tears at the cyan small tripod that was moving away from him in the sky. He was more sad than a dead wife.
"Snake-patterned knife! My snake-patterned knife! On it is a good treasure with the poisonous demon poison!" The middle-aged man was dumbfounded.
"Don't fly!" Even the machete of Kadu, the strongest of the Heavenly Sect, cut his elbow and shot out mercilessly.
Guiyuan Taizun's face collapsed on his neck in an instant, stammering like a primitive question: "Your Gui..."
A white round kyu jumped out of the original arms and ran faster than other phantom weapons. The original masters almost burst the lungs of the original Taizun with the appearance of avoiding the plague!
It turned out that the weapon of the Primordial Taizun flew out long before the sword was released... not only the primitive, as long as the person holding the phantom weapon in his hand can not control the weapon in his hand, it is even a natal phantom connected with blood. The weapons also crazily broke free like betraying their masters, soaring into the air, and spontaneously forming a magnificent array of weapons in the heaven!
Not only that, when the slanted sword edge of the Six Dao Immortals was about to approach the enchanting throat, the sky above everyone's head suddenly darkened!
Everyone looked up, and suddenly discovered in horror that millions of different-colored magical objects were flying from all sides of the volcano!
The colors are colorful, and the spirits are jubilant, forming one piece after another!
Only a blink of an eye, with a radius of a hundred miles, the sky and the earth, people on the left and right, there are several powerful magic weapons floating every step of the way, and the entire Hualong Volcano has become a weapon arsenal that amazes the world!
Densely dense, like a vast forest.
These phantom weapons all exude coercive pressure strengthened by the evil spirits of the golden fire refining device pit in the dragon blood pool. Not only are they extremely sharp, but even the terrifying aura they emit can't be seen directly.
"This is the magic weapon under the pit of my sect refiner!"
"This is my Kunshan sword formation!"
"They...how did they fly out of the pit?"
Countless old men began to faint, screaming and pulling their beards.
However, the most frightening thing for the strongest of all races is that...all the magic weapons originally belonged to them and were strengthened, at this time, are with the dark red spear in the hands of the enchanting witch...
Pulsating synchronization!
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